Snowed In (Part 3) - Sex Stories

Snowed In (Part 3)

She could hear him finishing up his shower. She had started the coffee and bacon when he got in so he could smell them when he was done. She had just pulled on her sweater. It was long and covered enough but she had no intention of letting him guess at what she had on underneath. It was still snowing and the national weather guy was camped at the nearest turnpike exit. That's never a good thing. Was saying it would snow until dark. The foot and a half that was down already was causing problems. Roads were closed, crews were doing just enough to keep the main roads open, and travel was not advised. The trees were straining under the load and the everything had an odd shape with it's fresh blanket. She just started the first pancake when he showed up in the kitchen. She showed him where the mugs were and he helped himself to a hot cup and sat down. She could feel his gaze as she cooked and they discussed the weather. Both had been contacted by somebody who was worried. She had enjoyed the text from her ex wondering if she was okay. Oh yeah. He'd know just how "okay" she was when he dropped the little ones off on Sunday evening and saw the bare spot in the driveway. For now, she was happy with her company and purposely reached up for a cup above her head, making her sweater ride up and revealing her bare body beneath. She was quite comfortable showing off. She liked her body and apparently he did too as he coughed a little on his coffee. She smiled to herself knowing that she ...

... had his attention. The talked and laughed over breakfast. She had nailed it and he seemed happy. After a couple cups, he helped her clean up. She made sure to bend over to put dishes in the dishwasher and give him a show. He politely admired but was a gentleman. Dammit, she wanted him again but he was determined to shovel some snow for her. She really didn't care but he was persistent. She watched him working as she started soup. He was tall and strong. He moved effortlessly and was in good shape for a man his age. She could tell he took care of himself. He had been shoveling for an hour or so and was nearly finished. Already, the fresh snow was undoing his work but it would make a lot less work later. He shook the snow off as he walked in the door. She watched him from the other room. She left a note for him to toss his cold, wet clothes in the dryer. She heard the door shut and he walked in to the living room to a roaring fire, hot coffee and her wrapped in a blanket. He had wrapped in the blanket she left him and they sat for a bit and talked til he warmed up. When she figured he was warm enough, she moved over towards him. He welcomed her with a hug. She thanked him again for doing the shoveling but he insisted he needed to work off that wonderful breakfast. She slipped down in front of him. He looked at her a little funny as she let her blanket slip off revealing her naked body. She opened his blanket and tugged at his shorts. Though she despised the notion of rewarding ...