1 comments/ 16715 views/ 0 favorites The Snow Angel By: deputy duffy The weather forecast was for snow. It was perfect timing. I was going up to my family's cabin for the weekend, to do a little skiing. I had just turned 30 and was unattached at the time, hoping to pick up a ski bunny, or two. (A guy can dream, can't he?) My cousin and his wife were already up there. So at least I wouldn't be skiing alone, if plan A failed. Friday night, before I left on the two-hour trip north, I popped into my favorite pub for a beer (just one). I took my first sip when I noticed Cheryl walk in. I noticed, because she was the kind of woman that everyone notices. (She was young, blonde, and buxom, but there was more to it than that.) I was a little surprise that she was alone, because not only was she married, but she also had a lot of girlfriends. I caught a huge break when the only bar stool open was the one next to mine. She flashed me an angelic smile, as she sat with a dancer's grace. When she ordered, I (being a gentleman) told the bar wench (ok, maybe not a complete gentleman) to put it on my tab. (I got another smile from Cheryl and another beer for myself. It just didn't seem like the time to leave.) We knew each other by sight, but had never really talked. After some small talk, things began to get a little more personal. I learned that her husband was away for a while (they were having a tiff) and that her two boys were staying with her folks. To me it seemed like a good time to mention the cabin and the skiing. She giggled. I figured I was shot down, before I even started, but then she put her hand on my thigh and purred, "I've never been skiing before." This time I giggled, because I thought she was joking. (Seeing as we both lived in Vermont, and I thought everyone 'round here has hit the hills at least once.) It was also a nervous one, because her hand was rubbing so close to my "package." Honestly, it took a few more drinks and some rubbing of knees, before she said she would come with me -- Although, by the end of the night, I'm not sure we were even talking about skiing anymore. Since the drinks had flowed pretty good, I agreed to pick her up in the morning. (She had to check in with the folks, anyways. And she said something about an early morning beauty appointment.) I was admittedly nervous when I pulled up in front of her townhouse, the next morning. I was hoping that a good nights sleep hadn't changed her mind. I was also wondering if I could really follow through with my naughty little plan for the weekend. As it turned out it, it didn't snow. (Fucking weathermen!) But there was plenty on the ground already for my purposes. A red sports car pulled up next to my truck. Seeing that the driver had blonde hair, I said a little prayer. Then she opened her door and skipped over to my truck's window. I was floored. Her hair and makeup were perfect. (It was a first. She actually looked better than I'd remembered from the night before.) She was dressed in the colors of a roulette wheel. Her green parka was open, showing a red low-cut sweater (the cleavage spec-fucking-tacular!) She wore a small black skirt, black ankle boots with deliciously high heels, and red tights in between. She certainly looked like my kind of woman. But, I had to know if she was REALLY my kind. "We ready?" I asked, unsure if I was asking just her. "Nooo," She moaned. I gasped, like being punched in the stomach. "I have to change first," she said, looking down. "Oh, I see," I said, with a chuckle. "But why? You look fabulous." "Thanks. I just got back from the salon, but I'm just a tad underdressed for...." "No, it's pretty toasty in here." I interrupted. "Plus, you can change at the cabin." "Ok, just let me get my stuff," she said, before she skipped back into the house. After a silent cheer, I got out of the truck and did some nervous pacing. I had spent a lot of time thinking about this woman from a far, and I was still having trouble believing it was all this close. I knew it wasn't love, but I'm not sure I've ever wanted anyone more. I also figured this was my one shot. She came back out about ten jittery minutes later. I loaded her gear, and then, with a handful of butt cheek, I helped her into my four by four. When I got in my side, I figured it was time to start the test. I wanted to let her know right away just what was in store for her this weekend. First I helped her slip out of her parka and tossed it in the back. Then leaning over her body, I reclined her seat's back a couple of notches, while also inhaling her intoxicating fragrance. She wore a puzzled look. I grabbed her right wrist and slid it behind her lower back, as I did with the other. Reaching across her again, and grabbing her seatbelt, while brushing against her impressive chest, I slowly pulled the belt into place. I ran the chest strap down her cleavage and pulled it tight. She chewed her bottom lip. I leaned into her like I was going to kiss her, but instead I whispered into her ear, "This weekend you're mine, and then afterward, we both go back to our lives." Just so she knew exactly what I meant, I fondled the sweater-covered breast that was closest and then slid over to the other one. (They felt even better than I'd imagined.) She squirmed under my rough touch, but kept her hands in place, and she never said a word. She only offered a whimper when I traced the outline of her nipple with a finger. I had to pull myself away, and then adjusted my own seatbelt. I sat, and gave her sometime to think. She finally closed her eyes and nodded. (I wondered if she knew JUST what that nod meant.) I put the truck in drive and made my way to the highway. Once there, I put the truck into cruise control, and, with one eye on the sparse traffic, I turned the other to the lovely creature sitting right next to me. My right hand fell upon her knee, and her body quivered, but it wasn't her knee I was really interested in. I slowly worked my hand up her smooth tights, until her skirt got in the way. With a huff, I pulled the material up and tucked it into the waistband. She gasped. She had on small white panties that looked pink under the red tights. (Normally, I'm not to fond of tights, but these were pretty thin and kind of cute.) I slid my hand down her thigh, and back up, only this time, on her inner thigh. I meet some resistance, but a pinch of flesh sent her legs moving apart. I now had clearance to my target. I slowly moved my hand beneath the tights and over the flimsy material that only weakly guarded her pussy. Lightly at first, my fingers moved in small circles, until I got a tiny moan, and then I really pressed down hard. She inhaled deeply. I stop moving my hand, but left it there, right between her legs. I moved my middle finger until I was sure it was splitting her pussy lips in two. Turns out that the tights were actually helpful in holding my hand firmly in place. I think she expected me to move my hand away, because she kept looking my way, but I kept my eyes forward. After a couple of minutes, she asked how long it was to the cabin. I just laughed. (I don't think she quite got it yet.) After a couple more minutes, I cleared my throat. "We do have some time, so let me just say this.... I thought you would have figured it out by my actions thus far that you are not in control here -- I am." "So I can't talk?" She said, rather wisely. I didn't answer. "You were so nice last night and now...." "Now?" I said, with a piercing look. This time she didn't answer. I let a few minutes go by before I added, "And now you realize that when you walk in the woods sometimes the wolf's gunna eat yah." I think this scared her a little more than I'd intended, so I chuckled a bit. "And don't worry, like I said -- this weekend you're mine and then we go back to our lives." "So I'm 'your'...what?" She meekly asked. "There are many names for it. But let's just say that I 'lead' and you 'follow.' I 'order' and you 'obey.' It's that simple." "B-b-but...." "Not buts!" I snapped, hoping that I wasn't pushing to hard. (I was also very nervous, because, unlike my alter ego Deputy Duffy, I had never done anything like this before.) "You're not into whips and chains, or own a dog or anything?" "Nooo," I moaned. "I'm a little bent, but I'm not going to whip you, or make you have sex with animals, or even pee on you. Nothing weird...just sex where I'm in charge." She sighed, ambiguously. (She must surf the Internet, too.) "But it still might be a little embarrassing for you -- like riding with my hand on your pussy and the truck filling up with your womanly scent." "But why?" She whined. "Because I can." She smacked her lips at my wise-ass answer. So I had to recover quickly. "Do you want to hear just a little, to ease your mind?" She nodded her head. (I watched the road, as I tried to gather my thoughts, but she was focused on me. My heart was pounding. I was about to actually tell her some of my plans. I thought, "What if she laughs at me, or thinks I'm strange...or worse?" But I had my hand on her pussy and had already felt her up, so....) "Well, for starters, when we get there, in another hour or so, I know you'll need to freshen up. (I wiggled my middle finger.) But first, I will show you around the cabin. Just two rooms and a bathroom, so not much to see. And my cousin and his wife will be skiing for the day, so