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Sinful snow in (glimmertwin)

Roland sighed. Ok...he would have no help. That's fine. He walked over to the corner and began taking his shoes off. His very wet shoes. Then his socks. Then his pants, jacket, shirt, sweater..everthing but his boxers (which are green plaid btw). He then took out the boxers he had worn the day before and used them to wipe the sweat and snow off him. Andrea had her back to him but he doubted she would have enjoyed the show anyway.

Once dry he put on his pants and socks from the day before as well as the sweater from today which was not wet. He threw his coat back on and then used his boxers again to wipe up the floor from where we came in. He did this all the way back out to the fire.

Once done he went back and got his wet clothes and hung them, as well as this shoes on the clothesline behind the fire. They would dry pretty fast. He then went back in and knelt down by Andrea.

"Andrea. I'm going to carry you back in there, by the fire. OK?" Roland didn't want for an answer, he scooped her, the quilt and the sleeping bag up in his arms.
 
"R-Rol- No!" She tried to feebly move and squirm like a worm against him. To no avail, it was pointless as her head swam and she gave up. Closing her eyes as each step nearly made her head pound against her skull. Here she was, feeling utterly helpless and felt like a fool in front of all people.

Oh how she thought the rumors of this would start once and if they would get out of this. She was sure Roland would have some sort of plan to blackmail her or come up with some sort of tale that involved her in some way being the bad guy.


This is just a bad dream.

Oh how she wished it was. No matter how much her fevered mind thought and hoped it would be as Roland held her close. That one small part of her somehow knew he gave a rats ass about her. He could easily have left her to die and say it was for survival. That what if he had some other motive? Either way, Andrea didn't care as her eyes opened to see the orange glow of the fire that was now approaching her view. The warmth that was being soaked up against the blanket and pressing against her sore breasts and body.
 
Roland gently set her down on the floor and went to pile some more wood on the fire. More so than was needed but he needed to get it nice and warm. He came back and moved her by the counter so she would have something to lean against. The room was now getting warm, esp by the fire. He actually felt some sweat beading up.

He sat down next to Andrea and got under the covers with her. "Just like camping when you were a kid, huh?" He joked and snuggled up close to her, hoping to also give her some of his body heat to warm her up. He slipped an arm around her pulled her closer to him, resting his hand on her waist. "Listen, things are going to be just fine. We can sleep right here tonight, in front of the fire, get nice and warm, ok?"

As he moved his foot up he hit something wet. Feeling down, under the quilt and sleeping bag and he felt her pants. They were still wet! They must be wet from when they were out in the snow, trying to break in here. No wonder she was shivering. Wet clothes against your body is not good.

"Hey," Roland began, "Andrea, we need to get you out of those wet pants. I think your shirt and sweater are fine but we need to dry those pants or get you into the pair you wore yesterday. Those socks too. We need to get you in some new socks. Your poor feet are probably frozen! Do you want me to help you undress?"
 
Her pants were indeed wet as well as her feet. Probably why she wasn't feeling any better. Andrea couldn't argue with him and really didn't care. dry, warm clothing would be welcomed at this point. Dumbly, Andrea nodded her head.

"Yes... I.. am.. cold.."


She needed his help and didn't like that she needed him. Even though she would have been fine if the whole nightmare hadn't happened.


"Doesn't mean.. I.. don't. ave to... ike it.."

Adding on that she needed help. Her sentence slurred as she shivered again .
 
Roland nodded and moved the quilt and sleeping bag aside. He carefully removed her socks first and placed them on the clothes line to dry. Quickly he ran back to the storeroom and went thru her bag. He dug out the socks and pants she wore the day before. He looked again at the panties she wore yesterday and smiled a bit.

He hurried back to the fire and placed the new clothes on top of the quilt. He then looked up at her. She had her eyes closed and was shivering. He needed to try to make this quick.

Moving the blankets back more, Roland moved to her button. He undid the button and zipped the fly down. There, in front of him, was a pair of hot pink panties. Staring him in the face. Hot pink with a touch of lace at the top. He swallowed his smile and slowly began to inch her pants down. To get the rear down, he had to reach around her and feel her ass a bit. His head was resting on her shoulder, his mouth right by her neck and he though he could hear her breathing quicken a bit. How long had it been for her he wondered.


