The Blizzard

By Gowan Bush

When Freda is caught in a blizzard she seeks refuge at a motel. Her lustful night there will change her life and marriage forever.

• Language: English
• Publisher: GW Enterprises Publishing Company
• Release date: Apr 14, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005477554

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The Blizzard.

Copyright 2021 | GW Enterprises Publishing Company

Author: Gowan Bush.

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Disclaimer

This eBook holds adults only erotica. All human characters in this story are over eighteen years of age, and any similarities to real people or real-life situations is purely coincidental and unintended. This eBook is 100% fiction, none of this ever happened. The themes of this story are fine for fantasy, but only a fool would do them in real life. Do not try this at home.

Credits

The images on the cover of this eBook come from pixabay.com free stock photos, cover design/titles by Greg B., and used with permission.

Table of Contents:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Epilogue

Chapter 1

When a blizzard sends blinding flurries of snow cascading downward, Freda’s trying to drive home from yet another visit to the resale shops in a nearby town. Bags of odds and ends load the backseat, things she would probably store in the attic with other such purchases. As usual, her husband Keith wouldn’t care or even notice. Once he had married her and settled her family’s business, the attention he paid to her slackened off considerably. His disinterest had finally forced her to go on day-long trips to seek out enjoyment by spending money on whatever caught her eye.

She can see that she won’t get far in such awful weather, so she pulls into the parking lot of a small motel. She takes her purse and fights her way the short distance to the motel’s lobby, grateful for a haven from the freezing cold.

You might be here a while, the man behind the desk said. Just saw on TV there might be four foot of snow before morning. No luggage, huh? Guess that means you weren’t looking for a room.

He smiles as she moves closer, brushing the snow from her coat. The man is handsome. Black hair, brown eyes. Tall and broad-shouldered. If she hadn’t been married, she would have flirted with him. Her husband Keith would hardly ever fuck her, much less talk sexy to her. Not even her purchases can relieve that problem.

I wasn’t planning on staying, she agrees, returning the smile faintly. After what you told me, though, I suppose I’ll need a room.

First or second floor? he asks, turning the ledger toward her.

It doesn’t matter, she mutters as she signs in. Anything will do.

‘Damn Keith and his fucking around,’ she thought. ‘If he weren’t always so busy with the company and other women, I would be home now, safe and warm. Instead, I’m gonna have to stay in a strange place, sleep in a strange bed, and pay to do it.’ She digs into her purse for some money. Silently she hands over the payment for one night. If she has to stay longer, she’ll put it on a card.

How about one-one-three? the man inquires as he selects a key. Toward the back and near the kitchen. Since there’ll probably only be the four of us here, it’ll be easier on all of us.

Four? she asks, frowning.

Me and my cousins. I’m Gary. You’ll meet Luke and Tony later. Luke does the cooking, and Tony’s the handyman. I handle the business end.

He puts out his hand, and they shake. ‘God, he has beautiful brown eyes,’ Freda thought. ‘So deep and penetrating. Why the hell did I let Keith marry me when a stud like Gary was around?’ Thinking of her two-timing husband, she decides she better call to let Keith know where she is. ‘While he won’t be worried,’ she thought, ‘It’d only be proper.’

Can I use your phone? she asks. To make a local call. My cell phone has gone flat.

Sure, Gary said.

He set the phone closer to her, and she lifts the receiver. There’s no dial tone or even static.

It’s dead, she said, hanging up. Oh, well. I can try again later when my cell phone has re-charged. Why don’t you show me to my room?

When he grins, she feels a tingle in the pit of her stomach. It’s been a long time since Keith has got her hot just by looking at her. ‘Too long.’ She follows him closely. His ass is taut and firm, his thighs muscular. ‘Dammit, he looks good,’ she thought. ‘Better than any man I’ve seen recently.’

It startles her to realize she hadn’t really been looking at men since she has met and married Keith. It’s as if she closed her eyes for months, especially since she saw her husband at lunch with a blonde too friendly with him to be anything but a lover. That incident occurred less than six months after they got married. However, her eyes are wide open and full of hunger for the man in front of her.

See? he said as they came to a door. Nice and secluded. Want me to show you the view, Mrs. Williams?

Freda, she said, blushing at his confused expression. Uh, well, we are going to be under unusual circumstances, aren’t we?

She hands him the key, and he let them into the room. The snow hides everything beyond the windows. His eyes travel over her slim figure, and she feels proud of the way he keeps staring. She removes her hat and coat, then fluffs her long brown hair, shaking it to eliminate any flakes of snow. Gary studies her, making no move to leave. Her loins begin to itch, and she doesn’t want him to go. As wrong as it seems to be, she’s aching for the man to fuck her. Freda sits on the bed, gazing into his eyes, trying to decide how best to voice her desire and not seem too forward.

Do you think your cousins will miss you if you, ah, stayed to talk? she murmurs.

No, he said. What do you want to talk about?

When he sits next to her, she timidly put her hand on his leg. She’s afraid to say anything, but lust makes her find her voice.

About what you might do if I told you… I like you. A lot.

Gary begins caressing the back of her neck, sending sparkling chills down her spine. I’d say I like you, too, Freda. A hell of a lot.

Blushing, she moves her hand toward his crotch. She finds his bulging cock and gently squeezes it.

I’m married, you know, she whispers. Not happily, I’m afraid. Keith acts like… I’m not there. She pauses, then said, You seem to know I’m here, Gary. The question is, will you like to prove you want to be here with me?

With a growl, he pulls her into his arms and kisses her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth. Freda’s somewhat surprised by his eagerness, having been intimate only with Keith, and that’s a lackluster relationship at best. Gary’s a different breed of man altogether, and realization makes her pussy get hot and wet. She gets even hornier when he slides his hands under her shirt to fondle her naked back.

Do you want me to fuck you? the man snarls lustfully. "Tell me, baby. Tell me you