"Tonight?" Nadia thought as she walked out of the store. "Wasn't our anniversary tomorrow?"
When she arrived at her apartment, she was surprised to find Tom there.
"Hello, honey, and surprise. There's a slight change in the plans I've told you. I've borrowed a little cabin in the woods for the weekend, from my aunt and unlce. It'll be just me, you and mother nature. And I won't even bring my gadgets. I've even started packing for you. Just get in and help me finish it, and we'll be off."
Nadia was overwhelmed. She was a outdoors kind of person, and the prospect of spending her anniversary weekend together with Tom at a remote, cozy cottage was better than she had dreamed of. Tom didn't like doing that, she knew, so that only made it better.
Tom slapped Nadia lightly on her butt as she walked by him. "And pack something sexy." He grinned.
The trip to the cabin was uneventful. A two hour ride followed by an hour and a half of walking in the sun, through a beautiful, almost untocuhed forest, and they finally arrived. Tom was parched, and Nadia, more fit, allowed him to rest while she unpacked.
"Nono, don't touch that," he said as she dragged a nondescript plastic bag out of his backpack. "That's for later."
While Nadia finished unpacking, Tom went over to the nearby stream and filled a few tanks with fresh, cold water. The sun was still far above the treetops in the small clearing where the cabin sat, and he wished for it to move faster towards the night. He was planning something big, and wanted to be over it.
He came back in to find Nadia undressing, her back to him. Her top was off, and she was bent forward taking her jeans off. His eyes were drawn to her shapely butt, a plain white thong outlining it and obstructing the view to the spot between her legs.
"I'm going to take a sunbath," she told him as she undid her bra. "Care to join me? There's noone around for miles and miles."
"I just have to put away the water, I'll be there right away." He went into the kitchen area put them down, and returned in time to see the shadow of Nadia outside the door. On the floor, in front of him, was her thong. Seeing this, Tom was not slow about stripping down to nothing himself.
He found Nadia kneeling on the porch, her shoulderlenght dark hair cover her face. Her body glistened with sweat, and the nipples of her smallish, perky breasts were very erect. The hands were folded in her lap, idly caressing her short, trimmed pubic hair.
"Hello, master," she said. "How may I serve you?"
