The Cabin in Northern Michigan

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“I booked a cabin for us in Cadillac, Michigan for three nights. This is our chance! Don’t say no! Just make my day and say yes!” I’m in the middle of making my husband breakfast on a normal Sunday morning when I get the text. My heart started racing. I put the phone down and turned my attention back to the eggs frying in the pan, my mind whirling with a mixture of emotions. Could I do this? I’m married, I’m fifty-three, I’m not sexy at all! I have so many doubts running through my mind I almost burn the eggs. “Wendy!” my husband’s voice brings me back to the task at hand. “You’re burning my eggs. Fuck, can’t you do anything right, lately, and do something with your hair. I hate it. It makes you look like an old hag!”My hands shake a little as I flip the eggs and butter his toast. A tear tries to roll down my face, but I quickly wipe it away.What has my life become at fifty-three years old? I work full-time and I manage everything at home. My husband is disabled; we stopped having sex years ago, and the sound of my voice gets on his nerves. I feel broken and unloved. More importantly, I feel unwanted. Could I have a three-day fling with a great, sexy man I met online? No, I shouldn’t do it; it’s wrong. “Wendy, you can’t even make my eggs right, I said ‘over easy’,” he pokes his fork into the yoke and nothing comes out. “What a dumb bitch!” he covers them with ketchup. I grab my phone and go to the bathroom. Tears are now falling down my face. I know I shouldn’t be doing this. I know it’s cheating, but I need to feel the hands of a man again, one that sees me as more than a maid, a cook, and a paycheck. I need to feel desired, even if it’s only for three days. My hands are shaking as I read the text again. Just as I’m starting to respond to the text, another one comes through. “Wendy, don’t second guess yourself. I want you, I need you, and I’ve seen your body multiple times. This is our chance, trust me!”I can’t stop shaking, and then I’m yanked back to reality, “Wendy, bring me a pop when you come to get my plate, and hurry the fuck up, I want to take a shower!”That was the last straw. I text back, “I will make it work!”Within seconds, a huge smiling face emoji is on my screen.  I’m smiling at the screen and then I put my phone in my pocket, wipe the smile from my face, and walk into the kitchen. It’s mid-June and I have about three weeks to plan my getaway to Cadillac. I’m excited and terrified at the same time. I haven’t been with another man in over thirty-four years. I never thought I would be one of those women. I’m strong and independent, I don’t rely on a man for my happiness, but, living in this sexless marriage is taking its toll on me. Over the years I have read so many summer-fling romance novels that I can picture how this will turn out in my head. But, for now, I need to stay focused. The planner in me needs to take over for now. In the cabin with my secret lover is where I will let, “Mistress Contessa”, out to play. The three weeks fly by. I spent some hidden, rainy-day money on a few sexy, nighttime outfits and some new panties and bras, plus a few new sex toys, massage oils, and a leather paddle. I hid everything in a box in the back seat of my truck. I tell my husband I am invited to Ataşehir Escort an all-girls weekend, up north, over the Fourth of July.  He hardly acknowledged me, as he has plans to go to a three-day dirt track race downstate. Over the past few weeks, the communication between my “friend” and myself has intensified by one-hundred percent. We talk on the phone or over FaceTime whenever we can. He’s so excited, and that makes me feel at ease. It’s finally here.July second, he texts me at 6:00 a.m. in the morning, “Good morning, Beautiful. It’s a six-hour drive for me; I’m leaving now. Here is my route so you can follow along with me. Send me yours when you get on the road, too. I’m so horny and excited to finally hold you, Baby.”I text my lover back, “I’m excited and nervous. I’m worried you won’t think I’m sexy.” I press send. A second later, “Stop it, Sweetheart; I’m not him. I’m driving. I’ll text you when I stop for coffee. This is love, Baby, not just sex.”That helped calm me down. I am in love. I deserve to feel love again, and I was driving two hours north to find it. At 10:00 a.m., I said goodbye to my