Stop it, Cole. It’s just dinner. Don’t go there or you will be sorry.
But my boner didn’t go away for the rest of the afternoon.
***
I went to Stormy’s room and knocked on her door right at seven. She opened the door and I felt my jaw drop to the floor.
Stormy was standing before me in a short, black-lace, spaghetti strapped dress. The low cut, v-neck top hugged her ample curves perfectly and showed off a bit of cleavage. She wore black, see-through stockings and shiny black high heel shoes. Her dark, straight hair hung long down her back. Black mascara outlined her sexy, glowing green eyes.
She was as hot as hell. Bewitching. Her smile captivated me and I was frozen in place, u under her spell.
“Hi, Cole,” she greeted me as I stood there gawking.
“Hi. You look beautiful,” I stammered.
She blushed. I think that I was blushing, as well. Good thing for me that my bushy beard covered my glowing cheeks. And, here I was standing in my trademark jeans and a flannel button down while she was dressed to the max. At least the shirt was tight and hugged my toned pecs and I had rolled up the sleeves to show off my bulky forearms. I still didn’t hold a candle to how good she looked.
“Thank you,” Stormy answered, smiling shyly.
“Where did you get that dress?” I knew that she didn’t have any clothes. I wasn’t expecting her to get dressed up.
“I told Angela about dinner and she lent it to me. All I had was casual clothes. It feels good to get dressed up,” she answered.
“This look is good on you,” I said, motioning to her dress and heels. “You have got to be a model or something.”
Stormy’s grin got wider and she looked down at her feet. She had the perfect body and creamy, glowing skin that I wanted to run my tongue over.
Stop it man, I scolded myself. I asked her if she was ready to go. I was starting to drool over her and needed to move before instinct took over and I pushed her back into her room and onto the bed.
I had reserved a table for us in The River Room. I took Stormy by the arm and led her to the steps. Unfortunately, one thing that we didn’t have is an elevator. We had talked about installing one but never had. It kept the place more homey not to have one, Brad had said and all of our handcapped accessible rooms were on the first floor.
And as we were an outdoor activity resort, we didn’t get many handicapped or elderly folks who would have issues with the steps. Nearly all of our guests were mobile enough to handle our establishment without issue. Though we did ocasionally get complaints on what a pain in the ass it was to haul luggage up four flights of stairs. My brothers and I ofen stepped in and made those runs for people who needed or wanted it.
With Stormy’s high heels, we took the steps slowly. I didn’t mind. I enjoyed watching her graceful walk. And walking beside her offered me a great view of her cleavage which I had trouble taking my eyes off of.
My cock was as hard as ever and I hoped that Stormy couldn’t notice it through my jeans. It had been a while since I had had any action and my dick was begging for some much needed attention.
What is wrong with me? I was acting like a horny teenager with his first boner.
Stormy didn’t seem to notice. If she did, she didn’t say anything. She seemed to be having a good time, so I tried to ease up and enjoy myself as well. Though I had to keep telling myself it was only dinner, and that I was only doing it to be nice.
We made it down the stairs and I led her into the dining room and to our reserved table. Someone had known that I had company and had decorated the table with a vase of pretty white and blue flowers. There was a fancy silver ice bucket on the table holding a vintage bottle of chardonnay as well.
Angela, I thought. This was her doing.
I made sure to pull out the chair for Stormy and wait for her to be seated before sitting down myself. The waitress came over and pulled the cork from the wine bottle and served us both a glass.
Since Stormy didn’t know what she liked, I asked her if it was okay if I ordered for her. She told me to go for it.
I ordered crab stuffed shrimp in a wine butter sauce for an appetizer. We each ordered a salad with homemade house dressing and oven fresh bread. For the main entrée, I ordered us both Filet Mignon with buttered balsamic mushrooms, baked eggplant fries, and garlic mashed potatoes.