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Her pants were indeed wet as well as her feet. Probably why she wasn't feeling any better. Andrea couldn't argue with him and really didn't care. dry, warm clothing would be welcomed at this point. Dumbly, Andrea nodded her head.

"Yes... I.. am.. cold.."


She needed his help and didn't like that she needed him. Even though she would have been fine if the whole nightmare hadn't happened.


"Doesn't mean.. I.. don't. ave to... ike it.."

Adding on that she needed help. Her sentence slurred as she shivered again .
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Andrea tried to keep her eyes shut as the little warmth from the blankets left her. Feeling Roland move close to her and pressing his hands to her body made her cry out inside. She couldn't supress the soft cry, be it a hate or like that came from her lips as his hands smoothed over her ass.

She tensed and her heart quickened a bit. Despite her body still shivered and the still pounding headache that plumeted her body and sore shoulder that plagued. The pill still swam in her system as she felt his warm musky breath waif over her shoulder. Sending a cool shiver down her spine that perked her nipples against her bra. She was convienced it was just the combination of the cold and her headache as she moved her head to look Roland in face questionangly as his hands seemed to linger on her ass.
 
Finally getting the pants under her ass he reachd for the front of the pants and tugged them down. His hands brushing against her crotch and her mound. He looked down and could see her pubic mound pressing against her panties. He felt his cock start to rise. Seeing those hot pink panties. Now seeing her thighs. Seeing a few stray pubic hairs on the side of her panties...he was getting hard. He tried to force it out of his mind and get to business.

Finally he had her pants all the way off. He grabbed the dry pair and started to slip them on her. "May need you to help me a bit here Andrea, if you can." Roland glanced up at her and smiled. He took a look down at her legs and and her panties. He looked at her crotch. He couldn't see anything - no camel toe, of course, they were not see through - but he could see where her pussy was. All the old sexual thoughts were coming back with a vengence. Was he finally over Nicholle? These thoughts had been out to lunch the past six months!! Why now?????

Finally getting her pants back on and over her ass (which he felt up again) he looked to try to button them and then though better. She didn't need them buttoned, she would be under the blanket.

Roland tossed another few logs on the fire, some of the big ones as well as some of the pallet kindling. The part of the gas station they were in was a little alcove. The bottom part of an 'L', if you will. They had walls on 3 sides of them with the fire almost in the middle. They were nice and warm, actually. He went back to the store room and got the air mattress and brought it back. He let some air out and folded it in half so they could each sit on part of it. He slipped it under them and then got under the blankets himself.

"Ok...you good?" He askedn looking at her and putting his arm around her so she could rest against him.
 
Lifting her rear, Andrea helped Roland with her pants. The gentle tug of and feel was enough to keep her head on straight as she sighed relief that the coldness of the wet pants were gone. Yet, she missed the look he was giving as a tingling sensation drew back into her legs.


When he left, she only concentrated on getting warm. It was all that mattered that when Roland came back, she actualy gave a partial smile as he slipped down beside her. Leaning up against him, she could feel the warmth spreading from his shoulder into her and she closed her eyes.


"Yes."

Came the simple reply.
 
Roland smiled and stared into the fire as she leaned against him and slowly drifted off to sleep. He looked up at the sliver of night he could see thru the edge of the door. It was STILL snowing. Their trucks would be half way buried by morning. What were they going to do for food? He had a few granola bars and some cookies but that was it. Wow. He hadn't thought of that. Well, they would be ok for a few days with what they had. Maybe she had more.

Soon, she was fast asleep, snooring a bit actually. Roland was nice and warm and rested his hand on her thigh under the covers. When he did that she moved a bit and, did she just spread her legs a bit. Wow. Maybe it had been a while for her. Roland closed his eyes, rested his head against hers and placed his hand near her unbuttoned/unzipped crotch. Nothing. She didn't move. He moved his hand up a bit, to her stomach and felt her legs move a bit more. His heart was racing now. If she woke up, he would just fake sleep. He then slid his hand down her pants a bit so his hand was over her mound and his two fingers were lighting touching where her pussy could be. He was tired and wasn't sure from the feel but it felt right. It felt good and warm and before he could attempt anymore he had fallen asleep.
 
Andrea wasn't sure how long she had fallen asleep for. Hours most likely, given the fact of the medicine and how she had been feeling. When her soft eyes opened, the first was about down to ambers, but still warm as she became aware of Rolands presence.


