Crystal opened her mouth and let the snowflakes drift into it to melt on her tongue. The snowflakes were tasteless – soft and cold, but so velvety on her pink tongue. She walked through the Vermont woods towards the small, isolated cabin inhaling the sweet, brisk air, enjoying the pungent odor of woodsmoke from the cabin and trying hard to adjust to the fact by Christmas she'd be married and the wife of a millionaire.
It was mid-December with many changes in her life in the past couple of months, since she'd first met Gunnar's house guest. Bob Gardner was a wealthy young man who'd been living in Europe and had come home to be struck down by love for her. She'd been swept right along with him, into an intense affair that could only end in marriage.
"I just have to finish my financial business here in New York," he told her, "and then we can be married and go on back to Europe. Paris, London, Rome to begin with. I see us settling down in the South of France."
It was an incredible change for her. All her life she'd struggled – to get her degree, to work in her first computer job, to help her father, to pull off that WestAir thing, and then to flee to the East and go to work for A-C. She'd given not the slightest thought to marriage and children and settling down.
Bob told her that WestAir would be no problem at all. He'd pay them the hundred thousand and his lawyer could arrange a deal where she would be neither prosecuted nor have her reputation smirched by any charges.
She'd quit the Avery-Cascade Corporation and taken her first ever vacation in years. It was ending now with this ski trip to the slopes of the Vermont mountains where Bob had taken this hideaway cabin.
There was a pair of skis leaning outside the cabin, alongside of the door – Bob's. He'd come up ahead of her to try the slopes, and written to say the place was great and to give her complete instructions on how to reach the cabin which was close to, but not a part of, the Greenbrier Ski Complex.
She stopped short in surprise, then laughed. Bob's cabin included a hot tub! There it sat, round and inviting, steam rising from the hot water, the snow melted away from its base and the snowflakes vanishing as they met the upward flow of warm air from the tub. Talk about luxury!
She didn't find Bob at first when she went inside. There was a cozy fire laid in the fireplace and some kind of luscious smelling stew bubbling on the stove. The cabin was rustic in its furnishings, and yet luxurious, with lots of shining early American brass and good wood antiques.
She dumped her gear in one of the bedrooms and then saw the bathroom door was closed. She tapped on it.
"Bob. I'm here." She got an inspiration. "I – I'll be outside in your hot tub!"
"Yo," came his response from inside.
Chuckling, she disrobed. Naturally she hadn't brought a bathing suit – it wasn't what you'd bring along on a ski trip, but naked would be fine. Bob was no sex fiend like Gunnar Strand had been, so after the first time or two they held back. It was as if, knowing they'd be married they wanted to wait. But up here in the woods… all alone… in that hot tub… later in the cabin.
Naked, she just dashed through the cabin and outdoors. The cold air stung her skin. She laughed in glee and then cooed in pleasure as she immersed her body in the hot tub, which was deep enough to take her to her shoulders. Out west those tubs usually ran about a hundred and eight degrees. This one was about ninety in the cold Vermont air, but it was plenty warm and made her body feel great. She sank down in the warm water, leaving only her head out in the cold air. It was glorious!
"Yeeeee!" she cried, listening to her voice echo across the pine-tree-covered valley.
Oh, it was great to be alive… to be free of her problems… no more worry about WestAir, or being caught with her computer antics with A-C. They'd hated to lose her and, in truth, she missed her job, her life among the big machines and tutoring executives. She was going to have to discuss with Bob the idea of doing something useful after they were married. As the son of a rich man, he didn't understand about work, nor did he have much intellectual curiosity. She'd have to work on him to open his mind a little. He lacked in that direction.
She wished Leaf could be here. Crystal had gone to visit Leaf in her Pennsylvania town when she'd run out of things to do and the shopping for her new wardrobe palled. She'd not found Leaf, only the sad young man from New York who'd gone down there with Leaf and gotten himself a job in the local bank, hoping to marry Leaf.
"She just took off," he reported. "She said she wanted to give New York another try."
Crystal had dinner with Leaf's nice but stuffy parents, avoided the clumsy passes of Fellows, the teller, and left the next day.
