Man of the House Ch. 10

"So," Cory asked his mom as he handed her a coffee, "Have you decided if we're leaving tonight or tomorrow morning?"

"The roads aren't supposed to be icy tonight. How long of a drive did you say it was?"

"About three hours, according to the GPS."

"So two, then?" she smiled, knowing everyone in their family had a lead foot. Cory just smiled and shrugged. "Are you going to be able to find it in the dark? I mean if it's hidden on a back road in the mountains?"

"We don't have a schedule, so if I miss a turn or two and have to double back, I'll be okay with that."

"No you won't," she laughed. "You'll get mad about it."

"Okay," he smiled, "Maybe you're right. But you and Erin will be there to keep me settled. After all," he winked, "I have to watch my language in front of the ladies."

"Oh, sure. You're a real boy scout." She shook her head with a smile and took another sip of her coffee.

"So what do you think?"

"I think I'm ready to get this vacation started. The earlier we leave, the more time we have at the cabin. As far as I'm concerned, we can even eat on the way so we don't have to wait until after supper."

"Sounds good to me," Cory said with an excited smile. "Then I will spend the day sleeping and pack the car this afternoon when Erin gets home from school."

He and Michelle kissed each other good-bye and she walked out to the garage while he made his way upstairs to get out of his dusty work clothes and shower up. He knocked on Erin's door as he passed and heard her hair dryer turn off before she opened the door.

"Morning," he said, giving her a kiss and looking her up and down. She was only wearing her bright yellow boy shorts and the necklace he had given her for her birthday. Her hair was tousled, but she had already put on her make-up and she looked amazing.

"Morning, stinky," she smiled.

"You cool with leaving tonight? Mom and I are both ready to get up there and settle in."

"Sure. It won't take me long to pack."

"All right, then. I'm going to sleep a lot of the day, so if I'm asleep when you get home, wake me up?"

"Yeah, okay."

"And can we take your car? If the weather gets bad I would feel better in your four-wheel drive."

"No problem."

"Thanks, gorgeous. I'll see you this afternoon." He kissed her again and she smiled as he patted her rear before she closed her door to finish getting ready for school.

Cory woke up to his sister's voice and her hand stroking his arm gently. "Cor? Time to get up. We need to start packing."

He rolled over and stretched, opening his eyes to see his sister smiling at him. "I love waking up to that face." He stroked her cheek as she smiled and looked away. "You're so beautiful."

She rolled her eyes. "You're still half-asleep." She patted his hip and stood. "Come on. Up." He took her hand and she pulled him out of bed until he was standing on his own two feet. She looked down and shook her head with a smile. "Every time."

"What? I can't help it," he laughed. "He likes you."

She laughed in return. "You're an idiot." She turned to leave his room, still shaking her head.

After another quick shower and brushing his teeth, Cory was tossing his duffle bag into the back of the Forerunner when he heard the thunk thunk of a wheeled suitcase dropping down the two stairs from the front porch to the sidewalk. He pulled his head back out of the car to see his sister pulling her big pink suitcase with white polka dots, toward her car. He met her halfway and picked up the heavy suitcase to set it in the back and push it forward to bump the back seat.

"Got everything you need?" he asked.

"Let's see," she looked up and closed one eye as she counted on her fingers. "Clothes. Socks. Underwear. Make up. Money. Dildos. Shoes. Lingerie. Heavy coat. iPod. Watch. Anal lube. Laptop. Yep. That's everything."

She turned to walk back into the house, her hips exaggerated in their swaying. Cory watched her walk away, her tight jeans hugging her curves, but her red hoodie covering her upper body. His phone rang in his pocket, the Imperial March muffled by denim.

"Hey, mom," he said.

"Hey, sweetie. Have you checked the weather?"

"No. Erin woke me up a little while ago and now I'm packing the car."

"Okay. You need to check the weather. There's a storm front coming in from the west and their talking about sleet and freezing rain overnight. You may want to check and see if we're going to hit it before we get there."

"Does it matter? I'll just drive more carefully if we do, but we' re leaving when you get home."

"I just thought that if we needed to wait until the morning..." she sounded worried.

"If it ices tonight, it will still be icy in the morning. Mom, it's okay. We'll get there and settle in and then it can ice all it wants tonight and tomorrow." He knew she couldn't see his smile, but hopefully his voice had soothed her.

