her. She caught him taking in her youthful figure as she took off her jacket, and momentarily, she wondered if the outing wasn't as innocent as she'd been assuming. But it was just a passing thought.
She herself took a look at him as he got up to go to the bar for beers.
'Here we go. And are they cold!' he said, coming from the bar with six bottles. Behind him, Matt struggled with the glasses.
Jane missed her morning coffee, but it was fun to have beer for a change. She also got a kick out of having Larry open her beer and light cigarettes for her, knowing as she did that Matt couldn't help but notice. Meanwhile, all the men were halfway through their third round when she had just finished off her first.
'I don't know about you guys,' Jeff Allen said, 'but I'm anxious to get back on the road and to the cabin. Why don't we pick up some more beer and food in a grocery store, then we can really relax when we get to the cabin.'
'That's fine with me,' Mona said. 'But let me and Jane go to the store, and the rest of you can get something at the liquor store. I can't drink this stuff,' she pushed the glass away in distaste.
'Okay,' Matt finished off his beer. 'But meet us back at the car in the parking lot.'
They crossed the street to the grocery, and Mona's eyes flashed in an amused way. 'Isn't Nancy sweet? I can hardly wait to see what happens to her as the evening progresses.
'What do you mean by that?' Jane shuddered at the new, salacious tone in Mona's voice. 'I'm not getting involved in something… wild. If there's something like that involved you can just count me out!'
Mona's only answer was a wink as they went into the store. Jane stood on the side, feeling uneasy and suspicious as Jane ordered cold cuts and beer, and flirted with the owner. She wasn't so concerned about Matt now as what would happen at the party.
Jane let the subject slip from her mind as the group made their way to the car, then were back on Highway 1 leading toward the cabin.
It was a short distance up the road from the store and Jane's watch read two o'clock in the afternoon when they arrived. It was a small modernistic chalet, A-frame, all glass and jutting eaves and sun decks, located on the side of a mountain in a beautiful woodland setting. When they'd piled out of the car, Jane looked toward the woods, and couldn't see any other houses in either direction.
Larry said, 'Here, you women take the groceries inside. Here's the key. We'll bring the other stuff and lock up the car. Be along in a few minutes.'
Jane and Mona took off, each carrying a brown grocery bag. Trailing behind was Nancy Leyton, who looked as if she felt a little useless. Finally Mona gave her, the key; she ran ahead, clearing the branches off the deck-like porch. She had opened the door and turned the lights on by the time Mona and Jane entered.
'It's really great,' Jane. said, tripping ahead of everyone to lead the way to the kitchen.
'Super,' Mona agreed, and dropping her bag on the kitchen table, went back to the living room to get a better look. From the inside, the living room appeared to be three stories. Two of the outer walls were plate glass doors opening onto the snuck, and a stone fireplace ran all the way up to the ceiling directly in the middle of the room. In her enthusiasm, Nancy was walking around and around the fireplace that was open on all four sides. Jane stared up on the beamed ceiling. The only other room besides the kitchen. and bath was what looked to a bedroom on the balcony that ran all the way across one end.
'Mona,' Jane called to the kitchen, 'this place is great. Do you and Jeff come up here very often?'
Mona slammed cupboard doors and grinned mysteriously. 'Sometimes. Didn't I tell you that you'd love it?'
'Let's go for a little hike in the woods,' Larry suggested. 'We can pick up some firewood and come back and light the fireplace.'
Dutifully they all marched around picking up twigs and bigger pieces of wood to start a fire.
'We can light the fire and strip off in front of it,' Jeff said..
From the flurry of snickers and lewd comments that followed, Jane didn't know whether to take his remark seriously or not.
They all walked back into the cabin. 'I hope you didn't forget matches,' Mona teased from where she sat on the apron of the fireplace.
Larry pulled her gently away from the apron. 'I've not only got matches, Mona, I've got something better.' He took a can of charcoal lighter from a bureau and set it on the stone mantle. Then he and the other two men began arranging the wood in a pile. 'Okay, everybody, stand back. When this goes off, you don't want to be too close to it!'
He poured the charcoal lighter over the piled wood, soaking it and moved a lit match under the pile. A brilliant orange fire roared up immediately, licking out over the apron so that everyone jumped further back in surprise.
'It's magnificent,' Nancy cried, impressed. 'This will be about our first fire of the summer.'
'Why don't you get the drinks, Mona,' Jeff said, 'and I'll get the food started.'
The late afternoon lunch was a modest affair, with beer and wine and trays of food arranged on the floor by the fireplace.:
But for the most part, no one ate much just nibbled on the food to sustain them while they were drinking. By the time Matt picked up the half-eaten trays it was five o'clock. The group of six had settled comfortably on the rug and pillows in front of the fire. It was warm and cozy by the crackling flames.
'How about some more drinks?' Jeff suggested.
'Sure,' Jane said boldly, even though she was already feeling a strong effect from the two she'd had, probably from not eating much that day. Jeff went around and poured everyone more wine and they all sat back and sipped contentedly. All were beginning to loosen up from the wine.
'God, I'm getting hot,' Mona said suddenly. 'I don't know about you guys but I'm going to take my slacks off'
Jane looked at her in disbelief, but Mona was doing exactly what she'd said. She unzipped the pants, removing them from one leg, then the other, and stood there in her T-shirt and black bikini panties. Her long tapered legs stood out pinkly molded in the warm glow of the fire, and Jane blushed with embarrassment as the evening began to remind her of Mona's strip at the pool party. The dark-haired woman turned and bent over to pick up the corduroy slacks from the floor and the full rounded moons off her buttocks came into view. The panties slipped teasingly into the crevice of her buttocks from the position, and they remained there as she straightened up to take the slacks to a chair by the fire.
'Come on, Jane and Nancy, you're not going to leave me alone!' she said, her lushly ripened ass-cheek giggling slightly as she moved back to the fire and sat down on the rug. 'Not me,' Jane flushed. 'I'm the shy type.'
'Hey, I've got it,' Jeff Allen said; 'why don't we all take off our clothes and lie in front of the fireplace.'
There was a moment of dead silence as the others looked at him in amazement. 'Take off our clothes? Are you crazy?' Mat said. 'You want this to developed into an orgy?'
'Sounds great to me,' said Larry Leyton, already unbuttoning his shirt. 'Come on, you guys.'
'Yeah, then Janie won't need to feel shy,' Jeff joked and slipped out of his pants.
Jane watched incredulously as all around, people stood up and took off their clothes. Every one of the men, Matt included, were stripping down to their underwear. He probably didn't want to feel left out, she reasoned. The three men had hung their clothes by the fire and resumed their positions on the rug, wearing only their jockey shorts.
'This is funny. You people are crazy!' Nancy giggled, slipping out of her slacks. She was wearing pink stretch panties that barely covered the small, almost boyish contours of her buttocks. Taking a look down over her firm full thighs and delicately formed calves, she laughed again at her own nakedness and tossed her slacks over a chair.
Jane was left alone. And never had she felt quite so alone as she did then, sitting there by the fire in her slacks, a blouse and a sweater, in a room full of practically naked people. Well, there was nothing else to do, she reasoned, and began undoing her slacks, pulling them down her long slender legs and off her feet. Her young buttocks jouncing resiliently, she walked across the room and deposited them on a chair like the others had.
She was just lowering herself back on the rug when Mona began pulling her T-shirt over her head. 'Why stop now?' Mona's voice came muffled from under the T-shirt. 'I'm going to get comfortable.'
Right,' Larry Leyton said. 'You got to take off as much as the boys have.'
