He had just skied off the steep cut bank and fallen onto the road. He got his skis straightened alongside himself, levered himself up and onto his ski..., and dusted the dry, powdery snow from his pants and jacket. Steadying his nerves, he realigned himself to resume his trek to the hidden winter lodge.A brisk fire blazed in the great fireplace; his heavy woollen outer pants and nylon ski jacket hung from crossed ski poles leaning against the rock face to dry. Graydon lay on a pad of blankets,. While it was fun and sexy to think of her soaking her panties during every class, the real world was not going to be kind to two college drop outs who, had sex all the time, and couldn’t get jobs. So we both put away childish things and regulated our time better, she turned in a lot of punk exterior for her kinky interior. I made sure not to get too caught up in our games. We both worked hard and graduated and got decent jobs right from the start. Sarah had teaching certification for art, but. I was getting hotter by the moment. Soon, our kisses got more and more passionate with us swapping our spit back and forth while our tongues danced to their own sexy tune. He took off my blouse and skirt and left my corset, garter belt, lacy thigh highs, and my new sexy high heels on. Quenten looked at my whole body and said, “Nothing I love more than fucking a woman in her sexy lingerie and heels.” I was his for the taking. Quenten had me get on my knees and started directing his now drooling. There were tables and a small hot tub, where a player could soak his injuries away. I was wearing just a towel. She had me lie on the table, and arranged the towel vertically on my middle, so it covered my private parts but allowed access to the thighs. She placed a cold compress on the right groin area and pressed down on it so the cold radiated into the muscle. She continued to apply pressure. She smiled at me. We chatted about the game a little as the area became numb with the cold..