husband, put my dog and suitcase into my truck, and hit the road. We should arrive at the cabin at nearly the same time, or close to it. Around noon, I pull into Hideaway Cabins, in Cadillac, Michigan. Lake Mitchell is shining brightly and the cabins are beautiful. I stop my truck at the office and check on his location; he’s five minutes out. I get out, put Echo on her leash, and walk to the dog run area. It’s a spacious, fenced-in area with no other dogs around. So, I unhook her leash and lean against the fence, watching her run around. With your hard body pressing against me, your voice in my ear whispers, “Don’t move, I need to feel your body against mine.”My cunt starts to drip in my panties and my mouth goes dry. You start kissing my neck, pushing every inch of you against me.“You smell like wildflowers; mmm, it’s so intoxicating. I can’t wait to taste you, Baby.” I start to giggle, your teeth nip my ear, “Let me kiss you.”You spin me around, and our eyes lock. You take my hand and walk me to a huge shade tree. You lean against it and pull me into you. Your hand is rubbing my bare leg, then both hands are on my ass, squeezing it softly through the linen of my sundress. Your mouth captures mine; your tongue slides against mine. Our kiss is hot and electric, and sparks are flying between us. I can feel your cock, hard against me. You break the kiss only to suck my neck. I can feel your desire as your hands slip under my dress.I pull back, “Handsome, we’re outside, in public!”You’re reluctant to stop, but you do. “Of course, Baby. Get Echo and I will go check us in, OK?”I smile at you as I’m not used to a man taking charge. “I’ll wait by my truck for you, Love.” The smile on your face is contagious. We look like love-struck teenagers. A few minutes later, you come out with the keys to the cabin. You point at the largest one on the property, the one right on the lake. “I upgraded for my special lady, follow me down, Baby.”We drive down to the cabin. I open my door, you scowl at me, and say, “You’re my woman this weekend, so I’ll take care of you.”I laugh, at Ataşehir Escort Bayan first, thinking you’re teasing me, but, to my surprise, you open my truck door and say, “Get in!”I’m looking at you like you’ve lost your mind. You’re standing there waiting as I hand you Echo’s leash and I climb back into my truck. You shut the door and then you open it, take my hand and help me down.I kiss you, “I’m not used to this.”  You say, “That breaks my heart, you should be treated like a queen.” I can’t stop myself from laughing, that was a mistake. In the blink of an eye, I’m against my truck and your body is against mine, your eyes locked on mine. I try to look away, but you take my face in between your big hands, making me look at you.  Your voice is stern, “Wendy, I’m not going to let you degrade yourself in my presence. Do you understand how much I want you, how I want you for myself, how I know how you deserve to be treated?”All I can say is, “I’m sorry.” I’m shaking.You hand me back Echo’s leash as you start grabbing our bags. You set the bags down as you unlock the door and push it open.The cabin is spectacular! It has an open floor plan overlooking Lake Mitchell, a private beach, a hot tub on the private deck, and a boat dock. We decide to unpack and head into Cadillac to get some groceries, beer, and wine. We decide on some takeout for an early dinner and head back to the cabin. After eating and unpacking, it’s finally time for some relaxation. I don’t know what to do with myself as I’m feeling anxious. I know sex is coming, and I can feel the tension building between us. You can tell I’m nervous, “Baby, go take a shower and I’ll meet you in there in a few minutes. I’ll take Echo outside for a walk.” What you said doesn’t slip by me. I nod and head to the bathroom. The bathroom is stunning with an all-glass and marble shower. As I undress my stomach is doing flip-flops. I had gotten a Brazilian wax last week, so my pussy is completely bare. Every hair on my body, except my head, has been waxed or shaved off. I also got a spray tan. I hope I’m not a disappointment to you. The shower is huge with two shower heads, a rainforest head in the middle, and it has music; it’s very fancy. I turn the water on and step in. The water relaxes me and I’m listening to the soft music, lost in thought. My eyes are closed as I’m washing my hair. Your