Loading...A year ago, I was searching through the real estate section of the newspaper with mounting despair. Amber and I had been looking for a house that we could turn into a home ever since we’d been married. While we were relatively well off, we simply couldn’t afford the sort of house we wanted where we needed it to be. As an on-call emergency manager at a chemical plant, I have to be able to get to work within thirty minutes of a call.
Unfortunately the houses within range of my plant are either too small, dilapidated, or way too expensive.
I was just about to resign myself to living in a modest apartment for the rest of my life when Amber came home from work. I barely had time to put the paper down before she jumped into my lap and kissed me enthusiastically. “I found it!” she said when she came up for air. I looked into her sparkling hazel eyes and waited for her to tell me what ‘it’ is.
Amber frowned slightly when I didn’t immediately ask what she meant. She’s such a deliciously impatient creature that I knew if I could hold out for ten seconds she would tell me. “Actually, it was Tina who found it, because Bill told her about it. Aside from Tina and Bill, and you and me, no one else knows yet. It’s a secret.”
Tina has been Amber’s best friend since elementary school, and they were now both teachers at the very same school. Bill is Tina’s husband, but I still didn’t know what the mysterious “it” was. This time Amber managed to remain silent for a minute while smiling and grasping the front of my shirt in her hands. Then it occurred to me that Bill was a housing developer, “it” must be a house!
I pulled Amber to me and gave her a big kiss. Well, I tried to kiss her, but it is really hard to get a decent kiss when you are both grinning ear to ear. “But where on earth are they building new houses around here?” I asked.
“Smithson woods! Old lady Smithson died last month and her great-granddaughter Grace Smithson is having a dozen homes built and she’s being really particular about it all. The first thing she did after the funeral was have the old creepy mansion torn down, all that’s left are the formal gardens. Did you know there were formal gardens in the Woods?”
Amber went on and on about the details, and I sat there listening, waiting for the deal breaker. But it never came and the opportunity really was absolutely perfect. Grace had decided to sell a dozen plots facing the gardens with a litany of caveats. She had chosen Bill Hicks to build the houses since he specialized in mid to small sized custom homes, and apparently because Grace had remember Tina from the single year they were in high school together.
“Wait a minute, Grace Smithson went to High School with you and Tina?”
“Well, she only went for one year, and then it was back to boarding schools and tutors. Apparently she talked her granny into letting her try it her freshman year. Most of the kids were pretty rough on her. You know how kids can be. It was bad enough that the school is named after her family, but on top of that they teased her for being raised by her great grandmother, and even for her parent’s being dead. She was also so small and undeveloped that she seemed like she belonged in 4th grade not 9th grade. Tina and I were seniors at the time, so we didn’t talk to her much, but she seemed sweet.”
As Amber spoke she didn’t quite look me in the eyes, and I had a feeling that there was more to it than that. But Amber was starting to lose her smile, and the thought of losing the smile outweighed my desire to know. “So do you really think that we can get one of these houses? It sounds like they will go fast once word gets out.”
“Well, Bill and Tina have already said they are going to buy one. Grace asked Bill if he knew anyone else who should get first crack at the new houses and he suggested us! Bill is such a sweet guy don’t you think?”
This was Amber’s favorite little joke, since she once told me she used to have a crush on the guy before he and Tina became an item. “Yeah, sure, but not as sweet as that wife of his.” That earned me a playful punch to the shoulder and another kiss.
* * *
I flipped off the radio as I drove home from work. Amber called earlier and told me I was going to get my Christmas present two days early, and I could hardly wait. Not so much the present, but the thought of spending our first Christmas together in our new home. My smile grew even wider as I realized it would also be a holiday spent alone. Last year had been my parent’s house, the year before that, before we were married, I spent Christmas on a couch in her parent’s home. But this year we swore off all family obligations with the excuse that we were still moving into our new home.
That was closer to the truth than I wanted to think about. Amber and I had spent nights and weekends for the past three weeks getting everything just right. Bill did an amazing job on the house, but there were still lots of little touches that we had to see to ourselves. We did some painting, hung curtains and blinds, and bought some furniture and throw rugs.
Now it is complete, I thought. No more back breaking labor, just a week of relaxation with my lovely wife. A week in which Amber hinted that we need to re-christen each room, now that they were done. I smiled and hoped my sore body was up to the challenge.
It was already dark by the time my car entered the woods which still ringed our little community. I thought it was a nice touch to leave the quarter mile of wooded land between our homes and the rest of the town intact. As I plunged into dark tunnel of road which ran through the woods, I could feel the cares of the day shedding from my body.
The pool of light at the end of the tunnel beckoned me home. The light grew from a simple pool, into individual lamps that were spaced around the garden. The road into the community split and became a loop around the park. The park represented the remnants of the old mansion’s formal gardens. I looked forward to evening strolls come spring, but not now with the air temperature in the low twenties.
It had become a bit of a tradition to treat the road around the park as a one-way street, so I would drive past half the neighbors’ homes in the morning and the other half coming home. For Amber and I, it hardly mattered since we were almost the furthest house. We lived across the far end of the park from Tina and Bill, and the thirteenth home, that of Grace Smithson was between us. Grace’s home sat on the ground where the old mansion used to stand.
Driving past the Hick’s home I saw Bill emerge carrying some suitcases. “Hey Bill, I thought you two weren’t leaving until tomorrow?” I called as I rolled my window down.
“Well Jim, with the storm they say is coming, T and I thought we should head out early and beat the worst of it. If we beat the storm it’ll take us three hours, if we don’t we might not make it to my folk’s place by Christmas!”
“Alright, well have a safe trip, and don’t forget to pop in before you leave. Amber has a present for Tina.”
“Speaking of present’s, you better hurry home or you wife’ll turn from a sugar plum fairy into a sugar prune fairy!” Bill was still laughing at his joke as he waved and headed in for the rest of the bags.