His arm still was held over her. Almost ina protective gesture as his other was over her pubic area. heat was rising from that area and she felt her face flush as a soft gasp came from her lips. Roland was asleep but his touch was sending her own flame of heat to her stomach.

"R-Roland.."

Taking her left hand to nudge him gently. Her head resting on his shoulder as she wanted to stay warm. Cheeks flushed as she groaned inwardly. Her headache was mostly gone, but the fire needed to keep going if they were to stay warm.

"Th Fire.."
 
Roland was in that inbetween land of reality and dreamworld when Andrea began to nudge him. It was a good dream as he had a rock hard errection. His hand was very warm and he knew why. He mumbled something and moved his hand down more, letting his fingers begin to press against her clit and pussy. He felt wettness there and smiled more. She was wet. He began to stroke her clit over her panties, soft and gentle as he drifted back off to sleep.
 
Glimmertwin said:
Roland was in that inbetween land of reality and dreamworld when Andrea began to nudge him. It was a good dream as he had a rock hard errection. His hand was very warm and he knew why. He mumbled something and moved his hand down more, letting his fingers begin to press against her clit and pussy. He felt wettness there and smiled more. She was wet. He began to stroke her clit over her panties, soft and gentle as he drifted back off to sleep.
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Andrea gasped. His hand and fingers pressed against her soft petals and she bit into her lower lip. How long had it been for her? Sense she had been touched in that area> Allowed a man to touch her? She couldn't even remember when and Roland was as those fingers stroked her gently, she grew wet with need.

"R-Roland..."

She nudged him again and wiggled her hips. trying to pull them away from his hand and keep the blanket snug against her wasn't working and only making it worse.
 
Roland woke up, slowly, and then, with a jerk. He opened his eyes. It was cooler but not cold in the station. The fire was embers and the night was over. Well, almost. It was early, early morning, the sun not really up yet, just peeking through. He had to throw some more logs on the fire, not many but a few. He blinked a few times and felt a rock between his legs. Man, he had a huge hardon.

He went to rub his face but his hand was down Andrea's pants and then he remembered he had fallen asleep with his hand there...and she was wet as anything. He rubbed a bit there, at her crotch, before turning his head to her. He could feel her opening. Feel her lips. Feel the wetness and his cock grew harder. He then slowly turned his head over to her, ready to get beat over the head. Slowly he started to pull his hand out.


Andrea was looking at him but not in a mad way. Just...looking at him. Almost in a sleepy way. Was she asleep or awake? He wasn't sure but he needed to do or say something. Instead of moving his hand out and moved it back down and started to rub her again, sliding his fingers against her pussy, pushing a bit of the fabric of her panties in her.

"Andrea....should I stoke the fire more? I mean the real fire." He smiled a weak, sleepy smile. " I'll leave it up to you."
 
Fuck, her mind screamed out as his fingers kept moving like magic. The button he was pressing against was going up against her better judgement. However, she knew that there was a possibility that they could both not make it out of her alive.


"Yes..."

She whimpered. Her eyes were glossy. Letting out a whimper as she shifted slightly.

"But.. why?"

Andrea had to know. she wanted to know why now. Now of all places.
 
Roland smiled and felt his cock stiffin more and pressed a bit harder down on her, now swollen, clit. He began to make circular motions with his two fingers, pressing and moving, pressing and moving but then stopped. He looked over at the fire and...."fuck the fire!" he mumbled, turned and placed a small, wet kiss on her lips.

"Why?" he mumbled between soft, gently kisses. "Why what? Why did you wake up with my hand down your pants? I with a hot girl under the covers....I'm a guy. I guess," he kissed her again and let his tongue slip into her mouth. She tasted, well, yeah, he was sure they both had morning breath but, hey, so what. "I guess...that's why."

Roland stopped kissing for a second, reached down and pulled out the mattress and unfolded it. He slipped his hand out of her pants to help. He flattened it out beside them and then looked back at Andrea. He smiled and moved in and gently laid her back, on the mattress. He then moved down and kissed her neck, gently.
 
She trembled, not fighting it as his kiss sent a pleasured thrill down her spine. Almost amused as her eyes flickered to the dying flames as she wanted to smack him for even considering letting the fire die out all the way.

"You guess... That's not really the answer I was looking for."

