The Great Adventure

We went out and explored some trails and found the waterfall that was on the hand drawn map.

“Remember that trip we took to that remote breathtaking resort? It was breathtaking alright, it looked like something from that ghost town movie.”

“Come on Jackie, how many times do I have to apologize? I still feel bad about that.”

I really did feel bad, it was a week long trip to a secluded retreat camp in the Pennsylvania mountains. The promise of an exciting get away with the option of several exciting challenge courses sounded like just the ticket. I just missed the part that all the spectacular reviews were over a decade old. Jackie and I had always been the outdoorsy type with a love of excitement, sadly time had turned that place into something more like a camp of dismal disrepair.

“Come on Jackie, did you even look at the place I found?”

“Of course, I did!” she said in a huff with a cold glare. “What’s to make it any better than last time?”

“Trust me, plus what happened to your sense of adventure?”

“Fine but if I hear banjos or see a half fallen in building as we drive in, I am leaving”

“Fair enough” I agreed.

A month later we were pulling up to an old swinging cattle gate. The camp sign stood over the entrance like a silent guardian, slightly weathered but still acceptable for a remote camp. The crushing stone sound as we drove in and up to the check in desk did little to help settle down our nerves until we rounded the corner and saw the check-in building. It looked clean and well maintained. I heard Jackie exhale and start to relax. A couple chickens pecked about in a small garden plot near a barn like structure. A couple came out the front to great us, I recognized them from the brochure as the people who ran the place. A quick exchange of greetings and then I had the key to our cabin and a map with an explanation of all the amenities they had to offer.

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Walking in the cabin Jackie gave an approving nod as I brought in our bags. It was clean and had that rustic wooden smell of an infrequently used building but also the smell of cleaners that said it had been kept up for visitors. Jackie walking into the bathroom and let out a gasp.

“Look! It is clean! These is nothing growing in the tub or sink. This is how a place should be.”

“You are never going to let me live that down, are you?” I said with a half joking tone.

“This might redeem you.” She replied with a playful punch to my shoulder.

We went out and explored some trails and found the waterfall that was on the hand drawn map. It was good being out in nature again. The smell of the woods, the feel of shade cool breezes and the sound of the playful water dancing along the rocks. There were the remains of a crumbling stone building, it had a danger sign on the boarded doorway. Dusk was setting in as we headed back to the camp, a distant owl hooted and the sound of the nocturnal animals waking began. We arrived at the cabin as the first stars began to shine bright in the sky, it was breathtaking being out away from the city lights. A bowl of fruit was sitting on the porch with a note if we wanted dinner to come up to the main house. Snacking on the fruit the adventure of the day started to sink in as we decided to call it and get some sleep. It did not take long before we both crashed hard.

My eyes fluttered open, the disorientation of waking up in a strange place took a second to settle out. A trip to the bathroom as my brain caught up with where I was, Jackie was just waking up too. After a Danish and coffee, we were back on the trail. There was a cave on the map I wanted to explore. Jackie was never keen on going underground but she reluctantly agreed. It did not take long to find it. Once we entered, squeezing past the boards that were roughly put up to keep it closed to large animals, it was a perfect escape.

“So, did I find a good place for an adventure?”

“Yeah, I guess. You know these old caves give me the creeps.”

As we pushed in further it opened to a large space. It was easy to tell it had been used as storage or living space before. It was that quiet you only get in a cave, the silence that makes your ears strain and the breathing of the person with you sounds like stormy gusts. Slowly stroking my hand down Jackie’s back made her whole-body shudder. I made no reservations what was on my mind as I pulled her close, pressing my body against her. Hot breath on the nape of her neck as she melted back into my arms. Reaching around I slowly unbuttoned her shirt and let it fall exposing her to the cool air of the cave. Her nipples hard and erect in the dim light from out lamps, aching to be touched and toyed with. I took her hand and led her to a formation that could be used to lay her back on, slowly undressing her as I let my hands caress and explore her flesh. My tongue tracing along all the places she craved to have attention payed to. As I shifted and manipulated her body, I noticed notches in the rock. They would be perfect to tie her to, too perfect as a welling of excitement and dread grew.

“I don’t thing we are the first people to use this rock.”

Jackie gave a perplexed then a wicked smile.

“I wonder what evil things are you thinking? Shall I be your prisoner or sex toy?”

All I could think was that it was going to be an amazing week of adventure and naughty fun.

To be continued…?

Come enjoy the wicked fun

”Wicked
 

6 thoughts on “The Great Adventure”

  1. What a perfect place to enjoy what takes your fancy! I think others have been there before and maybe we will learn about them next time!?
    May x;-)

    1. Glad you enjoyed. I hope it stays exciting as the characters from last week and this week collide even more

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