I drove past Grace’s house and saw a light on in the window. Poor girl didn’t have any family left to celebrate Christmas with, and from what Amber said, she didn’t have many friends. I decided that Amber and I would drop by tomorrow to wish her a Merry Christmas. I realized I had never actually met Grace before, just seen glimpses of a very petite young woman with long auburn hair.
Climbing out of my car, I took a deep breath of the crisp evening air. I could smell the faint nip that portended a winter storm. Looking at the warm lights spilling from my home onto the lawn, I smiled. There was nothing quite as nice as stepping out of the cold night air into a warm snug home. I took a moment to look around the neighborhood and saw that aside from Grace, the Hicks and us, all the houses were dark. Half of them weren’t occupied yet, and the others must have left before the impending storm as well.
The cold air sent a shiver down my spine, and I hurried to get my key in the door. “Amber, I’m home!” I called as I walked in.
“Jim!” she called as she bounded down the stairs. I loved the way her long brown hair seemed to jump in waves as she descended to greet me. I had just shut the door when she jumped into my arms, wrapping her long legs around me.
I held her curvy bottom in my hands as I returned the kiss she was enthusiastically planted on me. Her tongue probed my mouth with need and she started grinding herself against me. She broke the kiss and squeezed me tight, groaning softly. “I’ve missed you, and can’t wait to have you all to myself for a whole week!”
“Missed me? I’ve only been gone for nine hours!” I grinned as I carried her towards the couch.
“Well, nine hours is a long time when you are desperately horny.”
“I’ll just have to do something about that,” I said, as I was about to drop her on the couch for a serious love-making session. But Amber squirmed from my arms and shook her finger at me.
“No, you have to open your present first!” She grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the dinning room where a box waited with a giant bow on it. “I know it’s only the night before Christmas eve, but this present is too good to wait. But you’ll have to wait until Christmas to open the others!”
I gave her a quick peck on the cheek and eagerly picked up the box. It looked like the sort of box lingerie might come in, and it had the right weight. I looked at my slim yet curvy wife and wondered what kind of naughty surprise she had waiting for me.
As I slipped off the bow, opened the box and tore away the tissue paper, I was surprised at what I found. At first I thought it was half of a bikini for her, until I realized it was a red Speedo for me. I looked at my grinning wife quizzically and said, “Do you really want me out in public wearing this?”
“No, but I thought you might like to wear it in our new hot tub!” As she was saying this she started unbuttoning her shirt and I saw that she was wearing a very small black bikini underneath. “Now strip down and put that on! I’ll meet you out back!”
She dropped her shirt where she stood and hurried to the back door. She bent over and lowered her pants with exaggerated effort. I watched her hips swaying back and forth and the black thong of the bikini slowly getting revealed.
She slipped on a pair of flip flops that waited by the door, turned to blow me a kiss and hurried out the door. I wasted very little time stripping out of my clothes, but had a few problems with the Speedo. It took me two tries to get the front on the right side, and then I had to work at stuffing my growing erection in. I quickly slipped on my own pair of flip flops and went out to join my wife.
After the warmth of the house, the cold air hit me like a hammer. Certainly cold enough to wilt my erection. Even seeing my wife leaning back in the hot tub with her breasts swaying from the bubbles wasn’t enough to bring it back to life. Although, looking at her smooth wet skin, with the steam rising around her, she never looked more desirable. I hurried over, flapping my arms in the cold, kicked off my sandals and hopped in.
The hot water was a shock, but a delicious one. Rather than sitting and relaxing, I headed directly for my wife, pinning her to the tub with a kiss. She again wrapped her legs around me and we seemed to float in the frothing water. Somehow we ended up turning around so that Amber had me pressed against the side of the tub. She really started to grind against me as we continued kissing.
“Do you like it Jim?”
“I love it almost as much as I love you,” I assured her with more kisses.
“Good. But don’t get any ideas until after Bill and Tina stop by.”
“Well, it will take a little while for the boys to recovered from the cold shock from stepping outside.”
“Do you want me to kiss it and make it better?”
“I thought you said we had to wait?”
“Call it a sneak preview of coming attractions,” she said with a wink, before pushing me back. Her hands slid from my chest down under the water. I felt her tug the elastic on my speedo down as she looked me in the eye. She blinked, took a deep breathe and slid under the water.
I watched her long brown hair floating about her head, whipped this way and that by the bubbles. Then I stopped watching as I felt her soft mouth wrap around my cock. Her lips tightened about me and I felt her tongue sliding along the underside of my shaft. Soon the cold shock was a distant memory and my cock was quickly swelling under her gentle caress.
She came up for air, but left one hand wrapped around my shaft. She stroked me gently as she leaned against me. I had a feeling she was about to descend again when we heard voices coming around the side of the house.
“Jim? Amber? Are you two decent?” I heard Tina calling.
I reached down to pull the speedo back over my cock, but Amber slapped my hands away. “They won’t be able to see with all the bubbles,” she whispered. Then she said loudly, “Yep, we’re in the hot tub.”
I watched as Tina came around the corner with Bill a few steps behind. Tina had a little red cap on top of her short black hair. I only noticed the hat because of the snow that had already accumulated on top. It was only then that I realized it had started snowing sometime since I had gotten home.
“I knew you were in the hot tub, or we would have rung the bell. I just didn’t know if Jim had gotten you out of your new bikini yet!”
“Well, he tried, but I told him he would have to wait until Christmas,” Amber said giving my cock a squeeze under the water.
“Now, don’t forget that you promised that Bill and I can stop by as soon as we get back from his parent’s. Maybe we could have a New Year’s hot tub party! I have a new bikini I can’t wait until summer to try out.” Amber gave me another squeeze when Tina mentioned the new bikini.
