Cabin Break-In

People often had the wrong impression of Ted because of his height. His ancestors came from Norway and he was 6'-4" tall and was very muscular from hours spent in the gym, so many people thought he was not that intelligent. His father was actually a well-known scientist and patented several inventions that resulted in very profitable products. After Ted's parents passed away, he inherited their sizable estate, and after completing several degrees, he had the ability to indulge his passion, which was writing books. He wrote mainly about technical and historical subjects, but also wrote a few romance novels under a pen name. In real life though, he was not so fortunate in love. He was now 38 years old and hadn't found the right woman. He desperately wanted to settle down and have a family.

Most women were too petite for him, as he preferred taller women. Petite women were often attracted to him because they were impressed by his height and thought he was a tough guy, which was not the case at all. Because of his intellect, he was not attracted to ditzy women, but some women who shared his intellectual interests were a little boring for him to talk to, as the pillow talk between a man and a woman about astrophysics and quantum theory is not that exciting. He wanted to have a passionate relationship with someone, full of fire and mystery.

He was also not the type of guy who wanted a much younger woman, as he wanted her to have had similar life experiences that a person in their late 30's would have had. He didn't want to dominate someone, but also didn't want to be dominated either. He was also concerned about someone wanting him for his money, but he also found very wealthy women to often be very snobby. He knew he was asking for a lot in these times, when commitment means agreeing to a second date.

Although he lived in the city, he had a cabin in the mountains where he spent weekends. It had two bedrooms, one which he used as a library to write books. It had a large wrap around front porch and was nestled on a large isolated piece of property. Although he was very intellectual, he also enjoyed sports, as well as hunting, fishing and hiking on his mountain property, which abutted state owned property, providing him additional privacy.

Marigold was a woman who was also misunderstood. She was very tall, about 5'-11", and rail thin, with wispy and slightly curly golden colored hair, which fell slightly below her shoulders. When she was in her teens and 20's, she was a part time model, but like Ted had also graduated from top universities. But because of her looks and her mentioning her past modeling work, people often misjudged her that she was not intelligent.

She was a highly regarded professional with a successful career, but she had problems staying focused on any one thing for any extended period. She went from relationship to relationship, never even knowing why she did not feel fulfilled in any of them. She found men to be either too passive or too domineering.

Although she was very friendly and approachable, men were often too intimidated by her height and her looks to even ask her out. Although she was in her late 30's, she still had movie star looks, but was actually very down to earth and was embarrassed if a man focused too much on her looks, and insulted if all they wanted was a short term sexual relationship. Many of her friends and family asked her about her plans for the weekend or who her latest boyfriend was and were shocked when she said she was "highly single." When they interview models you often find they are very lonely, because men often think they have a boyfriend already or that they will be turned down if they ask them out.

Her biggest issue was that she could be reckless, impulsive and not understand social cues. When she was growing up, she got arrested a couple of times for shoplifting. When caught she would just say that she had the money at home to buy the item, but didn't have the money with her, so thought it okay to take the item because with so much store inventory, one item didn't mean much to the store. She got caught for drunk driving and told the officer that she was only two blocks from home, so he should just follow her home to make sure she was safe. Of course, that didn't go over well. She was the type of girlfriend who would cancel dates, forget to show up, or break up with you and date your best friend without a thought. The type who would not flirtingly eat a French fry off your plate, but suddenly decide she wanted your dinner entrée and you should switch with her, even if you didn't like the dish she had originally ordered.

With her latest boyfriend, she had clearly pushed him too far. They decided to take Friday off and go hiking in the mountains early in the morning. He told her to bring warm clothes, since it was cold in the mountains, and good hiking shoes, but she hadn't listened to him and wore a skimpy outfit and lightweight sneakers. They drove up to the remote trailhead separately and when they got out of their cars, he asked her what she had brought for food and water for them, since he had come straight from work. She had forgotten to bring either food or water and he flew into a rage, since she had been irresponsible so many times before.