There was a cry of delight, a flash of nudity and someone suddenly shot from the cabin and joined her in the hottub.
"Bob, you…" Crystal exclaimed then cried in shock: "LEAF!"
"Isn't it great," said her former roommate, sinking in the water, her face pink with delight. "I've never been to a ski place before."
There was no time to absorb this sudden appearance of her old friend. There came another shout from the cabin and a male body hurtled into the tub with them. She found herself staring into the wolfish grin of…
"Gunnar!" she shrieked. "What are you doing here?"
"Bob invited us," he said. "We just got in yesterday."
She hadn't seen Gunnar since she'd taken up with Bob. She thought that was a fine idea. Of course, she owed him for introducing her to Bob…
"Well, now," she said, "this turns my head around."
She felt a little embarrassed. Both Leaf and Gunnar were nude, as she was, in the hot tub.
"I find this kind of sexy," said Gunnar.
"I don't," she snapped. "Where's Bob?"
"Haven't seen him since yesterday," said Gunnar. He began to run his hands over Leaf's smooth, young shoulders.
Leaf's eyes began to glaze. Gunnar's hands disappeared under the water and Leaf gave a grunt.
"Goddammmit, Leaf," snarled Crystal, "are you going to let him fondle you right in front of me?"
"Fuck, is what I was thinking," said Gunnar. "It's great in the hot tub."
Leaf seemed to snap out of it.
"Oh, yes, Crystal. Bob called about noon and left a message. He ran into one of his ex-wives on the slopes and they were going to fly to Aspen for a few days. Somebody he was married to in Switzerland."
"Ex-wife!" cried Crystal. "But he's only twenty-eight!"
"Oh, he has a couple more," said Gunnar easily. "He gets married a lot. A rich man's different from us working stiffs."
"But – but – he never told me."
"Had his mind on other things," said Gunnar. "You see, his folks left him his four million dollars in trust. He got only a small monthly allowance. He was my client on the C-M con. The racket I worked for him – I slipped a million of his bucks out of that tied-up trust fund, using the computer, so he could have cash. He paid me a fee – now the bank can whistle."
"It's kind of neat," said Leaf. "He stole his own money from the bank. It'll be pretty hard for them to put him in jail for that."
"Gunnar, you won't get away with that!" cried Crystal.
"I already have, dear heart. Computer error. I was terribly sorry, and all that. Of course A-C fired me, but at least I got the money to pay off your debt to WestAir, plus a little more."
"Bob paid off my debt."
Gunnar shook his head.
"Bob doesn't give money to women, except as alimony. He wanted me to let you think he paid it, though. He's a little odd that way. Wants the credit without spending the dough. It's a rich man's way."
"I don't believe this. It's all lies!" cried Crystal. "I'll clear it when I talk to Bob."
"I have the name of his motel in Aspen, Colorado," said Leaf. "You could call him from here. He's probably there by now."
"My God!" said Crystal, feeling her future dissolve.
There was a dead silence between the three companions as the silent snow fell down and the steam rose from the tub. Tears ran down Crystal's cheeks.
"Uh, Crystal," said Gunnar. "Do you mind if Leaf and I fuck in the tub? It's great fun."
"Of course I mind. My life's shattered!" cried Crystal. The tears came fast now as she felt the bottom drop out of her life. Of course there'd been hints… Bob's willingness to stay in her apartment, his low sex demands, his eternal calls to Europe, his boredom with her computer life. Still, when you thought you loved someone – and he was a millionaire, and there were promises – but, of course, if he were like that it wouldn't matter if he were penniless.
She folded into Leaf's arms and wept. It was just too much after all that had happened. And to think it was Gunnar's fee from Bob that bailed her out with WestAir! And here was Leaf back in Gunnar's act, and…
She howled and wept out all of her tension from the weeks and months of the New York experience, folded in the arms of Leaf, against that soft body. She felt Gunnar's hands stroking her shoulders and then down on her back.
It was incredible. She got a weird feeling that it was the three of them alone against the world, a tight little company… At last her tears were gone and she swayed against the sexy body of the Pennsylvania girl and felt her loins growing warm.
