It had been a fairly cold winter thus far in New England – especially the past few weeks with temps occasionally dipping below zero. Cold enough so that I could pursue one of my favorite pastimes: Ice Fishing. My girlfriend, Diane and I had already been up to the lake a couple times over the past couple months and had some luck catching good-sized trout while there. We planned to go up again this weekend, but I knew Diane had been feeling under the weather for the past few days, so I wasn't surprised when she asked out of going. She encouraged me to still go as planned, but thought a weekend in the warmth of our home would do her a lot more good than being out in the forecasted single digit temperatures.
On Saturday morning, I had expected to get up at 5am for the drive north. When the alarm went off, I groaned and rolled over to turn it off. Diane snuggled up against me when I did and began to slowly run her fingers along the backside of my thighs and over my butt.
I usually "found it hard" getting up in the morning, so when she whispered in my ear "I want to make you feel good before you go," I knew I'd be staying in bed a little longer than planned.
With my back to her, Diane continued running her fingers up the inside of my thighs, brushing them against my balls and then over my ass. I'm an athletic guy and Diane always said my smooth butt was her favorite feature, so it didn't surprise me when she slid my boxers down. Her expert fingers tickled the bottom of my balls then ran slowly up and down my crack. As she did so, she sensually bit my neck and licked around my ear. I was soon breathing hard and grinding my hips into the mattress. Recognizing how excited I was getting, Diane told me to turn over. As soon as I did, she slid down, gripped the base of my cock and engulfed it with her mouth. She then began to gently roll my balls with the palm of her hand as she sucked. That quickly put me over the edge - my cum spurting into her eager mouth. I lay there holding Diane and was thinking how easy it would be to just stay in bed - basking in the warmth and having a leisurely Saturday morning.
After dozing a few minutes, Diane said "You better get going if you're going, hon."
I reluctantly started getting up. Diane smiled sleepily as I did and said "I hope that little treat brings you luck."
After grabbing a quick cup of coffee, I left the house. I immediately noticed that, as predicted, the air was frigid. "Two degrees, but clear" was what I heard when I turned on the car radio.
Almost three hours later, I arrived at the lake. I unloaded the trunk & got out to our fishing hut pulling a sled stacked with equipment & supplies. After putting the supplies down and starting up the portable "Mr. Heater", I set about drilling a fishing hole out in front of it. I was freezing by the time I was done drilling and went back into the hut to get my coffee thermos. I noticed my ice fishing neighbors, Sue and Gary, out skating when I went out again to set up my fishing gear.
Sue and Gary were about the same age as my girlfriend and I (early-forties) and liked to occasionally skate during their ice fishing excursions in order to stay warm. We didn't know them that well. We had exchanged greetings and such, but since ice fishing tends to be a solitary sport that is mostly spent checking lines and then trying to get warm, we hadn't really socialized. This was the second winter that we were ice fishing neighbors, and both my girlfriend and I thought Gary and Sue to be an attractive couple. They slowed down as they skated by me to say hi and Sue said my girlfriend was smart to stay home because it was colder than she thought it would be. Gary asked me if I would mind keeping an eye on their lines while they went inside awhile to warm up. I said sure and continued getting my lines ready.
Once I was all rigged to go, I went back inside to get more coffee and warm my hands and face. A half hour later I came outside to check my lines. There had been no bites. I was about to go back in my hut when I noticed one of the poles next door bobbing, so went over to check. There was definitely a good sized fish tugging on the line, so making sure the rigging was secure, I went over to my neighbor's hut and was about to knock on the door, when through the thin walls I could clearly hear grunts and moans of pleasure. Putting two and two together, I knew what was going on. Hoping to sneak a peek, I went around to the back of their hut where there was a window. I found that it was covered with a couple layers of thick plastic that prevented me from clearly seeing anything.
