《The Cabin》


 Chapter 1

    Sarah stood in the bathroom fixing her hair and makeup, like she did every other day, except today, wasn¡¯t like yesterday or tomorrow. Today was her fortieth birthday.


    ¡°Forty damn years old,¡± Sarah muttered to herself.


    Dan was somewhere in the kitchen but has yet to wish her a happy birthday. Sarah shook her head in disgust; she had to remind Dan it was his birthday let alone hers. Sarah figured he probably forgot altogether. Disappointed she blew out a sigh of frustration.


    Standing in the bathroom naked felt different today. Today, Sarah looked at her sagging breast, and cellulite pocked butt cheeks and shook her head in frustration. Oh, they probably weren¡¯t as bad as she made them out to be, Dan never complained, however, she still wanted to have an augmentation done. It didn¡¯t seem to matter how many hours she worked out the excess saddle bags never seemed to firm up anymore.


    ¡°You¡¯re still as beautiful as ever,¡± Dan said from the doorway.


    ¡°Jesus! Dan! Why you gotta sneak up on a girl like that?¡±


    Dan chuckled. ¡°I gotta see what¡¯s taking my Birthday Girl so long. I made you breakfast, and it¡¯s going to get cold if you don¡¯t stop touching your ass.¡±


    ¡°I wasn¡¯t¡ª¡±


    ¡°I saw you. It¡¯s alright. I was enjoying the view regardless. You¡¯re a beautiful woman, and I¡¯m lucky to have you.¡±


    Sarah smiled, but it didn¡¯t reach her eyes, not today. She knew he loved her and would say anything to make her happy, but today it felt off. Maybe it was just her being silly, she thought. Some compliments no matter who they come from sound just like a mothers compliment to their child.


    ¡°You¡¯ll be the prettiest girl at school today,¡± her mother would say nearly every day until she didn¡¯t.


    Sarah gave Dan a full body hug and whispered into his ear, ¡°You always say the nicest things. Thank you.¡±


    ¡°Did I tell you that I made bacon?¡±


    Sarah laughed. ¡°You¡¯re the one who loves bacon, and I can smell it. Thank you.¡±


    She turned back to the mirror and Dan slapped her left ass cheek and made her squeal. ¡°Hey, I¡¯m almost done. I¡¯ll be out there soon.¡±


    Dan moved in behind her. He was only wearing his boxers, and she could feel his erection on her ass. ¡°Hmm, what are you thinking about?¡±


    ¡°You,¡± Dan said while nibbling her ear.


    ¡°There¡¯s no time for that. I gotta be in the office in 30 minutes, and as it is, I¡¯ll probably already be late.¡±


    ¡°So be late.¡±


    Dan reached around and started to play with Sarah¡¯s clitoris. ¡°Dan,¡± Sarah breathed out. ¡°Stop. Please, I¡¯ve got meetings at nine.¡±


    ¡°It won¡¯t take me that long,¡± Dan said while slipping his middle finger between her folds.


    Stacey reached down with her left hand and reluctantly pushed Dan''s hand out and away from her. ¡°I¡¯m serious, can we do this later tonight? I¡¯m sorry. Thank you though.¡±


    ¡°Well, I guess I¡¯ll have to take care of it on my own then. It¡¯s just not the same.¡±


    Sarah snorted and reached for her bra still hanging on the towel rack. ¡°When has that ever stopped you? I swear the shower must have an inch thick layer of your cum permanently coating the walls.¡±


    ¡°Hey,¡± Dan said putting his hands on his hips and looking at her through the mirror. ¡°It etches the tiles; I¡¯ll have you know. Especially, when I don¡¯t get any morning action.¡±


    Sarah secured her bra and leaned forward and gave Dan a chaste kiss. ¡°Almighty powerful fire hose! It is impressive but not nearly that impressive,¡± she said while reaching down and patting his cock through his shorts.


    Dan moaned, but Sarah quickly turned and walked across their bedroom and pulled out matching panties from her dresser drawers. When she bent over to put them on, Dan slapped her ass hard enough to elicit a yelp and a handprint.


