Frozen Together

You and my husband have been best friends since grade school, the two of you are like brothers. The week your girlfriend left you happened to be the week we were planning to go on vacation to stay in a cabin by the lake. Her dumping you like that really came out of nowhere and I hated seeing you so depressed. I told my husband we should invite you along, a week away in a cabin would be good for you. The two of you could go fishing or whatever to clear your head. We were getting a crazy discount for choosing this week to go since it’s winter. It would be too cold to do any swimming but the weather has been nice enough to walk the nature trails, do some fishing and grill.

It's a three hour drive out in the middle of nowhere but the scenery is beautiful with mountains in the horizon. The cabin we got is nice. It has two bedrooms, a small kitchen, the living room has a fireplace and a bathroom of course. I’m not using an outhouse! The lake is right outside of our cabin, there’s a grill for barbequing and a fire pit. If only it was warmer it would be perfect but we did get this place at an amazing deal.

Our first three days at the cabin are wonderful and just what we needed as a nice get away. On the fourth day the temperature dropped drastically, enough for snow to start falling. Things were still nice with a winter coat on and I really wanted to walk one of trails that day. My husband had left already, he wanted to drive into town for more beer before the roads got icy. I put my coat on, zipped up and asked if you wanted to join me for a walk? My husband doesn’t like walking through park trails, he only does it for me. Since it’s not really his thing and I’m dying to go before the snowfall gets heavy so I see if you want to join.

Grabbing your coat, you come along and keep me company. We walk to the start of one path and see where it leads us into the woods. Walking side by side, we’re just chatting about nothing at first but after a bit you start talking about your ex and the breakup. I’m a good listener and ear for you to vent to, I nod and let you say what you need to get it off your chest. The path forks, or so I think. We go left as I listen to you blow off steam telling me everything you did for her while you were together.

The sun is starting to set when we notice that we’re no longer walking on any path at all. I must have mistaken a deer trail for a path when we went left, there wasn’t a fork in the path at all! We turn around and laugh about it, retracing our steps but it’s getting less funny as the sun goes down. It’s dusk and we still haven’t found a path, how far did we go?? It’s getting colder and the snow is falling fast in fat fluffy flakes. We’re getting scared trying to find our way in the dark, our sense of direction is not what we think it is. We are lost.

I’m worried we might die out here! You try to reassure me that we’ll be okay even though you’re not convinced yourself. I wish I wore mittens! My hands are freezing even in my pockets. We walk for what feels like an hour, maybe more, in the blistering cold before we see another cabin far out here in isolation from all others. This isn’t one of the rentals, we must have wandered far off from the campground to find this private cabin. It’s clear no one’s home. Given the circumstances we have no choice but to break inside and shelter here for the night. You’re able to open one of the windows without smashing it and crawl your way in to unlock the front door for me.

The place is kind of dusty, no one has been here for some time but it does have a lived in appearance. There’s dishes in the cabinets, blankets on the bed and such but there isn’t any water or electricity. The only heat we could hope to have was from the fireplace but there isn’t any chopped wood readily available, you would have to go back out there and try to find some wood in the snow.  You’re not wearing any gloves either so the snow is stinging your hands as you gather what you can. It isn’t nearly enough. We struggle to get it to light and when we do it’s only enough fuel to briefly warm our ice cold flesh before the flames go out.

Snow is falling heavier now with the wind picking up, thankfully this cabin will shelter us from the worst but we need to keep warm if we want to survive. Scavenging for any more wood is out of the question, neither of us are going back out there. We scrounge the cabin for every blanket we can find and huddle together on the bed for warmth. It’s not enough to keep us from shivering. Nearly an hour goes by before my mind turns to the unthinkable, I can’t take this cold any longer and need to do something drastic about it. “There’s one more thing we can do to warm ourselves up,” I shock you then by straddling your lap with my face inches away from yours, “We need to have sex.”

“What?! I can’t have sex with you, you’re my best friend’s wife!”

“He’ll never know about this, it’ll be a secret we take to our graves.” I start to dry hump and grind my body against yours, the friction is already beginning to make a small but welcome difference. My mind is set on it, I’m not giving you a choice. I’m too cold! You open your mouth to argue about our loyalty to the friend you’ve grown up with and the husband I’ve given my vows to but I keep you silent with my lips. My kiss catches you by surprise, leaving you vulnerable for me to deepen it with my tongue. All the while my body is writhing on top of yours, stirring my hips to excite the hardon I feel growing in your jeans.