touch is soft and loving as you embrace me. Our naked bodies are finally together, and your strong arms are holding me against your hairy chest. My wet breasts are pressed against you, with the warm water cascading over us. You’re taller than me, so I rest my head on your chest, loving this moment. At last, I’m at peace with myself and my body, I want you, and I want you to fuck me. “Baby girl, let me wash you.” You take the soap and washcloth and start to bathe me, both arms, around my breasts, my nipples, down my stomach, then, each leg, until you finally touch my pussy. You bend a little as you wash the outside, then you separate my outer lips, washing inside, rubbing the washcloth against my clit. I start to moan, holding onto you. You rub faster, sliding two fingers inside me, pushing me against the shower wall. You come up Escort Ataşehir and tease and pull my left nipple into your mouth, as three fingers are inserted inside me.“Don’t be shy, Baby Girl. Give me your first one, now. Scream and squirt for me.” The pressure is building with each second. The way you’re sucking on my tit is making my cunt contract around your fingers.I hear you moan, “Yesss, Yesss, Baby.  Yess, now please give me what I’m craving. Now!”You push hard and deep into my cunt and I grip you and scream as my cunt squeezes around your thick fingers. I’m squirting as my excitement gushes past your fingers onto the shower floor. “Oh, Baby Girl. Oh, Baby Girl,” you keep saying over and over, and your cock is rock hard. “Can I fuck you, please, Baby, let me inside you right now!”“Yes,” I whisper against your chest.You turn me around, facing the wall. Your hand is on my back as you bend me over. I feel you spread my cunt as you slowly push your thick, wet cock inside of me.“Mmm, that feels like warm silk on my dick,” you murmur against my skin. “Oh, Baby Girl, yes, yes, so right.”Your cock, is sliding in and out, and your fingers are digging into my hips.“Yes, my lover!” I say. “Fuck me!”Faster and faster, your cock is burrowing deeper inside me until you squeeze my hips and push hard as your load erupts from you. Your hot, white seed dripping down my leg. We’re both panting; you pull out and turn the water off. You grab a towel, wrap me in it, and then get one for yourself. We hug, kiss, and, arm in arm, we go to the bedroom. A huge, king-size bed is in the middle of the room. There is a large flat screen tv and comfy chairs. The room is cold. We both drop our towels and snuggle under the fluffy, feather comforter.  “I want you again, Baby. I can’t help myself.” “Then take me, handsome,” I say to you. For the next hour, we fuck and play. We cool down only to heat up again. Our bodies are drenched with sweat as we both are exhausted from fucking and cumming. The room smells like sex. I start to get up, but you grab me, “Stay put I’ll be right back.”After you leave, I sneak into the bathroom. I want to freshen up, Oh, my Lord, I look a mess, but my make-up is still in the suitcase. I quickly try to fix my hair, but I hear you coming back, so I jump back into bed. As you come through the door, you’re caring a tray of snacks and drinks. “You’re so sweet, Baby, I’m not sure how to act, since I’ve never been pampered before.” “I told you, Baby Girl, I’m not him. Just love me and I will show you how a woman should be treated when she’s with a man that truly loves her.”I can’t stop the tears. “Shhh now, sweet Kitten, have some water and a snack. Let’s take a little nap and then enjoy the Michigan sunset over this gorgeous lake.” We do just that. Three hours later, I wake up to you playing with Echo on the bed, she loves you already. We dress, me in light summer shorts and a t-shirt, and you are in shorts, no shirt. The summer night is gorgeous. We decide on staying in, so you order pizza and salads to be delivered, so we can enjoy the sunset on the deck.  We hold hands and talk. The pizza arrives just as the sun becomes blazing orange on the water. It is a perfect first dinner together. So relaxed, and comfortable with each other. But soon the mosquitoes chase us inside. We move to the couch with a bottle of wine and turn on Netflix. We find a sexy, love story and settle in for the night. I must have fallen asleep. I hear you saying, “Baby, let’s go to bed.”In a very soft sleepy voice, I say, “Yes, Love.”

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