"I can't take it anymore with you. You are beyond just being forgetful. You are irresponsible and I have to follow you around like a child to make sure you don't break anything. I can't believe you can actually hold a job. I thought we could have a nice day, but as usual you have ruined it. I am done with you. You know the way back to the city, so I am leaving now."

She cried hysterically, "I'm sorry, please don't break up with me. I promise I'll change!" It was no use though. Her latest of a string of boyfriends got in his car and drove off. After he left, she got in her car and turned the ignition key, but nothing happened. She had forgotten to get gas. To make matters worse, she also had forgotten to get a new battery, since the old one was slowly dying. She took out her phone and saw that she had forgot to plug it in. In a fit of anger, she threw the phone and it hit the windshield at just the right angle to shatter it. She knew that few people used this trailhead, so she got out and started hiking through the dense woods in her sneakers and summer outfit, hoping to find help. She soon got lost, but eventually saw a cabin in the woods up ahead and had hope of being saved.

On Friday afternoon Ted was excited to go to his cabin and took the long trip through the winding mountain roads. He arrived shortly after dark, but something seemed wrong. He saw a dim light on inside the cabin and the front door was slightly ajar. He was afraid that someone had broken in and robbed him and they might still be in the cabin.

He quietly took his hunting rifle out of his car trunk and slowly crept toward the front door. He saw that someone had broken a window next to the door and had left themselves in but left the door open. He was in combat mode now, expecting to be greeted by a gang of prison escapees. When he entered the cabin, he saw that the combined kitchen, dining area and living room was a wreck. There were dirty pots on the stove and food had been pulled from the pantry and tossed all over the floor. A chair had been pulled up to the cabinets to use as a step stool and someone had accidentally put their foot right through it.

There was a fire burning in the fireplace and a half empty bottle of his very expensive twelve-year-old bourbon on the dining room table. There were muddy footprints all over the floor, like a herd of deer had held a square dance in the room. He also noticed that the steel box he kept extra cash in was on the table and had money missing. He slowly made his way over to the bedroom door, which was also slightly ajar. Oddly, he saw that his bed had been moved to a different wall of the room and one of the bed legs had been slightly broken by it being moved.

He was shocked to see a woman lying on his bed with her back facing him. She had on white shorts, a lightweight white top, and white sneakers, all of which were filthy. Her slightly curly golden colored hair was also dirty. He noticed how tall and coltish her body was. She was very tall and very thin. Marigold soon rolled over and opened her eyes to see a very tall angry man pointing a hunting rifle at her face.

"Who are you and what are you doing in this cabin?" Marigold cried out.

"I have the same question for you. This is my cabin and you broke into it." Ted looked at her and saw that she was similar in age to him. Her face was stunning but was not the face of a young girl. It showed the character and experience of a mature woman. However, if she voluntarily had ended up at his cabin dressed like that, she was not too smart about hiking in the woods like she was going to a tennis match.

"My boyfriend got mad at me for not dressing right for a hike and I also forgot the water and food. He left in his car and I found out I didn't have gas in my car and my battery was dead. The battery in my phone had also died, and I got mad and threw it and smashed it. I started walking and got lost and eventually found your cabin."

"So, you decided it was okay to break into my cabin?" Ted asked with an annoyed look.

"It was either that or I might die when the weather got cold at night."

"Why did you leave the door open after you broke in? Someone bad could have come in here instead of me."

"I wasn't thinking. I was just tired and hungry," Marigold answered sheepishly.

"You also could have wiped your feet so you wouldn't get mud on my floor. How did you break the chair?"

"I was trying to find which cabinet had food and needed a chair to reach up to the cabinet. I didn't realize how fragile the chair was."

Ted shook his head at this clueless woman. "There was a step stool in the pantry closet. That is where all the food is stored."

"I figured that out after I already broke the chair," Marigold replied softly.

"Why did you leave all the dirty pots on the stove? You could have cleaned it up. It looks like you made oatmeal. That stuff dries like cement if you don't wash out the pot. You got food all over."