the cabin will be ours. (I'd called my Cuz to make sure.) I will take you into the bathroom and start a bath. While the water flows, you will slowly strip for me, piece by piece." I stopped to quickly look over her outfit, and to give her a little time to let it sink in. I also pictured her clothes piled up on the bathroom floor. Inside, I giggled like a horny teenager before I continued. "I can't wait to see what you have in store for me under the sexy red sweater.... Like what color are your nipples? Are they pink? Brown? Big areolae, or small?" She gulped, looking down at her chest as well. (But she had stopped her whining.) I swerved to pass a slow car and then I continued. "And the finale piece will be these sexy white panties." (I flicked my middle finger a few times and she quivered.) "You will slip them into my pant's pocket. You'll probably be a little embarrassed at there wetness (I could already feel it) and the fact that you'll now be buck naked before my eyes. Eyes that will take a good look. My opinion here, but there is nothing better than seeing a woman naked for the first time.... Nothing! "I will help you into the tub. You will not sit, because it's a bath for my viewing pleasure. I will instruct you in systematic washing of your body parts, until you are a soapy goddess. You will then rinse and step out of the tub and towel dry. I think there's some baby lotion on one of the bathroom shelves. Using it, I will get my hands on every inch of that body. But I will be honest here and say that I will focus on your breasts and ass the most. When I'm finished, you will bask in a heavenly glow. I will take my time looking you over before we begin. It will be as simple as you following my commands." When I paused, the truck was eerily quiet. I think her breathing was a little heaver now, and certainly her face was flushed. I was wondering just how much to tell her. "What kind of 'things' will you ask me to do?" She asked, her voice just stronger than a whisper. "Oh, what some people might call 'naughty things', but you'll just have to wait and see." She smacked her lips again. So I figured I'd better tell her a little more. . "But I'm not going to be cruel about it. I mean, I'm not going to call you dirty names or slap you around or cause you pain or any of that. (I honestly don't go for any of that.) Just think of it as a grown up version of 'Simon Says.'" "Steven Says," she said, with a giggle and then a smile. I just nodded, and it was time for some more silent cheering. "Now, no more talking," I said, as I turned up the radio. "Steven, can I ask one more thing?" "I guess," I said, figuring that she was going tell me one of her "don'ts." "Although this is all a little strange, I'll play along...but please don't tell anyone down at the bar.... Promise?" I nodded (knowing that no one would believe me anyways), happy that the truck had cruise control, because if it didn't I think I would have just put the gas petal through the floorboards. I also didn't tell her all that I had in store for her this weekend. Like the simple fact that my cousin is married to a fiery redhead, who adores sexy blondes, too. I'll confess that she's had better luck with the snow bunnies than I have. I think my cousin likes to watch, but sadly, I have never been invited to join in on the fun, because I'd never been able to find a woman that met her high standards. I glanced over at Cheryl with a smile, knowing she was miles above them, and I was planning on doing more than just watching. (I also noticed that the bright sunshine had formed a halo over her head. It was like she was my little snow angel.) Mile after mile we drove, my hand never moving except for the occasion bump in the road, or a lane change or two. She would try to "cheat" once in a while, to accelerate the process, by squeezing her thighs or her ass cheeks, but my quick frown would then discourage her. No -- My little snow angel would have to beg me to make her cum, and I had all weekend to do it. The End Thanks for reading my story. Please send me your comments. And please Vote. The Snow Angel This is another Brent and Valerie story, using the same characters from my first submission. I have a number of these planned so I'll mix one in once and a while along with all the other ideas I have. As always I apologize for any grammatical errors up front and urge you to practice safe sex even though my characters don't. Comments and suggestions are welcomed and I hope anyone who reads the story will enjoy it. *** "Look how drunk she is." "I bet she's still thinking about with that guy she was with." "Well drink up honey because tonight you'll be getting over him by getting under me." "Ha, ha, ha," they all laughed. They were talking about my friend Valerie. I'd be damned if either of these jackasses would be getting anywhere near her tonight. She started working with us a year and a half ago and I'd had a huge crush on her since the day I met her. I certainly wanted her for myself now that she was single again, but she was too good for these guys either way. I glared at them silently, unnoticed and ready to come to her rescue if any of them tried to take advantage of her in her drunken state. At least they were right about one thing, she was absolutely plastered tonight... Valerie had moved here from the Midwest to take a job with our advertising firm. I'd been there for four years and was managing several of our accounts by the time she joined us. I remember seeing her that first day and being attracted to her instantly. I had known we were hiring a new girl that week but didn't know any more than that. She'd be starting out working for a client handled by someone else so I wasn't told much about her. At the time I was in an on again, off again relationship with a girl named Heather. I thought there might be a future with her and was planning to work things out between us, but when I saw Valerie that first day I found myself staring in confusion, amazed that one glance at another woman could change so much. She had curly blonde hair that fell just past her shoulders and pretty blue eyes. Her small perky breasts and nicely flared hips gave her body an alluring appeal to my admiring eye. Without a doubt though, it was her beautiful smile that ultimately left me wanting to see and learn more of her. "Excuse me. Hi, I'm new here. Could you direct me to George Allen's office?" she asked seeing me stood in the doorway to my office. "Oh no you're not him are you? I'm just starting today and I was assigned to his team," she said smiling nervously and looking at the floor when I didn't answer right away. "No, no, no. I'm Brent," I said offering my hand for the shaking as an excuse to touch her. "George is down that hallway and take a... well tell you what come with me I'll give you the tour." I guided her around the office barely able to focus on what I was saying. I showed her every place she'd need to know as she laughed at all my lame jokes with a charming smile that made my heart sing. Delivering her a few minutes later to George's office I backed away wanting to spend more time with her and soon. Over the next few months I tried to make an excuse to see her whenever I could. Heather and I drifted apart for good during that time. I didn't think it was right to lead her on when I had been falling for Valerie since the moment we met. When she called wanting to get back together again I told her I didn't a see a future with her and was ready to move on. She's a sweet girl and will make some guy a great wife one day I'm sure, but I just couldn't be with her anymore with my feelings for Valerie growing stronger by the day. She remembered me from her first day and would say hello whenever we passed in the hall. Soon we were eating lunch together whenever we ran into each other in the lunchroom. Most days I watched her head in and followed a few minutes later knowing she'd flash that irresistible smile my way and invite me to sit with her. I learned all I could about her and was slowly building up the courage to ask her out. As long as she wasn't on one of my teams, I knew management wouldn't have any problem with us seeing each other. "Hi Brent," she said smiling at me as I sat down next to her a few days after I had ended things with Heather. "Hey Val, how's your day going?" I asked politely. "Great! Though work doesn't have anything to do with it," she admitted. "Frank called last night and we spoke for hours. He said he's sorry for what happened before and he wants to make it up to me. He's moving out here next week and I can't wait to see him again." "Well... that's... that's certainly good news," I said in a stunned voice. The little she'd said told me about him had been more that enough for me to hate him forever. I knew he had done something to hurt her badly. "Heather and I broke up for good," I heard myself say while trying to forget my plans for romantic dinner alone with Valerie. "Oh you poor thing. I'm so sorry to hear that," she said reaching her hand across the table to rub my forearm soothingly. "I feel so bad now, I had no idea Brent. You must be heartbroken." "I'll be ok," I said in a low voice. I was heartbroken all right but it had nothing to do with Heather. I began cursing myself for being such a timid fool and missing my chance with Valerie. "Brent?" she said shaking my