A Visitor in the Snow

The snow was coming down in drifts. I cleared my drive when I got home but another four inches had fallen since then. The papers and met office had been warning about this for three days so I was prepared. Candles, batteries all charged, both for torches and the ones that would keep me supplied with mains for four days should the grid go out. - An eight KW turbine in the garden combined with the same amount of solar panels made sure of that though I was not going to get anything from the panels for the next two days till the weather let up enough to clear the snow from the panels, then with cold sharp frosts, I would expect to get more than normal for the time of year due to the reflection from the snow. I had also Stacked a week's worth of dry wood for the stoves, one in the kitchen that I used for cooking during the winter and one in the living room. The kitchen one also supplied me with enough hot water for a family of six that had at the time my parents installed it included three teenage daughters!


Said daughters, no longer teenagers were now all successful in their own careers and not interested in taking on the old place, having husbands who lived in different countries or in one case a different continent. I had been successful enough myself to buy out their shares in the place and write computer software from a home that was far too big for me. Jenny, the second youngest of us Face-timed me from New York to see how I was. I spoke to all three of them from time to time either using Facebook or Zoom, sometimes we even managed to all be available at the same time.


"How are things Sis?" I asked her.


"Not bad, though I am on my own, Tom is stuck because all flights back to NY are cancelled. How is my favourite brother?" I reminded her again I was her only brother before telling her,


"Pretty good. Been preparing for the snow most of the day. I think we have about six inches now."


"I spit on your six inches! Out here in New York State we have over four foot now."


"Hey, don't dis my six inches Jenny!" I was rewarded by seeing her coffee coming out of her mouth."


"Bastard! Now see what you made me do. And I know you have more than six inches. I saw it once remember?"


"Remember? How could I forget? We were both scarred for life."


"Poor you." Jenny laughed. She had walked in on my shortly after Carrie and I had given eachother our cherries and I had just recovered and was ready for round two when she walked in to borrow my laptop. I forget what was wrong with hers. I was just about over Carrie's death from a drunk driver but hadn't yet taken the plunge again. At the time we had recently embarked on a plan to use all the hot water the stove supplied in winter. Carrie had been pregnant with our twin girls. Earlier that day we had laughed together over the incident.


Tears came to my eyes but it was remembering our laughter and joy, not the wallowing in self pity tears that had marked the first eighteen months of my return to the single life. Jenny still felt the need to apologise,


"I am so sorry Ron."


"Don't be. I was just reminded of the good times. I might not have found anyone else yet but I am not stuck in misery these days."


"Good. It is about time you started looking though. You are never going to use up all that hot water on your own. I bet you have three days of wood stacked inside." I laughed.


"A week actually."


"My god! You have gone from depressed to paranoid!" I decided not to tell her about all the electrics I had gotten installed. At that point her electrics went out. "Damn, sorry you can't see me any more. I need to light the fire and I only have fifteen minutes of battery on here." I changed my mind and told her about my setup.


"Its not like you can't afford it and with selling back to the power companies on top of not paying them, you would get your money back there in five years."


"You can be really nasty sometimes you know." But it was with laughter in her voice. Jenny was pregnant and all the more beautiful because of it.


"I know. How is lump?"


"Kicking. I should have stopped those martial arts classes the moment I got pregnant. She has learned everything our teacher ever knew through osmosis."


"And they don't teach you how to defend yourself against your unborn child? Ask for your money back"


"If they knew she was there, they would probably have charged me double."


"You poor thing. "Next month when I have a break in my schedule, I will have to come over and give you a massage." No, nothing ever happened between us but Jenny and I only born eighteen months apart were always very physical with eachother. My two older sisters were a bit more distant, from everyone really not just from myself."


"I will hold you to to that but I am not paying your transport costs. That would be one hell of an expensive massage."


"Don't worry sis. You know I don't charge or back rubs. If I brought my laptop I could work from yours for a month and do some baby sitting shifts for you when you are desperate for a break."