There’s no denying the relief this little bit of friction is giving us. You were feeling frozen over but now warmth is beginning to return the more my body moves. The cold has been stinging our faces but my chilly lips sealed with yours helps warm our cheeks. I’m sure the embarrassment of us becoming so suddenly intimate also helped to warm our faces from blushing at first. Neither of us have ever thought of each other sexually before. Being your best friend’s girl, you have never had an inclination to look at me that way even though you thought your friend really got lucky to get with me. Up until now I have been loyal to my man with never a thought or temptation otherwise. But this circumstance we now find ourselves in is forcing us to take comfort with the other’s body.

Breaking our kiss to look you in the eyes, I say “Look, I know this is fucked up. Especially when you came here with us to clear your head from a break-up. I need you to know I wouldn’t do this if I wasn’t worried about freezing to death.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want to ruin our friendship or hurt your husband. This is so wrong..”

“Don’t think about it as us having sex, we’re just keeping each other warm. That’s all this is but I’m going to need you to get hard to do that. You’re not betraying my husband, he would want you to keep me from freezing to death.” The guilt and gravity of what we’re about to do is sinking in but I won’t let it stop us. I can’t, I’m too cold to stop. Before you can fall further into your guilt and change your mind, I take your hand and hold it to my breast. “It’s okay for you to be excited with my body, I need you to warm me up and get me excited too. We have to do this.”

Reluctance gives way to my command and you squeeze my breast in your hand. My body trembles with nervous anticipation of being explored by someone other than my husband. I kiss you again to ease myself into this and warm my lips with yours. My body rubs up against yours as I keep dry humping you, heating us a little under the blanket with this friction. Groping my breast in one hand, your other goes down the small of my back reaching for my ass. I encourage your wandering touch with my tongue in your mouth, kissing you deeper when you grab my ass. I try closing my eyes and pretending that you’re my husband but that doesn’t work out so well for me.

When I shift a bit to unbutton your pants and pull down your zipper is when I start to realize you’re much bigger than the man I married. My husband has a very average size cock, you do not. The words “Oh my god..” just kind of leaves my mouth without realizing it. You see the look on my face of complete surprise as I pull your cock out and take the measure of your sex in my hand. “You’re really big!”

My blushing brings warmth to my cheeks as I look at you and say, “My husband can never know about this.”

“Maybe we shouldn’t-“

I squeeze your cock, stopping that thought before you can finish it. “We have to.” My grip softens then and starts to lightly slip up and down your shaft. “You’re just.. bigger than my husband so we’re gonna have to go slow. Maybe you could lick me a little?” I blush, “Just to get me ready for you.”

You roll me over onto my back and I pull the blankets up to my neck as your head disappears beneath them. It’s nice being concealed under the blankets with my body heat warming your frozen face. I feel your hands squeeze and play with my breasts, pulling my shirt up to suck one nipple before turning your attentions to the other. I close my eyes and keep the blanket held up to my neck while you tease your way down my body. I lift my butt up a little when I feel your hands eagerly pull my pants down and kick them off my ankles, leaving me in my pretty pink panties. With your guilt hidden under the covers, you kiss all over my inner thighs and take in the scent of my pussy.

Peeling my panties down is like unwrapping a gift when you see my bare pussy. I went to get waxed smooth before our trip as a surprise for my husband but he never did get his surprise. Now it’s yours.. I gasp when I feel your lips brush over my mound and part my labia with your tongue. My legs splay further out, instinctively opening myself up for your mouth to devour me. Your tongue sweeps through me then finds my clit. I don’t bother trying to hold back my moans, there’s no point in holding onto any modesty. You hear the pleasure you’re bringing me as I release every moan you’ve earned from under the blanket. I think you love the taste of my little pussy by the way you’re eating it, burying your face into me like that. Or maybe that’s just your eagerness to warm your face between my thighs? Either way you are licking my pussy just right.

Then you suck my clit and make me see stars, my thighs instantly clamp down on the sides of your face. I can feel the warmth I was so desperate for creep through my core as you make me cum. The taste of my pussy fills your mouth now that you’ve gotten my juices flowing, I am soaking wet. You’re still eating me even after I’ve already came, savoring the forbidden taste of your best friend’s wife. I squeal with sensitivity and try to squirm away from you but you hold my thighs open with your hands and keep your face buried in me until you’re satisfied. You bring me to the brink of another orgasm before you finally pull away and let my sensitivity calm down a moment. Between the orgasm and the squirming you made me do I feel warmer now, this is working!