Andrea replied as he laid her back against the mattress. Her body heating with the flow of blood that sped up. The press of his body gently against her brought a ray of excitment across her chest as tender lips touched her neck. Bringing a small sigh of contentment as her hands slide up to his shoulders.

She was more scared to ask what and why he was acting the way he as now. Her eyes still held that doubt. As if he was doing this now because they were locked toegther. Snowed in and trapped until they were found, or would expire.
 
Rolands errection was growing by the second, getting rock hard. He kissed her neck more. Gently kissing and sucking his way down to her ear and then gently biting her earlobe before moving up to her cheek, her chin and then her mouth. He laid beside her, he didn't know if she was well enough for him to lay on her.

When he got to his mouth he kissed gently at first and then harder, pushing his mouth on hers and letting his tongue ram into her mouth. Damn, it felt so good.

With his hand he reached under the blanket and under her shirt and cupped her bra covered breast, gently squeezing and massaging it.

His cock was bulging, ready to break free of his pants. He wasn't sure where to take things next. He wanted to fuck her but he wanted to eat her. For Roland, eating pussy was about as good, if not better, than fucking but, than again...was this really a place to eat her? He decided to kiss her some more and decide later. He knew that once he slid his cock in, with as long as it had been for him, he would cum soon.

"Um..." Roland mumbled between kisses. "Why what then?" He started to kiss down her neck again, to her chest, pulling the covers up to cover them both.
 
Her body roared with heat! Eagerly she kissed him back, her fingers pressing against the back of his shoulders as she forgot for a moment where they were. That they were snowed in and had for the moment, no way out. Andrea didn't care that her shoulder still hurt and was probably dislocated as his hand palmed and squeesed her large breast.


The nipple perking against the fabric brought a soft moan to her lips as she sucked in a breath of crisp air. She never thought he would touch her like this. Part of her thought it was a dream and Andrea didn't want it to end as Roland seemed to pause and ask her a question. Bringing her back to reality that they were trapped.

"Why now? Why of all times are your wanting to touch me now when you refused back then?"
 
Roland paused for a second while kissing her neck and chest. "I don't know....I don't think I was ready to move on from my past. Now...maybe this wreck was the slap I needed." He moved down, under the covers while he unbuttoned his pants and moved them down. His boxers almost came with them, which was fine with him. They bunched up a bit but he didn't bother fixing them, he was too focused on her stomach.

After moving her her shirt up he began to kiss and suck and lick her stomach. Being under the covers, he was pretty warm but it was also very dark. He couldn't see much of what he was doing but he knew the route by feel. He felt the band of his panties and thought his cock would jump out of his pants. He pulled his pants and boxers down enough to get hold of his cock and stroked it as he continued to kiss her stomach all over.

He slowly stroked his cock and then stopped. He would cum if he wasn't careful. He did the next best thing did. He took hold of her pants and pulled them down as she lifted a leg to get them off. They still dangled from the other leg but that was ok if she didn't care.

Roland then got back down and began to kiss her panties up and down, avoiding her crotch for now. Instead, he kissed everywhere BUT her crotch. He could smell her though. She was wet. The smell of pussy, under this quilt and sleeping bag, was heavenly.
 
Your past? Andrea thought as she breathed in a mouthful of air. She wanted to ask more, but the thought was cut short as goosebumps rolled down her stomach from where he trailed his hot tongue. Moaning loud as she arched her chest up against him, all thoughts lay wasted as her legs spread under the covers.

The smell of her sex was waifing up and she was embarressed. However, Roland didn't seem to care as her pants came off (for the most part. Shivering with delight as each kiss he gave set her more on fire.

"Roland....hmmmph..."

Moaning louder as her hands wound down and dug into his shoulders. The blanket falling down just a bit to give him a bit of fresh air as her nails caught the hem of his shirt. Andrea tugged and pulled gently on the cloth. Her own intentions clear that she wanted skin against skin.
 
Roland continued to kiss her panties all over. He loved the taste of the fabric. Loved the smell of her. He felt her legs spread and loved it. He slowly stroked his cock as he kissed down more and more until he got to her legs. He then began to kiss and suck and lick her thighs. He could smell her pussy big time now and it took every fiber of his being to skip it but he did. He held on to her legs and kissed down, down one leg. Kissing and sucking and licking down to her knee. He kissed the bottom of her knee hard. Then, back up to her thigh kissing all the way until he reached her panties. He then moved over to her other thigh, leaving her crotch alone. He kissed and sucked it down to her knee, sucking her underknee hard.

