The Storm - Sex Stories

The Storm

... look at her and he realized he was in the presence of an Angel. He swallowed hard as he lowered her onto the bench he kept by the door to take off his boots, but he used it to take off her shoes and rain soaked coat. Kicking off his boots and tossing his jacket aside he assisted her into the kitchen although she was still groggy she could smell the aroma of the stew and bread as it engulfed her. As she began to realize what happened she realized she was in a complete stranger’s house and began to get scared. At this point He was washing out her wound and she snapped back to reality and said frantically where am I what happened, who are you? He calmed her down saying it was ok and she had an accident about ½ a mile up the road and hit her head and there was a bad storm outside. Just then “BAM” a bolt of lighting hit just near the road and POW out when the lights and power. She screamed as they were cast into total darkness. He calming voice reassured her it was going to be ok. He said I will be right back as he fled to get a flashlight he had in a near by drawer. Lighting up his way back to her He asked if she was ok other then the head and she replied yes. She had a sense of calm with him and wasn’t scared at all. Handing her the flashlight he searched for some candles and soon the house was lit with the warm glow of candles. He said he was just about to eat and asked if she was hungry which she of course was but he offered her the chance to take a shower first. Skeptical ...

... but very wet in her clothes she agreed as he showed her to his bathroom and his shower. He left her with a flashlight, candle and privacy. Back in the kitchen he was busy preparing for his guest and he heard her start the shower. In the meantime she was undressing and stepping into the warm welcoming water. She stood with her back to the shower and leaned back allowing the water to cascade off her forehead and down her voluptuous body. While droplets of water were dripping from her nipples as she ran her fingers through her thick blond hair. She was checking her forehead and gently washing her cut as well as lathering up the rest of her body and rinsing clean. After her shower she toweled off and stepped out into his bedroom. Then she realized she didn’t have anything to wear. Opening the door just enough to see him busy in the kitchen she interrupted asking what shall I wear. He turned and stated just wear anything you can find in there smiling at her. She closed the door and opened his closet to find a neatly appointed closet noticing as she was going through looking for something his uniforms hanging in the back against the wall. Still garnished with the medals he had been awarded during an obvious long career based on the number of stripes on his sleeves. She had found a large button front short and she put on coming down to her knees that will have to do she thought. Emerging from his room she found him waiting that the table where a modest but hot dinner awaited by candle ...