    ¡°Hey, not so hard!¡±


    ¡°I still owe you,¡± Dan starts counting with his fingers, ¡°th¡ª¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t you dare say how many more you owe me!¡± Sarah said wagging her finger at Dan. In a softer tone she added, ¡°and tonight you can finish those up, but not now.¡±


    Dan blew out an exaggerated and frustrated sigh before nodding and kissing her. His tongue brushed across her lower lip, just the way she loves it. When she sighed in pleasure, Dan pulled away and turned towards the kitchen.


    ¡°That¡¯s cheating,¡± Sarah said at his backside.


    ¡°That¡¯s what you get for leaving me blue balled,¡± Dan yelled back from the hallway leading towards the front of the house.


    Sarah sighed and looked down at her panties. ¡°Damn it, he made me wet,¡± she growled. Sarah grabbed a different set of panties and bra and changed into them. If they didn¡¯t match, Tiffany would notice. That girl had an eye for catching straps and underwear mismatches.


    Sarah pulled out her blue skirt and white blouse and proceeded to dress. Her office manager was pretty conservative and complained if too much cleavage was visible, so she made sure the shirt was buttoned up like a nun meeting the Pope. Her 34C bra helped her with the lie of large breasts. Truth be told she was probably a B cup at best. Dan didn¡¯t complain, but most blouses and dresses didn¡¯t fit right unless you had at minimum a C cup, but preferably a D cup.


    Breakfast was nice. Dan did well consideringthat he rarely cooks. The eggs were a little runnier than she likes them, but overall the bacon was crispy, toast not burnt and the coffee¡ª how can you screw up a single serve cup of coffee? Somehow, the coffee didn¡¯t taste right. Sarah shook her head slightly.


    Dan tried and failed two more times to convince Sarah for a quickie before she left, but Sarah held fast and departed only ten minutes later than she¡¯d typically left the house. Sarah worked for a mortgage brokerage firm in Westminster, Colorado. Her office was not entirely in Denver but within the metro boundaries. Luckily, she lived in Golden and the traffic, although heavy, wasn¡¯t as bad as if she worked down in the Tech Center as Dan did.


    Dan was lucky enough to be able to work from home a couple of days a week; thus his lack of care about getting stuck in traffic like Sarah was this morning. However, Sarah expected the slowdowns and made it into the office only a few minutes late. She doubted Karen, her boss, would even notice her arriving a few minutes late. If you live in Denver, you come to expect everyone will be late at least once per week.Unauthorized use of content: if you find this story on Amazon, report the violation.


    As soon as Sarah set her bag down on her desk Tiffany, her best friend and coworker ran up behind her and wrapped her arms around Sarah. ¡°HAPPY BIRTHDAY, SEXY!¡±


    Grinning ear to ear, Sarah turned around and pushed Tiffany back a step. ¡°Stop it already. I wasn¡¯t going to tell anyone,¡± she said in a whispered loud voice.


    ¡°Sarah, you should have said something before. We¡¯re having a birthday party during the lunch hour. I guess I shouldn¡¯t have told everyone,¡± Tiffany said with a laugh in her voice.


    ¡°You didn¡¯t!¡± Sarah slapped Tiffany on the arm.


    ¡°I did, but don¡¯t you have a wedding anniversary coming up soon as well? Like next Saturday?¡±


    ¡°You better not tell anyone.¡±


    ¡°Hush,¡± Tiffany put her finger over Sarah''s lips and leaned in to whisper into her ear. ¡°Now Tiffany is going to invite you up to our cabin on that weekend.¡± Tiffany¡¯s breath in Sarah¡¯s ear made her shiver. Pulling back, Tiffany said, ¡°What do you think. You, Dan, Bill and I? The boys fish and do what dumb good looking men do when away from us women folk, and you and I can spend some quality time working on our tans by the lake. Maybe we¡¯ll even take the boat out and do some waterskiing if that¡¯s your thing.¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t know, Tiffany. Dan might have been planning something.¡±


    ¡°Honey, what can be more relaxing than a free vacation on a lake while sunbathing nude.¡±


    ¡°NUDE?¡±


    ¡°Just kidding, maybe.¡± Sarah slapped Tiffany¡¯s arm again. ¡°Fine. I¡¯m teasing you. My point remains the same. Think about it. Talk to Dan see if you want to do that. The lake has some great fishing, and very few boaters use it. Plus, you¡¯ve been working hard all month trying to close those loans before the interest rates hike again. Please?¡±


    ¡°Next week?¡±


    Tiffany nodded her head with enthusiasm.