Amber said, “Your present is inside on the table. Maybe Jim could go in and get it for you? You should see him in his new speedo.” I was glad the heat from the tub was making me flush, or Tina would have seen how embarrassed I was at the idea of getting out of the hot tub almost wearing a speedo.
“A speedo? Sounds tempting. But you two look way too comfortable. I’ll just pop in and get it.” She hoisted the bag in her hand and said, “and I’ll drop this off for you two.”
Bill said, “I hope I didn’t ruin the surprise with that sugar prune fairy joke?’
I laughed, finally understanding what he had meant. “Nope, I was still very surprised.”
Tina reappeared with the present from Amber and said, “Well, I would love to stay and chit-chat, but we really need to get going if we are going to stay ahead of the weather.”
She came over and gave Amber a hug and a brief kiss on the corner of the lips. She then gave me a kiss on the cheek and headed back to were Bill waited.
“Bye, see you two in a couple of days. Give my love to your parent’s, Bill!”
I waited until I heard their car doors close before I pounced on my wife, grabbing her shoulder I pulled her onto my lap and into a kiss. “Going to make me wait until Christmas? We’ll see about that!”
“You better not even wait until Christmas Eve, I can’t wait six hours!” She suited actions to words and transferred her hand from my cock to my new speedo. My hands were likewise occupied untying the knots that held her skimpy bikini together. I quickly had the knot behind her back untied, but was having some problems with the one at her neck. Finally I resorted to pulling the whole thing over her head to get it disentangled from her hair. Frustrated by the piece of cloth I threw it back towards the house.
Amber coaxed me off the hot tub seat enough to pull my suit off. She stuck out her tongue to demonstrate her superiority at removing my clothes, and casually threw it over her shoulder. I pulled her towards me by her hips, and with a quick flip of my wrists undid the knots holding the bikini around her slim waist. The small triangle of cloth fell from her body and was swept away by the jets of the hot tub.
“Quick! Grab it before it gets sucked into the pump!” She quickly began scrambling after the bit of cloth, “We wouldn’t want to be out here without bubbles!” It took some work to catch the wildly moving bit of cloth, and it didn’t help that we kept rubbing against each other. Amber was the one who finally grabbed the bikini bottom and threw it away into the night.
I sank back onto the seat and pulled Amber towards me. She stood in front of me, with the steam swirling about her body. I kissed her belly where the water streamed down towards the cute little dimple of her navel. I licked her stomach gently and caused a giggle to escape from her as I probed her belly button. Amber kept trying to drop down as I kissed further down her belly.
My lips had just encountered the edge of her neat triangle when she said, “Please Jim! It’s getting cold. Let me back in the water.”
I held on to her hips and looked up at her face. Her teeth were just starting to chatter and I could see her nipples looking painfully erect. “Just one lick before the water washes away your sweetness.” I held firm to her hips and ducked my head down enough to give her one long lick.
I started as low as I could manage and felt my tongue nestle into her cleft. I could taste her sweet tangy juice on my tongue as it escaped from deep inside of her. As my tongue slid upwards it was forced out of her and I left it to drag across her barely exposed clit. I let my tongue slide down the soft ridge and felt her body shiver. This time I knew it was as much from desire as standing in the cold.
I released the pressure I had on her hips and she slide gratefully back into the hot water. She sank down and drifted back to sit across from me. Through the frothing water I could see her legs open lewdly in invitation. I move forward to follow her which left me kneeling in the center of the tub. I gently pulled her hips forward as I wrapped by arms around her. She wrapped her legs around my body as I bent to grasp a bobbing nipple in my mouth.
She moved closer to me, sinking deeper into the water so that her face and ears just floated above the surface. I kiss up her chest towards her neck, and then tried to nibble on her ear. The splashing bubbles kept sending water into my nostrils and mouth and instead I kissed my way towards her lips as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders. As the corners of our lips began to touch I could feel her hips begin rocking slowly against my stomach and then against my hips. Her legs began pulling me towards her as my lips found hers.
I began kissing her gently, our lips tugging at each other. My tongue slipped gently across her parted lips and was timidly met my hers. She withdrew her tongue, enticing mine to follow into her warm mouth. The kissing was too slow for the fire that was growing inside of me. I pushed my mouth against hers to keep her deeply, only to find ours heads dunked beneath the frothing surface.
We both came up sputtering, which soon turned to laughter. Amber wrapped her arms around me and her body floated alongside mine as I continued to kneel. She rubbed her soft wet cheek against mine and grabbed my earlobe with her teeth. She worried it for a moment, driving chills up and down my spine.
She kept her grip on my earlobe and with one hand reached down to find my cock which floated free in the churning water beneath her. Her lips closed around my earlobe as she aligned my cock with her entrance. She sucked and bit on my ear as she tried to slide down onto my shaft. But the hot water had washed away her natural lubricant, making the penetration more difficult.
“Please help me… I need you inside of me,” she begged into my ear. The tip of my cock had finally penetrated her, but every fraction of an inch gained was a trial. I pulled back slightly from her so that I could look into her eyes. I gave her a soft kiss and then slowly drifted away from her. She drifted back as well, leaving her legs and my cock the only thing holding us together.
When we were at right angles to each other, my cock was perfectly aligned with her sex. I grabbed her hips and slowly pulled her down onto me. Amber grabbed hold of my wrists and held on to me as I worked deeper into her. I pulled firmly and then relaxed, pulled a little more and relaxed.
I felt her legs spreading wider as her hips neared my own. Soon I could feel her hardened clit just grazing my body. But as I relaxed the pressure she drifted nearly an inch away. I looked at Amber’s pleading eyes across the frothing water and through the increasingly dense steam. I grabbed her hips tightly, watching her face as I gave one final thrust into her. For a split second I could feel her sex clutching me, trying to prevent the penetration, but the momentum of my thrust was too great and I was buried fully inside of her.