She sighed. "Okay. I'm sorry. I just worry about you. If you think we'll be okay, then I trust you." She sounded more confident at the end.

"Good enough for me. I'll check the weather like you asked, but we'll leave as soon as you get packed."

"Okay. That's good enough for me. I love you, baby."

"I love you, too, mom. We'll be okay. I promise."

"Thank you. I'll see you in a little while."

They said their good-byes and Cory went in to put some food and drinks in the cooler before loading it in the car. A couple of times Erin came down to the living room, talking on the phone as she passed through before returning upstairs. She grabbed the grill lighter and went back upstairs. She came back down and picked up a starter log off the mantle, setting it on the kitchen counter and pointing to it as she looked at Cory. He got the message and gave her a thumbs-up.

After placing the cooler in the car and putting a couple of starter logs, a roadside emergency kit, and his GPS in, he opened his laptop to check the weather for the town the cabin was near. The front wasn't supposed to hit until nearly 1 a.m., but if it was early it would still be well past their estimated time of arrival. He texted his mom. "Storm coming late. Should be ok." She responded a moment later, "Thx."

An hour later, Cory was watching TV and he heard bump...bump....bump from the ceiling. He got and walked around to the stairs, the bumping still steady. By this time Erin was halfway down the stairs with their mother's big black suitcase landing on every step as she pulled it behind her. Cory bounced up the stairs and took it from her.

"Mom called after she got off the phone with you and asked me to pack her stuff."

"That's who you were talking to earlier?" he asked, carrying her suitcase the rest of the way down.

"Yeah. She wanted to be ready to leave as soon as she got changed, so she told me what to pack. I just talked to her again and she said she's about to leave so she should be home in about a half an hour."

"Okay, great. We can leave earlier than I had hoped." He put her suitcase in the car and Erin put her mother's overnight makeup kit and both their laptop cases on top before Cory closed the back hatch. The sky was starting to turn gray and there was a light, but very cold, breeze blowing.

He and Erin were making sure the house was straight for the weekend, Cory having brought the patio furniture into the shed in case of heavy winds, and turning on some of the faucets so the pipes wouldn't burst, when they heard the garage door open.

Michelle came in, calling out, "Am I the only one ready to go to the mountains?"

"Yes!" Erin called from the living room.

"Liar," Michelle said back with a smile as her daughter rounded the corner holding a can of wood polish and a cloth diaper.

"You caught me," she shrugged. She kissed her mom on the cheek and put the wood polish and cloth under the sink while Michelle went upstairs to change. While she changed into jeans and a sweater, Cory added her laptop case and purse to the car.

Making sure everything was locked up, the three loaded up and headed to the mountains, stopping for some drive-thru fast food on the way. When Cory rolled down the window to place his order, he could tell the temperature had dropped significantly as they drove west, and the wind had picked up, hitting the truck sideways in bursts that made it more difficult to control.

After about two hours they were off the interstate and found themselves winding through narrow curved roads and the occasional traffic light when they would hit a small town. It actually did take them nearly three hours, but some of that was weather. As they got to the higher elevations, Cory started to hit some patches of black ice and the light rain that had been falling was instantly creating a sheet of ice on the windshield. He had to stop three times to scrape it off.

Soon enough he saw the gravel side road, which was surprisingly well-maintained, and drove nearly two miles to get to the cabin. Due to the pitch darkness they could not see how the actual cabin measured up to the pictures. It looked nice enough. There was a decent front porch with four rocking chairs on it, and a green metal roof. The door had the center cut out with an ornate frosted glass oval that took up most of the frame.

"Well, here it is," smiled Cory.

"It looks beautiful from what I can tell," Michelle said, Erin echoing her feelings.

"Let's get you girls inside and I'll get everything turned on before coming back for the luggage."

"I'll help unload," Erin said.

"No, you stay inside with mom," he smiled. "You don't need to come back out here."

"But I can..."

"Erin," Michelle interrupted, "Cory's trying to take care of us. Why don't we let him do that? Okay?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"You ready?" Cory asked. They both nodded. They all three opened their doors and immediately heard the freezing rain clicking on the dried leaves, branches, and metal roof as it fell. They hurried to the porch, Cory making sure the steps weren't icy and helping the ladies up to the dry porch. He unlocked the front door and reached for the light switches just inside, turning on several lights in the great room.

