After my experience with the officer came to an end I felt an incredible sense of awakening and liberation that I never imagined myself capable of feeling. Especially being a married woman. Everything felt so right with the world. My senses were more alive and I felt completely empowered. I think it rubbed off on my husband too for he seemed more alive as well. In any case, we were both very happy and feeling quiet randy.
Time passed and we took care of our various tasks like always, but with a new sense of spice. I would come home and he would ask playfully if I had had any trysts at work or on the way home. I would tease him and say "maybe...would you like to check?" and he would then proceed to go down on me, hoping that I was full of another mans cum. What a nasty man!:) I admit, I liked the thought but there just weren't any men that I wanted to do that with in the pool of people that I saw every day. It just didn't feel write like it did with the officer.
Our sex teasing went on for some time and we had a lot of fun with it. Recently, however, we decided to take a ski vacation for about a week. We got a room at a ski lodge for 5 nights at a mountain we like to go to in the winter. The time came and we packed our bags and off we went. We both really needed a vacation and we were prepared to really enjoy ourselves.
The first few days went just as expected and we were having a great time. On the third day however, something a little out of the ordinary happened. The weather looked great and we got up and out early, ready to enjoy a full day of skiing. We don't always ski together since we both enjoy different kinds of skiing, (back country vs. moguls). Today we were going to go our own way, so after a warm up run together we split up.
Like I said, it was a beautiful day, so I was feeling gutsy, a little to gutsy it turned out. I decided to challenge myself a bit and took a run that I really wasn't up for yet this season. I completely wiped out on my first run by myself. And worse yet, one of my boots was a little loose and I wrenched my ankle. There I was, on the top of a mountain with a wrenched ankle. There was no way I was going to get down without help. Luckily I wasn't in the middle of nowhere like the way my husband likes to ski. I called for help and nice man came over and said he would have a ski patrolman come by with a sled to put me on. Within ten or so minutes a snowmobile was headed my way! What a relief. As nice as it was out I was starting to catch a chill from being stationary and sitting on the snow. Consequently, I think I was already starting to feel a swelling of gratitude toward the ski patrolman coming to my rescue.
"Are you the injured woman who needs help down the mountain?" Came this rather deep voice from behind a ski mask and goggles.
"Yes" I replied. "I'm afraid I wrenched my ankle; first time skiing this year and I guess I got a little ambitious." I was feeling rather embarrassed to say the least. I'm sure he was an expert skier and has to deal with people hurting themselves all the time. Here I was being a klutz. "I'm really sorry to bother you with this but I don't think I can get down by myself."
"Don't worry about it miss, its part of my job, you wouldn't want to put me out of work would you?" he said with what sounded like a smile on his face.
I smiled and said "Well...if you insist then I would gladly take your help."
"I do insist." He walked toward me and ask "Would you mind very much if I picked you up? I don't want you to injure your ankle further."
Was he serious? Would I mind!? God I would love to be picked up by you. "No, I guess I don't mind. I hope I'm not too heavy. Thanks again for your help." I said with a smile.
"Where would you like me to take you? Do you have a room or someone you're with that you are supposed to meat at a certain time?"
Was this a loaded question? Was he fishing for information about me? Hmmm... "I have a room actually, at the main lodge. Would you mind taking me there?"
He smiled and said "I will even help you to your room as you would have trouble navigating the stairs in your condition. That is, if that's ok with you."
"That is most kind of you, thank you so much. I feel like such a nuisance, putting you out like this."
"Nonsense, you're not putting me out at all." He then proceeded to pick me up like I was light as a feather and set me on the sled. He gathered my skis and poles and strapped them onto the snowmobile, made sure that I was strapped in and off we went.
We arrived at the lodge. I was feeling like a total loser, being gawked at by the other people there. At the same time though, I was kind of feeling like a winner because I sensed a very handsome nice man behind those goggles. And he was going to carry me to my room! A woman doesn't get chances like this very often if at all. I was deciding right about at that time not to let this one go without at least a little effort.