Amber tilted her face towards the sky and her hands gripped my wrists fiercely. She cried out with a primitive wail as our sexes united. Her hands worked their way up my arms as she pulled herself back towards me. As she changed her position I could feel my erection growing harder inside of her. Usually her generous lubrication caused my cock to slide about inside of her as she changed position, but the water had washed most of that away, causing her to grip my cock so much more tightly. I began to shake as the unusual feelings in my cock translated into shocks throughout my body.
With one hand trapping her hips against mine, the other hand worked up her spine towards her head. I pulled her mouth towards and mine pressed our mouths together. Even as our lips parted to suck in great pants of air, our tongues continued wrestling against each other. I felt Amber begin to grind her hips against mine. I could feel the thin skin on my cock sliding across the inner erection, but not moving relative to her. It was a strange wonderful feeling.
As she ground harder against me, I felt myself growing harder and harder, but no closer to coming. Amber stopped any pretense of kissing my and rested her forehead against mine as she ground herself against me. I could feel her cunt squeezing my cock as never before, and could almost hear her clit dragging across my pubic hair. Her hands sought purchase on my back, but the water made it too slick. Finally she dug in her nails, threw her head back and let out a silent howl. I watched her mouth open and the air rush from her lungs, but no sound escaped.
I felt her fingernails dragging furrows down my back as her legs jerked about in the water. She drew in a deep shuddering breath and collapsed against me. Her chin rested on my shoulder and her arms tried feebly to hold onto my slick back. That was when I felt my cock suddenly shift inside of her. Her fingernails dug in again, and I could feel the hard point of her chin digging into my shoulder and she shuddered violently.
The deepest three or four inches of my cock now moved freely inside of her. The tight ring about the base of my cock, where she still squeezed me convulsively was still stuck, but the rest slid about inside of her. As I tentatively pulled out slightly, I could feel her labia grasping my cock, refusing to be moved. I thrust into her and could feel my cock head slid against the deepest part of her while the base of my cock was still held in place.
Amber wrapped her arms around me and squeezed her cheek against mine. I knew my wife well enough to know that she was crying, even if I couldn’t see it as she clutched me. I could hear a slight snuffling as I began slow thrusts into her. At first she seemed to merely be bearing the overload of sensation for my sake, but soon her hips were moving to meet my thrusts.
Her arms squeezed my chest so tightly that I was having difficulty breathing. But it also drove the hard points of her nipples into me. The feeling of her slick body against mine, and her pulsing sex gripping me filled my mind. I looked over my wife’s shoulder into the night, but could only faintly see the swirling snow through the rising steam. It was like a dream, a hot wet deliciously erotic dream.
Suddenly, and almost without warning I could feel my orgasm shoot through my body. I tried to take a deep breathe but my wife held me too tightly. I saw stars flashing before my eyes as my body shuddered in climax. I nearly passed out as my cock shot copiously into my wife. We clutched each other as the force of our coupling tore through our bodies and minds.
Amber’s arms slid from around me as her upper body drifted backwards. We were both still panting as we lay floating in the water. I watched as the jets sent white foaming water over her lovely breasts as they lay heaving just under the surface. The image reminded me of the white foam that I had just deposited in her belly, causing a flexing of my cock inside of her.
Amber was so tired that her only response was a brief widening of her eyes and a tightening of her nipples. I could feel the grip her sex still had on the base of my cock as my cock tried to soften inside of her. She gazed across the steaming water at me, her eyes tired and thoroughly happy. Both of our bodies were entirely limp as we floated and rocked in the hot churning water.
My cock finally softened enough to pull free of her, and as we disengaged our bodies began to drift apart. With a good deal more effort than it should have required, I reached out to her and pulled her across the tub and towards me. I pushed against the bottom of the tub until I was sitting on the edge with my wife wrapped in my arms. She twined her fingers into mine so they wouldn’t float apart and we both drifted off.
We lay there for a long time. Not quite asleep, but not really awake. I don’t know what thoughts drifted through her mind, but I was captivated by the swirling grays that surrounded us. The underwater light from the hot tub cast an eerie light into the night. I watched in particular fascination as the snow continued to fall around us. Occasionally a stray breeze would lick across the tub and remind me we were out on a very cold night, but the steam from the tub mostly kept the cold far away from body and mind.
* * *
Sometime later I noticed a strange change in the lighting. Amber must have noticed it too as she suddenly stirred in my arms. With some difficulty she untangled her hands from mine and turned around to face me. She gave me a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose and said, “I love you.”
I wrapped my arms around her and gave her a squeeze that caused a faint squeak to escape her and then said, “I love you too, darling. Thanks for the wonderful Christmas present.”
She smiled at my trapping my face between her hands. “And thank you for a wonderful Christmas present. But I wish you hadn’t squeezed so hard. Now I really have to pee!” She went to the side of the tub and looked over the edge. She seemed a bit confused and then went to another side.
At first I wondered what was going on, and then I realized that I had no idea which way the house was. The tub was far enough away from the house that between the swirling steam and the heavy snow, it was nearly impossible to see. Finally she found the side with the steps and reached over for her flip flops. She dipped them into the tub to removed the snow that had accumulated on them and to warm them for her bare feet.
She looked at me abashedly and said, “I think I left the towels inside. Probably just as well since they would be covered in snow.” She stood up and I watched the water pour from her sleek body. The accumulated heat from the tub caused her body to emit as much steam as the hot tub did. Looking at her I wished I had a camera to capture how divine she looked at that moment.
Quickly she climbed out of the tub and hurried towards the house. I could hear her fumbling with the door for a moment before she called out, “Jim, can you get the door? It’s stuck.”