arm. I'd missed what she was saying. "I'll take you out on Friday if you like. Don't worry I'm sure you'll find a new girl soon," she assured me with her pretty smile. "I'd like that," I said knowing it might be the closest I'd ever get to a date with her. That Friday she took me to club and got me totally hammered. I'm normally not much of a drinker but that night I threw down whatever she placed in front of me. Before I managed to get too drunk to walk she kept pointing out other women in the bar to me. I wondered how she could be so blind that she couldn't see I was sitting with the only girl I wanted already. By closing time I'd managed to sober up a little anyway and thanked her for trying to lift my spirits. How I avoided trying to make a move on her in my drunken state I'll never know. She saw me off in a cab and gave the driver $20 telling him to make sure I at least made it into my building before he drove off. The following week Frank arrived and suddenly I was seeing less and less of her around the office. She stopped flashing me that wonderful smile when we passed in the hallway and didn't talk to me unless I spoke to her first. I was sure I must have done something inappropriate that night she took me out and left her alone since it was obvious she wanted nothing to do with me anymore. She'd never be just another girl around the office to me, though I slowly started to accept the fact that we might never be close again. I still savored the rare sight of her warm smile whenever I caught her sharing it someone else and I never managed to get over her completely. A couple of months after our Friday on the town the company president called Valerie, George, and I into his office. "I called you all in here because we need to make a change," he said in his brusque voice. Earl was a great boss to work for but he always tried to come across as a hard ass. "That project we had Valerie working on is winding down so she'll need something new starting next week." "I don't have much else for her to do right now Earl," said George knowing Earl liked nothing more to yell at you for perceived stupidity. "I know that Allen!" growled Earl. "That's why I brought Brent to our little meeting. He's already swamped with some of the campaigns he's working on and he'll be losing Sharon to maternity leave in a few weeks. I'm switching Valerie to his team." "Well she's already worked with George for a while and knows his style, maybe we should switch someone else?" I said stoking the fires. "I like that idea Brent, but who could I send you instead," said George picking up on my lead as he pretended to ponder the change. "I said Valerie is switching! Anyone have a problem with that?" he asked daring us to speak. "Good now get out!" he said when no one said anything in the next few seconds. George and I started laughing hysterically as soon as we left the office. We'd both been there long enough to know what Earl was like and loved nothing more than to trigger his harmless wraith. Looking at Valerie's scared expression only made us laugh harder still. I would have been devastated if I thought there was still a chance for romance with Valerie, knowing that the switch to my team meant Earl wouldn't approve of us dating. As it was there was nothing to do but try and clear the air between us and get back to work. I told George I had some things to go over with Valerie before next week if possible and he sent her with me right away. "Have a seat," I said looking through a folder that had been placed on my desk while I was gone. I glanced up and smiled, but she turned away. "Whatever I did that night you took me out I apologize Valerie," I said closing the door and sitting down again. "Really I'm sorry for whatever it was, but I was so drunk I can't remember what happened. If we're going to work together then we need to get past it. If it's not something we can work through then I'll tell Earl to find somewhere else for you." "You didn't do anything," she said still afraid to make eye contact with me. "Well then what happened? You used to smile every time we passed in the hall," I said trying to get whatever it was out in the open. The way she had been acting since that night made me scared to think about what I might have done. "Now you look away when we pass or when I come to the lunchroom." "It's nothing you did," she said, giving me a look that said don't ask anymore. "Damn it Valerie! How are you supposed to work for me if you can barely look at me? Just tell me what happened and I swear I'll make it up to you," I said hoping it was possible to make amends for whatever had happened that night. "I can go to Earl but he's going to ask why we can't work together. He won't reorganize the office just because someone doesn't like a coworker. If you won't tell me that's fine but you can be sure he'll want to hear the whole story." It was only half true. Over time he'd come to trust my judgment so if I told him she had to be moved he'd grumble about it for a while, then do it. "Brent I can't... please just let it go..." she said looking at the floor. I had to know. I'd been falling head over heels in love with this girl and part of me needed to know what had destroyed my chances. "Forget it then. C'mon we'll go to Earl's office and you can tell him," I said my voice getting angry in frustration now. I could see she was close to saying something. "When Frank got here I told him all about work," she said in whisper. "I told him about the first big campaign I helped with and the companies I was working with and you. When I was finished he kept asking questions about you... over and over... the same questions..." her voiced trailed off and she looked terrified. "What happened Valerie?" I asked with a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. There was no way our innocent friendship should have caused this kind of pain. "Did he hit you?" I asked afraid to hear the answer, she shook her head with unshed tears in her eyes. "Has he hit you before?" I asked and she looked away. That son of a bitch! I knew there had been some big problems between them in the past and assumed he had probably cheated on her, never imagining it could be so much worse. I did what I could to make the situation better for her. There was no way she could hide me being her immediate boss from him so I went to Earl and told him she couldn't work for me. He made the change no questions asked. I tried to tell her she deserved so much better but it was like she was brainwashed. Pleading with her to get away from him did no good. She was convinced she could make things work with him and said crazy things like, 'He doesn't get mad unless I make him' and 'He can be nice when he's not drinking.' I'd heard of battered women syndrome before but I never realized the kind of power and control these cowards hold over their victims until experiencing it first hand. For half a year I'd wanted her all to myself, now I'd be happy to see her with anyone but this monster. I worried about her constantly. I couldn't believe a man lucky enough to be with a wonderful woman like Valerie could treat her so badly. There wasn't much else I could do, I knew going to the police would be useless she was willing to press charges and feared it might make things worse if anything. As far as I knew he hadn't been physically abusive towards her since moving out here but I thought about her being alone with him all the time. For the next few months I found myself staring at her everyday for signs that something had happened and was relived that I never saw any. Over time I started to relax a little and she slowly warmed up to me again. Things were almost normal again until two months ago. We had a major server crash on a Wednesday morning and lost most the presentation we'd prepared for a major client. Even the most resent backups only had about half of what we needed. It was all hands on deck that week as Earl had the whole office working until midnight. During the day we still had our other clients to deal with so we had to stay late to make sure the presentation was ready for Monday morning when they would be flying into meet with the team. We managed to finish up late Friday night and everyone left the office together in high spirits. Frank was there to pick her up and when she saw him she broke off her laugh snatching her hand from my arm as we spoke her eyes filling with fear. My heart was in my throat as I watched her climb into the car with him and speed off. I had gotten a good look at his face and didn't like what I saw one bit. I fell into a fitful sleep that night worried he would hit her again, or worse, for seeing her with me. I felt helpless and wanted to call her to see if she was safe so bad, but knew it would only enrage him further. It was nearly three in the morning when my phone rang and I answered groggily. At first I was convinced what I was hearing was just a bad dream but I quickly realized it was all too real. "Brent," she whimpered on the other end of the phone. "I'm so sorry to wake you... b-b-but I didn't... I... I... didn't know who else to call..." she said her voice breaking into choking sobs. "Where are you?" I asked bolting wide-awake. I raced to the all night diner she was at and rushed inside looking for her. The place was practically deserted at this hour so my eyes quickly found