In From The Snow

They were almost snowed in. The road had just closed, and no one could bother them for a full day, maybe two.

Virginia lay back on the down featherbed, her husband Keith groaning with pleasure as he moved into her. He was a dark silhouette against the blue-white light of a snowy late afternoon. She loved the feeling of his smooth, strong body moving against her. She felt the little twitches in his hips that meant he was close. Virginia pulled her knees up, tilting her hips to take him deeper. She liked her man in deep when he came.

Keith looked down at his wife. She was gorgeous, glowing, her golden hair splashed across the pillow, smiling up at him with half-closed green eyes. He held himself on elbows and knees as he thrust into her, and cradled her head with his big, deep brown hands. Her pink-tipped breasts bounced with their movement. "God, Ginny," he said. "I love you, baby."

There was a loud buzz and crackle from the radiophone across the room. A deep voice spoke, distorted by the small speaker. "Garnet Pass, Garnet Pass rescue, this is South Fork, we have a call, come in."

"Awww shit!" Keith said. The voice repeated, and Keith jumped up to answer.

Virginia watched Keith's long, lean body standing in profile as he took the call. She smiled to see him talking to the dispatcher as his penis throbbed, erect and wet. Her eyes looked down his cock from his pink-beige penis head collared by the dark foreskin, down his brown shaft to his balls, clenched tight and high.

Keith talked to the highway rescue dispatcher, taking notes quickly. "Awright, we'll get our snow boots on and get on our way," he said in closing. "Order up for pickup, sweetheart," he said to Virginia. "Car stuck a mile up toward the pass, maybe off the road."

Virginia jumped up onto the cold floor. She looked out the window and said, "We better hurry, or we'll be snowshoeing back."

Inside of five minutes, they were dressed for snow and on the road in their 4WD with the winch, the tow bar, and the rescue kit.