We returned to the cabin in silence. There a dark cloud looming over me; I couldn’t talk to her right now. I wanted Elsie. I always wanted her, but I knew making love to her again would be a mistake. One we could never take back. She asked me to make love to her, but I knew that if I did, she would blame me for it forever.

She entered the cabin and, instead of going to the living room, she went in search of the bedroom. I followed her, watching the way her slender body moved in that dress.

Why were we in this cabin? Why had I invited her here?

A part of me had hoped that this would happen. That was the truth and I was in denial.

She found the master bedroom and walked into it. When she turned to me, there was a determined look in her eyes.

“I’m going to take off my clothes now,” she said and bent down to pull the zip on her boots.

I watched her silently. The boots came off and then the belt. I was picturing her naked already. I’d fantasized about her my whole life. No other woman had even come close to my fantasies about Elsie. Now she was in my bedroom, taking off her clothes, and still it felt like a mistake.

When she started rolling her dress up over her head, I unbuttoned my shirt. Within moments, Elsie was standing in front of me in nothing but her bra and panties. She had the most beautiful, supple body. Her skin was milky pale, and her cheeks were flushed.

I removed my pants and, finally, we were both practically naked.

Elsie sat down on the edge of the bed. She fluttered her eyelashes and smiled at me weakly. She knew this was a mistake too. But we had started it now; there was no turning back.

“I want to be inside you, Elsie…” The words escaped me before I had a chance to hold them back.

She fell back on the bed. Her body bounced softly on the cozy mattress. She was rolling her panties down her hips now and I stared at her body with amazement.

If only she wasn’t this beautiful…this sexy. Then none of this would have happened. I wouldn’t have hurt her like I did. We could have been friends. I could have been the friend she deserved.

Her panties were off and now she was taking off her bra, too. Soon, she was completely naked and lying sprawled on my bed.

I took two long strides towards her, and now I was at the edge of the bed. I needed to touch her.

My fingers clasped around one rosy, erect nipple and she gasped. I pinched and pulled and rolled it around between my fingers. I liked to see the way she rolled her hips in reaction to that. Goosebumps covered her body. She cried out my name.

I got on my knees in front of her and parted her legs. Elsie deserved to be worshipped and that’s what I was going to do to her. I placed her legs over my shoulders and wedged myself between her thighs. I could feel the warmth emanating from her pussy now. She wanted me.

Elsie was staring at me…like she was amazed. She’d propped herself up on her elbows so she could watch.

With my fingers, I slowly caressed her swollen, throbbing clit. She was wet. Sticky juices covered her hot folds. I leaned my face closer to her and locked eyes with her. She was biting down on her lip hard.

With my tongue, I gently tasted her pussy first. Elsie groaned and threw her head back. I wanted her to come in my mouth first, and I wouldn’t stop till she did.

Slowly, I licked her wet, swollen folds and she cried out my name again. My tongue slid into her pussy as I gripped her deliciously soft thighs. She was rolling her hips as she gave herself up to me. My tongue dove in and out of her pussy. I licked and tasted her, sliding my lips up and down her swollen clit.

I could feel her body quivering. I reached for her breasts, teasing her nipples again. My mouth remained stuck to her pussy, my tongue dove in and out of her. My stubble rubbed against her clit and her juices were already flooding my mouth.

“Oh my God! Jared! Oh my God!” I could hear her moaning and I didn’t stop.

My tongue in her pussy, my fingers pinching her nipples…it all worked in careful coordination. I knew she was close to the edge, and soon she was going to fall over.

When she cried out again, I picked up speed. My tongue thrust in and out of her, and with one hand I rubbed her clit furiously, slapping it gently till she erupted.

Elsie sat up, reaching for me. Her fingers tightly gripped my hair while she moved her hips to match the rhythm of her orgasm. She came in my mouth, her hot sticky juices dribbling down my chin. I licked and licked till she fell back on the bed again.

Elsie was panting, her orgasm settling down. Finally, I slid my tongue out of her and looked at her pink, flushed face. Her bare breasts rose and fell while she tried to catch a breath.

“Was that what you wanted?” I asked her and she met my eyes.

“Is that all you have?” she goaded me. Just like she used to when we were kids and I’d chase her to the lake. Only this time, she wasn’t challenging me to a race, she was challenging me to fuck her again.

I wiped my hand over my mouth and straightened up.

“What do you think?” I said. Elsie’s eyes grew bright with desire and I knew I was out of control.