her sitting at a booth alone in the back. I walked towards her slowly not knowing what to expect and fearing the worst. I touched her lightly on the shoulder as I passed and pulled back when she cringed away fearfully. "Oh Valerie..." I said in a quivering voice as I sat down across from her and saw her face. She turned away brushing the tears from her cheeks with a tattered tissue but she couldn't hide what he had done to her. Her lip was split and still bleeding on the left side. Her eye was swollen and already an angry purple color. I wasn't a violent person, but in that moment I wanted nothing more than to do to him what he had done to her ten fold. A thousand angry thoughts were running through my mind but she needed comfort, not more rage right now. "So how do I look?" she said in a laugh that turned into a gut-wrenching sob. "It's ok Valerie you're safe now," I said touching her hand from across the table. She began crying so I moved to her side and hugged her close. I felt my own eyes fill with tears as I held her trembling body. He had hit her for the last time I vowed, ready to do whatever it took to keep her safe from him. We stayed at the diner until morning and she told me the whole story. Frank and her had started dating in college and at first everything was great. Over time he slowly became more controlling and suspicious. He'd make comments about her clothes if the tops were cut a little low or when she wore a skirt, by the following summer he'd became angry whenever she wore shorts. He became suspicious if he saw her talking to another man, even if was just a customer she was serving at her part time job. By senior year he was drinking heavily almost everyday and telling her how to dress, even going so far as to destroy her more revealing clothes. She came home late one night after class when her car wouldn't start, but all he wanted to know was who the guy was that had dropped her off. Valerie tired to explain that he was just a guy from her class who had tried to get her car started then offered her a ride when he had no luck. That was the first time he had hit her and things got worse quickly after that. The beatings became more frequent and more violent. She was too scared to leave him and lived in constant fear that the next thing she said might set him off. "I was so stupid to take him back," she cried into my shoulder. "So stupid... I got what I deserved I guess..." "Don't talk like that," I said cutting her off. I still couldn't believe what he had done to her. The physical wounds would heal in time, but inside I wasn't sure she'd ever be the same again. "Shhhh... it's ok," I whispered. "He'll never hurt you again I promise." I knew she hadn't slept yet so when we left I took her straight to the local women's shelter. She had wanted to check into a motel, but I insisted on taking her where I knew she would get the help she needed. The lady there gave me an awful look as I brought her in and I realized she thought I was the one who had hit Valerie. It made me mad, but to be honest it was the least of my worries at that point. "It wasn't him," said Valerie with surprising anger in her voice when she noticed the look the woman was giving me. "I'm so sorry," she said warming to me quickly, "But you'd be surprised how many husbands and boyfriends drop women off here." "It's ok," I said. "We both just want her to be safe. She needs help and I don't know what to do," I said starting to get choked up. "You brought her here and that's enough for now," she said trying to comfort us both at once. I felt a lot better leaving her there when I saw how they reacted to her. They'd helped women in her situation hundreds of times and knew exactly what she needed. I left my phone number with the lady who had greeted us in case Valerie needed anything. I was about to leave when she came out to say goodbye. "Brent," she said looking away when she saw me studying the left side of her face. I reached out to touch her chin lightly and turned her back towards me. "Thank you so much," she said hugging me, "I should have listened to you. I was so stupid to think he had changed." "Forget about that," I said holding her close. "You're done with him," I said. It wasn't a question. She nodded onto my shoulder crying softly. For a long time I held her letting her get just a little more of the pain out. When she finally stopped she let go and pulled back looking at me through red puffy eyes. Leaning up she placed a kiss on my cheek and turned to go inside. We spoke later that night and I was ecstatic to hear she'd be staying at the shelter for the next week. They'd already taken her to file a police report and apply for a restraining order. At the same time they arranged for an officer to go with her to their apartment to gather her belongings. I told her I'd be happy to help her move and was hoping he wouldn't be there because even with the officer present I wasn't sure if I could control myself. I urged her to call in sick on Monday and promised I'd arrange some time off for her with Earl. I ended up telling him just a small part of what happened, something she was ok with, and he quickly agreed to give her two weeks of paid leave. By the time she came back to work her lip and eye were looking almost normal again. The Snow Angel The shelter was unbelievable to her. They let her stay for a week then arranged for her to live with a former resident. The coordinator at the center had developed a program where former residents could volunteer to take recently abused women in with them. In Valerie's case, she was paired with a single mother named Jennifer who had been beaten badly by her ex-husband when she was seven months pregnant. Her son was born prematurely as a result but thankfully wasn't harmed otherwise and had grown into a happy and healthy five-year old. She wasn't ashamed or afraid to tell us her story and said she only needed to look at her son to know she'd done the right thing in getting away. Her openness and strength went a long way in helping Valerie to start getting over her own pain. She seemed so happy staying with them and was able to help Jennifer out by paying rent. The whole idea of the program was for the women to help and support each other and in this case it worked perfectly. Which brings us back to tonight... We were at the company Christmas party in early December. Valerie had started drinking at the beginning of the night and hadn't slowed down yet. I guess holidays brought back painful memories for her and she was trying to drown her sorrow. I watched the guys who had been talking about picking her up for an easy score like a hawk. The last thing she needed was someone taking advantage of her so soon after her recent heartbreak. When one of them finally made a move to approach her I stepped in front of him and got to her first, pretending not to see the dirty look he gave me. "Brent!" she said in loud voice as I took her by the arm guiding her away to safety. "Dance we me," she said putting her arms around my neck and spilling some of her drink. "Not right now," I said patiently taking the plastic cup from her and setting it down. "C'mon you've had too much to drink I should get you home." "You're no fun," she said laughing drunkenly and trying to pull away from me. "I promise I'll take you out dancing some other time, but the weather is getting nasty out there," I said. All day they'd been talking about the big snow storm that was headed our way. I'd been looking outside and could tell the roads were going to be a mess. Most of the people who had been here left hours ago. She finally agreed and put on her coat following me to the elevator. It looked like to roads were going to be worse than expected based on the amount of snow built up in our lot already. Thankfully she fell asleep soon after getting into my SUV leaving me free of distractions as I drove towards Jennifer's place. Went I neared the road that led up to it I saw a state trooper with his lights flashing and figured there must have been an accident. When I got up to him I could see he was pulled across the road and rolled down my window. "Evening officer," I said as he shone his light into my face and then flashed it over to Valerie. "Just trying to get her home safe, she's had a bit too much to drink. I didn't have any I swear." "Relax son," he said. "You'll have to take her somewhere else. We've got all the roads leading up this way closed off for the night. Been twenty or more accidents already, none serious but the roads aren't safe. Nothing but a twisting slippery mess up there." "Ok I'll take her home with me then," I said rolling the window up and driving on. My apartment was a twenty-minute drive from there normally but in the blowing snow it took almost forty that night. I pulled in and breathed a sigh of relief when I cut the engine, having made it without incident. I tried to wake her up be she was out cold so I scooped her up in my arms, carried her inside, and took the elevator up to my place. I laid her on the couch for now, somehow resisting the urge to stare at her bare legs from the skirt that had ridden up, and covered her with a blanket. "Hi Jennifer sorry to call so late. I hope I didn't wake your kid up," I said when she picked up. "All the roads over that way were closed so I took Val back to my place for the night. She got