Chapter 44

It started snowing when Paul and Andi pulled up to the cabin; the sky was slate gray, and the wind was picking up. The grove of pines that blocked the cabin from the wind made an eerie whistle as the wind off of Lake Erie brought damp chill and snow into the “Snow Belt”. “Are we going to get any thunder snow?” asked Andi as Paul unlocked the cabin door and disengaged the alarm.

“I think that it’s too cold for that,” said Paul as Andi stepped into the cabin. “It’s a pretty rare occurrence anyhow.” But Andi wasn’t listening, she crouched at the wood stove and added some newspaper and kindling, then remembering the last fire she made, she opened the flue before she lit the fire, then she turned to help Paul carry the luggage and food into the cabin.

When Paul and Andi finished hauling groceries in from the truck she stepped back, she knew better than to get in Paul’s way when he puts the groceries up. He has a way to do it that makes 100% perfect sense, and any attempt to help just gets in the way. Instead, Andi went back to the main cabin and started looking around. Her eyes were flitting over the cabin, just a simple “Yard Barn” insulated and wired for electricity with a wood-burning stove for warmth. But it was the beginning of Andi’s new life. She brushed her hands across the back of the couch where they snuggled and sat up all night talking and simply touching two nights in a row. It was where they made love for the first time on their wedding night. She turned around and there was the picture on the wall documenting when they met for the very first time at that boring conference in frigid Minneapolis, although neither really noticed each other back then. Her hand brushed the table, where on their wedding night she leaned over and gave him her last virginity.

She felt like her heart would burst with emotion when she walked past the shower where Paul showed her the magic in his hands and his lips, then the sauna where she showed Paul her own version of magic, then stepping out back Andi found herself in the little sheltered area where one goes to cool off after a sauna. It was where they unknowingly and simultaneously proposed marriage to each other. There, in the swirling snowflakes, she sank to her knees and said a prayer of thanks, filled with tears of joy, and asked for another miracle.

As Paul finished stowing the groceries, he heard a familiar rumbling and hissing. The rumbling was the small water heater in the shower heating its five-gallon water tank, and the hissing was the sauna warming up. He stepped around the corner and there was Andi, standing at the control panel of the sauna. Even though it was still so cold in the cabin that you could see your breath in the air, Andi was stripping down, getting ready to use the sauna. She already had her boots and socks off, her jeans were pooled on the floor around her ankles, her sweatshirt was just now coming over her head. Paul leaned casually against the wall and watched as his love stepped out of her jeans and unsnapped her bra, freeing her breasts. The cold air caused her nipples to harden instantly, and she kneaded her breasts, feeling them swell with desire in the cold. She turned and saw Paul leaning against the wall with what can best be described as a shit-eating grin on his face. “I wanted to surprise you,” she said, her hands still cupping her heavy tits.

“And you did, I like surprises like this.” He remained motionless and gazed at the woman he loves standing naked in the cold.

“An honorable man would be undressing right now,” said Andi as she slid her panties excruciatingly slowly over her hips, “and he would be making plans to take me and ravish me before his children arrive and ruin everything.”