Double Booked: Part 1

Let's meet Jeff and Daisy, the lovin couple that is about to meet that futanari y'all are building.

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“Baby. I think we’ve found paradise.”

Leaning in from the passenger seat my wife Daisy lays her hand on my shoulder and sighs. “Oh, Jeff! This is gorgeous! It’s just like you said.”

Emerging from out of the trees before us as we drive the final hundred yards of what had been a long and exhausting road trip was scene from off of a postcard. What we saw through the slapping windshield wipers was a two story luxury cabin built into the slope that descended from here down to the shore of a tiny private lake. It was constructed so that the second floor was level with the parking area on this side but on the other it ended in a deck that overlooked the valley. Across the lake towered mighty snow capped mountains and all around us was miles of lush virgin forest. Once the sun came out to drive away this rain it truly was going to be a slice of heaven on earth. And it was all ours for an entire week. While it was a year overdue Daisy and I would finally get the honeymoon I’d promised her.

“Our own little love nest.” Daisy coos. “Just you, me…” She pats my pocket. “…and your special little vitamins. He he he! Oooo, I’m so excited!”

My cheeks warm with a blush at her mention of the ‘marital aids’ that I had to lean on from time to time. She hadn’t meant it as a slight, I knew that she was being playful and was genuinely excited about having a whole week of just loving, lounging and fucking, but just the mention of them made me feel like I was falling short in the manhood department. I mean, those pills were meant for old dudes not men in their prime like me. As always I let the quip pass.

Despite my embarrassment at occasionally having to reach for a boner pill I was sure glad we’d brought them. If there was one thing this past year of marital bliss had taught me it was that women were HORNY! Daisy had been the one to take my virginity so I hadn’t appreciated before meeting her that a woman’s libido was at least double that of a man’s. I thought it funny how everything you hear in media was about the men being the ones always after sex when the reality was the exact opposite. For this trip I’d been looking forward to the sex but I was also eager to experience the nature, the peace and maybe even finally finding the time to settle down with a good book or two. To listen to Daisy though this vacation was going to be a week of wall to wall humping.

As if to confirm my thoughts Daisy says. “Ohhh Jeff.” Her hand glides from my pocket to my crotch. “I want you to fuck me as soon as we get in there.”

“I’m gonna fuck you so good, baby.”

“Yeah you are. Right there on the floor, bend me over the table, I don’t care.” She starts rubbing my cock through my jeans. “As soon as we’re through that door I want you to…” She bolts up. “Who is that?”

I notice the sporty gray hatchback parked along the side of one of the sheds at the same moment she does. “I have no idea. Housekeeping?”

“There’s no housekeeping.”

“Maybe it’s the host. Came up to welcome us?”

“They came up in that? Over THAT road?”

She had a point. The winding, muddy trail here had been a challenge even in a truck with four wheel drive. That little Audi wouldn’t have stood a chance.

“Maybe it’s just stored out here.”

“Jeff. There are lights on.” Daisy squints against the rain streaming over the windshield. “Someone’s here!”

“We don’t know that. Maybe they keep the lights on for…um…uh…to make the new guests feel welcome.”

“They must have gotten here before the rain hit. Oh my God, our perfect week is ruined. I am going to leave SUCH a bad review. This was guaranteed to be completely private.”

“Hold on. We don’t know if there’s actually anybody here. Let’s just…stay calm.” I bring the truck to a stop and park it. Pushing my glasses higher up my nose I study the cabin looking for any signs of life. Despite what I’d just said my heard had begun to beat faster. I hated confrontation. I hated unexpected complications. And being so far from civilization…I had to confess that I was a bit scared too. What if there was some escaped convict on the run hiding out up here?

“Jeff!”

“Huh?”

“Go see who it is.” Daisy prods my arm.

“Me?”

“Yes you!”

“Oh, uh, yeah. Of course.” Not wanting to look like a coward in front of my wife I zip up my jacket and slip out of the truck and straight into an ankle deep puddle. “Oh, great!” I grumble as I feel the cold water seep into my shoes.

At the path leading to the front door I pause, standing in the steady rain to once more study the cabin. With the drizzle speckling my glasses I could see less than ever. Behind me the passenger door opens then closes. Daisy hurries up to stand directly behind me.

“Come on!”

With a fortifying breath I walk forward. At the front door I pause again and listen, all I can hear is the thump, thump, thump of my beating heart.

“What are you waiting for?”

“I’m…just trying to remember the code.”

“8765.”

“Oh yeah. Right.” Hesitantly I type in the digits, an irrational part of me almost hoping the code didn’t work to force us back to somewhere with a cell signal.

Click

It worked.

I turn the knob and slowly open the door. Together Daisy and I step inside. Closing the door behind us we stop and we listen.

“What do you mean you’re not coming? Of course you’re coming.” A woman’s voice echoes through the cabin from downstairs. “I’ve been waiting for you all day. You said…” She goes quiet. There is no second voice which meant she must have been using the satellite phone that came with the rental. “But…” She pauses. “You’re telling me this now!? What do you mean you’re not sure about us!?” Another pause. “I intimidate you!? Since when? I thought you liked… But I thought… You said I was beautifu… What is THAT supposed to mean!?”

Equally perplexed Daisy and I look at each other. It seemed as if we were listening in on somebody getting dumped. But why the hell were they getting dumped way out here? Who was this and why were they here?

“You bastard! You…BASTARD!” The woman shouts. “I come all the way out here… Yeah! You better believe you’re still paying for it! It’s been raining all day. I couldn’t get out of this mud pit if I wanted to! You said the road was fine! I guess we can add liar to your long list of shortcomings, can’t we? Afraid of commitment, intimidated by a strong woman, selfish, lousy in the sack…”

“Pfft!” Daisy slaps a hand over her mouth.

“…and now, a liar. Men! You’re all the same! I don’t even know why I bother.” After another short pause the woman says. “Yeah. Have a good fucking life, asshole.”

And then the cabin goes eerily silent except for the patter of rain against the windows. Daisy and I stand as still as statues, ears straining for clues to this mystery woman’s activities.

“Go talk to her!” Daisy whispers, pushing me to act.

“Now!?”

“Yes, now!”

“But…”

I startle as the sound of footsteps climbing stairs echo off the walls. Whether I wanted to talk to this woman or not it was about to happen!

Part 2