pretty drunk and passed out, she's asleep on the couch here now." "It's ok I was waiting up for her anyway. I'm glad you called. A bit surprised it's taken you this long to get her to sleep over though," she said. I could almost see the grin through the phone. "What are you talking about?" I said defensively. I had no intentions to take advantage of her tonight. I wanted her more than even now but was content to wait until she'd had some time to heal before asking her out. "I'm just teasing Brent. But you should know I'm not as blind as she is," she said. "It is that obvious?" I asked. "I could see it the day you helped her move in with me," she said with a little laugh as she hung up saying, "Goodnight." I hung up the phone and gazed down on Valerie. She looked so peaceful and beautiful sleeping. I'd been wracking my brain since the day I found out her ex had been abusing her over what could have possessed him to hurt her. Regardless of what happened between us I planned to see she was treated well from now on. If she found love with another man I thought I could come accept that in time, but no one was going to hurt her like that again. We'd been among the last to leave the party, but with the storm most people had left early in the night. I was just past nine when we left and closing in on 10:30 now so I let her sleep off some of the booze for now planning to move her to my bed later and take the couch for myself. I turned the TV on and muted it watching the sports highlights as I let her sleep. By midnight I was starting to doze off and figured I better get her to bed before I passed out in my chair. I shook her shoulder to wake her and waited patiently for her to get up. She was still a little tipsy, but much more coherent than before. "Wake up Val," I whispered as she rolled towards me the red creases on her face from the sofa cushion looking so cute. "I couldn't get up to your place the roads were all closed. I'm taking you to my room for the night, I'll sleep out here," I said picking her up in my arms. "I need to pee," she said giggling from the alcohol still as I carried her so I set her down outside the bathroom and turned the light on. I waited in the living room until I heard the door open again and went back in to show her to bed. "In here," I said opening the door for her. "Wait I can't go to bed yet you promised to dance with me," she pouted while crossing her arms. "We can't go anywhere now Val but I promise to take you sometime soon," I said thinking she would have forgotten what I said earlier in the night. "You have a stereo and lots of CDs. I'm sure we can find something," she countered. "Please? Just one song, a nice slow one," she smiled and I was sold. "Ok one dance and then its bed time young lady," I said in a scolding voice that made her laugh. She took far longer to look through my CDs than expected. I didn't think I'd have much she'd find good for a slow dance so she went over the rack a few times before she found one she liked. It was my best of Eric Clapton CD that she chose, skipping ahead until Wonderful Tonight came on. She turned around from the stereo and held her hand out to me with a pretty smile that made her look tantalizing. I walked over to her and took her hand as she hugged me close swaying to music as I slowly picked up the rhythm with her. I listened to the words of the song as we danced, realizing that it was saying everything I wanted to say to her. "...and the wonder of it all is that you just don't realize how much l love you," he sang as I bit my lip to keep from joining in. "Valerie," I said looking into her eyes when the song ended, but I was too scared to say any more. "Thank you for the dance Brent," she said kissing me on the cheek. "I still want you to take me out sometime though." "I promise we can go next week, but for now it's bedtime," I said leading her to my bedroom. "If you need anything I'll out in the living room. Help yourself to a drink or whatever you want from the fridge," I added turning down the covers for her. "You don't need to do this I can sleep on the sofa," she said looking up at me from her seat on the bed. "I hate to be a burden." "Nonsense," I said. "The couch is fine for me. Get some sleep and I'll drive you home tomorrow morning." "Wait," she said taking my hand as I started to leave. "You're so sweet Brent. I wish all men could be like you," she said giving me a long hug before letting go. "Do you have an old t-shirt or something I could sleep in?" she said looking embarrassed to ask. "Second drawer from the top take whatever you want," I said pointing to my burrow with a smile. "Night," I said closing the door behind me glancing at her back on to me now, with her top off already and unfastening her bra. Safely behind the closed door I breathed deeply and tried not to think about the woman I wanted so badly getting ready for bed on the other side. I lay on my couch with a light blanket over me pondering all that had happened since I'd met Valerie. We'd become such good friends now that I was worried she wouldn't see any potential romance with me. The longer I waited to make my move, the harder it got. Lately I'd been telling myself that she just needs a few more weeks to get over the ordeal she was put through, but deep down I knew it was another easy way out. As much as I feared watching her find love with another man, I was more afraid that a failed attempt at romance would drive her away from me forever. I fell asleep that night after convincing myself to ask her out on a real date and then talking myself out of it over and over. I've no idea what way I was leaning when sleep finally took me. "Brent. Brent wake up," she whispered shaking me from my slumber. I couldn't see her in the darkness but I could hear her shivering. "What is it?" I said sleepily while trying to stretch the small blanket to cover me, 'Why was it so cold?' I wondered. "I woke up and need to use the bathroom," she said. "The power is out. I can't believe how much colder it is out here," she said looking towards the door that led the balcony and the large living room window. "This is all you have for a blanket?" she asked rubbing the corner between her thumb and forefinger with a series disapproving tuts. "I'm ok just go back to sleep. I'm sure they'll have it working by morning," I said with a yawn. "Where are your extra blankets?" she asked. "Extra blankets?" I replied in a voice that said there were none. "Men," she sighed. "Well get up and come share the bed with me, we'll both be warm that way. It's freezing out here." "I'll be fine," I said trying to play tough even as I felt the cold seeping into my bones. "Brent I'm not going to take your bed for myself when I know you're so cold out here. Get up," she said tugging my arm. "Now or I'll get ready and walk home if I have to," she threatened. "Ok, ok," I said knowing she wouldn't be stubborn enough to go that far but sure she wouldn't take no for an answer either. She led me to my bedroom by the hand, like a scene from any number of dreams I'd had since meeting her. I wasn't expecting this night to end like one of my fantasies of her though. Valerie was just being her sweet and caring self when she insisted I share the warm bed with her. My body was having other ideas though as the faint outline of her perky hard nippled breasts beneath the t-shirt that was barely long enough to cover her panty clad ass caused my cock to stir. I had stripped down to my boxers and undershirt before falling asleep on the couch and was worried about her noticing my excited state now. I brought the blanket from the living room with me to add to our warmth and was now putting it to good use, hiding my growing erection from her. The darkness helped as well and I slid under the blankets quickly feeling the warmth she'd left behind. Valerie joined me in the bed soon after and snuggled close sharing her body heat with me. "Uh Val I," I said trying to push her away as her hip pressed down onto mine, dangerously close to my hard on. "Quit squirming around. You're so cold," she said rubbing my feet with hers. "Hold me close and we'll warm up together. There isn't that better?" she asked when I placed an arm around her and held her tight while praying she wouldn't feel my hard cock. "This is much better than the cold sofa," I agreed as my body warmed. "Someone needs to take care of you because you spend all your time worrying about me," she said with a chaste kiss on the cheek. "I don't worry about you at all since you left him," I replied refusing to call him by name. "I was drunk tonight sweetie, but not so out of it that I didn't notice you coming to my rescue again. I'm learning to take care of myself but it's nice to know I have you looking out for me. You saved me from him, from those guys at the party, and from the weather tonight. I'll be able to sleep easier knowing my snow angel is watching out for me," she said resting her head on my chest. I didn't know what to say so I kept silent. We were both dead tired and she was soon breathing evenly, asleep in my arms. The feeling of her warm body against mine was something I wanted to experience again and again. I finally decided in that moment to ask her out, to tell her how much she meant to me, how much I wanted to be more than just her friend. Regardless of the consequences I had to tell her or