“How was that?” You ask, bringing your head back out from under the covers as you crawl back up my body.

“Good,” I wet my lips, still trembling from that orgasm. I feel your monster rubbing against my smooth vulva, teasing yourself with my sex. “That warmed me up some. Did that help warm you any?”

“Only my face,” you laugh

I nod, knowing it was time to take you inside me. In my mind I said a quick prayer asking God to forgive me for this affair, then looked up at you to say “Okay, you can put it in. Just.. be gentle?”

You take your member in hand and press the fat head of your cock between my pussy lips, up to my entrance. Looking me in the eyes for permission just once more before you break my vows. I wet my lips and tell you to “Do it.”

My breath catches in my throat when I feel your head suddenly push inside. It’s a tight, tight squeeze but you make my lil hole stretch to fit. Just the head of your cock popping in made me gasp, now I’m holding my breath with a surprised look on my face as I feel you slowly slide your entire length into me. You’re so big I feel like I’m losing my virginity all over again. You’re gentle enough with how slow you’re sinking it into me but my jaw drops as I feel you enter a depth that my husband cannot. A loud squeal flies from my held breath when you bottom out and show me my limit, filling me completely stretched around you. You hold yourself still there deep inside, giving my body a minute to adjust. With head of your cock pressed up against my cervix, I have never felt so thoroughly filled before.

“Holy shit,” I say after recovering from you taking my breath away. “I can feel you in my guts!” You grin at that and start to rock your hips slowly, watching the pleasured look on my face staring up at you. My hand goes to the back of your head and I pull you down to kiss while you fuck me. Our lips meet in this moment of passion and our guilt reaches a new peak as we feel ourselves betraying my husband all the more. My legs curl around you and I break our kiss, looking into your eyes, “Please fuck me.”

Drawing your hips back, you thrust and plow yourself into me. My hands go to your back and dig their nails into your skin, moaning as you give me what I asked for. You beat a rhythm between my thighs that makes my toes curl. I feel thoroughly filled, you’re bottoming out in me with every thrust. The head of your cock is bumping against my cervix. Mixing just a tiny bit of pain with my pleasure, you fill my pussy up and give it that little ache nice and deep that I’ve never felt before. I dig my nails into your back and it only encourages you to fuck me harder, my moans are becoming so loud help might find us.

Through gritted teeth I tell you to, “Fuck me.. fuck me.. fuck my married pussy!”

It shocks both us to hear that come out of me, I don’t know where that came from. Was I really getting excited to cheat on my husband with you? I give you a wide eyed ‘oops’ look, blushing from the words I blurted out but the look your face gets even more excited. You take one leg and throw it over your shoulder before pounding yourself deep into me. You growl at me to “Say it again.”

“No..” I shake my head so ashamed that I said it the first time.

You kiss my lips hard then insist, “Say it again.. Tell me!”

I groan out as I feel you push hard, purposefully hitting cervix as you insist. You bottom out with an extra hard push to grind yourself into me, punishing my pussy with your cock until I give in. My face turns beat red when I give you what you want and more, “Fuck my married pussy! Fuck it like you want it! Oh god.. yes yes! Just like that.. Yeah, you’re breaking my vows with your cock. That’s his pussy.. That’s my husband’s pussy you’re fucking.. You can’t have this, it belongs to him. ..oh god! Fuck.. yes, take it! Take it and fuck me loose!”

My face scrunches and I suddenly get extra tight, my walls squeezing hard around you as I start to scream. You’re buried to the root inside me when I squeeze you like this and it’s too much sensation for you to hold back. I am cumming hard on your cock with my legs keeping you trapped to me. You don’t have any choice, especially not with my nails still dug into your back. The sound of your moan and sudden spurt of heat I feel shooting inside me makes my eyes go wide with fear as I realize you’re cumming inside of me. You’re holding me tight, pinning me underneath of you and unloading everything you got. My heart races but it’s too late to stop you, that damage is done. All I can do is lay there and whimper as you finish seeding my fertile womb.

I’m basically in shock, ashamed of what we just did and that worst of all I got carried away and let you cum inside me. You keep me plugged up with your cock while you kiss my lips over and over, not noticing how I’m not really kissing you back until your softening cock slips free. I feel a little flow of your seed escape and drip down into the crack of my ass. Bursting into tears, I cry “Oh my god, what have we done??”