"Yea, if I could only train you to breastfeed then I really could get a break!"


Jenny's laptop warned her it was about to die so we hung up. I became aware of a banging on my door.


"Julie, get inside. What the fuck are you doing out in this?" Julie was one of my best friends, if it hadn't been for her and a couple of others I would have gone under after Carrie died. As it was, there were times when I felt really sad but I was getting on with life and just about noticing women again even if not actually looking.


"I left work early and got what they said would be the last bus. It is now sitting in the ditch by the bend at the bottom of the hill. I tried walking up my side of the valley and soon found I would never make it so I came here as your side isn't so steep. The driver is old George who lives in the house next to where he parked the bus in the ditch. I told him that if he was taking the bus home the least he could do is park properly." George was one of the best drivers around and if he went in the ditch, the road truly was impassable.


Why don't you grab a seat next tot he stove while I get you a towel, then I can make you a hot chocolate while you wait for me to cook?" Wet and frozen, a grateful Julie did as I suggested. By the time I returned she was topless and with hands not yet thawed struggling to undo her jeans.


"Can you undo these for me please." I wrapped one of the two warm towels from the airing cupboard around her top half and then undid the button on her jeans before unzipping them. She stood up and pushed the jeans along with her knickers down her legs before sitting down again. I then removed her shoes and socks before pulling her frozen clothing off. I took the second towel and vigorously dried her bottom half, getting her to stand so I could reach everything. I then wrapped the towel around her waist. "Can you do my top half as well please?" I did so and despite not taking any liberties found myself displaying a tent should Julie look down.


I busied myself making her a hot chocolate with cream just how I knew she liked it before finding her some of Carrie's clothes to put on.


"I think these should be a reasonable fit." I told her.


"Do you mind if I stay like this for a bit. The heat from the stove on my skin is so nice." Julie had always been a child of nature and it appeared still was. Her armpits boasted long black hairs and I swear you could have braided her pubes. On her I found it really turned me on. Carrie hadn't shaved or trimmed but her blonde pubic hair was so sparse as to be almost non-existent.


"Sure, just make sure you don't lean on the stove or you will get a nasty burn." As she enjoyed her drink, the colour started to return to her face and I started to consciously enjoy the fact that she was sitting next to my stove where I was cooking, naked. Earlier, my body reacted but honestly my mind was on making sure I didn't have a case of hypothermia on my hands. Now, I tried to be discrete but soon discovered I wasn't very good at the discrete bit.


"Ron! Fucking look at me if you want to! If I had hang ups about you looking at me, I wouldn't be sitting here dressed in my birthday suit. I may have been getting close to the point where it was dodgy when I came in but I wasn't so far gone that I wasn't aware of the fact that you could have had a sneaky feel a dozen times or more but didn't. Hell I know you well enough that if you had touched me I would have assumed it was an accident. Oh and I know you don't need to stand over that stew the whole time. Why don't we go through to your living room and you can give me a cuddle in front of the other stove."


"You win Julie." And I looked her over thoroughly as she stood up and we walked the few yards to the sofa. I set a timer on my phone and my arms went around Julie's back as her had pushed against my chest. "So apart from having been cold and unable to get home, how are you? It is far too long since we last ate together." She looked at me. I tried to place the expression on her face. Anxious? Worried? "Its all right. I won't judge you." Where did that even come from? Why would I ever judge Julie?


"I dumped Kevin." I waited, knowing there was more. "He was cheating on me with that girl he works with. "He was screwing her in the kitchen when I let myself into his flat when I got off work early yesterday. He told me it didn't mean anything. When he said that, she went ballistic. Knocked him out with a frying pan. I grabbed my stuff, phoned the police and ambulance and left before she started on me. I don't know whether she would have or not but didn't want to risk finding out. Which reminds me, I need to phone the police and rearrange a time to make a statement. I called them to cancel doing it after work because of the weather and just as well I think." She tailed off, clinging to me.