I felt a sudden chill that had nothing to do with a breeze. Skipping the flip flops, I climbed out of the tub and padded naked and barefoot to the door leaving deep prints in the snow. I grabbed the handle and tried to twist it, but the knob slipped in my wet hand. Gripping a little harder I was able to turn it a little when it suddenly stopped. I tried again the other way and with growing horror realized it was locked.
“Back into the tub, it’s locked!” I said and pushed Amber back to the glowing refuge. We splashed back into the tub just as the chill was starting to work it’s way through the lingering warmth in our bodies.
“How can it be locked? Tina went in to get the present without a problem!” Amber said.
“The door can be a bit tricky. It’s locked itself on me before, that’s why I asked you to get the hidey-key. Just in case Bill and Tina were away and we get locked out.”
“You mean, like Bill and Tina are away now?” Amber asked with growing trepidation. The way she said it made me realize that Amber hadn’t gotten the hidey-key.
“No hidey-key?”
“Well, not exactly. I got the fake rock thing, and a spare key made. But they’re on the kitchen table.”
I reached over the side and grabbed my flip-flops and shook off the snow before giving them a good dunk. “Well, I’ll run around the house and check if any of the windows are unlocked, or maybe the front door.” I looked on the ground around the tub and couldn’t see my swim trunks. Finally I said, “Honey, where are my trunks?”
“I threw them back towards the house. Well, I think it was back towards the house.” She joined me in scanning the area for my trunks, but the snow had fallen so thick that it was impossible to tell. Finally I spotted a vague lump back towards the house.
I hopped out of the tub and hurried over towards it. I reached into the pile of snow and my quickly numbing fingers felt a bit of icy cloth. I lifted the material up and quickly realized two things. The first was that it was actually the top of my wife’s new bikini. The second thing I realized was that is was only part of the top, the rest was frozen to the porch and in my haste I had torn it.
I hurried back to the hot tub and handed my wife the twin triangles that were still attached to the string that went around her back. Unfortunately the string that held the triangles up and would tie around her neck didn’t make the trip back to the tub.
“Well, at least no one is around to see you run around the house naked.” I knew she was trying to set a light mood, she hadn’t even mentioned that I ruined her brand new bikini. I gave her a kiss, dunked myself all the way in the water for a moment and braced myself.
I quickly got out of the water and hurried around to the front of the house. I didn’t bother trying the windows since I doubted that I would be able to open them while dripping with water, even if I wasn’t sure they were locked. I got to the front door and found nearly a foot of snow had fallen since we had gotten in the tub. Somewhere along the way I lost one of my flip-flops. By that point was feet were so numb I hardly noticed.
I tried the door knob but found it securely locked. I growled and pounded my fist against the door but nothing happened. I tried the windows on the front, but could see the latches were indeed firmly locked. As I stood in front of the house, shivering and trying to think, I noticed that the street lamps were off. That meant it was after ten o’clock. We had been in the tub for over four hours!
I began the walk back to the hot tub, going around the other side of the house. I noticed that the light in Grace’s house was still on, and I thought I could see a column of smoke rising from the chimney. I hurried back to the hot tub to tell Amber.
It took longer than I would have imagined for my jaw to unclench as I settled back into the scalding hot water. As the water sent fiery hot pain through me, especially my feet, my teeth began to chatter. Amber was quickly there pouring water over my shoulders and chaffing my skin with her hands. Finally I was able to say, “Doors locked,” before my teeth chattered again. I then added, “Grace, home, chimney smoke.”
I felt the heat from the tub driving the cold from my body and unclenching my muscles. I let out a long ahhh, as the chill fully left my body. Amber looked at me and asked, “can we break a window and get in that way?”
I shook my head. “By the time we got the window broken we would be numb. We would end up crawling into the house over broken glass. The way I see it, we can either stay in the hot tub until someone gets close enough that we can yell for help, or we can run over to Grace’s and hope she’ll let us in.”
Amber looked torn. She hadn’t really been out in the cold long enough to be afraid of the icy bite, but she still seemed reluctant to think about heading to Grace for help. She pulled me towards her a bit possessively. “What’s the matter darling? Is there something I should know about Grace?”
“I hardly know her and haven’t talked to her since high school. I’ve only caught a couple of glimpses of her since we’ve moved in. But… There is something about her, or maybe there was. I don’t know, I’m not thinking right, getting us locked out and everything. Maybe we should run over there.”
“There isn’t a lot of sense in both of us going and risking frostbite.” I looked at my beautiful wife and couldn’t bear the thought of seeing her shivering and blue. Plus she was so slim that the cold would get to her much faster than to me. “I’ll go, I just hope she doesn’t freak out seeing a strange naked man on her doorstep.” I thought about how cold it was going to be and decided to lift the mood with a dark joke, “Not that I’ll look like much of a man by the time I get there.”
Amber looked at me and horror and grabbed me in a hug. “Don’t you dare get frostbitten there, or I will never forgive you.” She kissed my cheek and laid her forehead against the side of my head. “Please be careful.”
I hugged her back and then started to try to disengage myself from her. She seemed reluctant to let me go, but finally relented. I dunked myself in the water again, feeling the heat sink into my head and shoulders. I stood quickly and wiped most of the water from my body as I climbed out of the tub. I gave Amber a quick wink as I started jogging over towards Grace’s house.
As the wind bit into me I desperately wanted to break into a run. As the deep snow crunched underfoot I knew that could lead to disaster. It was only a hundred yards from the hot tub to Grace’s front door, but it seemed like it took forever. By the time I ended up on her door step the warmth of the hot tub was a memory. I could see a light inside and thought I could make out some smoke intermixed with the heavily falling snow.
I pushed the door bell twice, but didn’t hear it ring. I tried it a third time and still didn’t hear anything. The cold bit into me and I curled my arms around me trying to fight it off. I started knocking on the door as the seconds ticked by.
