"They say that it's going to get worse before it gets better," I said.

She smiled and said, "Aren't you glad I told you to come inside. It's too dangerous to be out there now. It's better to wait it out here where you're safe, isn't it?" She never looked at the news but constantly had her eyes on me. I felt as if I was under a heat lamp. My armpits were wet, and I could feel beads of sweat building on my forehead. Was I safe with her? That was the question.

"I guess you're right," I said. "Boy it's hot in here," I blurted out. She laughed loudly and sat back in her chair. As she leaned back, she brought her feet up and placed them at the outer edges of the cushion. When she did this, her shorts slid down on her thighs towards her a*s.

I don't know how long I stared between her legs before I finally realized what I was doing.

When I finally caught myself I looked up and saw Katerina looking at me and smiling. Before I could say something, she said, "If you're too hot I can lower the temp or you can do what I do and dress, or undress, for the situation." With that she got up and came towards me. Her shorts stayed up inside of her as she neared. "If you're warm, why don't you take off this heavy shirt," she said, in a very sexy voice that I had never heard come from her.

****

It all began last winter; an early snowstorm allowed me to experience one of the greatest nights of my life. The weatherman had predicted only flurries but once again Mother Nature had the last say. The company I worked for wasn't too large so everyone knew each other.

One of the women that I worked with was Katerina. She was divorced and had been working at the company for about twenty years. She was a few years older than me. I think she was 48 and I was 36. She was tall, about 5'8", a little on the heavy side, but not fat, she was solid. She was beautiful...