I was not to be let down! He took off his mask and goggles I swear my body temperature rose at least 5 degrees. Suddenly I was sweating. He looked to be in his mid thirties. He had a weathered face of an outdoorsman but with nice big eyes and full kissable lips. Grrrrr...my heart skipped a beat contemplating the possibilities.
I told him what room I was in after he checked my skis and poles for me. He then picked me up again like I was hardly there. He must be in killer shape. I didn't feel any shaking or anything, even after two flights of stairs.
I fished into my pocked for the keys and handed them to him with a twinkle in my eye. I think he picked up on it for I noticed a whisper of a nervous smile fluttering across his lips before he quickly looked down and unlocked the door, while holding me with only ONE hand!
"If you could set me on my bed that would be wonderful."
"No problem. Would you like me to help you take your boot off of your injured ankle? I have practice helping other people with similar injuries and may be able to help minimize the pain."
"I would be so grateful. You keep helping me and it's making me feel indebted to you. Is this some sort of plan of yours so you can have your way with me?!" I of course said that with a mischievous smile so he would know that I was teasing.
He had tan skin but I do believe that I noticed a slight flush on his face after I said that. I shrugged out of my ski jacket and gloves and took off the boot on the good ankle.
"You can hardly blame me miss if there is some unconscious motive within me, you are a very attractive woman. But really I am only doing my job. Besides, it looks as if you are here with someone." He said looking around the room at the cloths, luggage and toiletries we had brought with us.
"You are sweet. You think I'm attractive?" I said blushing a little. It's always nice to be told you're attractive, especially coming from a hunk like this guy. "You really should let me pay you back somehow. You've been so kind and helpful."
"Let me help you with that other boot." He moved over to the end of the bed with a chair and lifted my foot into his lap. I won't get into the details but he was very gentile and you could tell he had done it before. My ankle was a little swollen but it wasn't serious.
"Is there anything else I can do for you? Can I bring you anything or will the person you are here with be back soon to care for you?" I could tell he was asking in a sincere way though I could also sense an undercurrent of controlled wanting.
"Actually the person I'm here with won't be back till at least 4, and its only 10 now so...maybe..." I had a hard time finishing the sentence. I didn't really know what I wanted to say. As liberated as I was feeling, I really wasn't used to being this forward. I'm sure my face was beet red. "Maybe you could fix me a drink from the frig by the TV. You know...for the pain in my ankle."
"I'd be happy too." He said walking over to the frig. "What would you like?"
"A vodka tonic would be wonderful. But I hate to drink alone. I don't suppose you could join me in a drink?"
"I would love to but...I am on duty...and well..."
"Please...I could really use some company." I said batting my eyes at him and looking kind of sad. I'm such a bad person.
He stood there fore a very pregnant pause. He knew that what he decided would commit him to one course or the other. "Well..." He brought out his beeper and punched in a few numbers. A silly smile spread across his chiseled face. "I've just indicated that I am away on a call for the next hour or 2, so I suppose I could join you in a drink."
He made us both a drink, took off his jacket, and sat down with me on the bed. He was wearing a tight blue turtleneck that looked great on him. He had a very nice build.
"Thanks again for everything. You've done so much and now you let me force you into keeping me company. I'm such a cad. I feel I really must do something for you in return. Why don't you take off your boots and relax a little. Ski boots aren't the most comfortable things to wear if you don't have to."
He was starting to loosen up, which made me feel a little more confident. Maybe it was the vodka but I didn't care. My cunt was starting to speak to me a little louder and I was listening. I turned toward him and pushed on his chest until he was laying down on the bed. I gave him a few light kisses on the lips while my hand explored his muscular chest. "Why don't we take this shirt off; it looks like you have a very nice chest that I would love to appreciate."
It looks like my time of having to ask him twice for things was over. He didn't hesitate in removing his shirt. Nor did he hesitate in immediately removing mine. I love it when a man takes control like that. I instantly soaked my panties.
I wasn't wearing a bra, I hate skiing with them on. He pulled me back on top of him and kissed me, his strong hands pressed on my back.