I knew I'd regret it for the rest of my life. When I fell asleep that night I was more at peace than I'd been in a long time. The next morning I woke up with the woman I wanted more than anything in the world still sleeping in my arms. During the night our bodies had shifted and her head was now on the pillow next mine. I could feel a crispness in the air about my face, but beneath the blankets with Valerie it was as warm as I could have wanted. A quick look to the night table at my lightless clock radio told me the power was still out. I lost myself in studying the details of her beautiful face as she slept while trying to find the right words to say when she woke up. When her eyes fluttered open what must have been hours later all the things I'd been practicing to say were instantly forgotten. I smiled wide watching her blink and rub her eyes. Her eyes focused and she remembered where she looking back at me with that beautiful smile I loved so much. "Good morning sunshine," I said sounding like a fool, my mind quickly emptying of all the things I wanted to say. "Morning Brent... I just had the most wonderful dream," she murmured into my ear. Running her hand up and down my chest she told me about it. "I was with this incredible man. He treated me right ... he took care of me... we went dancing together... we made love..." she added with an embarrassed smile. "He was the perfect man but no matter what we did I never got to see his face. I was just about to see it when I woke up so... so disappointed at first... but I... I realized I hadn't woken up before seeing his face... I had woken up so I could see it." I couldn't believe what I was hearing as she ran her hand up the side of my face and held my jaw bringing her lips to mine. I held her letting long months of emotion flow into our first incredible kiss. Encircling her in my arms I held her close and kissed her again and again. My penis swelled immediately and I knew she had to feel it pressing up against her when she pulled back just a little and look down between us grinning. I had no idea how far she planned to take things but was ready to do whatever she wanted. I caressed her smooth thigh and ran my hands up and down her back holding her and never wanting to let go again. "Val I..." I started to speak but didn't know what to say. "Shhhh..." she said rubbing my lips with her fingertips. "We both want it. Just let it happen." Valerie bent down and kissed me eagerly our tongues flicking back and forth. I was filled with a combination of joy and lust like I'd never experienced before. Kissing her meant more to me than anything I'd ever done with another woman and in that moment I knew I'd always love her no matter what happened. I would have been more than content to kiss her all day, but she began grinding her hips into mine and suddenly there was the promise of so much more. Straddling me with her legs, she started tugging at my undershirt wanting to see more of me. Lifting my back from the bed I helped her pulled the shirt from body tossing it aside as I lay down again. She fell atop of me and kissed me again running her hands over my naked chest and torso. Bending her neck she showered my body with kisses and licked my nipples, a feeling that I found surprisingly stimulating. I ran my hands from her knees up to her panty line high on her hips as I gazed up at her. She dry humped me, bringing me alarming close to cumming in my boxers before I stopped her from rocking her hips against me. The cold air left her hard nipples straining against the light cotton t-shirt she was wearing. Boldly, I squeezed one of her small firm breasts beneath the fabric and began tweaking her stiff nipple when her smile widened. I brought my hands down under the hem of the shirt and caressed my way slowly towards her breasts savoring the feel of her perky nipples as I filled my hands with her firm mounds. Valerie leaned back against my raised knees as I kneaded her breasts and pinched the hard nubs on the tips between my fingers. Flashing me that beautiful smile I'd never get tired of she crossed her arms and pulled the shirt over her head in one smooth motion. Her lightly tanned and trim body was incredible to behold. With her body tilted forward slightly I ran my fingers up over her stomach and cupped her small breasts as they sagged towards me a little the perky pink nipples leading the way. Valerie craned her neck to kiss the back of my hands as I played with her breasts and held them there in her own soft touch. Her eyes closed and she breathed deeply as she fell forward suddenly to press her tits into my face. I licked and sucked on them with trembling lips cherishing our first sexual experience together. She finally tore her sweet wet nipples away from my hungry lips and kissed me on the forehead working her way down to my mouth again. The blankets had long since fallen down past her hips, but neither of us noticed the cold. We shared a wanton look that left no doubt as to what we both wanted next. I rolled off her onto my back and pulled my boxers off as fast as I could, leaving me naked before her for the first time. Her eyes locked onto my erect cock and measured it approvingly as I stayed on my back stretching its foreskin clear of the throbbing purple head. Without taking her eyes off me she slipped out of her panties to display a pair of pink lips that glistened beneath a small neat triangle of pubic hair. Reaching between her legs my fingers found the soft wet folds of her pussy as I began rubbing them carefully. Her legs parted to give my probing hand access to her inner lips and she sighed softly as I inserted a finger inside her twisting it gently. Rolling on top again I held my cock in one hand while kissing her. I brought the head to her slick pussy lips and rubbed the tip around to wet is in her juices. Slipping the first few inches inside I was still hesitant to penetrate my lover until she positioned her legs behind mine and urged me forward. Pushing my penis into her for the first time left me feeling like I had when we had first kissed earlier. Sex with her meant so much more than it had with any woman from my past. I'd heard people say that they couldn't describe true love but they knew it when they found it. Well that first morning with Valerie I finally knew exactly what they meant. The Snow Angel With my cock buried inside the woman I loved for the first time I gazed into her eyes and savored the grip of her lips around me. We kissed back and forth content to stay as we were for a long time wanting to remember everything about or first coupling forever. Slowly I began to make love to her sliding in and out with lengthening strokes. I was so excited and ready to cum but I forced myself to slow down and stopped often with my cock deep inside her until the tingling sensation subsided. Whenever I stopped she gave me pleading look, but I had to stop or it would have been long since over. I had no idea how close she might be to her orgasm, but guessed she was just getting warmed up. "Brent," she whispered during the latest in a long line of such breaks. "Don't stop sweetie." "Are you close?" I asked hopefully. "Does it matter?" she responded with a smile. "Yes it matters," I said kissing her on her soft lips. "I want to please you. More than anything I want to make you happy Val." She didn't respond beyond kissing me back with an embrace that told me how much it meant to her. We kept kissing as her hand slid in between our bodies and down to where we joined. I could feel her hand working back and forth near the top of her lips and looked down to watch with a keen interest. It was thrilling to watch her finger and caress her wet lips paying special attention to the now engorged clitoris. Her fingers shone with her juices now and her body was tensing beneath me as she continued to stimulate herself. My cock was throbbing with excitement inside her as I watched her work, playing with her small breasts that lay against her chest. After several minutes she was drawing shuddering breaths and trembling beneath me, her performance leaving me mesmerized. "Ok I'm ready now," she sighed squeezing my penis with the walls of her cunt. I kissed her while bringing her wet fingers to my mouth to taste her juices for the first time. Sliding her finger between our lips we tasted her together as I began pumping into her quickly. She gasped beneath me and spread her legs wider inviting me to fuck her harder than ever. I felt her hand at the top of her pussy again furiously rubbing her clit now as my balls slapped against her with each thrust. I was ready to cum any moment now but fought the urge trying to hold on for as long as possible. Her fingers were a blur as she ran them across her pussy bringing herself closer and closer to cumming. I felt her pussy contract around my cock and let go of my restraint blowing streams of cum into her body as we came together. We shared a sensuous kiss our tongues pushing back and forth. I felt my cock tingling as I came, a sensation that spread to the rest of my body, and held her trembling body beneath me. I lay on top of her for a long time kissing her as my cock shrank inside her cum filled pussy. "Oh Brent," she moaned between kisses. "You're such a wonderful man... I... I..." her voice trailed off afraid to say it. "I love you Valerie," I said finishing