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He sighed and hoisted his pack higher on his shoulders. Polina bore one nearly as large. At their feet was a sledge, the wooden runners polished, piled high with supplies for the trek. They were each dressed as warmly as they were able, for the feeble summer that this place enjoyed was still weeks away. But for today at least, the April sun was bright on the snow, and he and Polina stepped into the harnesses which they had painstakingly crafted.

“What I wouldn't give for a good set of sled dogs,” he grunted, as he buckled the straps. Polina slanted a nervous smile at him as she did the same on her side.

“Do you really think that your people will accept me?”

“My mother has been pestering me to give her a grandchild for the last three years. She will be so happy that I am alive that I could marry a seal and she wouldn't say a thing,” he said as she laughed.

“I have had a thought, my husband,” she said, voice low and loving.

“Which is?”

“That we have made ourselves effectively immortal, as long as our love holds true. With your faith to sustain me, and my power to keep you young, who knows now much longer we will live.”

Bill laughed. “Now that would be the gods' own joke. That a man who intended suicide ended up living forever.

“But immortality would be cold comfort indeed, if I did not have you by my side.

“Now pull!”

Epilogue

“...So you see that tonight we will be seeing some pretty heavy snow coming in from the northwest. The NWS is calling for four to six inches, but I talked to the Snow Maid before I came to the studio, and she says we will be getting about seven inches here in the city, and almost eight in areas east of town.

“Tomorrow the clouds will break up, though we still might see some flurries until about noon. After that, it is going to get cold, with a high on Saturday of eleven degrees, and a low Saturday night of four below.

“The rest of the weekend looks to be about normal for mid-February in Iowa. The high will reach into the mid-twenties Sunday afternoon, and the low Monday morning will be about fifteen degrees. No snow in the extended forecast, and we will be at seasonal temperatures, with a lot of sun on Tuesday.

“Rick and Janet, back to you.”

Bill smiled as he walked out of the studio of KRNL is Des Moines and hugged his wife, who had been watching behind the cameras.

“How did you like it?”

“It still seems silly to me. All you did was stand in front of a green wall and talk!”

“But just think of how many children heard me talk about you,” he said as they walked towards the exit. He stroked her belly, where their child lay sleeping. “If I get hit by a bus tomorrow, you and the baby will be safe.”

“Hmph,” she said, somewhat mollified, but gripped his hand hard. Her fingers were chilly around his, but he had grown so used to it he didn't even notice.

“Ready to go home? Or would you like to get something to eat first?”

She perked up at the mention of food. “There is a new Mexican restaurant in town, near Chamberlain's Antiques. How about we call Abby and Sara and meet them there?”

Hand in hand, they opened the door and walked into the falling snow.

xxx

By Laura Lovecraft

Artwork by Moira Nelligar

Copyright 2015 Laura Lovecraft

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~~ All characters in this book are 18 or older. ~~

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Chapter One

I sat at my desk trying to focus on the book in front of me, but it was a losing battle. Rime of The Ancient Mariner may be an all time classic, but it was nowhere near as interesting as Miss Ross’s amazing ass. Friday’s were dress down days for the teachers and I lived for them. Usually on these afternoons I was treated to the sight of my favorite teacher’s fine ass in a pair of fairly tight jeans.

Last week those jeans were accompanied by a pair of black fuck me boots and I’d be more than willing to oblige them! As good as that look had been, today’s ensemble was nothing short of unfair!

The fuck me boots had been replaced by a pair of black heeled sandals accompanied by a short black skirt that was pretty close to being a mini. Miss Ross’s skirt fell well short of her knees and as she wrote on the blackboard the sight of the backs of her creamy thighs had me hard as a rock.

The biggest turn on of all for me was she knew it! When she was writing on the board she’d made it a point to reach up several times to make notes above her original sentences. Each time she did her skirt raised even higher.

There was no way Miss Ross wasn’t aware of the effect a hot cougar like herself had on a room full of eighteen year old guys. She’d never wore anything this racy before, but more often than not her blouses showed a decent amount of cleavage and her skirts were tight enough to show off her well rounded ass.

I wondered if anyone had ever complained to the office about how she dressed, but then I figured, who the hell would? Hell, my old man had been drooling when he’d met her at the open house earlier this year. Giving up on the depressing poetry and opting for a more pleasant distraction, I looked up to see Miss Ross was sitting on the edge of her desk watching the other side of the class.

Taking advantage of her head being turned, I stared at her long legs. She had them crossed and the skirt had ridden up the leg on top and I could see a hell of a lot of thigh. Miss Ross was slowly kicking her leg back and forth and letting her sandal dangle from her toes.

That move screamed sexy to me and staring at her deep red nail polish I swore I would suck on those toes if it would give me the chance to work my way up. My eyes wandered and I sighed in appreciation as the top was hot as the bottom.

Miss Ross’s short sleeve black blouse was unbuttoned to reveal a red shirt underneath so tight her full tits looked ready to fall out. I licked my lips at the tops of her tits and the little bit of black lace showing. I wondered if she were wearing some nice lacy black panties to match that bra.

