Pick her up (Cabin Wedding)

A couple days later Ken showed up to pick up Amy, she was wearing a tight track suit and crop top with her six pack showing. A duffle bag was slung over her shoulder. Ken put her stuff in the trunk and opened the door for her. "Thank you so much for doing this Jean," Ken kept saying to you.

"Don't thank me thank her," you chuckled, you'd be staying here while they drove hours away.

The drive was generally uneventful, Amy kept you updated over text, saying Ken so far was a perfect gentleman. You texted back saying you loved her.

Ken pulled off the freeway onto a small road, leading to the lake. "Here we are," he announced after nearly an hour of driving.

There was a large lodge on the grounds, with a lot of cabins scattered around. It had been decorated with white all over and numerous lavender bouquets. Each couple would receive their own cabin. Ken had called ahead requesting two queen beds as he said him and Amy had problems sleeping. As they got out of the car they did the rounds introducing themselves to Ken's various cousins and old friends.

Mid introduction to one of Ken's decrepit aunts, they heard a bellowing voice behind them. Paul, Ken's high school bully, stood there. The man was massive towering over Ken and Amy, he was almost 6'6" with broad shoulders and a bulging muscular chest.

"Ken is that you, you scrawny piece of shit. It's been years," Paul clapped him on the back. His eyes turned to Amy and he looked shocked. "Who's this gorgeous women?"

"Hey Paul, oh that's my girlfriend Amy," Ken was very quiet as he addressed the man.

"Damn Ken you got quite the catch. Hey little lady," Paul reached out a massive paw and Amy shook it. She took a step back taking in the man’s massive size. She felt his presence, her heart raced a bit. This guy seemed to be a real jerk.

"Hey," she replied softly.

Paul's eyes lingered on Amy's breasts for a moment before he broke contact, "You as well. Now then where we staying." Paul swung a large bag over his shoulder and the whole group moved towards the cabins. It turned out each cabin was a duplex with a conjoined neighbor. It looked like Paul ended up having the cabin next to Amy and Ken. He opened his up and chucked his bag inside. "Looks like we're neighbors, sorry if I make too much noise tonight. I'm betting I bed down with one of these fine young women, you know how weddings are, gets the ladies going," Paul made the crude joke and Amy looked disgusted. Ken chuckled awkwardly. "Ya I've heard that."

"Alright, alright I'm off to party," Paul waved good-bye and went next door.

Amy's face was red from anger. Ken wrapped an arm around her, "It's ok Amy, Paul is a jerk. The less we see of him the better."

"Easy for you to say, he wasn't looking at you like a piece of meat," Amy blew air out through her nose before heading into the cabin.