what she wanted to say and kissing her deeply. "I love you too," she said her eyes filling with tears that weren't caused by pain or fear for the first time in ages. We lay together in bed for hours waiting for the power to come back on. I rubbed and petted her body exploring every curve and crevasse. Whenever I got a fresh erection she'd quickly spread her legs and guide me back inside to screw her once more. Each time I was able to last a lot long than the last and by the end she was trying to hold off so she could cum with me. After fucking each other again and again we cuddled together hoping the lights would be back on soon. We fell asleep and woke up mid afternoon still without any power. "Val," I whispered after waking up with her in my arms facing away from me. "What time is it," she sighed stirring from her sleep. "I'm not sure, some time in the afternoon. The power is still out. You should give Jen a call and I'll get some batteries for my radio so we can find out what's happening," I said. "I will," she said. "But I have something else to do first," she smiled and kissed me before sliding under the blankets. I felt her kissing her way down my body as her hands moving ahead hard already found my soft cock and begun to stroke it lovingly. Her tongue brushed across the head of my cock and then around the tip causing me to sigh in bliss. Soon she opened her mouth and sucked me inside maneuvering my slowly growing cock with her lips. She stoked my shaft with one hand and fondled my balls with the other bobbing up and down on my now hard cock taking it deeper each time. After the few hours of sleep I had recovered enough that I was on the verge of cumming again in a matter of minutes. I tried to warn her I was about to cum but she kept sucking on my cock wanting me to do it for her. When I orgasmed little more than a trickle came out of me. She took it into her mouth and then came up to kiss me the faint taste of my cum still on her lips. "I guess I'll go call her now," she laughed at my delighted expression as she turned to slip away. "Not yet," I said grabbing her by the hips and pulling her back to bed. I kicked the blankets off and studied her beautiful body wanting to kiss her all over. I started with her mouth and worked down her neck to her chest where I tongued her nipples until she was writhing on the bed beneath me. She giggled breathlessly and squirmed begging me to stop when I found a ticklish spot on her slender abdomen. I finally gave in a moved on touching her leg and bending to lick her pussy when she spread her legs for me. I licked all around her outer lips following their outline with my dexterous tongue. Pulling back I kissed the soft skin of her inner thigh and licked my way back to her moist lips. With two fingers pressed together I slipped them inside her probing about. I licked near her clit teasing it with rapid flicks of my tongue. Taking my fingers out I sucked them clean of her juices and sent them back for more. Twisting my fingers inside her I continued to lick all around her wet lips, making sure to include her tiny clit on each pass. With my hand palm up I curled my fingers inside her touching the upper wall of her pussy searching for the right spot. When I felt her legs clamp tight around me I knew I had found what I was looking for and began rubbing back and forth quickly as she cried out in pleasure. At the same time I boldly licked down toward her ass and ran my tongue around the crinkled skin that surrounded her asshole. I kept on, even with her begging me to stop, until she came with a flood of clear liquid squirting out that I eagerly lapped up. Sliding up to kiss her with me lips still covered with her juices I held her until she stop trembling and her face returned to its normal color. "Wow," she sighed. "My god where did you learn that?" she asked still breathing hard. "Let's just say you shouldn't get too mad if you ever catch me watching porn," I said with a sly grin. "Oh Brent," she laughed. "If they can teach you more tricks like that I'll buy you a nice big collection." "I'm going to get that radio running now," I said kissing her once more before getting up out of bed. "I think I'll just lay her for a bit," she said with a tired looking smile. I got dressed in a pair of boxers, sweat pants, a t-shirt, a sweat shirt, and two pairs of socks. I would have liked to stay in bed with Valerie longer but I wanted to make sure I found everything we'd need before it got dark again. I found the radio and got it running on batteries. Listening for a while I learned that the blizzard had turned to an ice storm over night and there were power lines down all over. The entire city was without power, though they did list some places running on generators when people could go for supplies. From the sound of things it could be days before everything was back to normal again. I took stock of what I had on hand and it wasn't much. There were some candles and a flashlight, plus enough bread and deli meats for a few sandwiches and some snack foods that might last a couple of days. Everything else I had would need to be cooked before we could eat it. I brought Valerie my cell phone to call Jen, the cordless being useless without power, and told her I was heading out to look for an open store and would be back soon. As I walked away from the bedroom I could hear her giggling on the phone and imagined what they might be saying with a smile. Bundling up in my winter coat, hat, and gloves I remembered to take my thermos with me hoping I'd find a place to fill it with warm coffee for us. By the time I got back with several shopping bags of supplies and the thermos full of decaf that would have to do, I found Valerie out of bed and bundled up on the sofa in a blanket listening to the radio. I poured her a mug of coffee right away and told her how I had run into some neighbors on the way back in. "They said they had talked to the super and there are some generators but they're sharing them between the buildings they own around the city. We should get about three hours of power starting at six," I told her as I joined her under the blankets sipping coffee. "How was Jen?" "She's fine," she answered. "She and little Brandon are headed to her parent's place for a few days. Their power is out too but they have a wood stove so they'll be warm there. She asked if I wanted to go but I told her I'd tough it out with you for a few days," she finished with a smile. "Hmmmm... what can we do here without any power?" I said. "I guess we'll think of something to keep us occupied," I smiled back groping her body beneath the baggy layers of my clothes she was dressed in. "I'm glad the power is out," she said cuddling into me and kissing me. "There's nothing better than hot sex with a handsome man to keep you warm." "Handsome man? Did you sneak someone in here while I was gone?" I joked looking around. She laughed and we made out beneath the blankets until the power came on shortly after six. We had planned what to do with our few precious hours of electricity and sprang into action. First we turned the heat up and taped around the patio door and windows to eliminate as much of the draft as possible. We cooked a huge meal of pasta and chicken, knowing the leftovers could be eaten cold if needed. I plugged in my cell phone to make sure it was fully charged and we used the cordless to call our families to let them know we were ok after it had a chance to charge. We drank a few cups of coffee each and after waiting until close on eight for the hot water boiler to heat the water we took quick showers and dressed warmly again. After that we sat together on the sofa with flashlights ready and watched the news on the storm until our power was taken away again at 9:30. "Oh well I was ready for bed anyway," she said flicking on her flashlight and giving me a suggestive smile. "You go ahead I think I'll stay up for a bit and read," I joked as she gave me a playful poke in ribs and a pouty look. I started to laugh knowing there was no way she could be more eager than me to get back in bed. I held her hand and guided her to the bedroom where I lit some candles on the night table that I had set out earlier. It was nice and cozy in the bedroom and the heat that had built up should last a few hours yet. I planned to make good use of it as I began stripping my beautiful girlfriend (at least that's what I was considering her already) out of her layers of clothing. We shed pants and socks and shirts enough to clothe us twice over and lay together on top of the blankets stroking and admiring each other in the dim candlelight. "Valerie... I hope this is just the beginning between us," I said awkwardly the sudden impulse to talk about our future gripping me. "It is," she said with that beautiful smile and a kiss for me. "I've wasted too many years of my life with the wrong man," she said her eyes starting to tear up. "Now that I've found you I'm not letting you go anywhere my love." I held her in my arms and slipped my hard cock inside her making love to her tenderly. We kissed and ran our hands over each other enjoying the sensation together. I was ready to cum long before her and let it go filling her with my seed again. I made it up to her by going down on her to finish the job right away, my desire to pleasure her easily overcoming my aversion