We sipped on our wine and had a good conversation during dinner. I felt comfortable with Stormy and the more we talked, the more at ease I felt. I tried to be polite and forget about how sexy she was. Though, it was hard because the more I looked at her, the more I wanted her.
After dinner, we had another drink and Stormy was loosening up even more. I told her some of my non-funny, stupid jokes and she giggled at them. I was sure it was just the wine taking over, but it was fun.
The restaurant closed and the staff began to go home. Our server asked if I wanted her to stay until we were finished and I told her, no, to go on home. I tipped her and told her not to worry about the table, I’d come in early and clean up.
I didn’t want the evening to end just yet but didn’t know what else to do, so I offered Stormy another glass of wine. I was ignoring all of my own advice to myself and allowing myself to spend just a little too much time with this woman that I was finding increasingly irresistable.
We had one more drink and I was feeling the wine. I usually stuck with beer, myself, but since the wine was put out for us,I thought that I should drink it with Stormy.
I took my last sip and could tell that Stormyy was tipsy, as well. She was all giggly and giving me a flirty look. It took everything that I had to not take her right there on the table.
I offered to walk her up to her room. There were still a couple of glasses worth of wine left in the bottle, so I asked her if she wanted to take it up to her room with her.
“Yes, let’s take it upstairs,” she replied. I grabbed a couple of fresh glasses and plucked the wine out of the bucket. I held the glasses and wine in one hand and grabbed Stormy’s elbow with my other hand to lead her up the stairs.
I wasn’t sure how Stormy really felt about me. Even though she was looking at me seductively, I didn’t know if it was just the alcohol talking. I decided to not make any moves tonight. It was in both of our best interests to keep my distance, even if my hard member told me otherwise.
Once upstairs, outside of her room, I stood at the door while Stormy unlocked it with her key. I waited, not wanting to overstep my boundaries. If she turned around and said “good-bye, I’d be okay with that.
“Do you want to come inside for one more drink?” she asked me. “It would be a shame to let the wine get warm.”
I had secretly hoped that she would invite me inside but I wasn’t going to ask to come in. I was pleased when she did so.
I put the wine bottle on the table and poured us both a glass. Stormy reached for the wine glass that I handed her and our fingers touched. Neither of us moved. She looked me in the eyes.
My cock was ready to explode out of my pants. I couldn’t hold back anymore. At the same time, I didn’t want to make the first move. But I didn’t have to worry about it for a second longer as Stormy grabbed me by the front of my shirt and pulled me toward her.
She reached up and put her lips on mine. She paused, feeling me out, waiting for my reaction. I gave into my raging desire and pressed my lips back to hers. A fiery sensation swept over my body. I breathed in hard and firmly pushed my mouth to Stormys. She parted her plumplips and I slipped my tongue inside.
Stormy answered by wrapping her tongue around mine. She moaned in delight and moved closer to me. Her hand moved to my beard and up the side of my face. I felt her tits against my chest and I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her firmly to me.
9
Lindsay (Stormy)
Cole grabbed me by the waist with his oversized hands and pulled me to him. With our bodies close, I felt his hardness against
my abdomen. He was shaking, breathing in short, raspy breaths
I knew that he wanted me and I wanted to let him know that I wanted him just as much. All day, I had thought about fucking him, and I gave up trying to stop the naughty thoughts.
I pushed my abdomen into Cole’s hard cock. I felt it grow thicker against me. His hands moved from my waist to my ass and pulled my groind into his . I yearned to feel him and ground up against him.
Cole moaned and reacted by pushing his lips hard against mine. He moved them to my cheek then to my ear and sucked on my lobe. The feeling sent shivers down my spine and I heard him whisper in my ear.
“I want you so fucking bad,” he said in a husky voice.
I answered by putting my hand on his cock. I gave it a quick squeeze then moved to his belt to unbuckle it. Once unbuckled, I undid the button and slid down the zipper of his jeans. His huge cock pitched from the confines of his pants.
I fisted his dick and moved my hand up and down his long shaft. He groaned into my ear and kissed my neck. Cole’s hands moved up my side and found my round breasts. His thumbs circled my nipples making them hard and erect.