At first I held my other hand over my shrunken manhood, trying to preserve some dignity, but the hand that was knocking grew incredibly painful. The icy hand impacting the door sent lances of pain through me. I had to switch hands to keep knocking. I moved the other hand to guard my crotch, but it seemed colder than the air and caused my penis to shrivel up further inside me.
I was soon bent over as the cold contracted my muscles, pulling me down to the fetal position. I kept knocking and trying to move my feet to keep some circulation going. Why wouldn’t the door open, I wondered. I thought about going back to the hot tub, but I didn’t think I could face this trip again. I decided to try a little longer.
My hands were locked into balls and I was crouched with my knees against my chest, but I kept knocking. I thought I heard something through the knocking and the rush of blood through my ears, but just as quickly labeled it as my imagination. Then suddenly my fist missed the door. I was strangely calm as I fell over, thinking I had waited too long to return to the tub.
Suddenly I felt fiery sandpaper rubbing against my shoulder. Then I felt it probing my back. At some point I realized I wasn’t resting on the soft cold support of snow, but on something much harder. I was pushed and rolled by the rough sandpaper across the incredibly hard floor.
I heard a thumping sound and felt a thousand needles lancing through my body. I felt the sandpaper again, this time on my hand. Something was trying to pry my hand open, but it was clenched too tightly. So the sandpaper wrapped around my wrist and tugged.
The sensations began to make more sense, and instead of sandpaper I was being scoured with steel wool. That was when I heard the voice, an angel’s voice urging me towards the light. No, it was a demon’s voice urging me towards the fire.
I opened my eyes but they refused to focus on anything, they felt like leaden balls in my head. Everything was dark except for a single patch. The pale patch seemed to change in size and be the source of the voice. My eyes rolled around and I could see a bright orange and yellow light dancing in the distance, the same direction that my hand was being pulled in.
The primal part of my brain took over and helped drag my frozen body towards the fire. Soon enough close enough to the fire that the heat seemed to be burning my frozen flesh. That was when the rough force on my wrist let go and I felt more than saw the pale presence leave me briefly.
My eyes were the first to thaw, and I watched the light from the fire dancing in front of me. When Grace returned with a pillow, blanket and towel, I had unfrozen enough to remember why I was so cold. She toweled my hair roughly to dry it, and ran the course material over my skin. It felt like I was being peeled, but I couldn’t unclench my muscles enough to object.
She turned me so my back was to the fire and lay my head on the pillow. She gathered the blanket to cover my legs and my front, but left my back bare to accept the radiant heat. Finally I said, “Amber, still in tub. She’ll worry.”
Grace reached out a mittened hand and stroked my cheek. “I’ll go get her. Now you get warm and don’t worry.” I watched as she grabbed some things and headed towards the door. As she left I could feel the terrible cramping give way to violent shivering as I drifted off to sleep.
I awoke some time later to find my nose and one ear cold, but the rest of my body growing warm. I was surrounded by something soft warm and silky. I snuggled up to it, and it seemed to snuggle into me from both sides.
* * *
I woke up as the morning light began filling the room with white light. My nose was cold again, but I could feel my wife’s long warm body pressed against me. Her arm wrapped around me protectively. I pulled her back into me, and then realized something was wrong. Fully opening my eyes I realized the hair that my nose was trying to snuggle into for warmth was red and not brown. The body I had pulled back against me was much too small to be my wife. Her shoulders were below mine, but my cock was trapped firmly between her thighs. My very erect cock, and her very naked thighs.
The sudden panic seemed to cause my cock to swell even more rather than go limp. I felt the person in front of me move subtly and felt a wet heat against the top of my cock. It must be Grace, I thought. She saved me and my wife and I am about to fuck her as she sleeps!
I realized that there was also a body behind me, the body that had an arm wrapped around me. That body, I knew belonged to my wife. I moved enough to rouse Amber as she lay behind me. “Jim, honey, are you awake? Do you feel alright? I was so terribly worried when you were gone so long.”
I turned my head to look back at Amber, leaving my arms wrapped around Grace and said, “How long was I gone before Grace got you?”
“It was at least half an hour. She said that you were all blue when she found you and that it took her more than five minutes to drag you in front of her fire.” Speaking of fire, I could feel Grace moving in front of me. She seemed to be snuggling down into my crotch, pressing my cock against her very hot pussy.
“Something happened to her heater and she had been huddled in front of the fireplace to keep warm. She decided to see if our heat worked and if she could stay with us for the night. So she was upstairs getting dressed when you rang. That’s why it took her so long to get you inside.” Amber gave me a gentle hug and continued her story.
“Anyway, she got you in front of the fire, got a spare coat, towel and pants for me and came to my rescue. It was so strange to see her walking through the snow towards me. She was all bundled up, and looked so cold, and I was completely naked and very warm.”
“She helped me dry off and get dressed as I told her what happened. She brought me back here and you were asleep although no longer blue. We built up the fire and then snuggled against you to get you warm.”
I leaned by head back on the pillow and tried to relax. Did they have to both snuggle against me naked? As I felt Grace’s body against mine I slowly realized she wasn’t quite naked. She had on a silk nightgown that must have ridden up in the night. I suddenly felt a small hand close around the head of my cock and heard Grace give a big yawn.
She turned her head back to look at Amber and me but kept her hips tightly nestled against mine. “It looks like we all made it through the night!” Her hand squeezed me and she said, “and apparently none of the important pieces are broken.” Grace let go of me and released me from between her silky thighs. No sooner had she done that than I felt Amber’s hand grab me from behind.
I could feel a hot blush forming on my cheeks as Amber said, “You naughty boy. What must our hostess think.”
“Don’t be so hard on him. Weren’t you the one who said you were worried about his penis falling off in the cold?” Grace turned to face us both leaving my front suddenly devoid of warmth.
