Not looking good

Daphne looked out the glass double doors looking behind the cabin while sipping her coffee. The scene was quite lovely under other circumstances. The view included a landscape of a sprawling meadow, snow capped evergreen trees, and a sturdy wooden outbuilding or shed. And... a lot of snow that was still falling in big fat flakes. Daphne's optimism for a sunny beach vacation was dropping with every inch of snow accumulation.

Tom sidled next to Daphne with a blanket draped around him and affirmed her thoughts on the matter. "It doesn't look like we're getting out of here anytime soon. So much for sunny sandy beaches and sunscreen." He put his arm around her shoulders. "Let's just try to stay positive and make the best of it, the snow will let up eventually, and these guys seem super chill and generous about us crashing here for the time."

"I know Tom, it's just not what any of us planned or expected. You're right, it will be fine. I just hope we can get some of our bags from the van. I'm going to be a mess otherwise," Daphne explained.

Jo yawned and they turned back to see her wrapping the towel around her body. She somehow managed to make her tits push upward into fantastic towel cleavage. She smiled at Daphne and Tom. Sometimes Daphne hated how Jo looked so good ALL THE TIME!

Daphne turned back to facing outside and whispered to Tom, "aaand we should get our bags so Jo doesn't have any excuses to prance around here naked as a jay bird."

Tom chuckled, "I don't know, it might not be that bad. You gave me a nice tease yesterday after all."

Daphne elbowed Tom in the ribs and he gave her an innocent "what gives" look.

"Im going to see about making some breakfast for our us hosts. It's the least we can do. You should get dressed and come help me," Daphne said.

Tom nodded and headed for the bathroom.