Broken

I smiled and walked through the cabin, deciding that if we were going to be there for a while, I should see what the place had to offer. To the back right was a doorway into a large kitchen. I opened the fridge and the cabinets, relieved to find that whoever was here before had left the place completely stocked with food. No one wanted a situation where there were six hungry and tired skiers trapped together in the woods. It had the makings for a really bad made-for-TV movie written all over it. I glanced out the kitchen window, but it was nothing but a blanket of white, and the storm didn’t look like it was going to be letting up anytime soon. I wandered into the room acros

s the hall to find a bathroom with two stalls with doors. Past those was one gigantic galley style shower room with multiple shower heads.

In the hallway were several doors, but they all opened up to closets and one small area for the water heater. I furrowed my brow, realizing there were no bedroom in this place. I walked back out into the main room where the fire was already crackling in the fireplace.

“Well, I have good news and, well, weird news,” I said, gathering everyone’s attention. “There is a large, very well stocked kitchen, so no one will starve.”

“Sweet,” Jason said, rubbing his hands together.

“What’s the weird news?” Amber was cautious in her question.

“There is one really big shower with multiple shower heads and absolutely no bedrooms,” I said, shrugging my shoulders.

“Well, that’s weird,” Matt said. “This room is huge and has enough chairs, couches, and ottomans to seat like fifteen people. Why would they not use part of this as a bedroom?”

Jessica laughed. “Yeah, we could all comfortably lounge around all day, but where the heck do these people sleep? Maybe it is some sort of vampire cabin.”

“You watch too many movies,” I said. “Seriously, there is a daybed right there that is large enough to fit several people. And then the hammocks strung up in all the corners. It leaves more than enough space to sleep.”

“Who wants to go on a vacation to the mountain and sleep on a hammock indoors?” Austin pulled on one of the roped hammocks.

“Why would anyone build a getaway cabin made for this many people and not put in somewhere for people to sleep?” Amber looked around suspiciously.

I stood there staring around the room, feeling like I had been somewhere like that before. Then it hit me. It was just like the swinger’s vacation that Jason and I had taken to Bali several years back. This wasn’t a vacation cottage at all. This was something way more interesting and possibly even more perfect for my master plan than I could have thought of myself.

“Guys,” I yelled to get their attention. “I know exactly what this place is.”

“What?” Jason walked forward.

“This is a swinger’s pad!”

Chapter 6

Matt

My mouth immediately dropped open as Kristin’s words spilled from her mouth. This was a what? I had heard of swingers, and I knew that Kristin and Jason were more than cavalier about their sex life, but I had never seen a place where the more than daring went to escape and be more than taboo about their sex lives. I had grown up very sheltered and conservative, so the idea of sharing my wife had never really crossed my mind, not even for a second. Was Kristin actually serious that this was a swinger’s cabin?

I closed my mouth and looked around the room, realizing that it, in fact, made a lot of sense. There was nowhere in the cabin that was private, and unless it was just you and your significant other, nothing would be left to the imagination in that place. It was obviously too big to be meant for just two people, so I was now thinking that Kristin knew exactly what she was talking about.

“Whoa,” Austin said, plopping down on the couch and then lifting his hands nervously.

“Don’t be scared.” Kristin laughed. “The place looks immaculate. I would guess no one has been here all season, unless they are super clean people.”

I walked toward the back of the house, wanting to see this for myself. The kitchen was huge, with even more seating at a large mahogany table. Across the hall was a marbled bathroom that looked like it belonged in the resort, not some small chalet in the middle of the woods. There were two, doored stalls with toilets, but to the back was a huge shower with multiple showerheads spread out and benches to sit down on. It was obvious that the entire place, even the bathroom, had been constructed as a shared space for more than just a couple of people.

I walked back out into the main room where Kristin and Jason were talking quietly and everyone else was milling around. Instantly, the image of all of us arranged in different patterns of lovemaking, strewn across the cabin, seeped into my mind. I could feel my cock get instantly hard, thinking about Jessica and Amber getting fucked by each of us, hanging from the hammocks in the corners. I scooted over and sat down on the chair, crossing my legs in an attempt to hide the massive erection that I couldn’t seem to control. Just the thought of a bunch of people fucking like crazy, steaming up the cabin, made me want to get naked and lose all control of my inhibitions.

I loved my wife more than anything in the entire world, and our sex was out of this world, but I was a man presented with the image of several hot women, naked and moaning in the same space as me. There was no way that I couldn’t immediately get a hard-on at the thought of it. On top of all of that, I couldn’t help but admire all of Amber’s friends and how free they were with their bodies and their sexuality. I had no doubt in my mind that they would be fucking already right now if it weren’t such a taboo conversation, especially Kristin and Jason. Amber, Jessica, and Kristin were all incredibly beautiful women, all with their own quirky sex appeal. My friends had always teased me about how I could be around all of them at once and not want to fuck each one of them. To be honest, how could I not want to savor the opportunity to enjoy each of them, or all of them at once, for that matter? The thought made me wonder what Amber would say if she could hear what was going on in my head right at that moment. I wasn’t sure whether she would be turned on or slap me right in the face. Of course, in my fantasy, she would be more than ready to hop on that idea, but wasn’t that the same fantasy every man had about his wife and her hot friends?

I gathered my self-control and moseyed to the back, leaning against the wall. Jessica and Amber walked toward the kitchen, Jessica eyeing my package and Amber winking at me, unaware of the look her friend had just given me. I took in a deep breath, trying to remind my dick that it needed to stay in control of itself.

“Let’s make some food,” Jessica said, walking into the kitchen.

“I’ll help,” Jason said, almost skipping toward the kitchen, smiling big at me. “Well, look what we have here.”

I peeked into the kitchen and laughed as Jason stood in front of a giant cabinet full of liquor. All of the bottles were extremely expensive, and I was starting to realize this was not the run-of-the-mill swinger hangout. This seemed more like a place for the rich to discreetly escape and fulfill their desires. I looked back in the living room at Kristin, who was staring into the fire, and Austin, who was looking out the window.

“It looks like the storm is starting to get worse,” he groaned. “We are going to be stuck here for the night, at least.”