I felt Amber bury her face in my shoulder to hide a blush of her own. “I suppose I did, but it is still rude to poke a stranger in the bottom just to prove you can.”
“It was more of a grazing than a poke. And even though I am sure it’s only a natural reflex, I’ll take it as a compliment.”
Amber gave my cock a couple of strokes as she listened to Grace speaking and then said, “Well, you should be complimented. You saved his life after all.”
“That isn’t the kind of compliment I sought. I hoped it was because he found me attractive, and not because I saved him from the cold.” Amber kept stroking my cock slightly, and the whole situation felt oddly surreal.
“Well, even if he doesn’t, I think you are very attractive. You were kind of cute under that skinny kid exterior when you were a freshman, but I wouldn’t have guessed you would turn out so beautiful.” Amber continued stroking the base of my cock slowly as she spoke, and I could feel a drop of precum gathering at the tip of my cock.
“Did you really think I was cute?” Grace asked with a gleam in her eye. I realized that this woman must be full of self-doubt. Her one experience with public schools left her shunned and mocked. Since then she lived basically alone except for her grandmother and tutors. On top of that she always had to wonder if people liked her, or her money.
“I still do, Grace. Not just cute and beautiful on the outside. You’re obviously kind and beautiful on the inside since you took us in, naked, in the middle of the night.”
“Well, Jim seemed harmless enough, curled up in a little ball. Although I was afraid of running into whatever made those marks on his back. But when he said you were still trapped in the hot tub, I was…” A blush crept over her face and she ducked her head slightly. “Well, I was excited to see how you turned out. Especially when I thought that you might be naked too!”
“How I turned out?” Amber asked. She stopped stroking me in surprise. I thrust my hips slightly to remind her to keep stroking.
“Yeah. All the boys talked about T and A, Tina and Amber, being the hottest girls ever. You were both so cute and perky, but that doesn’t always last past high school.”
Amber laughed lightly and bit my shoulder. “Did they really call us T and A? I can’t believe they really called us that! I heard a rumor once, but didn’t think it was true.”
“I overheard some of the boys talking about it one day. I was going to tell you about it, since you two had been the only girls who were nice to me. But the boys saw me walking away. They warned me not to tell… Then told their girlfriends that I was a lezzy.”
I gasped. High schoolers could be cruel, but that was excessive. This wasn’t a really large town, and it was nearly a decade ago, added together it meant real trouble for someone to be gay.
A little tear formed in Grace’s eye and she continued, “Remember when you and Tina found me tied up in the girl’s locked room? The other girl’s had done that. They all took turns rubbing their pussies in my face. You and Tina were so nice when you found me that I developed a crush on you. Then I was half convinced that I was lesbian.”
Amber’s hand stopped stroking me, but her fingers formed a tight ring around my cock. I looked at Grace’s down-turned face and reached an arm out to her. She quickly pulled herself against me and started to cry. This trapped my erection and Amber’s hand between us, but we all pretended to ignore it.
Eventually I turned, so I was laying on my back. I had one arm around Amber and the other still held Grace as she continued crying softly against my chest. As I moved, Amber released my cock and wrapped the arm around Grace instead.
It was Amber who finally broke the silence and said, “Do you know why Tina and I happened to come into the locker room after school?” I had about what they did in the locker room after school, and my cock strained against the blanket wishing for Amber’s hand to return.
“You said you had overheard some of the girl’s talking about it,” Grace said as she got a hold of herself.
“Well, we came up with that afterwards, since we had to tell you something. The truth is, Tina and I would occasionally sneak into the girl’s locker room to… fool around. We never did much more than kissing and rubbing in the shower. But instead we found you tied up naked. We never did it again because we were so afraid of someone finding out and doing the same thing to us. I always felt bad that you got punished for something that we did.”
The two were soon hugging each other over my body. I lost track of what they were saying, but it sounded like they were both apologizing and forgiving for things neither had ever done. Finally they broke off the hug and settled back to lying on me across from each other.
“So, you’ve never done it again?” Grace asked with a bit of a blush. I took the opportunity to grab Amber’s bottom. She pushed back against my hand slightly and opened her legs for me. I slide a finger between her legs and found her incredibly wet and open to my touch.
“No, but I’ve always wondered what it would be like, now that I really know what sex is,” Amber said quietly. She pushed back against my finger subtly and glanced at me quickly. I wasn’t entirely a dummy and could feel the sexual tension in the room mounting. I decided to take a chance, and moved my other hand to Grace’s bottom. She responded even more enthusiastically than Amber had and soon wrapper her leg over mind, grinding herself into me. It didn’t take long for her hot pussy to pull my finger inside of her.
I slowly worked a second finger into Grace and watched her face for a reaction. The only sign I saw was a slight hesitation and flutter of the eyelids as she said, “I’ve always wondered too.” She paused and cast her eyes down. They flicked over to me quickly before she said, “Do you think your husband would mind if I kissed you?”
“I really don’t care if he does,” Amber said as she leaned forward to kiss Grace. Their lips met inches in front of my face and it was beautiful. I watched their lips repositioning for a deeper contact and pushed my fingers as deep as I could into them. They both moaned into the other’s mouth.
They continued kissing and soon Amber’s leg was also wrapped around me. I could feel both of them rubbing themselves against me. Their legs slid against each other between mind and I occasionally felt their hips rubbing against my cock.
Amber’s hand reached down for my cock as they continued to kiss and grind. She wrapped her fingers around me and began stroking, matching the pace of my fingers inside of her. I watched Grace’s hand start at my wife’s shoulder and slide downwards, disappearing under the blanket. Soon I felt her hand join my wife’s. They laced their fingers together and continued to stroke me.
The kiss broke and both women looked at each other with an animal hunger I had seldom seen on my wife’s face. Grace said, “I don’t think your husband minds. Would you mind if I kissed him?” My cock swelled at the idea and I shoved my fingers deep into my wife, pleading with her.