Gunnar stood behind her now, his stiff cock gently pressing into her back under the water. That powerful cock began to make her feel weak in the knees.
"Gunnar, I won't be fucked in the ass," she said crossly.
Leaf laughed, Gunnar roared.
He lifted her up by the butt and she floated easily in the water. He nestled his cock against her cunt from the back.
"I only wanted to try that once to see what was so precious about your golden asshole," he said.
"Gunnar, you're a prick," she answered.
"Boy, is he," said Leaf. "He's all prick and computer brains, believe me."
They all laughed at that and the three friends swayed together in close lock. Gunnar's stiff rod nudged and nestled Crystal's cunt from the rear, teasing her. Leaf started the most gentle of suggestive belly rubs, pressing her own cunt to Crystal's.
It felt sweet and thrilling to Crystal after all this time without sex. Nobody said anything. They just swayed together in the warm water, with Gunnar's prick oozing up inside Crystal's cunt, an inch at a time. She let him. She didn't even care if he wanted to shove his stiff member up her behind. After all, he was the man who'd gone to prison in her place.
Gunnar started a gentle fuck motion.
"I can feel her belly move!" cried Leaf, working her own cunt faster on Crystal's pelvis.
"You cunt, don't talk about m-me as if I'm not h-here," gasped Crystal. She really felt the sweet cock invasion now.
"Tish, our little Crystal has gotten foul-mouthed, bitter and savage," said Gunnar. "Oh, Oh, Oh." He was halfway up her now.
"I learned it from you, dear heart," she snapped.
But she felt everything melt inside of her. She had gotten bitchy all right. And for what reason? Her mission in New York was a success – her name was clear and her future was free. With her credentials she could work for any computer company in the world – and there were a lot of them these days. Her proposed marriage to Bob had been a fat mistake.
"Folks," she said, "I think you're right. I've been playing hot shot princess too long."
She leaned forward and kissed Leaf on the mouth. The warm girl surged forward and opened her lips for the French kissing, making pleased sounds. She began to knead Crystal's big breasts. The warm water seemed to penetrate Crystal's loins, increasing her excitement. She knew the others felt the sexy heat of the water, as well. She began to move up and down on Gunnar's hard rod while he cried out softly in pleasure.
"You've got the world's best, Crystal."
"You told me that yesterday," laughed Leaf. "Let me try it for a while."
It did not seem possible to Crystal that they could do such a dumb thing, but they started to do it. Using her buoyancy in the water, she floated up off Gunnar's cock and her belly was opposite Leaf's mouth. This enabled Gunnar to bring his cock forward to Leaf's cunt.
Leaf gasped as the big blade notched her opening, and then it sank into her juicy belly, helped along with the young, rich slick that Leaf always provided in her excitement.
"Gunnar!" gasped Leaf. "Heavenly!"
Gunnar groaned. "Baby, don't I know it?"
Crystal was the middle part of the sandwich, caught between the bodies of the other two, sensing the strong fuck strokes of Gunnar up Leaf's cunt. She lifted herself by holding on to the edge of the hot tub to bring her cunt opposite Leaf's breasts. She tried to ride her clit on those meaty breasts of the girl but had no luck; they were too soft, although the feel of the nipples stirred her.
Higher up she went, clear out of the water – and pressed her cunt on Leaf's mouth while Gunnar fucked into Leaf. It was a gorgeous sex lock. The randy Leaf shivered and trembled with all this sex coming her way, with Gunnar's big cock grooving into her belly and Crystal's hot cunt digging at her mouth. Erotic delights flowed up her body from all this contact.
"Oh, Crystal – oh, Gunnar," she managed between cunt sucks.
"You see?" laughed Gunnar. "The trouble with making love to Leaf is, she's always going to orgasm and you lose her. She's like a computer that's always down."
"Come on, Leaf," Crystal cheered her. "Get rid of that downtime. Give us some uptime!"
"I – I – I – caaan't," stuttered Leaf, "it feels tooooo gooood!"
