Voicing out his thoughts, he remembered the touch of her skin as he poked at her hard nipples, or the aroused lips of her clit. She sat in his lap, and he played with her.
“I should stay away from college students, their messing with my life.”
A sudden knock on the door, he got up to answer it.
“Local accountant here, on his day off.”
“Hi Gregory, you don’t mind if I come in?”
“Yeah, have fun outside.” Closing the door on trouble, she held onto the door frame, jittering from the cold. “Fine.”
Gazing outside the path she walked was soon snowed in, it would be waist deep soon. And probably block out his door.
They were snowed in.
The snowstorm that was supposed to pass over had settled on Juneau, and wasn’t leaving.
Having been in town to manage her shop on her own, the power went out in her store so she closed up for the day. With not many places to go and the roads blocked in by noon, she decided to go to Gregory’s house.
Spanking her supple ass she yelped, going further inside.
“Ahhh, this is much warmer.” Scrunched up on his couch, he dawned a blanket over her.
“Looks like we’re stuck here, till the storm ends. Have you contacted your parents.”
“Y-yeah… they said it’s fine.” She looked off to the side. “I’m grown anyways, I don’t need their permission.”
“Hmmm.” He hummed, taking the far seat from her.
Warm light of a lamp barely reaching the outer bits of his apartments living room, he looked to the woman beside him.
Rosy cheeks from the cold, she was wearing a form fitting sweater where the bra outlined on it, and black leggings.
“This reminds me of that one day.”
“Yeah it was rather windy and cold, one of Alaska’s biggest demerits.”
“You played me like a lil ol’ flute, like you knew all my keys beforehand.”
“If you spend enough time doing it, you get a knack for it.” He smirked.
“You really are a lecherous city slicker… though I think that’s why I was driven to you, I really do… admire the city life.”
“It has its pros and cons, though overall it’s an expensive hell with nothing but corporate shills, and turns the best people bad.”
“I think you focus too much on the negatives, they’re good people like you.”
“…You think so.” Pushing back his brown hair, he stood up approaching Viola.
Grabbing her chin, he placed his hand on her defenseless body pulling her up. “Even though I used you for my own pleasure, and intend on leaving.”
Smiling bitterly she hugged him, locking eyes with him. “You’re a real jerk, scum, and a pervert who likes college girls. But at heart let me believe your a good person, I want to enjoy this time with you.” She said with her country girl accent.
Flicking her forehead she groaned. “You’re way too defenseless.” Separating himself he sat back down.
“Only for you.” She smiled taking off her sweater.
Bountiful bosom protected from a frilly red bra, she lightly swung her hips and showed off her body.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
—-
By her request the lights were turned off, only leaving the warm distant lights of his kitchen.
“Ahh, more, more.” She panted laid out on the couch, like a unwrapped gift. Just for him.
Panties pushed to the side his tongue played with her clit sliding up and down, and fingers prodded, thrusting deep into her moist cushions.
Legs squirming she pushed his head down, however he got up grabbing both her wrist in one hand.
“Don’t forget who’s in control.”
Despite working on a farm he pinned her easily, moving upwards to her breast biting on the bra and pulling it down.
Pink hard nipples, he licked, bit, and pulled.
Vibrating his fingering hand she tried to close her legs, but was stopped by his body.
“I’m cumming!” She yelled.
Her body tensing up then releasing, pulsating erratically, juices leaked from her.
“You really are easy.”
“Stop it. I’m not a whore.”
“For me you are.”
Exposing his hardened thickened member he rubbed it against her clit, pushing the entrance but not entering.
Blushed cheeks she looked in anticipation, though still tired from climax.
Thrusting in, he reached deep into her moistness, spreading closed off spaces that tightly clenched his schlong.
“Ah, Ah, Ah!” She moaned, as he pushed in and out aiming up then down.
Grabbing her by the hips he lifted her up into a mounted position. “Try it for yourself.”
Hugging his head she lifted herself up, then brought herself down onto him. Base deep, she moved in a circular motion.
Face pressed on her supple breast, he felt a twitch in his cock that was tightly embraced.
“I’m close to cumming.” He voiced.
“Shoot it! Shoot your seed deep within me!”
Hot white viscous liquids fountaining inside, they leaked out of her.
The day wasn’t over, they were snowed in so for every chance he got they’d have sex. Whether from behind on the couch leaving cum on her back, or in the kitchen letting her blow him.
One day slipped into the next, and he found himself with her laying beside him resting his head. The wind had stopped for awhile, and with it the snow.
Leaving her passed out on the couch, he’d likely leave like this after December, without much of a word or even a goodbye.
“Fresh air sounds nice.”
Parting the balcony door with a struggle, he had to put most of his body into it. Cold air flooded in embracing his bare skin beneath the comfort of his robe.
It was a clear sky, something sparked deep within him a sight for lost eyes, use to grey skies, or the usual pitch black to sky blue. Tears slid down his face, not of despair but a familiar joy, like when you see your old best friend after not seeing each other for years.
“Truly beautiful.”
Curtains of green fading into a mystical purple covering the night sky, it was the northern lights.
“Isn’t it, on clear days it’s normally visible like this one.” Viola said.
“You’re awake.”
“Anyone would be with this cold.”
A silence grew between them, not awkward, but comforting.
“I know I can’t stop you from leaving, but for everything, for the experiences, for the teachings, thank you Gregory… I like you.” Saying it gently she placed her lips on his, and he accepted.
—-1 Year Later—-
The fresh air filling his lungs, it was painfully cold in the winter months, the internet was spotty, and the people had a weird obsession with moose’s. However it was home.
“You gotta admit, you stayed because of me.”
“Because of the natural beauties, he pointed out to the rows of pine trees.” Pouting her cheeks, he turned back to her.
“And you too.”
“Oh honey.”
In their new house in the frigid land of Alaska, many events happened to lead up to this moment, but it worked out.
“It ain’t that bad.”
The end.