    ¡°Sure. Why not? I¡¯ll text Dan right now and let him know we were invited to stay with you at your cabin. Where is it?¡±


    ¡°North Fort Collins.¡±


    ¡°You have a log cabin in Fort Collins?¡± Sarah asked.


    ¡°It¡¯s not exactly a cabin.¡±


    ¡°Nor is it log?¡±


    Tiffany snorted. ¡°Bill¡¯s family owns a home on Terry Lake. When his folks died, the kids decided to keep it and use it as a weekend getaway. We call it our cabin. It¡¯s a private lake. Only residents can boat on it.¡±


    ¡°And you said waterski?¡±


    ¡°Well, no. But we¡¯ll have plenty of fun anyway.¡±


    ¡°Okay. Hold on, let me text Dan.¡± Sarah pulled her phone out of her purse and sent Dan a quick text message. Moments later he replied that it sounded like a great idea. It¡¯s rare when both couples click, and Bill and Dan hit it off the first time they met. All Bill had to do was mention fly fishing and Dan fell in love. They¡¯ve gone on fishing trips together to Alaska, Wyoming, Idaho, and Oregon. Dan swears that there is no better place to fly fish than in Idaho. Sarah rolls her eyes every time Dan starts running his mouth about the rainbow trout he caught last summer in Henrys Fork River.


    Looking back at Tiffany, Sarah smiled. ¡°Dan agreed. I guess we¡¯re going to your cabin,¡± Sarah winked.


    ¡°I¡¯m excited. We¡¯re going to have a blast. I promise.¡± Tiffany started squealing but was cut off by Karen McBossy asking them when they were going to start "actually" working.


    Sarah sat back down at her desk and let a smile creep to her face. Bill was a fine specimen of a man, and she wondered if he wore a speedo or trunks. She hoped he wore speedos.


    ¡°Maybe my birthday isn¡¯t going to be so bad after all,¡± Sarah mumbled to herself.


    The workday went by fast with multiple coworkers stopping by her desk to wish her a happy birthday. The lunch party consisted of Qdoba salads with cake and ice cream. Sarah heard from a couple of employees that Tiffany is the one who paid for the party, but Tiffany denied it when asked.


    Sarah kept watching her friend as she interacted with all their coworkers during the party. Tiffany wasn¡¯t precisely a flirt, but her bubbly confident personality practically had all the men gathering around her. Her confidence was just one of the many qualities about Tiffany that Sarah envied. Tiffany had a breast augmentation three summers ago and had the perfect hourglass figure with mocha skin and a pert round butt. Although Tiffany was a year older than Sarah, she could easily pass for being in her early thirties.


    ¡°Happy Birthday, Sarah,¡± Jacob one of the interns said touching her elbow.


    ¡°Thank you, Jacob. How are you enjoying life as an intern?¡±


    Jacob smiled and showed off his pearly white teeth and dimple. God, he had cute dimples, Sarah thought. ¡°It¡¯s not what I expected to be honest.¡±


    ¡°No?¡±


    He chuckled. ¡°No, I thought I¡¯d be in an office with old, fat men seeking to take advantage of the next poor sap to walk into the door.¡± He flashed a smirk at Sarah, ¡°instead I find an office of beautiful women who care about their customers and accepting of everyone around them.¡±


    Sarah winked at him. ¡°Careful, Jacob, calling your coworkers could be construed as harassment. Wouldn¡¯t want to hear Karen hear you, but please tell me more.¡±


    A look of indecision crossed Jacobs face briefly but quickly replaced with the confident look that had him win over the position from the other candidates. ¡°Truth is still the truth regardless from whence it comes. My point is that I¡¯ve thoroughly enjoyed my time here in the office. I¡¯m not looking forward to the fall semester since I¡¯ll have to head back to my dusty old apartment with not nearly as much to look at except my fat gamer roommate.¡±


    ¡°You poor thing. I¡¯m sure you¡¯ll find plenty to look at when you¡¯re back on the campus with all those young women. Regardless, we¡¯re glad you came on board with us this summer. You¡¯re doing a great job. Keep up the good work.¡±


    ¡°Thanks, Sarah. Well, I better go pull Jim away from Tiffany before Karen pulls him into her office again.¡±


    ¡°Later.¡±


    As Jacob walked away, Sarah¡¯s eyes kept an eye on his backside. His backside was one of the deciding factors to hire him, not that she would ever admit that to anyone in Human Resources. However, Tiffany spoke at length about Jacob and his possible ¡°length, longevity and stamina¡± before giving him top marks in his interview with us. Remembering the conversation with Tiffany brought a smile to her face and also thoughts of Tiffany¡¯s hot husband.


