The Beast from the East was not a Transylvanian wolf bounding from an otherwise deserted square rigger onto land, bringing Count Dracula to England under cover of a dark and stormy night. No, this Beast had been given its nickname by tabloid hacks desperate for a cheap headline that could combine the British obsession with the weather plus a dash of xenophobia that always helps sell more copies.
This Beast combined a powerful wind that whistled alone the train tracks with a numbing cold that really did originate in the freezing plains of Eastern Europe.
Luke and Daisy, were at the edge of the platform waiting for the next train, well any train, that would get them to the warmth of their office. There had been the usual announcements each adding to the forecast delay, as the couple huddled ever closer to share their warmth.
They had just spent an illicit night together and the memories were preoccupying both their minds, and their current closeness was both arousing and frustrating. The layers of clothing, so necessary to hold The Beast at bay stopped each from feeling the contours of the other's body.
They gradually realised that there was not going to be any train this morning and that they had to find some shelter from The Beast. They were struggling to get away from the platform and see if there would be a taxi to get them home, when Daisy heard her friend Lily call out, "Fuck me this is cold. Come back to mine for a quickie. Just coffee, of course. You aren't one of us, or I would suggest something else after. By the way, new man huh, bet Dan doesn't know."
Lily, tall beautiful, totally lacking in inhibitions, and totally lesbian, wrapped her arm around Daisy and with Luke in tow led the pair of them off the platform and to her flat just 5 minutes' walk away.
The flat felt warm, a cosy escape from the awful weather. Lily poured out three hot creamy coffees, and three large shots of peach schnapps saying, "That'll thaw you two love birds and the spare bedroom is already made up, so why not take your drinks in there."
Luke and Daisy gave each other a quick glance, and then back to Lily, who just said, "Look at the two of you. You're wet, he's hot. Don't pretend you don't want to, just go in and enjoy yourselves."
They didn't need inviting twice - they both were horny as hell. The room was very warm and the bed soft and inviting. Luke and Daisy closed the door and slowly began to undress each other. As Luke kissed Daisy's neck and his hands went around her back to unclasp her bra, they both heard the door open as Lily, now wearing a pure white bathrobe walked in, shut the door and said, "I will help with that. Men are so useless."
She gently undid the hooks and slid her hands around Daisy, under the loosened bra and cupped Daisy's breasts in her slender hands, squeezing her nipples between thumb and forefinger. Lily didn't miss Daisy's reaction, "I have been telling you for years to join us."
They both noticed Luke step back, Daisy was worried he was threatened, but his smile gave him away. He guessed what was going to happen and that when it came to his turn it was going to be as horny as he had ever been. Judging by the way Lily looked at him, he had the feeling that she would take her pleasure however the opportunity presented itself.
