Note: The absence of condoms in this story is strictly for aesthetic reasons, not meant to condone unprotected sex. –sl
The snow fell steadily throughout the afternoon, small icy flakes that promised to make Friday's rush hour drive home from work a real pain in the ass. Kara left her job at city hall two hours early to avoid the traffic; she planned to get hot and nasty tonight come hell or high water. No amount of foul weather could get in her way; she was on a mission and her every intention was to succeed. The snow continued to fall into the evening, by nine p.m six inches of wet, heavy snow covered the ground.
Kara was horny, not just horny, more like hornier than a three-dick dog. The past two months she described as being 'fuckless' but tonight she would end that, she planned to get laid-blizzard or not.
Kara took a long hot shower and found herself getting hot as she slathered silky lotion over her moist skin. Her hand wandered to her pussy and she began playing with her clit. Desperate as she was for sex, her own touch was simply not going to cut it tonight. Reluctantly she focused on picking out an outfit.
Thirty minutes later, she stepped out onto the sidewalk. She wore a black leather coat that fell just below her knees. The black jeans fit snugly but not too tight, they showed off her small, round ass nicely. She wore a red silk blouse invitingly opened to the third button. Beneath the fabric, the nipples of her 36c breasts poked through the sheer black bra she wore strictly for effect. Her long black hair was down, falling just below her tiny shoulders. Her green eyes sparkled in the dim moonlight.
Driving was not an option; the roads were a mess of dirty snow and trash. Whenever it snowed, the city converted the trash trucks into snowplows. If it was trash day, the trash remained on the sidewalk oftentimes winding up strewn all over the street and sidewalks due to the plows cutting the bags open. The only vehicles on the road were snowplows and occasionally a four-wheel drive truck.
Kara headed towards the corner bar on foot, trudging through snow mixed with trash. She did not plan to go there but the snow changed her plans. Everyone in the small corner taproom knew her, not many strangers patronized The Rabid Dog. The gang at the bar knew she was off limits.
Every man in the bar tried at one time or another to get in her pants. Kara turned them all down but she did it in a nice way, making sure not to bruise their delicate egos.
'Don't shit where you eat', that was her motto. In other words, do not fuck around with the locals. Tonight that rule would have to be broken because one way or another Kara planned to have a cock inside her.
She walked less than ten feet when a plow whizzed by plummeting her with snow. Immediately she found herself underneath a pile of grey slushy snow mixed with trash.
"What else can go wrong?" she thought aloud.
The next thing she knew she was looking into the bluest eyes she ever saw. A gloved hand reached out and helped her to her feet.
"Oh damn lady, I'm so sorry. Are you O.K.?"
"Do I look like I am you asshole?" Kara barked back.
She regretted it as soon as she said it. This man was beautiful, six foot with long wavy dark brown hair and the physique of a body builder. "Hey, I'm sorry" she said, "I didn't mean to sound so bitchy, I'm kind of in a hurry, that's all. There's something incredibly important I need to do tonight, now I need get ready all over again." Kara smiled a wicked smile and added, "Maybe you'd like to help me?" She could not help looking down at his crotch.
The man only looked at her and laughed. Kara could not believe this guys nerve; talk about a total asshole, this guy took the prize. She threw him a nasty look and turned to leave.
"No, no wait" he said. "I'm not laughing at what you said, it's just- you've got something in your hair. Really, I swear, that's why I'm laughing."
He reached towards her and pulled something from her hair. Holding a condom in the air, he said, "See, this is what was so funny, it's a good thing you'll be taking another shower." He smiled adding, "I'd love to help you by the way but I'd better warn you, I haven't been with a woman since I left my wife a year ago, I've got a lot of catching up to do in the lovemaking department."
Extending her hand she said "I'm Kara, and you are?"
"Rick. My name's Rick, it's very nice to meet you Kara. I guess you could say you really fell for me, huh?"
"Yea Rick, you really knocked me off my feet. Well it's been a blast but I really need to go, try being a little more careful you could really hurt someone." Kara smiled and turned to leave.
"Let me at least give you a ride." He said, disappointed that this sexy woman was getting away. The thought of fucking her was quite appealing to him. He felt himself getting hard.
"No, it's O.K. I just live a few houses down. It is a shame we were only joking around though, I like the idea of a sex starved man cleaning me up. It looks like you like the idea too Rick." Kara added coyly as she stole another glance at the growing bulge in his pants.
Rick quickly said, "Who was joking? I was serious."
"Hmm, well then Mr. Snowplow man, why don't you park that truck and join me?" Kara dared, adding, "It's been way too long for me too."
Minutes later they were in Kara's apartment, lips locked in a lusty kiss. The passion between them was building, their teeth gnashed together as they hastily removed each other's coats, careful not to break their lip lock.