"I'm sorry. I was so focused on eating and I was tired. I didn't think anyone would be here any time soon, so I didn't make it a priority. I didn't think."

Ted was getting more and more frustrated with her. "It doesn't seem like you think too much about anything or about wrecking other people's stuff."

This made Marigold feel bad about herself, since this man didn't even know her and thought she was just a stupid irresponsible woman.

"If you just wanted food why did you drink my liquor and why did you steal money from me?"

"I was so stressed out from getting lost that I didn't think anyone would mind if I took some liquor. There were several bottles in the cabinet. I wasn't stealing the money. I was just borrowing it in case someone came to rescue me, and I had to pay them to help me."

"Why did you move my bed and break one of the legs doing it?"

"I thought it looked better on a different wall and I was worried about the sun coming into my eyes when I woke up in the morning."

Ted was now dumbfounded that someone could be so self-centered and clueless at the same time. She didn't seem stupid, but she was very pretty, and sometimes pretty women get away with not having to think too much. "Are you this irresponsible on your job? That is if you even have a job."

Marigold felt insulted now. "I have a very good professional job and am very detailed oriented in my work. I just have problems sometimes handling the basic details of day to day life. I don't have luck with men either. I never find someone who fits with me and no one gives me a chance when I make mistakes. I like my work better than people anyway. What do you do for a living? Are you a lumberjack or something?"

Ted wasn't going to tell her what he did for a living, as she might know who he was, and he wasn't sure what he was going to do with her. He answered "I am also a successful professional. Do you think I am dumb because I am a tall handsome man?" he grinned.

"I guess you can't tell a book by its cover," she smiled.

"Let me turn on the propane heat for the shower so you can clean up. You are an absolute mess. I am not sure what I am going to do with you. You broke into my cabin, vandalized it and stole liquor and money from me."

"It wasn't like that. I just wasn't thinking about consequences. Please let me stay here the night. I promise I won't do any other stupid things. Please don't have me arrested. I am on probation from a DUI and some other reckless things I accidentally did."

"You can stay the night, but in the morning, I am going to decide how to handle this situation. I am good friends with the local sheriff, so you better not break or steal anything else tonight. I still have a few clothes here from my girlfriend that I just broke up with. She is a little shorter and curvier than you, so everything might be a little bit of a tight fit. "Here is a pair of her silk pajamas you can put on after you shower."

"Thank you so much and I'm sorry. The pajamas are beautiful." Marigold took a nice hot shower and was remorseful about what she did and a little afraid of Ted but was excited by him too. Most men were shorter than her and he was tall, and she could tell he was very smart, but he was also seemed very confident and forceful when he needed to be.

Ted was perplexed by Marigold. She seemed very smart, but just kind of clueless about how her actions could hurt others. It didn't seem like there was any maliciousness to her actions though. She also had a certain intensity within her, a fire that he could sense was burning beneath the surface. He felt incredibly attracted to her and didn't know what he should do.

When Marigold emerged from the bathroom. He was stunned speechless. She looked so beautiful in the red silk pajamas, even though the arms and legs were a little short and they were a little tight, obviously with no underwear beneath them. His heart raced and he wasn't sure what to do with this reckless woman, who was also the most gorgeous woman he had ever met.

"Thank you so much for the shower. Can I lay down on the bed again please?"

"Yes, but don't move the bed again. Your worrying about morning sun getting in your eyes ruined my hand carved bed. I am going to take a shower too before bed."

He emerged from the bathroom in his pajamas, drying his thick brown hair with a towel. Marigold sat up on the bed and was stunned at this tall Adonis with chiseled features and matching biceps and chest. Her heart raced and she was hoping jail bars were not going to separate her from him.

Ted had made his decision. "Since you seem remorseful and a nice person, I am not going to have you arrested, but you must be corrected so you stop being so self-centered and foolish."

"How are you going to do that?" she asked with a stupid look on her face.