You hold me close and run your fingers through my hair soothingly, “We did what we needed to stay alive.” There was no question about it, we were both significantly warmer now. Comfortable even. And we stayed that way for a long time as long we held each other close with our body heat trapped under our layers of blankets.

Our situation looked grim the following morning, we were snowed in. The only good news was I had a granola bar tucked away in my coat pocket, we split that for lunch midday and scooped snow when we grew thirsty. When I had to go pee you found a bucket for me. I made you sing the national anthem while I went so you wouldn’t hear my pee hitting the bucket but it was acoustically loud and embarrassing. We’re freezing cold at this point and have to resort to our only means of getting warm again, only now we’re going have to do it in the light of day.

I’m so ashamed when we both start shivering under the blankets.. I know you want to touch me to get warm again but you’re afraid to without me telling you to first and I feel too guilty to give you that permission so readily. I make us both wait and suffer in silence under the blankets. I wait until the cold makes us desperate. It’s the least I can do for my husband who’s probably worried sick about us both disappearing. We’re cuddled up close when your arms hug around me and rub my back for warmth. The whole time you’re trying to platonically warm me up with your hands I can feel your body shiver worse than mine. I can’t look you in the eye, not in broad daylight, as you feel my hand undo your jeans and slip inside. “I need to warm your body,” explaining my actions mostly to assuage my guilt, “You’re freezing.”

I keep my eyes closed with my head resting on your shoulder as my hand teases your cock out of your pants and starts to stroke. You breath a sigh of relief as you whisper, “Thank you” under your breath and focus on my touch. My hand is cold at first but the heat from your cock soon fixes that the more I stroke, up and down at a nice even pace. Not too fast.. but not that slow.

“I’m only doing this to keep us warm,” I keep softly stroking you, “I’m never going to sleep with you again if we make it out of this.”

“I know” You moan, “but damn it feels good!”

I stop stroking you long enough to get your attention and look at me, there’s a very serious look in my eyes. “He can never know. I mean it.”

You nod, “I promise, I’ll never say a word.”

My head disappears under the blankets and you soon feel the chill caress of my face against your sex, teasing you while warming myself up a little. My hand holds your member pressed to me while I rub my soft chilly cheeks up and down your length. I’m pretty much jerking you off with my face. I warm my other hand up with your balls and hold them in my palm as the softness of my face rubs all over you. My hand squeezes your balls a little, keeping them snug in my grip while my lips begin to leave a trail of kisses. Under the blanket I can hide my shame from the world as I appreciate your cock up close. It’s so fucking perfect.. I feel terrible for finding myself wishing that my husband’s cock was like yours.

My lips map every inch of you while paying special attention to your tip, brushing my bottom lip back and forth over it before kissing my way back down to your balls. I take them into my mouth one at a time and suck on them in turn while my hand strokes your cock. You moan while I play and wonder if you’ll ever be able to look my husband in the eye either knowing I kiss him with those dirty lips that have been all over you. My warm wet tongue swirls over your balls before slowly sweeping up from your stem to your tip. You feel my breath hot on the head of your cock just before my mouth pulls you in and I suck you down. I can only go down a little before I start to gag, you’re too big for me to deep throat. My hand jerks the remaining length up to meet my lips bobbing down. I thoroughly coat your cock with my saliva before I kick off my jeans and panties to climb on top of you.

Your body is so chilly, mine was starting to warm up some from being under there playing with you. My flesh over yours is a warm relief that turns incredible as you feel me line your cock up and squeeze you in, sinking myself down on you a little. I make a pained face at first, I’m still sore from last night. My upper half comes down close to yours so you can keep the blankets around us to trap our body heat in. I hold the head of your cock just inside my entrance before I roll my hips back and sheath you entirely in the warmth of my tight sex. “Fuck..” I groan, feeling you in my guts again when you bottom out in me. My cervix remembers the beating it took last night so I ride you slow and intimately close with our faces inches apart.

You rub your hands up my sides, pulling my top up over my tits before you cup and squeeze them. Your touch chilly at first and makes my nipples harden instantly for you to play with, you pinch and give them a little pull to toy with me while I ride. The squeeze you feel around your length is very tight and that sensation is riding you slow but steady, keeping you buried deep. You let me ride you like this for a long while before you can’t take the torturous pace, you need to fuck! Gripping my ass, you hold me still and thrust your hips from below, fucking your cock up into me at your own speed. I cry out when you do, experiencing a little pain with my pleasure from your enthusiasm. I don’t mind, it feels too good to care.