    Dan was nice looking but had developed a ¡°Dad bod¡± and replaced his six-pack with a keg. Okay, not a full keg, but still he was growing a spare tire.


    "Ben on the other hand...? Hmm," Sarah sighed. She¡¯d never tell Tiffany that she¡¯s fantasied about her husband more than once while in the shower. Not only would Stacey never say anything to Tiffany, but God forbid Dan ever found out that she often thought about Ben while he was fucking her. She could never do that to Dan. He¡¯d be crushed, and it would ruin their fifteen-year marriage. No. Sex with Ben would never happen, and she¡¯d never ruin her relationship with both Tiffany and Dan.


    Am I cheating on Dan just thinking about other men, Sarah wondered? No. Everyone fantasizes, but I¡¯d never cheat or lie to Dan about something like that. But, damn Ben¡¯s got a nice¡ª


    ¡°Penny for your thoughts,¡± Tiffany said from behind her.


    Sarah yelped blushing deep red and turned to look at Tiffany. Her heart beating at 175 BPM and gave Tiffany a cross look.


    ¡°Hmm. It must have been some good thoughts to cause that color of red to bless your face.¡±


    ¡°Do you enjoy sneaking up on people or is it a side effect of being nosy?¡±


    ¡°Nosy? I¡¯m hurt. I consider myself¡­social not nosy.¡±


    ¡°Right.¡±


    ¡°What had you staring at Jacob for the past five minutes? If you not careful, he might take you up on that offer.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯re bad,¡± Sarah said and blushed a little deeper.


    ¡°I am. Hmm, don¡¯t you wish you were that piece of cake Jacob''s putting into his mouth.¡±


    ¡°Stop. You¡¯re going to get us in trouble.¡±


    ¡°Girl, I was born, Trouble. Oh. I was going to tell you that Ben is super excited that you and Dan are going up to FoCo with us next weekend. We¡¯ve already reserved it so that his brothers won¡¯t be using it.¡±


    ¡°I¡¯m excited too. I haven¡¯t talked to Dan, but I¡¯m sure he¡¯s excited to fish with Ben. That man loves his fish.¡±


    ¡°And the fish smell?¡± Tiffany winked at Sarah.


    ¡°Oh, stop it.¡± She glanced around them before continuing. ¡°And¡­yes he loves that as well.¡±


    They both broke out in giggles eliciting glances from Karen which only caused Tiffany to break out in tears as she started laughing so hard she needed to grab her sides.


    It¡¯s been a good birthday.

 Chapter 2

    The week passed quickly for Sarah. Tiffany and her talked nearly every day about what to pack, wear and bring. They had lunch together as usual but rather than talking about work; they spoke of the lake, bars, clothing, and shopping. Sarah had the whole week planned out in her head as they drove north for their vacation with Tiffany and Ben.


    Dan let Sarah go on each night as she recounted her conversations with Tiffany to him. She knew Dan wasn¡¯t interested, but it helped her feel like he was involved in the planning. Men want to feel like they are in charge, so the Sarah did her part at informing Dan of the three W¡¯s (when, where, and what.) Regardless of his level of interest, both Dan and Sarah were happy when Friday night came, and  Sarah loaded up the car.


    ¡°Do you want me to help?¡± Dan asked.


    ¡°No. The last time I let you pack the car, you didn¡¯t have any shirts to wear.¡±


    ¡°ONE TIME! It was just one time, and maybe I wanted new shirts and did it on purpose.¡±


    ¡°Keep telling yourself that, Honey. What about the time you left the airline tickets on the kitchen counter, and we didn¡¯t realize you forgot them until we were halfway to Kansas City?¡±


    ¡°Hey now. Play nice. I was 24 years old. I¡¯m a changed man,¡± Dan said holding up his hands in surrender.