"Stand up and turn around."

He went over to the nightstand and took out a pair of handcuffs him and his ex-girlfriend would use on each other during sex games. He snapped the cuffs on to her wrists behind her back and made her turn around to face him. She was terrified.

"Get down on your knees." He needed to help her down on her knees so she wouldn't fall over.

"Oh, so you are going to sexually abuse me. Does that make you feel like a big man?" she spat at him.

"I guess it is still all about you. I am sure you always get to dominate your boyfriends because you look like a supermodel."

"You really think I am that pretty? I used to do some modeling, but I am not all about my looks. I am smart too, but guys just think I am dumb because I do stupid things."

Ted pulled down his pajama bottoms and stood in front of her. "I am not judging you. You just need to understand that there are consequences for bad actions. Now open your mouth and take your punishment so I don't have to hear you explaining yourself anymore."

She looked up at this towering hulk of a man and then at his fully engorged penis and suddenly didn't care if he looked at her as just a sex object. She wanted to suck him off quickly to get out of this situation but was also afraid she might enjoy it too.

"Okay, I'll do it if you promise not to call the sheriff, but I promise you won't get any satisfaction of me enjoying this. This is wrong and you should be ashamed of yourself."

She tentatively opened her mouth and leaned forward wrapping her lips around his thick cock as it slowly disappeared into her throat. Many times, a boyfriend's cock felt small in her mouth since she was a big girl, but other times the guy had a cock so big it would gag her. Ted's cock was a perfect size for her, and she started eagerly and slowly rocking her head back and forth over the thick shaft. Her head was at a perfect height to his crotch, so she didn't need to look up at him, which was good because she didn't want him to think she was enjoying it.

He put his hands softly on either side of her head and guided her head back and forth over his cock, which was harder than it had ever been in his life. Sometimes he felt aggressive with a woman he didn't like that much and wanted to gag her with his cock, but he felt sorry for this woman. She was like a puppy who kept peeing on the floor. How could you get that mad at her for just being guilty of sometimes being foolish?

Also, her mouth was the perfect size for his cock. It felt smooth and inviting like a vagina. He didn't want to come in her mouth, so he helped her up to her feet. She was so excited by this man being forceful without being violent but didn't want him to know that. She was hoping he wouldn't see the wet spot in the crotch of the pajamas. "Is my punishment over?" she asked, hoping he would say no.

"No." He pushed her back onto the bed with the handcuffs behind her back trapping her arms. He slowly unbuttoned her pajama top, exposing her small but firm breasts and pulled down the pajama bottoms to her ankles.

"So now you are going to rape me, big man? What a coward you are doing this while I am handcuffed."

"Just be glad you are not wearing real handcuffs in a prison cell." He pushed her back further until her legs were up over his shoulders, trapping her legs and he entered her in one smooth motion. He couldn't believe how wet she was and how his cock slid in easily but fit in her pussy so snugly. He started thrusting in and out and got more and more turned on. He reached up and started gently pulling and twisting her nipples. He looked down and her eyes were closed but he could tell she was excited but didn't want to show it.

She loved how his cock felt in her pussy but didn't want him to know how good it felt. "The handcuffs are hurting me. Can you please take them off? I promise I'll be good. I won't run away."

He stopped thrusting and said, "there is nowhere to run, way out here, and I don't think you want to run away anyway." He gently took off the handcuffs and took off her pajama bottom and top. He entered her again and it felt even better this time than before. She started to meet his thrusts but tried to act like she didn't like it, but she soon wrapped her long spider like legs around his waist and grabbed his ass cheeks as he slowly brought her to orgasm. He shot into her like a bullet, but she tried to hide her orgasm like you hold in a sneeze, so no one hears it. She was not fooling him though.

After they recovered, they laid in bed facing each other. He then did something he never did before. He moved his head down to her pussy and licked his cum out of it and held it in his mouth. He brought his mouth up to hers and kissed her, sharing his cum with her and they both swallowed it.