"Oh, my!" Michelle beamed. "This is beautiful!"

"Holy shit!" called Erin, drawing a laugh from her mother.

"Dan, you are the man," laughed Cory.

The first thing that drew their attention was the wall of glass on the backside of the cabin. It was all windows with a glass door at each end. They couldn't see outside due to the darkness, the inside light making it more of a mirror than a window. Next was the tall stone chimney. The fireplace was a little oversized, but not enormous. The cabin was about 2500 square feet, Dan had said, with most of it being in the open floor plan of the great room, kitchen and dining area. Above the rough-hewn wood mantle was a giant rack of antlers mounted on a wooden plaque and behind the chimney was a second-story loft behind a wall with an open window on either side of the chimney. The stairs were on the front wall, and there was a hall on the main floor behind the fireplace.

"Let me get a fire started while you ladies find the thermostat and turn on the faucets."

Cory walked to the back glass door by the fireplace and opened it onto the back deck. Right where Dan said it would be, he found a rack of pre-split firewood at the end of the deck and brought in two armloads, placing them in the rack on the hearth. He opened the screen and reached in to open the flu, laughing as he looked through to see all the way down the hall. The fireplace heated not just the great room, but the hallway and rooms behind it as well.

It didn't take long for him to get a fire started, hearing laughter and squeals from his mother and sister as they looked around the cabin. They called out to tell him about the king bed and additional fireplace in the loft, the garden tub and shower in the master bath, the wine cooler in the kitchen and even the lounge with a bar and pool table in the basement.

Once the fire was going and the heater had kicked on, the cabin started to feel like a more relaxed and luxurious vacation spot, especially with the warm glow of the lights on dimmer switches and plush leather furniture. As the women settled in, giddy with excitement, Cory fulfilled his promise of unloading the luggage, dropping it by the front door, where he would move it after he was done in the weather.

He stomped his feet on the mat on the front porch before entering to see his two ladies sitting on the rug in front of the fireplace, sipping wine and laughing.

"Now there's a sight I like to see," he smiled.

"Are you ready for some wine, baby? Or a beer?" Michelle asked, rising to her knees.

"I think some wine would be nice. Thank you."

"Sure thing." She rose to walk to the kitchen.

"Where should I put the bags?" he asked.

"Erin, why don't you show him the upstairs and see if he thinks that is suitable for us?" Michelle smiled, her eyebrow raised.

"Okay!" she exclaimed, walking toward her brother, wine in one hand, grasping his in the other. She led him quickly up the stairs and jumped on the bed, standing on her knees as she asked, "What do you think, Cor? King bed? Fireplace? Garden tub? Can we make it work?" Her smile never faded.

"Wow," he said, walking around and looking at the layout, "This is beautiful."

"It's a love nest, is what it is," she giggled.

"What do you think, Cor?" Michelle called as she walked up the stairs. "Nice, huh?"

"Very," he said, taking a glass of wine from his mother's hand. She wrapped her arm around his waist, prompting him to rest his around hers. "I could see the two of you making love on that bed."

"Aww, not the three of us?" Erin pouted.

"Yes, the three of us, too, but I love watching the two of you. You're so sexy together."

Michelle reached over and placed her hand on his crotch. She felt his growing erection and caressed it as she laughed. "That's obvious."

"Well," Cory said, clearing his throat, "I guess I'd better put our bags up here then."

"If you haul them up here, we'll unpack them," countered Michelle.

"Fair enough." He walked downstairs and began bringing the heavy bags first, Michelle's and then Erin's, finishing with his own. "I'm leaving the laptops down here, if that's all right. Dan said there's wifi and the blu-ray players are also wireless so we can stream movies."

"That's fine," called Michelle.

After bringing his bag upstairs he sat on the bed while his sister and mother transferred their clothes from their suitcases to the dresser and closet. "Hmm," Erin said, her finger to her lips. "Mom, where should I put these?" she asked, dumping the suitcase on the bed.

"Holy..."Cory breathed, eyes wide.