    ¡°Changed,¡± Sarah snorted. ¡°Okay, believe what you want, but I¡¯m still packing the car. You can be helpful and bring the bags from out of the bedroom.¡±


    ¡°I can do that. Did you pack the¡ª¡±


    ¡°Of course,¡± Sarah interrupted.


    ¡°Of course you brought Bob.¡±


    Bob was the name Sarah used for every sex toy she ever purchased since she was in High School. Bob fucked her when she was sad, lonely, horny, and¡ªwell, Bob even fucked her when Dan wasn¡¯t adequate to complete the work. The ¡°Bob¡± that Dan alluded to was her new Sybian. Sarah let it slip once to Tiffany that she owned a Sybian and Tiffany insisted that she brings it and let her try it out. After getting over the embarrassment and having someone know you own one, she reluctantly agreed to bring it along. If for nothing else, it¡¯d give her something to do after Dan does her. He never lasted as long as Sarah needed.


    Traffic leaving Denver metro on any day is a significant pain in the ass, but today being Friday didn¡¯t make it any easier. It seemed like everyone was trying to leave town for one last Summer vacation. August weather is funny in that it¡¯s typically hot in early August and cold by the last day of the month. Sarah loved August in Colorado and often thought it was the perfect month. Not too hot and not too cold.


    ¡°The fishing should be great this time of the year,¡± Ben said breaking Sarah out of her memories.


    ¡°Hmm?¡±


    ¡°I said that the fishing should be great. What were you thinking about?¡±


    ¡°Ben,¡± Sarah said absentmindedly.


    ¡°Ben?¡± Dan asked.


    ¡°What?¡±


    ¡°You said you were thinking about Ben.¡±


    ¡°No, I didn¡¯t?¡±


    Dan chuckled. ¡°I¡¯m pretty sure that¡¯s what you said.¡±


    ¡°Well, if I did I meant to say, Tiffany and Ben. I don¡¯t remember the last time we hung out for anything other than a quick dinner.¡±


    ¡°Ben and I go fishing every year.¡±


    ¡°Yes. I know that. I meant as a couple. They''re always busy.¡±


    ¡°Doing what?¡±


    ¡°Dance clubs mostly.¡±


    ¡°Ben dances?¡±


    ¡°Yes, you flat-footed ape, he dances. You used to dance.¡±


    ¡°Well, I was trying to get into your pants back then,¡± Dan said with a smirk as he glanced across at her.


    ¡°It still would be nice if you tried to impress me again. That used to be fun,¡± Sarah said with an edge of disappointment in her voice.


    ¡°Hey. I was kidding. It¡¯s just¡ªjust not something I enjoyed all that much. I¡¯m not that coordinated, and I always felt like a fool.¡±


    ¡°I know. I¡¯m being silly. Tiffany always talks about them going to this club or that club.¡±


    ¡°If it¡¯s that important to you, maybe we should¡­I don¡¯t know. Go someday? I could try.¡±


    Sarah looked at Dan in surprise. They stopped going dancing shortly after they got engaged and Dan has always turned her down on any suggestions go hit up a club.


    ¡°Really?¡±


    ¡°Yeah. I can try and not step on too many toes.¡±


    ¡°We could take lessons?¡±


    ¡°Don¡¯t push your luck,¡± Dan chuckled. ¡°You¡¯ve got me to cave and say I¡¯d try finally. You didn¡¯t get me to agree to lessons.¡±


    ¡°Thank you. I¡¯m excited. I¡¯ll tell Tiffany that we can go with them one day? What do you say?¡±


    ¡°Umm.¡±


    ¡°I love you,¡± Sarah said. ¡°Thank you.¡±


    Dan found he couldn¡¯t think of anything to say and resorted to watching traffic out the window. Luckily for him, Sarah turned on the radio and started singing to Tim McGraw¡¯s latest hit. He tried to think of a way out of this agreement but found his loopholes were closed. Damn.The story has been taken without consent; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.


    Traffic never improved until they passed the Harmony exit in Fort Collins. Sixty miles of traffic, two accidents and nearly two hours of driving from Golden and they still had another 20 minutes to Terry Lake.  When the Mulberry exit finally came into view, Dan let out a massive sigh of relief.


    ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± Sarah asked.


    ¡°Nothing. I¡¯m just glad to get out of this damn traffic.¡±


    ¡°You¡¯d think they¡¯d do something about it. Tiffany said the couple that owns the house down the road from the cabin makes that drive every day.¡±


    Dan shook his head in disbelief.


    ¡°It¡¯s true. They came from California and said it¡¯s half as long as his old commute. Plus, he leaves at 4 a.m and get¡¯s off at 2 pm from the school district.¡±


    ¡°Which school?¡±


    ¡°He¡¯s the head of IT for Denver Schools. He must make a lot of money because Tiffany said his house is at least 10,000 square feet.¡±


    ¡°Or he sold a house in California and bought a nice house here.¡±


    ¡°True. I forgot about that.¡±


    Google maps took them on some back roads thus bypassing downtown, and they finally pulled into a short driveway in front of a  lovely looking Spanish style home.


    ¡°Wow!¡± Dan said.


    ¡°Wow is right.¡±


    The front door opened and Tiffany came running out in a bikini top and shorts that Sarah would have killed to look so good wearing it. By the time Sarah opened the car door, Tiffany was bouncing on the balls of her feet waiting to embrace Sarah.


    ¡°Girl! Give me a hug, hurry up! This concrete is hot.¡±


    Sarah laughed and got out of the car in time to be wrapped in breasts and arms. ¡°This place is amazing Tiff!¡±


    ¡°Oh, you haven¡¯t seen anything yet. Come.¡±


    Dan watched as Tiffany pulled Sarah into the house leaving him alone. ¡°I¡¯ll just unpack the car then. Alone!¡± he yelled at Sarah¡¯s backside as the door slammed shut.


    ¡°Okay then.¡±


    The door opened, and Ben came out and shook Dan¡¯s hand. ¡°It got damn loud in there with Sarah¡¯s screaming, and so I thought I¡¯d come to help you unpack.¡±


    ¡°Screaming huh?¡±


    Ben shrugged, ¡°You know how chicks get when they see something they like.¡±


    ¡°Yeah, I guess. Thanks for helping. Sarah packed the damn house up.¡±


    ¡°I hear ya. We came up this morning, and Tiffany had done the same.¡±


    Dan popped the trunk and started pulling out bags and duffles. Heaving a heavy roller out, Ben whistled. ¡°You bring gold?¡±


    ¡°Sarah would think so. That¡¯s her sex toys.¡±


    ¡°What the Fuck?¡±


    ¡°Yah. Well, one is rather heavy. The rest¡­¡±


    Ben laughed. ¡°I hear you, my man. Too fucking bad they don¡¯t make toys for men like they do for the ladies.¡±


    ¡°Ain¡¯t that the truth. Then again, that¡¯s why God made us women.¡±


    Ben slapped Dan on the back. ¡°You¡¯ve got that right.¡±


    They eventually made their way inside the front door with their first load.


    Dan whistled. ¡°Damn, Ben. You own this?¡±


    ¡°Nah, well, sorta. It¡¯s in a trust with my brothers. My folks built it before passing away. We AirBnB it, but mostly we spend the weekends here. This weekend we reserved it, so they don¡¯t bother us.¡±


    ¡°That¡¯s cool. So where do you want us?¡±


    ¡°This way. Follow the screaming.¡±


    Dan smiled and pulled the bags down to the basement bedroom. The house had white bricks throughout with exposed wood beams, a cherry oak floor, and large rounded archways throughout. The game room had a pool and foosball tables, leather chairs and a mini bar. Log accents were found throughout the home giving it a cabin living feeling even though it was clearly a Spanish ranch.


    ¡°I see why you call it your cabin,¡± Dan said once he dropped the two bags strapped over his shoulder and released the bag he was dragging.


    ¡°Yeah, it impresses people when I say we¡¯re going to the cabin this weekend.¡± Ben shrugged.