He was careful as he stroked to let off every once in a while. He didn't want to cum too soon. Finally, when he thought he had done enough teasing he kissed up to her crotch again. Spreading her legs he got right up close to her pussy. He could feel her shiver and tremble. He then let his tongue come out and gently, very gently, lick her panties on top of her pussy. Just barely touching the fabric. Just once.
 
Glimmertwin said:
Roland continued to kiss her panties all over. He loved the taste of the fabric. Loved the smell of her. He felt her legs spread and loved it. He slowly stroked his cock as he kissed down more and more until he got to her legs. He then began to kiss and suck and lick her thighs. He could smell her pussy big time now and it took every fiber of his being to skip it but he did. He held on to her legs and kissed down, down one leg. Kissing and sucking and licking down to her knee. He kissed the bottom of her knee hard. Then, back up to her thigh kissing all the way until he reached her panties. He then moved over to her other thigh, leaving her crotch alone. He kissed and sucked it down to her knee, sucking her underknee hard.

He was careful as he stroked to let off every once in a while. He didn't want to cum too soon. Finally, when he thought he had done enough teasing he kissed up to her crotch again. Spreading her legs he got right up close to her pussy. He could feel her shiver and tremble. He then let his tongue come out and gently, very gently, lick her panties on top of her pussy. Just barely touching the fabric. Just once.
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Andrea moaned in delight. Her eyes closed as her legs spread easily for him. The heat they made was more then enough for the moment to keep them warm as another soft moan escaped from her lips. Taking her hands to the side and grappling the blanket just as his tongue barley pressed up against the fabric against her pussy.

"Aha! R-Roland!!"

Her chest arched up, pressing her hips against his face...
 
Smiling to himself, Roland placed finger against her crotch. Wet. Dripping wet. He wiggled his finger a bit, pressing slightly. She felt good. She felt very, very good. He wanted to plunder that pussy very much. He wanted to eat it, to lick it, to suck it to, in the end, fuck it. But, not yet. Not quite yet. He knew, from experience, the more she waited, the harder she would cum.

Roland gave her panties one more lick and then began to kiss up again. He kissed up to her stomach and then slowly lifted her shirt up. She helped and soon he was out from under the cover and kissing her chest. He looked and saw she was wearing a very nice red bra. He cupped the right breast and then on the left breast he moved the bra aside and latched on to her nipple with his whole mouth. Sucking and kissing it, hard. He almost was giving her a hickey he was sucking it so hard while massaging her right breast. She tasted so, so very good.

He felt his cock ready to explode and had to will it to calm down. Don't throw up too soon old boy.
 
With the shirt gone, she shivered at first. The cool air licked against her skin, much as Roland was doing against her with his kisses. Moaning again as she rolled her head to right, she hissed back a growl when his lips latched onto her right breast.


The fabric moved aside, the dark areola was exposed. Her perk nipple aching as she cried out when his mouth latched onto it like a newborn babe. Bringing forth soft noises from her lips as Andrea shifted and wrapped her arms around his head to hold him there.

"Fuck!! Roland!! Yesss! Gods, harder..."


Fuck his mouth felt so good against her breast. It was almost painful, and yet she liked it. Having her pussy grow even hotter as she purred more encouragment. A hand raking down the back of his head as she slipped it under the covers and found the tip of his cock. Almost shocking her as she pulled back at first, but then grabbed it and smoothed her palm over the head. wanting to please him as much as he was her right now.
 
"Fuck yeah is right!" Roland mumbled and kept sucking and kissing as she took hold of his cock. Oh, man...that felt good as she began to stroke him. He left her breast and moved up to her neck, kissing and sucking on it then her cheeks and then, finally, her lips. He plunged his tongue deep in her mouth, circling around inside with his tongue. Wet and sloppy.

He couldn't last much longer with her stroking him so he started to kiss back down, back down to her breasts where he paused and pulled down her bra and started to suck and kiss her right breast to keep all things even. He stayed there for a bit and then went down to her stomach. She let go of his cock as he moved further down. He kissed her stomach and stopped at her navel and sank his tongue deep into it, swirling it around as, with his free hand, he placed against her crotch and pushed his finger against her clit.
 
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