Snowed In or: A Christmas to Remember - Sex Stories

Snowed In or: A Christmas to Remember

... log. After I say back down Miss Tina pulled me in for a kiss. “Are your parents worried?” “No, dad just thought it a bit odd that I'm staying here even though Matt's not here. I think he bought the line about the roads being a little slick and me not wanting to drive them at night with it snowing.” “Hungry,” she asked. I nodded. “Well, go take a shower and I'll throw something together. You can use my bathroom or Matt's. Whichever.” I went upstairs to Matt's room. I had left some clothes there at some point over the summer and would have something to change into. I came back downstairs and found Miss Tina in the kitchen. She was bending over to grab something out of the refrigerator. It reminded me of when I was a k** and would occasionally creep down to get a drink in the middle of the night and catch her doing to same thing. Dinner was ready and we sat at the table to eat. The wind was picking up and I could see the flurries picking up, swirling around the streetlight at the end of the driveway. I was starting to think that maybe I should try to get home. It wasn't that far of a drive... “After we eat I'll get your present for you.” “Have a seat on the couch,” Miss Tina said. “I'll go grab your present.” I sat down and turned on the TV. I switched over to one of the local news channels and there was the weatherman, pointing to the map. By our area was a graphic that said '2-3inches'. So much for a light dusting. “If this frontal boundary stalls we could see even higher ...

... accumulations,” said the TV weatherman. My cell rang. It was mom or dad calling. “Hello... Hi mom... Yes, I am watching the weather now... No, I think I should stay here, the snows getting bad and they haven't salted down here... Yes ma'am... We went to town before it started coming down harder... Plenty of food... Yes... No. Matt's dad took him and Steph skiing... No, mom, she's fine with me staying here... Probably in Matt's room... Okay. I will... Love you too...” Miss Tina was standing at her bedroom door. She was dressed in lingerie; black satin pumps, thigh-high candy cane stripped stockings with a little green bows, a red thong, a green corset/bustier with red trim and lace, and a green and red Santa hat. She had a candy cane in one hand and a small, red felt bag in the other. She walked over and kneeled in front of my. She stuck the candy cane in her mouth and slowly opened the small red bag. She pulled out a gift wrapped package and handed it to me. She started to suck on the candy cane as I unwrapped my present. She had a mischievous grin on her face as I untied the bow and started to slowly tare off the paper. Inside was a box of lube. I was slightly confused. We have had had sex several times since that first time over the summer and we had never needed lube. I looked at the box and then at her, my confusion must have been apparent. “Matt's dad and I were married for fifteen years. At least once every six months he would ask me to try something that I was always ...