The night was drawing in as they eventually arrived at the cottage that they had booked for a long weekend away, away from all the problems of the week and the world in general. It hadn’t been hard to find, but the last mile or so proved a little difficult, as they missed the turning for the little lane several times. They hadn’t quite fallen out over it, but as always they both had an excuse as to why they missed that turning. The car headlights lit the way and the cottage came into view. It was framed by the setting sun, with a glorious sunset over the bay. So far it looked every bit as good as the brochure had said. They reached the end of the drive and stopped the car. “Well, we finally got here, and hardly an argument” he joked, as he leant over as kissed her gently. She turned to look at him, said nothing, but he could see that she may almost agree, but then again, maybe not! Anyway, she returned his kiss, and as he moved back, his hand brushed against her thigh, just a gentle familiar gesture. “Let’s go inside and see if the rest is as good” she said, opening the door and getting out of the car. “The keys should be under that rock, there, I think” She walked over a large rock by the front door, and sure enough, there was the key to the front door. She let herself into the cottage. He had now followed her into the entrance hall, small but very nice, and from it they could see a small kitchen, a small utility room, and an old fashioned lounge, with a log fire crackling in the grate. Although they had said when they expected to arrive, they had also telephoned when an hour or so away, asking the owners to ready the cottage for their stay. On a table in the lounge was a tray with gin, whisky, mixers, glasses and some ice, again provided by their hosts. She had moved upstairs, and called down to him “Come up and see the bedroom, it’s fabulous”. He went upstairs, and walked into a larger bedroom, a 6’ bed, and an ensuite shower room, very large, with a walk in shower. “Very nice” he commented. “I’ll go and get the bags from the car” he said “I won’t be a moment” and went downstairs. A few minutes later, he brought the cases upstairs, and they unpacked the few clothes they had brought with them. “Fancy a drink?” he asked. “Yes please” she replied “A gin and tonic would be nice”. As she finished unpacking she heard the chink of the glasses as the ice went in, and by the time she had finished, the drinks were ready. She went down stairs, and he was lounging on the long settee, drink in hand, looking into the fire. She picked up her drink and sat down beside him., taking a sip of her drink. “Usual measure, I see!” she joked, as the tasted the drink. “Lots of practice” he said “I know how you like yours” They both enjoyed their drinks, and the bitterness of the gin and tonic was so refreshing after the long drive. They sat there silently for a few minutes, enjoying the fire. Through the open window they could see the final rays of the sun disappear below the horizon, the sunset as glorious as ever. The log fire crackled away, and they both started to relax, recovering from the journey and enjoying the strength of the drink. She moved closer to him, leaning her head on his shoulder. He put his arm around her. “This is so nice” she whispered, “I’ve been looking forward to this for a long time”. He pulled her closer to him, smelling her perfume, her hair, and lifted up her chin, before kissing her long on the lips. As he did so he could taste her drink, and she responded by returning his kiss. He put down his drink, and his hand went to her waist, pulling her closer to him. She responded by pressing even closer, and her felt her breasts pressing against him. He moved his hand up, under her blouse, and she moved away enough for him to find her breast and cup it in his hand. Her nipple was already hard, and her breathing quickened slightly as he felt her warm body. “You smell and feel so good tonight” he said “I’ve waited a long time for this”. He felt her kissing his face, his neck and ear as she enjoyed his gentle caress. Heady with the effects of the strong drink, they started to let their emotions take over. She moved away, and whispered hoarsely in his ear “I’ll go and slip into something more comfortable”, stood up and went upstairs. He laid back, still smelling her perfumes and watched as she went up the stairs. He looked into the fire, aware of the smell of wood smoke in the room, which continued to crackle away. Stretching his legs, he was aware of his erection, hard and straining, and moved to a more comfortable position. He took another draught of the gin and tonic, and noticed that both of their glasses needed topping up. He heard her moving about in the room upstairs. “Shouldn’t be long now” he thought to himself, and topped up both of their drinks. A good measure of gin, more ice and tonic, he could see the flames dancing through the glass, the blue tonic coloured by the flames from the fire. Slowly he felt himself relaxing, as the alcohol did its work. He watched the flames, reaching over for his drink as he did so, taking another sip. Suddenly he was aware that she was standing beside him he had not heard her come down the stairs. She was wearing a silk dressing gown, almost open to the waist, and was aware of the soft curves of her body, highlighted by the fire. “I’ll just draw the curtains” she said moving over to the window. The sun had gone and there was just a touch of light left in the sky. “It will be more comfortable”. She turned and moved slowly and purposely toward him. “Well, what do you think?” she teased. “I love you in that” he replied “It shows you off so well”. She sat down beside him, and he was instantly aware of her perfume, recently added and so powerful and heady. “I know” she said “It feels so good against my skin, too”. Nestling up against him, he felt the softness of her warm body pressing against him. His arm was around her shoulder, and he pulled her face closer to his. She tilted her head slightly and he leant forward to kiss her, lovingly and passionately, all the while enjoying the feel of her body against his. Her hand was exploring his chest, and she slowly undid his shirt, running her fingers over him, lightly and delicately. She moved to place one leg across his thigh, and at the same time, her hand moved down from his chest and slipped under his belt, continuing