She dug her tight little cunt hotly on Gunnar's prick while up above she sucked Crystal's soft, pink cunt flesh into her mouth and reamed it with her tongue. Crystal began to get that deep sex feeling of truly wanting to get it off. It was further exciting because Gunnar thudded into Leaf's cunt with hot, serious strokes. She felt the trembling joy of both bodies.
She began to slide down Leaf's body again, while Leaf cried out in disappointment: "Just when it's getting good, here comes Crystal to take away my fuck."
"Too cold up there," shivered Crystal, enjoying the return to the water of the hot tub. She sank gratefully beneath the surface and her slick body coming down between Leaf and Gunnar separated the two of them. Leaf gave a cry of disappointment as she felt Gunnar's prick pulled out of her cunt.
Crystal felt herself settle on top of Gunnar's stiff penis and he immediately began to dig into her crotch to find her hole. It didn't matter to Gunnar which cunt he got as long as he got one!
The girl's bellies met again so that Crystal and Leaf could hug face to face and Gunnar could prod into Crystal's cunt from behind. He did so.
"Ahhh, uhhhhh, that's good," exulted Crystal.
She now seized Leaf's face in her hand and began to French kiss the hot little girl, who moaned as she dug her belly against the sexy pelvic bone of Crystal.
"Is everybody – all right?" asked Gunnar, thrusting his cock happily up Crystal's cunt.
"I wanted something inside me," Leaf complained.
"I can take care of that easily," said Gunnar. He reached outside the hot tub and produced a plastic vibrator. Apparently he'd hidden it there for just such an emergency. Hand it to Gunnar; when it came to sex action he was always one step ahead!
Both girls laughed, and then Leaf groaned in pleasure as the vibrator, wickedly humming, held in Gunnar's hand, slid up into her cunt. In this position, she now got the full sex her hot belly demanded.
"Are we going to spend the rest of our lives just having sex?" complained Crystal.
"Sure – that and working with computers," said Gunnar. "I already have a job in London with an English company, and Leaf's going along as my secretary."
"He promised – oh, oh, – I wouldn't have to f-fuck everybody in town," said Leaf.
"I suppose I'm supposed to go along," said Crystal. "As your assistant, is that it?"
"No, baby. As my equal. I've sold it as a team."
"I'll think about it."
"Better make it fast. I've already bought three plane tickets and made three hotel reservations in London. We'll be there for Christmas."
Crystal laughed and shook her head. Hand it to Gunnar. He was always one step ahead – he'd known her marriage plans wouldn't last.
The sex got serious then in that hot tub in the Vermont woods. Leaf would've preferred Gunnar's stiff meat, but the vibrator on the inside and Crystal's rubbing pelvic bone on the outside drove her clit crazy and she rode right up to orgasm, gasping and plunging.
"Oh, oh, my Goodness. Cummiiiiiing!"
To Gunnar the weird thing was that he could feel Leaf's spasms faintly through the walls of Crystal's cunt, which his cock invaded. It was incredible. He suddenly began to melt at his wild delight of having the team together, and the two luscious girls to enjoy sex with, now and in the future. They'd tear apart Europe and maybe go on to Asia and Africa before they were done. Computer jobs were everywhere these days.
His cock got that impossible, golden feeling and he whined in extreme pleasure.
"Here it comes!"
Spurt, spurt, spurt, right up Crystal's cunt, gasping his pleasure at seeding the luscious blonde's body that turned him on the most. There was just nothing as wildly satisfying as Crystal's hot cunt and body…
Crystal felt her friends peak in sex with almost a sad pleasure. She realized that the three of them were a little too kinky to live ordinary sex lives and that meant they were going to get in plenty of trouble in Europe, too, before they could settle down. There were decadent corners of Europe that would probably pull them in, and…
Then her cunt responded to Gunnar's spurting blade.
"Ahhh, Gunnar – I -gooooone," she reported, and the past and the future faded out as she lived in the present with hot cunt throbs taking over her body and attention. After missing out on the sex for weeks, it felt incredibly good – everything was good.
Her friends hugged Crystal and helped her savor the rich orgasm which foretold many more.