She blinked her eyes open. The early sun's light leaked around the edges of the curtains, creating shadows in the room. She lazily rolled over and looked at the clock. Quarter to eight in the morning. She stretched and crunched the pillow up under her head. It had only been two hours since she had kissed her husband goodbye when he left for his twelve-hour shift. She longed for the warmth of cuddling with him and at the same time was glad she had the day off by herself. Her classes ended two months earlier and the New Year had just started. She rolled over and sat up on the bedside. Guess I'll take a shower and get the day started then figure out what I want to do today. Strolling over to the window she peaked out the blind. A coating of new snow covered the back yard. Wow, she thought, I'd better check the snow report!
As she walked to the bathroom she got a sidewise glimpse of herself in the mirror. She stopped momentarily and ran her hands from her perky breasts and erect nipples to her light brown bush. Not bad for a thirty-something woman with two children, she thought. As her fingers brushed across her bush she felt an electric-like sensation running down the inner thighs of her legs. She remembered her most recent lovemaking session with her husband. It was good and he always made sure to pleasure her. Still, he was considerably older than her and she wondered if it would be different with someone her age. It had been years since she had been sexually intimate with someone her own age. For a brief moment she considered jumping back into bed for some intimate pleasure with herself. No, she thought, there may be fresh powder on the mountain. She hurriedly took her shower, dressed, and went downstairs.
As she loaded her skis and equipment in her SUV she regretted that she was going alone but was excited to get on the way to the new snow. She thought about her first ski experience, at her husband's urging, and how much she had come to love it since then. Skis loaded she shook her head that the sun screens they had put in the rear windows last summer for a trip were still there. She thought, at least they shield the vehicle interior from sun and outside eyes but I'll have to take them off when I get a chance. After stopping at Starbucks for coffee and a quick breakfast she continued the trip up the mountain. Being a weekday the traffic was relatively light even with the new snow and she was at the top in less than an hour. There were few cars in the parking lot and she quickly parked and unloaded her ski equipment. Only ten fifteen, she thought, I can get in several runs before lunch. Parking in her favorite parking lot she donned her ski gear and slipped onto the slopes and skied toward the lift.
The slopes were not crowded she rode the lift up alone several times. Her skis glided quietly over the new snow and she felt exhilarated by the cold clear air and sunshine. As she rode up the lifts she couldn't help notice that there were not many skiers on the slopes despite the new snow. On her fourth trip up on the lift a man jumped on the lift. Oh great a snowboarder, she thought. Snowboarders were frequently rude, undisciplined on the slopes and would abruptly stop and sit down in most inconvenient, unsafe places for others. When he turned to say hello, she was surprised to see that he was a coworker. She felt embarrassed by her feelings towards boarders and managed a cheery, "Hi, how's your day going? Guess you're off today."
They had always worked well together, engaging in good natured teasing and generally enjoying each other's company. He said, "The powder is awesome," and smiled. "Want to do a couple runs together?" She nodded, glad to have company. They did the next few runs together, chatting about work on the lifts and laughing at each other's tumbles in the soft snow.
After the last run flushed, breathless, and laughing he asked if she would like to get a bite to eat. "Gee, I would but I brought my lunch. I was just going to eat in my car and get back on the slopes."
Surprised he said, "Really, I brought mine too. Where did you park?" She told him where she had parked and coincidentally they were parked in the same lot. "Well, the least I can do is walk you to your car," he said.
Arriving at the parking lot they headed off to their separate vehicles when he asked her if she would like to join him for lunch in his car. She thought a moment and responded, "Sure, but why don't we eat in my car? We can sit in the back of my SUV, take off our boots and stretch our legs, as long as your feet don't smell." They laughed and he agreed. He retrieved his lunch and went over to her car. She was already sitting in the back of her SUV. The rear seat was folded down to accommodate ski equipment and she was sitting in the back, boots off and legs stretched out when he tapped on the window. "Hop in," she said, smiling. He climbed in, sat down next to her, and unpacked his lunch. They ate, talked and laughed about work, the great ski conditions, and having to go back to work the next day. "You know", she said, "you brighten up the days when we work together. You have a great sense of humor and it makes the day go by faster." She glanced up at him and was surprised to see his blue eyes studying her face.
"Thanks, I didn't think anybody appreciated my attempts to lighten up some of the intense situations," he said. She looked deep into his eyes and impulsively he leaned toward her and kissed her on the cheek. She recoiled and blushed. He stammered, "I'm...I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done that. I don't know what got into me."
They sat in silence for a minute or two. Finally she managed to say, "Well, I've always thought of you kind of as a brother, so I guess its ok," she mumbled.
"You sure you're not mad," he asked.
She said, "It's ok, forget it." As she said it she patted him on the thigh and as she did she heard his breath catch. Wonder what that was all about, she thought, and resumed eating her lunch. He shifted his weight and stretched his legs as if to get comfortable. She couldn't help but notice the outline of the growing bulge in his groin area extending down his right leg under his ski pants. Uh oh, what have I done, she thought. She could feel her throat tightening, and her breathing becoming labored as anxiety built up. She felt awkward and at the same time excited that she was able to incite arousal in a man as young as her friend. She looked up and noticed that he had become aware of her fascination with his obviously swollen member. She blushed and they sat in tense silence for several minutes.
After what seemed like hours he said, "I've never said anything before but I really enjoy working with you."
"With me, really, why", she asked.
