Elle's Brother lives in the mountains three hours from Portland Oregon. Instead of Christmas At Elle's this year like every other year, she must journey through the hills and mountains to Chris's, her brother. But when her car dies, and a snow storm...
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Damn that woman's ass it huge. She doesn't eat meat, yet she has a huge trunk like that. The lord blessed her well. I bet her pussy is tight with a fat ass like that. along with not having a man in her life. I'll show her a real man, I'll lay her down, and give her every inch of my big cock. And she writes, damn. I wonder what she writes about.
I flip the steaks over and let them sizzle. Their sweet scent fills the air but I bet Elle's sweet scent can fill this cabin, nothing would be able to deplete that. I turn away from the stove and walk over to the fireplace. I grab a couple more logs and put them in. That should do it. It's almost nine at night, I don't have a clock here, but my internal clock is almost always right.
Elle comes from out of the bedroom. "Please tell me you didn't piss on my floor" I laugh. "Of course I didn't." " You don't have any shampoo or anything store bought. You make it?" She smiles as she grabs a chair at the table. "No actually, Melonee up the road makes them for me. She has her own business online. She's the only one out here that goes to town everyday of her life and gets back at midnight." I set my elbows on the island staring at her.
"So what kind of books do you write?" I continue the conversation. "Well, true crime really." I look at her "If you write true crime then you must do a lot of research, yet you are more than willing to wear a mans clothes, and settle into a mans house you don't even know?" "Trust me, if you were some ax murderer you wouldn't have set down that ax when you brought the tree back. I'm sure I'd be sitting here with my head split open, probably naked, and you shaking your shit and marking all over me." Elle bites her lip.
I look at her in aw. She's right about one thing, I sure as hell would love to be shaking my shit all over her, marking her body as mine, and only mine. "Well, now." I turn to the stove turning the fire out, and removing the steaks setting them on a plate. I open the can of carrots and slip them on the pan for a few seconds to warm them up and set some on each plate.
My cock erect through my pants I'm glad the Island is blocking her view.
I adjust myself, and then grab the plates and walk to the table.
"Okay, so steak, and carrots. If you don't like the steak you have your veggies." I set her plate in front of her. and walk away to grab the A1 sauce from the pantry. "Okay so question one. Have you ever been married?" Elle takes her fork and stabs her carrots. "No, have you?" She puts her fork in her mouth leaving the carrots inside. She chews "No." "When was the last time you've had man?" I blurt before thinking. Her eyes widen. "Um, to be completely honest I haven't had a man. Just boys." Her answer so sincere. "Virgin?" I ask again. "Hey now! My turn, and no I'm not."
We finish eating, and she does the dishes. I feel bit guilty this woman in my house doing my dishes. She shouldn't be doing it but I am not going to stop her since she offered.