    ¡°You don¡¯t think they¡¯d be impressed if you said you¡¯re going to your ¡®Spanish villa?¡¯¡±


    ¡°A Spanish Villa in Fort Collins? Who would believe me? It¡¯s easier to say cabin. Let¡¯s get the rest out of the car so that we can relax.¡±


    Dan and Ben finished unloading the car before making their way out the back. The back of the house was all window¡¯s looking out over the lake. The privacy was absolute between Ben¡¯s cabin and the neighbors home. Both pine and deciduous trees lined the house and provided shade in the backyard. A short wooden fence separated the beach from the house, thus separating public property to that which is accessible to their neighbors who might be fishing or hiking. Ben indicated the chairs to sit and relax while he pulled two Odell Lagers out of the outside fridge. Popping the tab and taking a long drink, Dan sighed in pleasure.


    ¡°You keep it stocked with Odell?¡±


    ¡°New Belgium, Odell, Snowbank, you know¡­local shit mostly. I think we have Bud in the house if you want some.¡±


    ¡°No, this is good.¡±


    ¡°Not as good as the shit we have on tap in town, but it¡¯ll hit the spot.¡±


    ¡°Local breweries only?¡±


    Ben smiled and plopped down in the chair next to Dan. ¡°Gotta support the locals. Plus, it¡¯s not bad. Snowbank is alright, but the bottled stuff isn¡¯t as good as a tap.¡±


    ¡°A theme?¡±


    ¡°Hell yeah, it¡¯s a theme. We¡¯re going bar hopping tonight. Have you been up here before?¡±


    ¡°Fort Collins? Sure. A couple of times.¡±


    ¡°Been to the Social?¡±


    ¡°Social?¡±


    ¡°Locals spot. It¡¯s in the downtown district. We¡¯ll hit it first.¡±


    Ben pulled his cell phone out of his pocket and looked at it and put it back. ¡°As soon as the ladies are done with the tour we¡¯ll get an Uber.¡±


    ¡°Sure. Probably should eat first.¡±


    ¡°You feel like Mexican?¡± Dan shrugged. ¡°Good. We¡¯ll go to the Rio and then Social. Sound plan?¡±


    ¡°I don¡¯t know this town as you do. I¡¯ll take your word.¡±


    ¡°Great. I¡¯ll let¡ª¡± Ben stopped talking as the girls exited the house.


    ¡°You have a wonderful house, Tiffany,¡± Sarah gushed.


    ¡°It¡¯s not mine. It¡¯s Ben¡¯s family¡¯s house, but thank you. We all pitch in for maintenance and the decor. LaShawna has the eye for decor, I just help.¡±


    ¡°Well, you tell her she can decorate my house any time.¡±


    The girls giggled and started to walk away when Ben cleared his throat and interrupted their endless chattering. ¡°Babe, do you think you¡¯re ready for me to call the Uber? I¡¯m sure we¡¯re all hungry, and I need a drink.¡±


    Tiffany looked at the can in his hand and cocked her head to the side. ¡°It seems you have a drink in your hand.¡±


    ¡°Damn girl, this is just a warm-up. Dan¡¯s hungry and wants to eat before we toss to many of these babies down.¡±


    ¡°I think it¡¯s a wonderful idea, Tiff,¡± Sarah said. ¡°I am hungry after sitting in traffic for two hours.¡±


    ¡°Girl, I wasn¡¯t going to starve you. You¡¯re already too skinny. I was giving my man here attitude, so he doesn¡¯t think he¡¯s all that.¡±


    ¡°Oh baby, I¡¯m all that,¡± Ben said standing up and pumping his hips.


    Dan was laughing, but Sarah couldn¡¯t seem to pull her eyes away from his crotch area. Ben was 6¡¯2¡± and lean. ¡°If he doesn¡¯t have an erection right now he must have a big cock,¡± Sarah thought.


    ¡°Well, fine, what did you have in mind?¡±


    ¡°Rio,¡± Ben said.


    ¡°Mmm, I think Sarah would like to have a large stuffed burrito. Right Girl?¡± Tiffany asked and touched Sarah¡¯s arm.


    Dan snorted and started to cough as the beer went out of his nose. Sarah turned fifty shades of red before nodding her head. ¡°See? I was right. Order the Uber, Ben. I still have to show Sarah our dock.¡±


    With that, the girls walked out towards the lake leaving Dan to his coughing fit. Ben walked over and started to pound on Dan¡¯s back. ¡°Damn woman is evil,¡± Ben muttered.


    Once Dan could speak he replied. ¡°Does she always tease like that?¡±


    ¡°Always. She¡¯s my evil mistress.¡±