The remote cabin was perfect.
Nestled deep in the Blackwood Forest, miles from the nearest town, it promised exactly what Mark and Sophie had wanted for their fifth anniversary: total isolation, a cozy fireplace, a big king-sized bed, and no distractions.
Sophie stepped out of their SUV and stretched, her tight jeans hugging her curvy hips and ass. At 28, she still had the same athletic body from her college volleyball days, with full breasts, a narrow waist, and long legs. She wore a simple white tank top that showed just a hint of cleavage and let her long chestnut hair fall loose down her back.
“Wow, babe… this place is gorgeous,” she said, smiling as she looked at the rustic log cabin with its wide porch and surrounding pine trees.
Mark came up behind her, wrapping his strong arms
