The snow was falling heavily on the ground. It was only November, but the ground was frozen enough that the snow stuck. It wasn't windy or freezing cold, but the snow was sticking to the ground. Beth pulled up the hood of her jacket and shivered. She hated winter and she hated the cold. It wasn't technically winter yet, but it didn't matter. The fact it was snowing depressed her.
Beth kept walking down the street until she was in front of a house. The frown on her face quickly disappeared and turned into a big smile. Standing in front of this house was Ethan.
"Hi baby." Ethan had that goofy smile that Beth loved about him. She kept staring at his body. He was wearing jeans, which drove her crazy. He had on a brown leather jacket, which was open to reveal a green knitted sweater. Her eyes moved from his toes up to his eyes.
"Hi Ethan. It's been a long time." Beth hadn't moved since laying her eyes Ethan. She was standing halfway up the laneway. She wanted to run over to him, but she was nervous. She had no idea if things had changed. Her mind was spinning, wondering if things had indeed changed.
Ethan walked down the porch steps towards her. He subconsciously pushed his glasses up and then ran his hand through his black hair. She was still cute. She had her hair up in a ponytail, as always. He loved when she kept her hair down, but she never felt the need to spend time looking good. She was wearing a knee length skirt with black boots.
"I know." Ethan was inches away from her looking directly at her. He wanted to grab her and touch her, but was worried things had changed.
The two of them, once lovers, stood in the snowfall not saying a word. The snow landed on Ethan's hair, a sharp contrast to his raven colored straight hair. Beth finally spoke.
"I still love you."
Ethan reacted quickly, reaching out and hugging Beth so tight. He nuzzled her nose and his lips found hers. It was a frantic kiss as his hands ran up and down her body. He loved the feeling of her skin and ran his hands down to touch her bare thighs. He moaned as she pushed against him and wrapped her legs around his hips.
"We need to get inside." Ethan was trying to think straight, but Beth's lips were sucking his earlobe so sensually that all he could think of was those lips around his cock. He was kneading her perfect butt as his hands slid under her skirt and found her hot pussy.
"Oh." Beth cried out and bit his neck. He was fingering her so hard that she was shaking. Her level of arousal had skyrocketed and she wasn't thinking. "I need you. Right now. Here."
Ethan began to walk toward his house, but she protested. He didn't think he'd make it inside so he was thankful when she was assertive enough to voice her needs. He turned and sat down on the wooden steps, pulling her into his lap. Two sets of hands quickly fumbled to unzip, unbutton, and push to the side the restricted clothing. They needed each other and once he was inside her, she sighed.
"I missed you so much." Beth was rocking up and down on his member, not noticing the cold air on her bare thighs. She was hot and bothered. She watched as Ethan held her tight. Bucking his hips up hard and fast. Her inner thighs were rubbing against his jeans since he hadn't even pushed them off.
"I'm not wearing a condom. I can't cum in you." Ethan was whimpering as he said those words. He desperately wanted to explode inside her hot core, but he knew that every other time they had made love; he either wore a condom or came in his hand. He gritted his teeth and continued to guide her up and down on his cock.
"I don't care." Beth kissed Ethan hard then reached down to stroke her clit. She always needed some stimulation to orgasm and her body was used to her soft touch. She whimpered as Ethan pushed his hands under her shirt and touched her breasts. His hands were ice cold and when he pushed her bra up to cup her breasts, she gasped.
Ethan knew her nipples were hard, but the moment he touched them with his cold hands they hardened into little taut nubs. He pinched them hard and grinned when she began to shake. She was always quiet when she came, but she would shake from head to toe, her pussy pulsing against his cock. He couldn't hold back. It was no use.
"Cumming!" Ethan threw back his head and bucked up hard. His cock exploded inside her and he loved it. It was so much cum, but he couldn't stop. He held her tight. Burying her head against this chest. It wasn't until he recovered and pulled her up for a kiss that he noticed the tears.
"Don't cry. Please." Ethan wiped away the tears, trying to comfort her. She looked concerned and upset which scared him. Her facial expression was not the same as last time she had cried during the sex. This was not a happy expression.
"What?" Ethan watched as she slid off him and adjusted her panties and skirt. The cold air rushed against his bare cock and he quickly tucked it into his jeans. "What?" He was frantic as she just stood there. The coldness of the step was seeping through his jeans. He felt the wetness of the melting snow on his hair. His hands were cold as well.
"I'm engaged to Brent."
*** Ethan walked along the road, not really paying attention to where he was going. He was cold and his fingers were numb. He didn't have on a proper winter jacket and, of course, didn't have mitts or a hat. He had gone from a hot and dry climate to the wet coldness of southern Ontario. His face was wet with tears yet he didn't even notice.
He looked up and noticed that he had walked back to his old high school. He walked into the covered front entranceway and sat down on one of the wooden benches. The benches were worn and he remembered that on the first day of grade nine, they had been there. Five years later, they were still there.
"Hey stranger."
Ethan looked up. Standing in front of him was Stacey. He blinked thinking that it was a dream. Stacey was in Florida on a basketball scholarship. She had said goodbye on their graduation day and hadn't been seen in town since.