My face scrunches up, my cries get louder and my pussy gets even wetter. Your strong arms hold me still on top of you while your big cock fucks me from one orgasm to another. You can feel my juices dripping down your balls, bathing you in the scent of my pussy. My squeeze around you is only getting tighter the harder you make me cum but you’re holding yourself back and fuck me through this sensation as long as you can. However all good moments must come to an end, eventually your need for release is too great. You push down on my hips and thrust your cock all the way into me, making me scream out my third climax in a row. Your moans get loud but they’ll never rival my own. Buried to the hilt, I feel your cock swell inside me and hot spurts of your seed shoot deep. My body shakes on top of you as you fill me up with every drop I helped you brew in those balls.

When you release your grip on my ass I collapse on top of you with your dick still inside me. You came as hard as I did it seems. You shot a really heavy load, I can feel some of it dripping out of me around your softening cock. I was going to finish you off with my hands but you had cum inside me yet again. I guess after I didn’t say anything after the first accident you must’ve figured I’m on the pill. I’m not. You hold me close for a while like this before you feel me shiver a little, nervous of what the future may bring. When you ask if I’m alright, I blush a little and say “My back is kind of chilly.”

“No problem,” you grin, “I can fix that. Lay on your stomach.”

“Um.. okay?”

I thought you were going to give me a back massage when you got on top of me from behind and start caressing your way down my back but you kept going and disappeared under the blanket.

“..?? ..Oh my god!” I gasp with total surprise when I feel your hands spread my butt cheeks and your wet tongue touch down on my asshole. “Oh my god, what are you doing?”

“Do you like it?” your voice comes muffled from under the blankets before I feel your tongue circle my tightest hole.

“Yeah but.. that’s dirty!” I blush, “You don’t wanna lick me there.”

“Yes I do!” and you bury your face between my cheeks to make a point, doing your best to dig your tongue up my ass.

I squeal and squirm but your strong hands hold my ass still with my cheeks splayed wide. “Stop.. stop,” I protest with little conviction, “My husband doesn’t even lick me there!”

“Why not? I would eat your ass all day.” And your mouth goes right back to work, circling my filthy hole. I think back to some of the times you’ve seen me in my bikini at the beach and wonder if you were staring at my ass behind your sunglasses and fantasizing about this moment. You’re so enthusiastic with your tongue there’s no way you never at least thought about eating my ass before.

It does feel nice so I stop complaining and let you lick me there if that’s what you enjoy, I won’t complain. The sensation is kind of relaxing so I just go with it. That is until after a good while when I’m all relaxed, I feel your finger tease over my asshole. “Uh.. what are you doing? I thought you were just going to eat my ass.”

“Shh.. just relax..” you say from under the blanket and you slide your finger into me without warning.

I squeal, instinctively clamping my sphincter muscle down on you. It’s incredibly warm and tight in there, just feeling it around your finger makes your cock stiff as a rock. “Relax.. it only hurts if you tense up like that. You can take a little finger in your ass, can’t you?”

“That’s not your little finger!” I groan out but do as you say, willfully stopping myself from tensing up. I gradually relax again, enough for you to move your finger and it be a little pleasurable for me. You’re very gentle and patient with my ass, training it with your fingers and tongue for quite some time. Until you crawl up from under the blankets and mount me from behind. You’ve got me pinned underneath of you with my back against your chest. I spread my legs a little and feel you enter my pussy from behind. You pull my hair to bend my head back a little and growl in my ear, “Lube my cock up you lil slut” as you fuck me. “I’m gonna fuck that juicy pussy until you make me glisten.”

I tremble from your unexpected dirty talk. Part of me hears it and gets all submissive inside, thinking like ‘Mm yes daddy.. take that slutty pussy. I’m a bad girl’. Another part of me hears it and thinks ‘I am a slut for cheating on my husband, I’m a slut for enjoying this!’ My confusing emotions are very torn. My pussy does feel very wet inside.. though a good bit of that is the huge load you shot earlier. You’re giving it to me like that from behind for a bit until you pull out and raise my hips up a little. I thought you were shifting for better positioning but then I feel you press the head of your cock to my asshole.