"Oh, my!" Michelle feigned embarrassment. "You weren't supposed to see those. You must think your mother is a terrible pervert," she frowned at her son.

He started laughing and fell over onto his side, the two women laughing with him. He sat back up, still laughing. "I had no idea you had so many toys!"

"I told you!" Erin said. Pulling her handful of toys out of her own bag, she dropped them on the bed, pouting, "It makes my little collection look pitiful."

Cory looked back and forth between them and noted the variety of vibrators, dildos and bullets in his mother's pile, and compared it to the strap-on, vibrator, slim dildo and the beast Erin used on her birthday. He couldn't imagine what a woman would need such a variety for, but then again he was easy to please.

"Did you have to bring all of them?" he asked.

"You never know what kind of mood you're going to be in," his mother explained, shrugging her shoulders with a smile.

"Well, then, it looks like we have our work cut out for us," he laughed.

Erin and Michelle put the toys in the top drawer with their underwear, asking Cory to build a fire. He went to get some firewood and built a fire in the fireplace on the back of the chimney to warm their "love nest" as Erin had called it. They sat and talked on the bed as Cory built the fire, asking him if Dan had told him anything about the area. He said he hadn't, but that there was supposed to be folder on the kitchen counter with information about the rental and the area.

Erin ran down the stairs and quickly returned with a dark green binder, filled with full-color pages in inserts behind a few dividers. Flipping through it they noticed a Christmas light tour, downtown Christmas village, and advertisements for various restaurants and attractions. There was a map of the town tucked into the back pocket and a sheet with directions for accessing the internet and operating the hot tub, blu-ray players and a channel guide for the satellite television. Dan had certainly thought of everything, Cory thought.

"We certainly won't be bored," said Michelle, sipping her wine, "Even if we get tired of making love."

"Because THAT'S going to happen," giggled Erin.

The sound of the ice on the roof began to get louder and more intense, so Cory went to the only window, but couldn't see anything, so he went down to the back window and turned on a light switch, which illuminated the deck, and he noticed a torrent of little pellets of ice bouncing on the sealed wood. "It's really coming down now," he called out.

"Guess we're stuck in for the night," returned Erin. "We'd better make the most of it."

"I'm going to grab some snacks and the bottle of wine. I'll be up in a minute," he yelled, receiving no answer. In the kitchen he noticed all the appliances were stainless steel, except the wine cooler, which had a glass front and a handful of bottles resting in their cradles. Cory inspected them and noted that there were a variety of reds and whites: Port, Bordeaux, Zinfandel. He wondered if they were for guest use, but then he decided since they were the last guests of the year it didn't matter. If they wanted them to remain unenjoyed, they should be in a cellar. If Dan bitched about it, Cory would write a check.

For now, however, he pulled the bottle that was already in use, from the refrigerator and sliced up some cheese and summer sausage, and set them on a plate next to some cubed fruit. He carried it upstairs and stopped by the fireplace, shaking his head with a smile.

"You couldn't wait for me?" he asked.

Michelle lifted her head out of her daughter's crotch and said, "I thought you wanted to see this."

"Well, yeah, but..."

"But nothing. Enjoy the show. And refill our wine?" She returned to her task without waiting for an answer. She lay naked over her daughter, who was also naked and pleasuring her mother orally at the same time.

Cory refilled all three glasses and sat on the hearth watching his two lovers in a fireside sixty-nine. He would occasionally grab a piece of fruit or cheese or sausage off the plate, knowing it was nowhere near as delicious as what either of the others were tasting. His erection was aching, longing for their touch, but he worked hard to practice patience, knowing his time would come soon enough. In the meantime he enjoyed watching them trade climaxes for the next fifteen or twenty minutes. He had removed his heavy wool sweater, unsure whether he was getting hot from sitting next to the fire or from watching the erotic display on the bed, not that it mattered.

Finally, his mother let out another orgasm and rolled off of her daughter, laughingly declaring, "Enough, that's enough."

Erin pouted her response. "Aww. I still have more to give," she said, propping up on her hands. She sat up completely and swung her legs to the side of the bed when Cory stood and gave both women their wine glasses. He helped his mother sit up while she reached for her glass, and he set the tray between them.

"We have all weekend," he said. "Would you two like to rest for a while?"

"I think so," answered Michelle.