One snowy Saturday in January, Denise, a 23 year old female, was stuck inside due to the extreme amount of snow. She was just watching some TV when she heard the doorbell ring. She was surprised that someone was out in this weather, but she walked to the front door and answered it. A tall stranger bundled against the cold stood there. "Can I please come in? My car slid off the road and there's no way I'll make it home in the snow" a male voice asked.
Denise opened the door wider and let the man in. She wasn't normally one to welcome strangers, but it was freezing outside and she knew she had to help the man out. Once inside, the man started to peel off his snowy outer layers. "I'm Scott," he said, extending his hand, "Sorry to be such a pain in the ass." Denise smiled warmly and shook his hand. "You're not a problem at all," she said, "Come in the kitchen and I'll make you something hot to drink."
They walked into the kitchen, where Denise made hot tea as they talked. Scott began to tell Denise all about where he was from and how he ended up in this situation, but Denise's mind was wandering. She stared at Scott's muscular forearms, resting on her kitchen table. They looked perfect for snuggling in. And he wasn't half bad looking. His chiseled chin and warm brown eyes were actually quite attractive. Denise shook away the inappropriate thoughts, but not before Scott caught her looking. "I have an idea of how I can repay you for letting me in," he said, smiling at her. He stood up and walked around the table to stand behind her chair. He gently massaged her shoulders as he leaned down to whisper in her ear. Denise turned to look at him. "Are you serious?" she asked, half shocked, and half delighted. "But how else are we going to stay warm in the weather?" Scott replied, grinning.