Cabin fever

When Danni woke the next morning, the house was silent. There were a few squawks of birds but not much else in the noise department. She was laying in bed and she groaned in frustration when she realized she was alone in the bed. Her panties were soaked, and her pussy was begging to be touched after the dreams she'd had. Dreams of a dark haired man with a British accent. She closed her eyes, willing herself to fall back asleep and continue the dreams, hoping she would find her release in her sleep. But her body was wide awake and humming with arousal. She glanced at her door, it was locked, she had made sure the night before, she still wasn't sure about Rob and didn't want him attacking her during the night. She stifled a laugh, worried about an attack and then dreamed of him fucking her seven ways to Sunday while she slept. She could clearly remember the one of him going down on her, licking her pussy, before thrusting his dick in her and fucking her.

"Jesus Danni, you really need to find a boyfriend." She whispered quietly to herself. She contemplated getting out her vibrator for some quick relief but worried Rob would hear the buzzing. So she slipped her hands inside her track pants and touched herself, just a few soft gentle strokes, she closed her eyes at the pleasure she experienced and pulled her hand out and pulled her pants and underwear right off and then spread her legs. One hand traveled up and under her shirt so she could touch her nipples and tease them and the other traced the sensitive skin on her inner thighs, drawing out the pleasure a bit longer. She tried to be quiet but a few moans escaped her lips occasionally, she didn't worry though, they were pretty quiet and the walls were thick.


In his room Rob was just waking up, sitting on the edge of his bed already reaching for his pack of cigarettes when he heard the first noise. A very quiet "oh". He paused and cocked his head to the side, was he hearing things?

"Ahh." He heard it again. It sounded feminine.

'Must be Danni.' He thought with a shrug. Then he heard it again and before he could process what the noise was his dick swelled, recognizing the sounds. He figured out where the sound was coming from, the air vent next to his bedside table. Danni was in the room next door and they must share vents. And now she was obviously masturbating and his dick was urging him on to do the same thing. Almost without thought he reached into his pants and started stroking his dick, eyes closed he pictured Danni in her room, touching herself. Her brown hair, splayed out around her, lips deep red and swollen, like she had just been kissed, her brown eyes half closed and glassy from arousal. Her black lacy bra with the cups pushed down so her pink nipples stood out, hard and waiting for a mouth to suckle them. Her moans were more frequent now and Rob couldn't help but wish she was here in his bed.


"Oh God." Danni cried softly, as she rubbed her clit. No longer was she, slowly touching herself and enjoying the soft touches, she was now heading toward orgasm and she had one hand rubbing her clit and the other had several fingers inside her wet pussy. It was close and she was quietly whispering the words "come on" over and over again, needing the release. When it came her whole body tensed and her back arched up off the bed, her thighs closing up and trapping her hand in between them, she gave a few more flicks to her clit and laid still, hands resting on her stomach as she felt her heart pumping and her clit throbbing in sync.

'Fuck I needed that." She whispered.

Rob knew when she came. She let out a very audible "oh God" followed by high pitched moan. His hand was still pumping his dick, stroking had gone from slow and steady to fast and hard, he squeezed his cock harder each time, imagining Danni's soft lips surrounding it. He came and let out no more sound than a quiet hiss. Knowing better than Danni that noise traveled between these two rooms. His hand was filled with his sticky cum and he laid back on the pillows for a few moments catching his breath, still holding his dick that had not even started to go soft yet. He didn't move until he heard her get up and go into the washroom across the hall. Then he wiped his hand on the shirt laying next to the bed and grabbed some clean clothes out of the drawers and waited for Danni to finish up in the washroom. After 10 more minutes he heard her go back into her own room and he dashed into the bathroom, which was still steamy from her shower and smelled like her soap. His dick started to harden again as the hot water sprayed over his body. Two wanks in less than 15 minutes? That was a record for him but he still lathered up his hand with the soap she had left in the shower and began to stroke his dick again.

Downstairs Danni was brewing coffee and fiddling with the radio on the counter, when she heard Rob pounding down the stairs.

