Ann Price paused to look over her shoulder at the approaching clouds. The weather report last evening had predicted a snow storm for late today but as she watched the clouds gather she thought it was going to get here much sooner than expected. She hoped her husband, Tim, was paying attention to the weather and would get home before the storm came.
She spent the rest of the morning moving firewood from the shed where Tim had stored it, to the porch where she could get to it if the weather turned really bad. The day that had started out sunny and in the forties was now dark and cloudy with the temperature now near freezing. Tim was going to have to leave at lunch if he was going to be able to get home before the storm. She wasn't looking forward to spending the night alone.
Tim and Ann had been married a couple of years and had just bought the house they were living in this last summer. It was a big old farm house they had purchased, intending to start renovating it this next summer. Right now it was just big and old with not very good heat and almost no insulation at all.
Tim was at lunch when he heard the latest weather report. They were now expecting more ice than snow. He knew that would make it just that much harder to get back home to Ann. Their place was west of town and would get hit first. He didn't look forward to bucking snow, let along ice for the commute than normally took over and hour but now would take more like two to complete. He had one more customer to meet this afternoon and then he would head home.
First the customer was late and second he wasn't in a hurry to sign. Tim ended up spending a lot more time with him than he expected. By the time he was ready to leave the snow was really coming down.
He had to fight the snow and high winds just to get to the interstate where he found it already closed to traffic. He tried to go by back roads and soon found they were even worse. By then all roads leaving the city were closed. He headed back to work to call Ann.
About lunch the electricity went off. Ann fussed but thought it would be back on soon as the storm passed through. She got out the oil lamps and candles. The flash light had new batteries so she was ok with that.
With the electricity went the telephone. They only had one cell phone and Tim had it with him. She was left with any way to communicate with the outside world. She stroked up the fire in the fireplace and set down to look out the window at the snow that was fast turning to ice, hoping Tim would come driving up any moment.
Tim tried calling Ann but didn't get an answer. After calling the phone company he found out that the lines were down everywhere back towards his home. He tried to think how he could get in touch Ann. The reason they had purchased the old home in the first place was because it was isolated which meant their nearest neighbor was half a mile away from them.
He dug out his wallet and looked to see if he had Mike's phone number in it. He remembered Mike giving it to him back when they first meet. He knew it was a cell phone since Mike didn't have a land line. He could get him to run over and check on Ann and let her know he wouldn't be home until the next day when the roads were open.
He called the number and was about to hang up when Mike answered. "Mike, Tim Price here, what is going on there with the weather?"
"Hi Tim. It is bad and going to get worse. They are now saying it could last three or four days. The electricity is already off and lines are down everywhere. The ice is tearing up all the trees and blocking all the roads. Doesn't look like anyone will be going anywhere for up to a week."
"I am stuck in the city and can't get out of here. Ann is home alone and the phone is out. I hate to ask you but could you get over to the house and check on Ann and let her know I can't get home. She is going to be worried when I don't show up tonight."
"Be glad to. Doesn't she have a cell phone?"
"No, we never though she needed one."
"I will get her to call you back on mine when I get over there."
"You don't know how much I appreciate you doing this for me. I will have to repay you sometimes."
"You don't owe me anything, glad to help."
Mike hung up the phone with a smile on his face. He already had the right payback in mind.
Mike had met them soon after they moved in the old house. He liked what he saw of Ann at once. The first view of her made him wish it was him sleeping with her instead of Tim.
He like the way Ann was built. She couldn't have been over five feet and maybe a hundred pounds but on how everything was stacked in all the right place. He could just see the petite blond riding his black cock with her hair thrown back as he filled her white pussy with his black cock.
He reached for his camera, locked up his house and went for his truck. He didn't intend coming back home before the snow melted if he had his way about it. He wasn't against using a little force if the situation demanded it.
He never got out of his yard with the truck. Trees were blocking the drive. He parked the truck and headed through the woods to Ann's. He thought that he was really going to deserve the fucking he expected for having to walk in this miserable weather.
It had quit snowing and now was raining. The rain quickly froze and the tree tops were cracking like a rifle shot as the weigh of the ice took its toll. She knew Tim wasn't going to make it home through this. She just hoped he found a warm dry place to wait out the storm.
It was almost dark when she heard what sounded like someone pounding on the door. She wondered who could be out in a mess like this as she went to the door.
Mike was about to pound on the door again when she opened it. Just seeing the little blond in her shirt and jeans made the walk over here worth the effort. "Mike, what are you doing out here in this weather?" She stepped back to let him come in and shut the door behind him.
Mike was soaked through and through. His clothes were almost frozen to him. He shook off his cap. "I talked to Tim and he wanted you to know that he was locked down in the city with no way out, and to make sure you are alright."
"I hate you had to come here in this weather to tell me that. Where is your truck? I didn't hear you drive up."
"At home, the roads are closed, I walked over here."
Ann couldn't help but feel bad that he had to walk in this mess but she had never like being to close to Mike. From the first time she met him she had felt his eyes as they traveled all over her body, and he didn't even try to hide the thought that he liked what he saw. She had never been around many black men and none of them had looked at her like she was going to be the main course that night. His look had plainly said that he wanted to take her to bed.
