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"Snowboardin' Holiday: She"

She had organised this snowboarding trip with her friend Heather, but a week before they were set to leave Heather got a once in a life time opportunity to work in the States, so she decided to go alone not to waste the ticket. Not really any time to ask anyone else, it was too late for anyone to get time off work, so she just didn’t bother. She just packed up a few things, her red Nuptse vest, her brand new white Nuptse jacket, and she borrowed Heathers gorgeous black puffy parka with the cosy furry hood for the evening cold.

She got to the hotel late and crashed out immediately, but got up stupidly early, unexpectedly excited about the day ahead of her.

She went down to the equipment room, and she was the first there. She chatted to the instructors for a while and the room filled up with her class mates. She thought the instructor was quite cute, but he wasn’t wearing a puffy jacket. In fact, no one seemed to have one. She had hoped for more, having liked them for as long as she could remember, and loved the kind of jackets since she wore an MA2 to school.

She picked a pair of gorgeous white padded nylon ski pants and white boots to match her Nuptse. She went into a booth and changed into the pants and put on the boots and came out and everyone in the class was there. There were the folks who were there before, but there is a new guy there too. He’s quite tall and quite good looking she thinks, and mmmmm he’s carrying a black Nuptse. She smiles as she looks forward to seeing him wearing it, then the instructor distracts her. She listens to the instructions and she pulls on her impossibly light and smooth and sexy Nuptse and pulls it close round her chin, luxuriating its feel, and hoping all the time that he is watching her. When the instructor is done she zips up her jacket and bends over to pretend to sort her boots. She hopes he’s looking at her ass. She feels a bit red in the face. She stands up and leaves, he’s looking! She brushes past him, a little swoosh of jacket against jacket makes her a little wet. Her heart is beating now!

She gets paired up with him. She tries to calm down a bit. He looks great in his black jacket, she wants to hug him. She thinks that she’d kinda like to wear it with him, or zip theirs together, or climb into a big fat sleeping bag together with him or…she gets control of herself. He’s called Steve and he’s charming and relaxed and great fun and every bit as bad at snowboarding as she is.

She abandons herself to fun.

She crashes into him and pushes him over and sits in his lap, hoping to feel something through their thick ski pants. She’s sure she can, and while she could get up easily, she gives her bum a little wiggle to test the water. She flashes him a wicked smile and hopes that he gets the message.

She hopes he might fancy her. But even more she hopes he has a thing for her Nuptse. Silly, she thinks, not for the first time. But silly or not, once she’s got him naked, how does she get him to put his Nuptse back on?

How does she get him naked?
Her mind is always running off…

At the end of the day the go to the bar at the top of the slope and have a few drinks. They go to her head and when he tells her how good he thinks she looks in her Nuptse she gets woozy and wishes so much that he wouldn’t stop there, that he’d go on and tell her all the things he would do to her while she’s wearing it, and then they’d play with her vest and her parka too, she could wear all the jackets ….he could tie her up…she could tie him up… they would talk and talk and she would discover that he liked rubber too…. And leather…and wetsuits…all the things she loved…then she realises that she’s been staring quietly into the middle distance, right after he complimented her too. Damn. Her tangential mind!

He buys her another drink anyway and she thinks she got away with seeming so rude, then he takes her to dinner and she’s looking at him and his jacket over his shoulder and when they finish she goes to the toilet and touches herself just a little. When she goes back out he his wearing his jacket, and holding hers open for her. Wow. What a site. Nuptses are just so damn inviting looking! In she slides. She gets that strange tingly feeling like she wants to just keep disappearing inside forever. She feels his hands down her back and she shivers. She turns and beams at him, puts her arm through his and they walk off back to the hotel.

She doesn’t say much; she’s enjoying the moment and wishes that he is too. They stand at her door. She wonders if she should invite him in, but doesn’t want to rush it, or ruin it. She wants to enjoy him and his jacket a bit more. He kisses her cheek and their jackets brush together. Cool. God she wants him. She kisses his lips and fights the urge to jump on him right there. She backs away and closes the door on him hoping all the time she is doing the right thing.

She watches him through the spy hole, sees him zip up his jacket, mmm he looks like he’s so comfy, she thinks, hugging her own jacket to her. Maybe he enjoys it after all. More guys than girls do, the odds are in her favour… She watches him disappear down the corridor, then turns and leans against the door. She close her eyes and zips up her Nuptse, and runs her hands down her breast, down her hips, into her crotch. She puts on the red Nuptse vest and zips it up. Feeling light headed, and wondering what he would say if he could see her now, she squeezes herself into the gorgeous black parka and zips it right up, hood up. Feeling mildly silly, but euphoric, she smiles hugely and goes to bed, looking forward to waking up in the middle of the night, too hot, way too hot….

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