I continued to pump his cock as he moved his hands down my thighs and up under my dress. He slid my dress up and his fingers lingered over my black, silk panties. His thumb found my pussy lips and he pushed it lightly inside, finding my clit.
“Oh my God you are so wet,” he murmured into my hair.
I parted my legs slightly so that his entire hand slid under my crotch. He parted my pussy lips with his fingers over my panties and moved his hand back and forth while thumbing my clit. I groaned in delight and moved my hand over his cock faster.
Cole’s fingers left my pussy and he slowly slid my dress up over my flat tummy and breasts. I raised my arms so that he could pull it up over my head. I stood before him in a black bra and panties that Angela had given me saying she’d bought them for Brad but had never even taken the tags off of them yet.
His hands came back down to my bra and massaged my breasts. Then his hands traveled down to find my wetness again. He leaned down and kissed my lips passionately.
I wanted him to be naked. It was my turn to slide his shirt off of his broad shoulders. As I moved my hands back down over his naked chest, I was in awe of his toned, sexy body. I slowly moved my hands over his hard pecs then down over his chiseled abs before finding his enlarged cock again.
I pushed down on Cole’s jeans and he kicked off his shoes and stepped out of them. I had no idea what I was usually like in the bedroom and the realization as a little freeing. I could do anything I wanted, and right now, I wanted Cole’s cock in my mouth.
I got down on my knees and kissed the tip of his dick. I looked up to see Cole watching me. His hazel eyes were gleaming with lust. As he watched, I licked my lips before putting my mouth around his cock again and sucked it slowly into my mouth.
“Oh, Stormy,” he cried out as I took his entire erect cock into my throat.
He closed his eyes and put his head back as I sucked on his long shaft. I pulled my lips back over him only to repeat the process again and again. I felt his dick pulsate in my mouth before he gently pulled it away from me.
Cole lifted me up to a standing position and kissed my mouth again. He kissed me hard, biting my bottom lip between his teeth. He pulled me closer with his hand on the back of my head and opened up so that he could slip his tongue into my mouth.
He picked me up and carried me to the bed. He tossed me down on it and quickly pulled off my panties.
Cole swiftly climbed on top of me. He kissed my lips then my neck. His huge, thick body smothered me and I squirmed underneath him. He leaned up on his hands and I spread my legs to accept him.
“Are you sure?” he asked. “Because if you’re not sure, it’s alright.”
I lifted my hips up to meet his. “I’m not sure about a lot of things, but right now I’m sure about this,” I told him.
His long, thick cock found my entrace and he pushed forward, filling me fully in one long thrust. I cried out at the feeling of him stretching my pussy in the most glorious way. I wrapped my legs around his waist and dug my heels into his ass to pull him closer to me.
Cole stayed inside of me for a moment before pulling back out. He pushed his cock back inside of me again and started to fuck me nice and slow. I got wetter and wetter with each thrust and I and I dug my nails into his muscled back.
Cole fucked me hard with his throbbing cock and I embraced every thrust.
He reached up and slid his hands underneath my bra, pushing it up over my plump tits. He played with my nipples for a moment before I leaned up slightly so that he could unclasp the back, which he did it quickly. Cole’s massive hands took control of my breasts, kneading them into submission. My nipples were hard under his fingertips and he squeezed them until I yelped in pleasure.
He took one nipple into his mouth while he continued to massage the other breast with his fingers. He sucked and pulled half of my breast into his mouth and used his tongue to lap my erect nipple. A warm sensation to creep up from my groin into my abdomen.
Cole’s mouth left my nipples and he began to thrust hard again. He must have felt how wet I was now because he fucked me slowly, allowing me to feel every inch of his cock inside of me. I lifted my hips with each thrust, grinding against his balls, causing the feeling of ecstasy to build up. I closed my eyes and moaned.
“Are you going to come for me?” Cole asked me.
