The storm had been pounding the roof for an hour when the power suddenly went out. I had lit some candles and a fire in the fireplace in anticipation of that very event. Even though it was summer, the evenings got cool enough here in the mountains for a fire. I had just settled in next to the fire with a good mystery when a timid knock sounded on my door. The sight that greeted me upon opening the door would have made me laugh ig the two women on my doorstep didn't look half-drowned.
"We're terribly sorry for disturbing you, sir," said the oldest of the two, "but our car broke down on the highway and yours was the only house with lights on. Could we please use your phone?"
"Certainly," I said. "Please come in and get warm, too."
"Th...th...thank you, sir, " said the younger woman. "I'm about to freeze!" She looked like it too. She appeared to be about 18 or so, blonde hair plastered to her face. Her body was very nice and displayed in a wet, yellow crop-top tee shirt and a light cotton print mini skirt that clung to her athletic ass like a second skin. Her bra-less tits showed how cold she was with her nipples pointing the way North.
"Please, no more of this "Sir" business. I'm Paul and I'm happy to be blessed with the company of two beautiful ladies on such an ugly night."
"Thank you again, Paul. My name is Shawna and that's my mom, Sarah. We were on the way to take me to the University when our car died. I'm so glad we found you!"
The sound of the phone slamming down followed by a choked back sob hit our ears next.
"What's the matter, mom? What's wrong?"
"We're stranded is what's wrong! The road is flooded and there is no way to get our car fixed for a least a day." Sarah started sobbing in frustration as Shauna and I both moved to her.
"You're not stranded," I said. "You've just experienced a slight delay in your original plans. You can spend the night here and as long as you need to stay." I hugged her to me and stroked her back as relief flooded her body.
"But we don't have any dry clothes to wear and frankly, these are just about ruined." She was dressed more conservatively than her daughter, but no less sexy. Wearing a white linen dress suit that was almost sheer when wet, over a lacy blouse that showed off her ample charms, she was starting to get my heat up.
"I have some dry robes you can slip into until we get you warm and dry. Then we'll figure out from there. OK?"
Mother and daughter looked at each other, smiled, and then nodded. "That sounds fine, Paul. We're sorry to be such a bother." Sarah hugged me back, then put her arm around Shawna and said, "OK, point me to those robes!"
I got two old cotton robes out for them to wear along with some towels to dry off with. When they came out of the bedroom wrapped up and dried off, I met them with a glass of wine for each of them.
As we sat by the fire, I noticed each of the ladies cast a quick glance at my lap, then look away. I glanced down myself and saw that I was producing a rather noticeable lump in my sweat pants.