to tasting my own cum as it leaked from her pussy. I took my time bringing her off studying the folds and entrance to her womb closely as I treated her to my oral talents. By the time she was whimpering and squirting I was hard again and wanted to fuck her again, but she wanted a break and her turn at pleasing me. She forced me onto my back and kissed her way down my body to my throbbing cock. Without using her hands she took the head of my cock into her mouth and ran her tongue around the tip with what seemed like a mouth full of saliva. The wet sensation around the tip of my cock was amazing and I groaned in response. She let my wet cock slip from her lips time and time again only to recapture it a few moments later. When she finally place a hand on my shaft her gentle touch felt wonderful as she circled it with her grip and stroked its full length. She played with my cock like it was a new toy, squeezing the foreskin up past the head until it gathered loosely and flicked it with her tongue before slow peeling it back past my mushroom shaped head again. Licking the tender lower ridge of the purple head she pulled the skin over it once more and slowly drew it back again. Taking it deep inside I enjoyed the tight wetness of her throat as she urged me to cum for her. It was an incredible blowjob and I soon came in her mouth satisfy both our wishes. She lay down next to me smiling as I recovered and snuggled close to me. We didn't speak we just held each other. I was still trying to come to grips with the fact that the woman I had wanted for so long was finally mine. Now that I had her I wanted to make sure she was happy everyday we spent together, hoping that we'd be together forever. I wasn't sure what she was thinking but the look she gave me told me she was almost as happy as I was. By the time my cock was hard again I thought she might have dozed off with her eyes closed like they were, but she opened them right away and smiled at me when I rubbed my erection against her leg. She hopped up and sat on my upper thighs with her feet thrown out in front of her. Bending my cock down she slipped it inside her wonderfully tight cunt and began to ride me slowly. I brought my knees up to support her body and watched her lips open and close as my shaft penetrated her. I reached out to tweak her nipples and ran my fingers down her body to rub the top of her wet pussy, smiling as she licked them clean when I offered her a taste. Taking her hand I pulled her forward into a passionate kiss as she ground her hips against me. Pushing her off to the side, I jerk my wet cock while guiding her to her knees and bent her over. The sight of her wet lips beneath her tiny asshole was a beautiful sight. I ran my cock over her lips a few times and slapped it against the crack of her ass until she turned around and gave me a look that said, 'What are you waiting for?' I poked the tip inside and plunged it all the way in with one quick thrust as she gasped beneath me. I fucked her harder than ever before and was thrilled to see her respond in turn. She urged me on and began meeting my strokes by pushing her ass back to meet each one, wanting me to bang her deep each time. I pulled out and slapped my cock against her ass a few times as she bounced against my legs waiting for more. Holding her waist she steadied a moment until I was back inside her and began humping back at me again, fucking herself on my stationary cock. I reached under and massaged her clit until my fingers were well lubed and brought they to her anus. I didn't go so far as to push a finger inside, but I ran them in circles around the outside until it glistened as she moaned rubbing her clit now. When she fell to bed I lay on top of her kissing her upper back and neck with soft tendered kisses. I hadn't cum again yet so when she'd had time to recover a little I rolled her onto her back ready to go once more. I lifted her legs and pushed them back to her chest as she locked her arms around her knees and held them back staring at me from one side. Her pussy looked fantastic squeezed between her thighs, the pink lips squished together and sparkling with moisture. I forced my cock inside and drove down into her over and over. She was breathing hard, partially from sexual desire and partially from the doubled over position. I fucked her hard and fast until I felt my balls tighten spilling one last load into her womb for the night. She pulled her legs back even tighter and invited me to kiss her enticing lips once more with my spent cock still inside her. I rolled off her and let her put her legs down kissing her over and over as we got under the blankets together. What an amazing day it had been with Valerie. I was hoping the power stayed out for weeks as I fell asleep with her next to me. The next morning I woke up and was surprised when she kissed me right away. My eyes were still adjusting to the morning light and I could feel the cold on my face. The power was still out and that meant another day with Valerie with nothing but our eager bodies to keep us occupied I realized happily. "Good morning," she smiled. "You need to shave," she giggled rubbing my stubbly chin. "Soon I won't want to kiss you anymore," she teased. "No more kisses for me?" I said with a sad look. "Awe," she said as if I was a cute little puppy. "I'll still kiss you no matter how scratchy and itchy you get, but if you don't shave then neither will I." I laughed and kissed her back while rubbing my two days worth of stubble over her face as she tried to get away. We ending up making love all morning and I did shave as soon as we got our few hours of allotted electricity that afternoon. She was so pleased with my clean-shaven face she took me straight to bed for another round. Those first few days together we fucked constantly, full of lust and desire for each other. It was Tuesday night before the power came back and less than a month later that she moved in with me, we've been a couple ever since. Amazingly she didn't get pregnant with the amount of times I came inside her over that first extended weekend together. I certainly wouldn't have been disappointed if she had and I hope we will have kids someday soon. At first I felt bad about Jennifer being left on her own again, but it didn't last long thanks to my smart and beautiful girlfriend. George from the office was a year removed a messy divorce and the day Valerie moved in with me she told me she planned to set him up with Jennifer. I thought it was a great idea helped convince George to agree to a blind date with her. They've been seeing each other since and we've even gone on a few double dates with them. It's been amazing to see how quickly he's taken to little Brandon. He comes from a big family and always wanted kids of his own. They both had a lot of pain in their past, but if their first few months together have been any indication they'll have a happy future together to make up for it. I couldn't be happier with Valerie, though once in a while the ghosts from her past will haunt us, reminding me just how much she's been through. At first she'd have nightmares and waking up screaming at least once a week, but they've become rare over time. Then there was an argument we had on night, I can't even remember what it was over, but I threw my arms up in frustration and was horrified to see her flinch away. It was just a momentary reaction, but we both noticed it and she began crying right away telling me how sorry she was as I held her telling her over and over again that she'd never have reason to fear me. Neither of us have seen or heard from Frank since the night he last hit her, but when things like that arise I almost wish I could run into him once more and give him a little payback for what he did to her. It was just the other night she brought him up for what I hope will be last time. The Snow Angel "Brent," she said lying in bed with me after making love. "When I think back on what happened I always get a chill down my spine. It terrifies me to think about it, but not like you might think. I know it sounds crazy, but what scares me is thinking what if he had been a changed man when he came back. We might have never found each other if that happened. I realize the good and the bad are all part of what brought me to where I am today. If I was given a chance to go back and change the past I turn it down without a second thought. There no way I'd risk losing what I have with you now." I had bought an engagement ring for her a few weeks before that night. We were planning a trip with her to visit her family and I was going to ask her parents for her hand before popping the question, but when I heard that my plans changed right away. I went to our closet, got the ring out its hiding place, and asked her to marry me right away. That night I went to comfort her at the diner I promised myself I'd keep her safe and now I was promising to do it forever. She said yes of course and we're getting married in late spring. We haven't gone through another blackout since that first weekend together, but I just came up from the basement of our new house where I turned off the power at the fuse box. It's a cold evening and I opened a few windows, Valerie won't be back for hours yet. It should be freezing by the time she gets home. I'm sure we'll find a way to keep warm though.