“Yes, I’m coming now,” I yelled out to him.
He allowed me to rock against his cock as I came hard on him. He grabbed me by my waist and pushed his cock even deeper inside of me. My pussy juices flowed over his dick and down my thighs as I groaned in pure delight.
Once my orgasm subsided, Cole pulled out of me and told me to turn over and get on my hands and knees. I obeyed and he knelt behind me and positioned himself at my entrance once again.
Cole slid into my aching pussy hard. He pushed in deep before pulling his cock out and thrusting it in again. Harder and harder he fucked me. He grabbed my long hair and pulled on it until my head was pulled back. I looked back at him as he fucked me from behind.
His body slapped against my ass with each thrust. He let go of my hair and pushed my head down to the bed so that my ass was raised up. He fucked me good and long. I felt his cock begin to pulsate more and more with each thrust.
I started to feel an orgasm build up again. I pushed back against him and met him thrust for thrust, feeling the pleasure reaching a crescendo inside me.
Cole sensed it. “I want you to come again;with me this time,” he said in a deep, husky tone.
“I’m cominging now,” I told him as an orgasm began to rock through my body. I felt his cock throb against my pussy walls at the same time and then with one last hard thrust, Cole shot his seed into my wetness. He yelled out in ecstasy.
My body shook with one last contraction of orgasm and I went limp under him. My muscles were still sore from the car wreck and I was weak from coming hard,twice. But it was so good.
Cole pulled out of me and carefully turned me over. He was breathing hard and laid down beside me. He pulled me to him and held me in his arms. I cuddled into his massive, warm embrace.
We stayed that way without speaking until we both drifted off into a deep sleep.
That night, I dreamed of the two men from my flashback earlier that day. I saw them clearly in my dream. The toothless man was tall and lanky. The other man was burly with a long, scraggtly beard. They were doing something, but I couldn’t see what. I moved closer to try and get a better look.
I put something to my eye. A lens? Binoculars? The men seemed to be closer now. I saw them holding a rolled up carpet. Everything around them was white.
Snap. Snap. Snap. I head the clicking sounds of what seemed to be a camera. Suddenly the tall, skinny man looked right at me.
I started to run...
I a
woke with a start. Where was I?
I looked around the room and recognized the resort’s guest room. Cole was still next me, breathing deeply. I was relieved to see him and snuggled into him again.
I remembered my dream. Who were those men? What were they doing? I tried to make meaning of the dream but was too tired. I drifted back off, but this time didn’t dream at all.
10
Cole
I woke early to find Stormy already awake. She was still laying in my arms, and when I stirred, she looked up at me.
At first, I felt a ping of guilt, like I had taken advantage of her. But at the same time, I was comfortable and I felt unexpectedly happy. I pulled Stormy closer to me and kissed her lips.
“Good morning, beautiful,” I greeted her.
“Morning, handsome,” she answered.
I didn’t want to get up but remembered that I had left Bella alone all night. She was probably pissed.
“I have to go and let Bella outside,” I told Stormy. “Do you want to come up to the cabin with me? I’ll make some coffee,” I asked her.
“Sure,” she answered. “Coffee sounds great.”
“Sorry, it’s so early,” I told her. “You can stay in bed and meet me later, if you want to,” I offered.
“No, I’m an early riser,” she informed me. Then, she stopped. “I don’t know how I know that, but getting up at this time feels right to me.”
“I get up early, too. Always have. Even when I don’t have to,” I said smiling. I never wanted to miss a mountain sunrise.
We got dressed and went outside. The weather was cold and small snow flurries fell from the sky. The sun was just coming up over the mountain tops.
“The sunrise is beautiful,” exclaimed Stormy.
“Yeah, it is,” I agreed.
I drove us up to my cabin. On the way, I passed my mom’s house and Brad’s cabin. He was outside on his porch, drinking coffee and watching the sunrise like he usually did every morning. I lightly honked at him as I drove by and he put up his hand in return.
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