"So what did you tell him?"


"Nothing. I didn't get a chance. I texted him to say we were finished. I haven't turned my phone on again since." I stroked Julie's back, all too aware of how her naked body was affecting my own clothed one. My phone told me dinner was ready and we were both starving. I didn't suggest alcohol as I wasn't sure it would be good for Julie and I didn't want to appear rude being the only one drinking. Julie insisted on washing up and took the opportunity to investigate all my cupboards. "Fuck! I know where I am coming if they drop the bomb! You could live for a year on what you have." Actually by my reckoning it was about six months and the diet wouldn't be that interesting by the end of that time.


We were both pretty knackered so I started to show Julie to the spare room.


"Actually, I am still pretty shaken up. Could I sleep with you tonight?" Are bears catholic?


Once in bed, Julie snuggled up against my now naked form and after a chaste kiss on the lips was asleep within seconds. I on the other hand took a lot longer. When I awoke it was to the feeling of a firm small breast in my Right hand, held in place by both of Julie's hands. I quickly became aware of a raging boner.


"Something is poking me." Julie giggled.


"Sorry about that. Pressed against the sexiest body in Yorkshire that was pretty inevitable."


"No need to be sorry, if you didn't react I would have felt kind of insulted." I didn't answer in words but squeezed the tit I was holding, feeling the hard nub surrounded by the puckered areola. My left hand went looking for some action too and soon the breast action was in stereo. But that didn't last too long. Julie turned round and taking hold of my erection guided it to her entrance. Her leg bent up over my hip and she pushed forward. I slipped into her well lubricated sheath easily despite her being if anything tighter than Carrie was when we lost our virginities.


Just before I felt her muscles clamp down on me as Julie experienced her climax I felt her tongue reach for my tonsils and seconds later as her rhythmic squeezing continued my own release came, jet after jet of it. We lay together, gently kissing till another hunger in our bellies made us get up. I switched on my computer in case there were any urgent messages. While it was booting up and Julie was brushing her teeth with a spare head from for my electric toothbrush I nipped out to the garage and brought in the bunch of flowers I had there.


It must have been later than I thought because Jenny was wanting to face time me. I accepted forgetting I was still naked. At that moment, Julie came through the open door.


"Hang on a second sis." I turned to Julie, also naked and presented her with the flowers. "Happy Valentine's day darling." She kissed me and looking at the computer recognised my sister whom she hadn't seen for about three years.


"Hi Jenny. Look aren't my flowers beautiful?"


"I am jealous. Here I am in up state New York with over eight foot of snow and no flights in for hubby to get home to me. I am impressed with my brother though, I spoke to him yesterday and no mention of a girlfriend. One of you must be a fast worker."


"Not really, I fell in love with Ron years ago. The only trouble was Carrie got there first. I invited myself in yesterday when the bus couldn't get up the hill to my home and I stupidly tried to walk up there but gave up after ten minutes by which time I was frozen stiff. I turned round and headed for Ron's house where I invited myself to his bed last night and we made love this morning."


"Good for you. He has been going without for too long since Carrie died."


"So Jenny, did the electricity come back on?"


"No. I read the handbook and got the generator going."


"The same generator Tom told you was too complicated for him to explain how it works to you?" She laughed.


"Yep. Same one." She put on a pained face. "Do you think you could cover up? Seeing your cock waving about keeps reminding me that this is one valentine's day I won't be getting any. And, talking about Valentine's day, why when you weren't expecting Julie or anyone to be around did you have such a big bunch of flowers to hand?"


"You know me Jenny. I always like to be prepared."


"Like you were ever a boy scout." My sister clearly didn't believe me. It had been a spur of the moment decision driving home. I saw the flowers going cheap because the weather meant there would be no one getting near the shop to buy them on Valentine's day and I thought they would brighten the house up a bit. But I wasn't going to tell my sister that it was shear good fortune or tell Julie. After all, keeping some sense of mystery is important.