Cabin In The Woods

After a few minutes, he stopped at a cabin, decent-sized. He leads me up the stone path up the hill and to the front door. My heels made an audible 'click sound with each step. We get up to the front door, and swiftly he opens it, and I follow close behind him. I close the door, and notice the fire already burning in the fireplace not far off; Not far away spot then that he has company; three other men. They exchange greetings, and soon one of them asks why he’s late.

He gives an amused grin, points at me, and says, "Well, I had made a quick stop off at the bar to chat with some of my coworkers, and when I saw this attractive young lady, I knew I could not just leave. A few drinks, and soon whatever inhibitions she had evaporated. When I found out she’s kind of a slut, I knew you just had to meet her. I mean, how can I not share something as hot and as willing as she is with the rest of you?"

I saw one of the guys recline then, relaxing before saying, "I'd like to see this . . naughty slut of yours in action. Let's have her entertain us, and then we can work from there. I hear a few cheers, and a few hopes, and find the attention enjoyable, though a bit dirty. Not that I'd complain about the sexual nature thus far, given the alternatives.