Amber gave a slight shudder and ground herself hard against me. Finally she said, “I would rather you just fucked him and let me kiss him.” Grace’s eyes grew very wide and she pushed her hips hard back against my fingers.
“Do you really mean it?” Grace asked. Amber glanced down at me, turned to Grace and winked. She then leaned down to give me the deepest kiss she had even given me. She moved her leg from over mine to make room for Grace to mount me.
Grace threw back the covers and ripped off her nightgown. Her high pale breasts were capped by bright pink nipples that hardened suddenly in the chill air. Amber’s kiss was getting more sloppy and I realized she was trying to see my cock sink into Grace. With the hand that had been exploring Grace’s sex, I moved Amber’s head away from mine and towards where my cock pointed up into the air.
I rested my hand on top of one cheek as her other cheek pressed into my belly. I ran my finger under her nose, so that she could smell the juices that lingered. I heard her take a deep sniff and then felt her mouth close suddenly on my fingers. She pulled them into her mouth and sucked on them as she watched Grace begin to sink onto me.
I could see Grace’s face and breasts over my wife’s long brown hair, but I couldn’t see her sex as it slowly surrounded my cock. She sat down slowly as my cock explored deep inside of her. Maybe it was my imagination, or maybe it was the cold air in the room, but her sex felt incredibly hot. Grace’s thick lubrication soon coated my cock as she kept descending. I desperately wanted to thrust inside of her but I felt my wife’s hand press down on my hips.
Finally Grace had taken me in completely. I saw her eyes close and her head tilt back as the final inch between us disappeared. I heard two gasps, one from Grace and one from my wife who had a very intimate view.
Grace’s weight rested for a moment on me and then she proceeded to fuck me. She rose up until just the head of my cock was inside of her and then slid all the way down. Over and over she rose, and over and over she fell back onto me. I felt Amber’s hand on my belly grasping me each time I disappeared into Grace.
Amber was fascinated as she watched Grace fuck me. She slowly swung her leg over my head and lowered her wet pussy to my face. I don’t know if she intended for me to lick her, but lick her I did. I buried my cold nose into her hot pussy and sucked and licked on her clit without mercy. She leaned forward and began resting her weigh on her hands on my stomach. Having her resting on me was a bit uncomfortable, but it did distract me enough to last much longer inside of Grace than I normally could have.
I have become relatively good at pleasing my wife with my tongue, but the speed with which she came completely surprised me. It was only a minute or two before her weight pushed into my face, burying my nose in her fragrant pussy. I couldn’t breath, but I continued to suck on her clit as she writhed on top of me.
I started to grow faint from the lack of air and my body began bucking. My frenetic motions seemed to have set Grace off as well as I heard her scream pierce the room. Amber lifted off me enough for me to gasp for air as I felt Grace squeezing me inside of her.
Amber lifted her sex higher off my face until I could see all the way to where her breasts swayed beneath her. She looked down at me and said, “I want you to come inside of her!” She pushed her body up higher until I could see Grace’s face as it still contorted in pleasure. A dark pink blush suffused her skin and I could see her lips quivering. I looked downward and between my wife’s hands I saw a dark red V. Grace lifted slightly and I could see the shaft of my cock undeniably buried inside of this other woman.
That was all the impetus I needed and soon I was thrusting up into Grace. The extra effort of having to thrust against my wife’s hands didn’t matter to me. Within a dozen strokes I felt my cum boiling for release in my testicles. I was about to come when I saw my wife lean forward to lick Grace’s breast.
Grace whimpered and shuddered as my cum began splashing inside of her. Every shot seemed to send a fierce contraction through her. I held onto Amber’s hips as the climax wracked my body, and I could see Grace and Amber holding each other.
Eventually, and with a couple of soft kisses, they broke the embrace. Amber moved her leg back over my body so that she could lie down next to me. She kissed me gently as she wrapped her arms around me She then rested her head on my chest and hummed softly.
Grace tried to rise, but decided against it. She slowly lay down on top of me leaving my cock buried inside of her. Amber’s arm was briefly trapped between us, but everyone was too tired to care.
Eventually Amber got up and pulled the blanket back on top of us. She lay down next to me, snuggling into the crook of my arm. She kissed me gently and then turned to the still flushed Grace and gave her a kiss as well.
I turned to my wife and looked into her dreamy eyes and said, “believe it or not, I thought on the drive home that we should pop over and wish Grace a Merry Christmas.”
Both girls grinned at me and Grace said, “Well, it is only Christmas Eve. I think there is a lot more popping to be had.”
We tried to make a little more chitchat, but soon we all fell asleep snuggled up together.
* * *
Grace’s heat hadn’t magically been fixed by the time we woke up. Her phone worked and we called a locksmith. He wasn’t able to come until Christmas day because of the condition of the roads. So Grace, Amber and I built up the fire and snuggled together all through Christmas Eve. We spent most of the time just talking, even though all three of us were naked under shared blankets.
When the locksmith finally arrived the next day, Grace and Amber greeted him while I hid my nakedness in the next room. The girls soon returned with the house keys and clothes for me to wear back. We locked up Grace’s house and headed home. We cranked the heat in the bedroom up as high as it would go and the three of us unwrapped each other and climbed into bed.
The next morning I woke up alone. I looked out the window and saw the girls having some fun in the hot tub without me. The doorbell rang as I considered where to join them or let them have their own fun.
I started heading downstairs to answer the door. On impulse I instead headed to an upstairs window where I could look across the street. I saw Bill shoveling their driveway and knew that it must be Tina at the door. I also knew that if the door wasn’t answered soon, she would check for us in the hot tub.
Smiling, I returned to the bedroom window and waited for Tina to discover the unwitting couple enjoying the hot tub.