down towards his hard cock. He felt her hand, cool to the touch as she searched for him. “That feels so good” he whispered, as she felt her hand and finger exploring him, and took a sharp intake of breath as she touched him for the first time. His cock was so hard, and he was silently begging her to not stop. Her fingers found his shaft, and gently ran down it, until they found his balls, which she gently but firmly held, squeezing a little at the same time. “Don’t stop” he begged “That is so nice. You know what you are doing to me, baby, don’t you? I like it so much” She continued to play with him, teasing and stroking him, and his gasps came stronger “Oh, god, if you don’t stop I’m going to cum” he moaned “No, you won’t” she whispered, “You must save it for me.” She stopped for a few moments, laying there, listening to his breathing as he slowed down, but aware how close he was to shooting his load. He nuzzled her neck, still savouring the smell of her perfume, and ran his hands over her dressing gown, so slippery and sensuous to his touch. He could feel every curve, every bit of her body as he did so, as she offered herself to him. His hands were under her gown, and caressing her skin. They ran over her breasts, her belly, and down to her thighs. She was still laying across him, and he was able to caress her rear, the back of her leg, her thigh, aware that she was wearing nothing other than her gown. As he did so, she moved slightly, and he hand reached around and felt her pussy. She moved slightly again so he could play with her more easily, all the time she was still touching him teasing his cock, but not enough to make him cum. He carried on and slipped one, two fingers into her, and she responded with a sigh and a passionate kiss. “Touch me there” she implored “Make me cum now. You can fuck me later” His fingers explored her gently, until her found her clit, like him, hard and erect, which he gently massaged with his finger. She was so excited, so wet, that she started to climax very quickly. He continued to play with her, bringing her to the climax that she wanted. She shuddered several times as she finished. “That was so good” she said “I like it so much when you do that to me.” He laid back slightly, still aware of his rock hard cock, still straining from her continued attention. She leant forward, and undid his trousers and removed them and his pants, freeing his cock. “My” she said “Look at you! Looks like you need a helping hand” as she carefully toyed with him, enjoying his response to her caress. “Why don’t you wank yourself off for me, I can watch as you do. I always like that” she said, looking deeply into his eyes. “Let me help you”. She grasped his cock so gently and ran her fingers up his shaft so gently, he almost came immediately. “You are so, so sexy” he said “You know what I like you to say and do” as he grasped his cock himself, and started to bring himself to a climax “Is that good?” she whispered in his ear “Does that feel nice?” as his hand started to move faster. “Come on, baby, cum for me” she was saying “That’s good, isn’t it”. He turned towards her, and kissed her hard as he neared his climax. He felt himself starting to cum, and then it came, in a rush, exploding from him. “That was so good” he gasped, “so, so good” as he finally relaxed from his exertions. They lay there together, comfortable with each other, their passion satisfied for a while. He passed her the glass, and they slowly enjoyed their drink, again watching the fire which continued to glow and warm them. As they lay there, her hand moved once again towards his cock, and she whispered to him “You haven’t fucked me yet; I think we should make the most of the lovely shower and bed upstairs”. He pulled her towards him, still enjoying the feel of her body, and together they started to awaken again. They lay there, the warmth of the fire and the drink making them sleepier, and just enjoyed their company. After what seemed just a moment, he awoke with a start, realising that he had drifted off into a deep sleep. She was still there, but had moved and now had her head in his lap. Laying on her back, her gown had fallen open, and he looked down and saw her breasts, rising and falling gently as she breathed, lit by the dying embers of the fire. His gaze moved down to her stomach, and to the triangle of hair, which was also highlighted by the light of the fire. She sighed lightly in her sleep, moving a little, as he watched. He thought to himself that he could lay here for hours, just looking at her naked body, perfectly silhouetted in the semi darkness of the room. Without disturbing her he reached over for his drink and enjoyed the taste. She began to stir, and rolled over towards him, opening her eyes and looking up at him. “Must have dozed off” she said “It’s the drink and the fire. How long I have I been asleep?” “Not long” he answered “The fire needs making up. You OK?” “Mmmm, yes” came the reply “That was good”. “Want another drink?” he asked. “No, thanks, I’m fine. I’ll have another later” “Let me up, and I’ll sort the fire out” “No, I don’t think I will” she replied “I’m far too comfortable lying here.” “Alright, we’ll stay here a little longer” he answered. He looked her body, soft and inviting, lying beside him and felt himself starting to stir again. She was looking up at him “What’s wrong?” she asked. “Nothing, just enjoying being here with you” he replied “This is so nice,” He reached out and his hand brushed her breasts and stroked her stomach, which he felt tighten as he touched her. He looked into her eyes, which seemed to trust his every move. He placed his hand behind her head and lifted her face up to him, kissing her slowly and deeply. “What was that for?” she asked. “Just wanted to do it” was his response “Couldn’t help myself”. She smiled at him. “That’s nice, I enjoyed it too. Why don’t we go somewhere more comfortable?” She got up, and held his hands, pulling him up after her and went towards the stairs. Upstairs she let her gown fall to the floor, and turned to him, and slowly undressed him until he was standing there, naked. “You look pleased to see me” she teased, looking at his erection. She reached down, held his cock gently, and played with his balls before looking up at him, with a smile on her face. “You like that, don’t you?” “Of course, who wouldn’t?” was all he could say.