The tree branches were so close that that at times the windshield was totally blocked by leaves as we drove through them. It looked like no one had dr...iven down the road in years.I glanced at Marti. I felt my face flush at the thought of what I had done to her last night.Marti and I had been close as long as I could remember. I took care of her while I was in junior high and high school. My parents and Marti and I had come up to this cabin for summer vacations every year while I was still living. Well not technically cheat per say but every so often I will sneak into her sisters room and peak in her underwear drawers. Both her and her sister still live with her parents. Her sister is much more sexy than she is and only a few years older and I think she sort of has a thing for me as she’d often walk in to my girlfriends room wearing just a towel, one time dropping it “accidentally” exposing her fat ass (she’s got the most perfect body with a toned body and fat ass). We will call her. She guessed he was a couple of years older, with a charming smile and dark hair tucked under his hat. He was tall, tanned and lean, and wore the standard-issue uniform of short-sleeved button down, shorts and boots.Phoebe definitely found him attractive and he made a regular appearance in her most erotic dreams, but they’d never even spoken. He was there this morning as she approached the gate, already running late and hoping to be waved straight through.Any other morning she would've been more. Yet, all I wanted to have to have sex with her again. The best sex ever. Yes, I was admitting it, the best sex ever.I found myself searching her out at the club I met her at. Hoping to see her again. Even asking around if anyone knew her. A few nights a week, I went looking for her, like a love sick puppy, following her scent. Then I saw her. Across the bar, with some friends. I went to her. “Hey” I said, not knowing what else to say. “Heyyy, you” she said back. She may not have remembered me.