This is my first story on Literotica, or anywhere else, for that matter. It was originally published, in error, on a profile that I did not intend and wanted to be closed for reasons that matter only to me. The editors at Literotica have since deleted the other profile and republished my story here, where I wanted it in the first place. This new placement also has a slightly different ending than the version I posted on the other site. If you read the first version, I hope you like the change.
Disclaimers: Every character in this story is over 18. This is a work of fiction. Events here did not really happen and all of the characters, although loosely inspired by my life or the lives of others that I know, are fictional as well. Therefore, there is no need for them to get a fictional divorce or be concerned with fictional diseases that they could fictionally catch. If you don't like stories about wives having sex with someone other than their husbands, this would be a good place to stop reading.
A special thank you to my volunteer editor, Irish BiGuy. He was a very big help in catching some of my mistakes and in improving the story. Another special thank you to my own Loving Wife and partner for many, many years for her encouragement, story suggestions, and edits.
OK, here is The Snow Storm...
Sue was very nervous as she waited to hear from her husband, Paul, who was trying to catch a flight home from a 2-week long business trip. As luck would have it, a major winter storm system had moved into the Denver area where he was stuck for the moment. Sue, meanwhile, was dealing with weather issues of her own, as another storm system was about to move through their home area of Black Mountain, North Carolina. The only nearby airport was in Asheville and it did not take very much for bad weather to shut the small airport down.
One further complication was that Paul's boss, Ted Hammond, was due to stop by in a little while to meet Paul so that the two of them could drive to Charlotte to conclude one of the deals Paul had put in play while in Colorado. It was awful timing, but it was their one and only chance to wrest the potential new client away from a competitor whom had managed to keep Paul's company from gaining a foothold with the very lucrative client.
Finally, as the morning wore on, Sue's mobile phone rang and it was Paul telling her that his flight from Denver was going to be able to depart in just a few minutes. He hoped to be home by 2PM, which would still give Mr. Hammond and him time to get to Charlotte for a late afternoon meeting with the prospect.
"Oh, please be careful," Sue implored her husband.
"Well honey, all I can do is be sure my seatbelt is buckled. The rest is up to the cockpit crew and air traffic control - plus the weather gods, I guess," Paul kidded.
"All right, smarty. You buckle up and get back home to me," Sue chided.
Around noon, the doorbell rang and Sue looked to see who was there. It was Mr. Hammond.
Sue opened the door, "Hi, Mr. Hammond. I wasn't expecting you this soon. You've caught me in my sweats with no make up."
"Hi Sue. Don't give it a second thought. The weather is getting a little worse and I didn't want to have trouble getting up here, so I left Fairview a couple of hours early. I am not as comfortable as Paul and you are driving in these elevations when it is snowing" Mr. Hammond explained.
At 2,500 feet of elevation, Black Mountain could be a challenge even for those who lived there when the weather turned icy.
"I figured l would get myself here while the going was good and then let Paul do the driving to Charlotte with his better skills driving in the snow," Mr. Hammond continued.
"Makes perfect sense," Sue agreed. "Please come in and get warm."
Once inside, Sue fetched a cup of coffee for her husband's boss and one for herself. The two sat in front of the warm fireplace and Sue updated Mr. Hammond on the latest from Paul.
"He said his flight from Denver was finally taking off and he hoped to get into Asheville by 2:00PM," Sue informed. "It should take him about 30-45 minutes to get here from the airport, so you two should be able to depart for Charlotte by 3:00, at the latest."
"That will work," Mr. Hammond agreed.
Around 2:00PM, Sue's mobile phone rang again and she rushed to answer it. Paul was on the other end with another update. Sue put her phone on speaker so that Mr. Hammond could hear as well.
"The bad news is that air traffic control routed us around the storm that is hitting your area now. The good news is that they diverted us to Charlotte, so I am already here," Paul updated. "How is the weather where you guys are now?"
Mr. Hammond opened the front door it was immediately apparent that the weather had taken a significant turn for the worse. Snow was piling up on the drive way and the street was coated in a couple of inches of fresh flakes. Sue followed him to the front porch and said, "there is no way you are getting out of here anytime soon, Mr. Hammond. No one in their right mind would try to drive down the mountain in these conditions."
Paul spoke again, "I was concerned that might be the case, since they had already closed the airport and it is at a lower elevation, so I have a plan B. I'll rent a car here in Charlotte and drive out to see our prospect. Once there, I can let him know what is happening with the weather in western North Carolina and ask him to move our meeting to tomorrow afternoon. When the roads are clear enough, you can drive over from Black Mountain, Ted, and we can close this deal."
Ted agreed that was the only plan that made sense and it was also the only plan that Mother Nature would allow.
"If Sue doesn't mind putting up with me, I will appreciate being able to stay here to ride out the storm and I will get out of her way as soon as the weather permits," Ted said.
"Of course, Mr. Hammond. That is not a problem at all. You are very welcome to stay," Sue assured him. At that moment, the cellular network dropped their call. Sue explained to Mr. Hammond that a loss of service was not uncommon during stormy weather on the mountain.
"Please Sue, if I am going to spend the night here with you, call me Ted."
Sue's phone rang again. It was Paul calling back. Sue answered and Ted walked away to give the couple a moment of privacy to talk.
"Thanks for being understanding, honey," Paul told her. "You know how good Ted has been to us and what a rough time he has had since his wife and son died in the car accident. His whole world centered around them and he has seemed a bit lost since they died."
"This is not a problem, darling," Sue assured her husband. "I will cook dinner for the two of us and entertain him for the evening."
"You're the best, babe," Paul asserted. "Try to be very accommodating to him. I don't think he gets a lot of companionship these days, much less female company."
"Uh, what do you mean by 'very accommodating' and 'female companionship', honey?" Sue pressed.
"You know. Smile, be nice, make him feel appreciated. Maybe even flirt a little... or a lot," Paul chuckled as he said this. "Maybe you will have a sexy story to tell me about your night with him when I get back. He is incredibly important to our future and it wouldn't hurt to further endear ourselves to him if we can. Speaking of which, you're not wearing your slouchy sweatpants and sweatshirt are you?"
Looking down at her clothing, Sue lied and said, "of course not. I'm in just my panties and a bra."
"Wow, that would be hot! I'm sure Ted would like that! OK, my slutty little wife, take care of Ted. I will call you later this..." and the phone went dead again. This time showing a 'No Service' warning on its screen.
"Well, that's probably it for the phone service," Sue informed Ted.
"Yep, mine is dead as well," he said.
Later that evening, Sue prepared a basic meal for the two of them and they ate while sitting by the fire. She opened a nice bottle of Cabernet for them to share and they settled into a comfortable banter. They had already discovered that the satellite TV was out, so conversation was their only option.
After dinner, Ted opened another bottle of wine and refilled their glasses while they picked back up on their conversation. He broached the topic of his wife and child and Sue let him take the lead.
"I've had a hard time getting over the loss," he admitted. "It's been three years, but I just miss them and some of the things we used to do so much. Frankly, Paul reminds me a bit of my son and that is one of several reasons that I think so highly of him. He is a couple of years older than Mark would be, but he has the same sensibilities and intellect that my son possessed. Paul is going to go far with this company and perhaps even take the reins of ownership one day," Ted opined.
"Well, he thinks the world of you, Ted, and we both very much appreciate the opportunities you have given him," Sue offered.