"Good Morning" She said avoiding his eyes, the dreams of the night before making her uncomfortable.

"Morning." He answered walking to the fridge and grabbing his orange juice and drinking it right from the carton. He felt revitalized from jerking off and chugged down half of the carton before putting it back in the fridge.

"Want some coffee?" She asked.

"Not right now thanks. I'm going to go check out the property, see what the docks are like." He told her.

"Okay." She answered, not sure what she was going to do by herself. What would she have done if he wasn't here? She wondered.

"Want to come?" He asked almost as an afterthought.

"Nah, I'll just sit outside and read a book I brought."

"Okay, I won't be long. I'll see you soon."

"K."


She was about three pages into her book when he came bounding up the pathway from the rear of the cabin.

"Danni, you have to come down and see it!" He said eagerly. "It's gorgeous. I'm just going to get my camera. I saw some deer and something I think was an otter."

"Really?" She asked as he ran past her and into the house. He was back in a minute with his camera.

"Yes really, come on." He grabbed her hand and tugged her along and she had no choice but to follow him.


The lake was beautiful, calm clear water reflected the sun, she could see a few ducks off in the distance and other birds, flitting about the bushes, lining the shore. Rob led her right out onto the end of the dock and pointing.

"I saw it over there. It was long and skinny and brown. Do you think that was an otter?"

"I don't know. Do otters live in the region?"

"How would I know I'm from Britain!" He laughed and she laughed too. His smiled was infectious and hard to resist. Out here in the sun standing very close to him she noticed how clear and green his eyes were, they were almost hypnotic. She shook her head to clear her thoughts and took a step back from him and fell off the dock into the very cold mountain lake. She came up sputtered and coughing. Her teeth already chattering from the cold.

"Oh shit are you alright?" He asked, kneeling down and offering his hand. She reached for it and he lifted her easily onto the dock.

"Cold. Fucking freezing." She trembled.

"You have to get back to the cabin. You need to dry off." He said putting his arm around her shoulder for a bit of warmth and guiding her back up. At her room he led her in and asked where her clothes were, she pointed and he grabbed out a pair of pajama pants and a thick sweat shirt and handed them too her.

"Get dressed and into bed, you don't want to get hypothermia."

"I...I...ammma....d..d..doctor you know." She said, never having been so cold in her life.

"Oh yeah. Well hurry up and get warmed up. I'll go start a fire and make some warm soup for you to eat."

"Ohhhkay." She replied. It took her a few minutes to get out of her wet clothes and into the dry ones and she quickly went under the blankets. She knew she didn't have hypothermia, she hadn't been in the water our outside while wet long enough, but she did have a serious chill. Rob came in a few minutes later carrying a bowl of soup.

"I'm not much of a cook but I can press the buttons on the microwave."

"It's fine thanks." She went to take the bowl but her hands were still shivering. He frowned and put the bowl on the table beside her bed. And sat on the edge of her bed.

"The fire will warm up the house quickly. You can wait a few minutes so you don't make a mess."

"Okay." She said pulling the blankets right up to her nose and breathing the warm air from her lungs under the blankets. While she did this she noticed for the first time the tattoo behind his ear. It was a very elaborate "B". Before she could stop herself she asked.

"Who's B?"

"My Nan."

"What does she think of your tattoo?"

"She's never seen it. She died a while ago."

"Sorry." She said the customary response to hearing the sad news of a loved ones passing.

"Thanks." He replied looking at his shoes.

"Well it's really nice and I am sure she would have liked it."

"I like to think so but she probably would have hated it." He laughed. She smiled too. Rob stayed with her until she was warm enough for the trembling to stop and she ate her soup. Then he carried her blanket downstairs for her and helped her get all cozy by the fire before turning on the TV and catching the latest news on the satellite.


Danni wasn't used to people taking care of her. As a doctor she took care of patients, as daughter her mother hounded her relentlessly and her kid sister Lee was always asking Danni to help her out of trouble. It felt nice to be taken care of by Rob. He made her feel safe and she liked that.


tbc...