The Storm - Sex Stories

The Storm

It was a late summer afternoon as the sun shown brightly in the western sky as he left work. It was on his way home that he noticed the dark ominous clouds on the horizon and the scent of rain was in the air. Dusting off his plants and shirt before jumping into his truck he rolled down the windows on the old 69 Ford he drove. As he drove out of the parking lot he waved at Bob saying have a good one Bob, and he turned left and drove down the street. On the way out of town he stopped by the store to grab a few things he thought he might need and preceded home. He lived about 15 miles outside of town in a small but nice spread of about 15 acres. He hadn’t done much with the property, as it was mostly tree covered and a small pond on it and creek running through it. As he drove down his long drive he could see his faithful dig Duke waiting to greet him on the porch a tail a wagging. As he stepped out of the truck Duke came running over as usual. He noticed the wind was picking up a bit and looking down at Duke he said looks like we’re in for a storm tonight boy. He was a retired Marine who lived alone and chose North Dakota to escape the hustle and bustle of the city he had been in most of his life. He longed for the country and solitude it provided but he was lonely and also wished he had someone to love and cherish but he lived a good quiet life. As he stepped up onto his porch he surveyed the clouds gathering on the horizon and reaching down to pat Duke’s head said let’s go ...

... inside boy. Upon entering his home the aroma of beef stew surrounded him as he had some in the slow cooker all day and his mouth started to water at the thought of dinner being just about done. He took off his boots and placed them neatly in their place as usual and strolled across the living room to the kitchen where he found his fresh bread had risen and was ready to bake. He popped the bread in the oven and went to his room to shower after a long days work. He took a job at the local plant as it was the only one available and although it was hard work he didn’t mind and felt gratified at the end of each day. After peeling off his dirty sweaty clothes he jumped in the shower and allowed the cool water to cascade off his toned but small frame. Lathering up his hair and body he could feel the day wash down the drain. After toweling off and putting on his house shorts and T-shirt he turned on the TV just as the news of severe storm warnings were coming on the air. He suspected something was going to happen after looking at those clouds approaching. He decided to go out and secure anything loose that might get blown away and lock his tool/work shed up tight. On his way back to the house he noticed the setting sun on the western horizon checking his watch it was almost 6:30. Back inside he settled down to watch the news knowing his bread had about 15 minutes to go. After about 10 minutes he noticed the clouds that seemed to be a long ways off only a couple hours ago were now ...