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A Winter Watcher

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A Winter Watcher by August Raynes (GusRaynes@hotmail.com)Outside the wind howled like a demon unleashed from Hell. I walked to the window and looked out. From my vantage point 11 floors up I could see the snow whipping around the building. Eight foot drifts covered every road in and out of the west campus, we were trapped. At the time I was 21 and a junior at a notable university. I had been working for six months as a resident assistant and was one of the last students left in the building before it shut down for Christmas Break. The storm had hit without any warning so the small town was completely unprepared, leaving the remaining college students to fend for ourselves. I shared floor with only one other person. From behind me I could hear soft footfalls approaching the lounge in which I stood. “Eddie,” a sweet voice whispered near my ear. “ What are you doing, sexy?” That was Kim, 5 foot 5, platinum blond hair, huge blue eyes, and an almost imperceptible southern accent. According to my records she was turning 19 in a few days. Records… I had records on all my residents… they were what separated me from the rest of the floor. They were also the only thing that stood between to two of us. Our friendship had blossomed quickly turning into something that was almost but not quite inappropriate. It wasn’t as though I didn’t want to take it further, because oh God did I ever. I just couldn’t afford to lose my job… I’d have to leave school. “Just watching the snow.” I said softly. I turned away from the window. In the dim light I could see she was already dressed for bed, pink shorts and an incredibly thin yellow shirt. The sight of her drew my breath away. “I’m going to bed sugar, I just wanted to let you know.” “Are you leaving in the morning?” “If I can get my car out of here. Otherwise I just may be stuck up here with you… all winter long.” I smiled… I couldn’t help myself, it was very tempting thought. “I’ll give you hand, just come get me before you leave.” I told her reluctantly. “No problem, hot stuff. You sure you don’t want to keep me warm tonight.” “I can’t, you know that.” “Your loss.” I watched her walk down the hallway, her shorts clinging to her firm, round ass, I could tell from where I was standing she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Pulling my eyes away from her I looked back at the storm. About fifteen minutes had passed, when I decided to head to bed myself. Heading toward my room I heard something unusual. It was a soft rustling sound as though a window was open and was shuffling around papers. Turning the corner I stopped, Kim’s door was wide open. Craning my head I could tell the sound was coming from her room. It hadn’t stopped, in fact it was getting louder and louder. Creeping down the hallway, I stopped outside the open door and peered in. Kim lay on the bed completely naked. Her pajamas lay piled messily on the floor next to the bed. I knew Kim was pretty… but I had know idea the extent of it. Her hair lay piled on her pillow, a crown on soft color against the deep blue pillowcase, her eyes were closed, her mouth open. She was breathing quickly, stopping every few seconds to let out a moan. Her angelic face was wrinkled up with pleasure. Her body was taunt with anticipation. Her breasts which I caught glimpses of every now and then through her shirts were perfectly round, about the size of a nice grapefruit, ending in a dark pink nipple. The lithe fingers of her left hand slowly circled one and then the other, the nipples hardening with each stroke. My eyes drifted downward captivated by the moment. Her flat stomach gave way to gently curved hips at the center of which was a golden brown patch of hair. She must recently trimmed it for it was shaped in a perfect triangle. I could see how they curled under her wandering hand. She would run her fingers over this hairy mound, gently stroking the area, lost in the feel of the hair running between her fingers. And then as I watched her legs parted, her hand plunged down, running first over her thighs, and then pressing desperately against the exposed flesh of her pussy. She gasped as she slip her middle finger deep within her. Rhythmically she began moving her hand in and out. Her index finger caressing her stiff clit with each thrust in. I could hear each motion, the juices within her making soft squishing noises. Arching her back she slid a second finger in, her hand began to move faster and faster. As watched she pressed against the bed her hips rising, moving with the motion of her hand. She moaned, “Ohh! Ohhhhh!” And then she opened her eyes. She looked at me, never missing a single thrust, and smiled. Her eyes closed again as her frenzy was given new fire. Her thighs quivered as wave after wave of orgasm ran through her body, her moans became screams of pleasure. “Oh fuck… fuck… ohh! GOD!! AAASAAFUCK!! In and out her hand moved her fingers dripping with her juice. The smell of her excitement filled the air. Her body bucked against the bed, the cheap metal frame slamming over and over again into the wall. Her body shivered from the exctasy. And then she collapsed, chest heaving, her hair darkened from sweat and other liquids. “Oooh oooh” she moaned softly. Opening her eyes she looked at me… “Care to join in?”