“Wrong hole! Wrong hole!” I quickly say but then I realize with dread that this is exactly the hole you have been so patiently preparing.

I try my best not to tense up but I still scream when you hold me down and sink your cock very slowly up my virgin ass. My face burns bright with shame as I realize you just took my anal virginity, something my husband has been begging for but I’ve always been too timid to give him. I had no idea this is what you were leading up to! I should have known.. but it’s too late now. I whine louder the deeper you slowly squeeze it up my ass until my whine changes pitch, “You gotta relax,” you say, “You’re tensing up again.”

“I’ve never done this before,” I cry out, “I’m a butt virgin!”

I can actually feel your dick get even harder when you hear me admit that you just took my butt cherry and it deepens my shame. “Seriously?”

“Yes, seriously.” I whimper, trying to focus on relaxing myself around your huge member. “I’ve never had anything in my ass until now.”

Hearing my confession makes you treat me extra gentle, making sure my body has all the time I need. It takes so long but you have all the patience I need before you’re able to really fuck my ass. I’m so incredibly warm and tight around your cock, it’s hard for you not to cum right away. The slowness of your pace is for your benefit as much as it is for my own, you really want me to take it all before you cum. I’m squealing underneath you when I feel you thrust deeper inside, spearing your cock up my ass. My muscles are squeezing around you, I can’t help but tense up some when you’re this deep! You ask if I want you to stop but I shake my head no, I can take it. I want to take it now that it’s already inside me. “Fuck me,” I whimper, “Fuck my filthy asshole!”

Keeping the blankets wrapped close around us, you thrust your hips harder and sink your cock to the root. I cry out and tense up but you hold me still and soothe me to relax before you start thrusting again, making my butt cheeks jiggle with your impacts. I feel so full when you’re in me this deep, it leaves a terrible absence when you pull back. “I need you to fill my ass!” I plead, “Stuff me with your big fucking cock!”

You moan in response and roll your hips harder, pounding my ass the way my husband only been able to fantasize about. I feel filthy that it turns me on this way but I start taunting you to, “Break my ass in before my husband! Fuck it loose, he won’t know the difference. He’s never gotten this filthy lil hole before.. but you are. That’s right, get it! Get in that filthy virgin ass!”

I moan, feeling you swell harder inside me. I know you’re close, you’re just holding back aren’t you? “Cum for me..” I tease, “Cum in my ass, I know you want to. Fuck baby please.. Give it to me.. fill my ass up- Ohh God!” You thrust deep one last time and hold yourself there when I hear you loudly moan over me. I feel the heat of your cum shooting deep, painting my insides with your sperm. Pulse after deep satisfying pulse, you release yourself in me and collapse on top with exhaustion. I enjoyed losing my anal virginity to you but I’m glad it’s over, my butt is really sore.

Someone bangs on the door and hollers, “Hello? Is anyone in there?”

Your cock is softening but still lodged in my ass and the inside of the cabin smells like sex. We quickly scurry to get our pants back on and you shout back after a brief hesitation. Search parties had been sent out after the snow storm thanks to my poor husband who was worried silly about us. The man at the door was one of the volunteers looking for us, he knew of this old cabin and thought it a likely place we might seek shelter in. He stopped to sniff the air every so often while he told us of the search, a puzzled look on his face soon turned to a look of surprised recognition. My face burned bright with shame but we acted as though nothing happened and the man never said anything of what he suspected to my husband. Our ordeal was over, we were going to survive now that rescue found us. But what would it mean for our friendship? To my marriage? Though no one else was there to know our shame, you and I would always remember.

Seasons change, time passes by.. My husband and I haven’t seen you since our cabin adventure. I’ve been secretly worried that I’m to blame. Does your guilt keep you from seeing us or do you now want me so bad that you must stay away? My husband called you with some crazy news but he wouldn’t tell you over the phone, instead he asks to see you in person. It’s been months, normally the two of you are inseparable. My husband is excited when you show up and invites you inside. The two of you chit chat for a bit before you ask him what the big news is? My husband calls out my name, shouting that you’ve arrived. That’s when I walk out of the bedroom and we see each other for the first time since. I’m wearing a maternity dress and my belly is swollen up like a beach ball, I look like I could go into labor any day. It’s been about nine months since our cabin vacation. Your face blushes with guilt and mine looks away as my husband excitedly tells you the news.. “We’re having a baby!”

(Give this story a heart if you wish you were stuck in a cabin with me 😘 hehe)

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