Miss Ross reached up and with a flip of her hand sent her long black hair over her shoulder. Another hot fucking move! Damn straight she knew what she was doing. She turned and I glanced the other way. I smiled when I saw two other guys staring at her then look down when she turned their way.

I flipped the page in front of me, giving the illusion I was reading. After waiting a minute I looked up to see Miss Ross had stood up and was walking along the front row away from me.

I watched the slow swing of her hips and admired the shape of her legs. I wondered how those long legs would feel draped over my shoulders while I tongued what I bet would be a shaved pussy. I jumped as a ball of paper landed on my desk. I unraveled it to see it was a note from Billy.

“Christ, she’s hot today! Hey, you going to volunteer to lead the discussion group on this bucket of suck tomorrow, you ass kisser?

Crumbling up the note and shoving it in my pocket, I grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled, “Damn straight I’d kiss her ass, and lick it. I’d spread it open and give her a rimjob! I’d even suck her damn toes if she wanted me too! Fucking cocktease!”

I folded the note and flipped it onto Billy’s desk. He reached for it, but jerked back as Miss Ross, who had been standing behind us, picked it up from his desk. Holding it in her hand she walked to the front of my desk. I sat in the front-all the better to ogle her -and now standing in front of the class Miss Ross held up the note and said loudly.

“Well class, it appears Todd is so excited about this poem he’s sharing his notes about it with Billy.”

As the class laughed and waited expectantly for Miss Ross to further embarrass me, I felt a growing knot in my stomach. Looking up into those big brown eyes I had envisioned looking up at me from her knees so many times, I tried to look calm.

“So,” She said with a smile, “Shall we see what pearls of wisdom Todd has come up with?”

There was more laughing and some clapping from behind me and closing my eyes, I thought please just be kidding. If she read that note I was seriously fucked.

I’d spent too much time screwing around senior year and because some of my other grades had dipped, I needed to pass this class to graduate. That note could get me flunked! Never mind the shit I’d catch from my parents when my stupid ass got suspended.

“Very well, let’s see what we got here!” Miss Ross nodded.

“Please Miss Ross,” I began softly, “Don’t.”

“You don’t have to beg Todd,” She laughed, “I’ll be more than happy to read this for you!”

There was more laughter from behind me and the knot in my stomach turned into a sharp twisting sensation as she unfolded the note. Miss Ross gave me a wink and after making a show of clearing her throat, brought the note up before her eyes.

“So Todd says, Damn straight, I…” She trailed off and her eyes widened as she read the rest to herself. She lowered the note and no longer smiling, stared down at me. “Really Todd?” She asked, “That’s what you think?”

“I’m so sorry M…Miss Ross.” I stammered.

The class had now grown quiet and I felt like sliding down under my desk as her eyes bored into mine.

“No, not yet you’re not.” She said quietly.

Crumpling up the note she dropped it onto my desk and said, “You will stay in your seat when the bell rings. You and I need to have a little talk.”

I blushed furiously and slumping down in my seat managed to whisper. “Y…yes ma’am.”

I sat there with my head down, staring at the book in front of me, but not seeing the words. Holy shit was I in trouble! The note was still on my desk in a ball and part of me wondered why she had given it back to me.

I figured she would have wanted to show it to the principal or my parents. I wanted to take it and shove it in my pocket, but was afraid of her seeing me. After a couple of minutes I risked a glance at her and froze when I saw her sitting on the edge of her desk again and staring directly at me. I put my head down and almost jumped out of my seat when the bell rang.

The other students all filed out of the classroom and leaning over to me, Billy whispered, “Good luck man!” and quickly headed out. When it was just the two of us, Miss Ross said quietly, “Go lock the door.”

“Excuse me?” I asked.

“I said lock the door. I don’t want to be disturbed during this conversation.”

“Okay.” I answered softly and getting up, walked over to the door and thumbed the button to lock it.

As I walked back towards my desk, I felt my legs shaking.

“Don’t sit down Todd, come over here.”

I did as she asked and stood in front of her. Miss Ross stared at me and unable to hold her gaze, I lowered my eyes and found myself staring at her impressive chest.

“Like what you see Todd?”

“Huh?” I snapped my head up.

“As much trouble as you’re in, and you’re still gawking at me?” She asked.

“No, I….”

“Well here, let me help you out.”

Grabbing her blouse, Miss Ross slid it off her shoulders and removed it. The shirt beneath was sleeveless and as I took in the smooth skin of her shoulders, she shoved her chest out at me.

“There you go, Todd, get a good long look at them.” She shook her head, “Is that what you do all during class? Stare and think about fucking me?”

“I…” hearing her say ‘fucking’ stunned me and I resorted to shaking my head again.

“Really?” she cocked her eyebrows, “That note would indicate otherwise.”

“Well I…uh… I’m sorry.”

“Why?”

“Well because….”

“Why should a young man feel sorry for looking at an attractive woman?”

“I shouldn’t?” I put my hands out.

“Nope.” She answered, “I’m flattered that you look.” She gave me a nasty little smirk, “I know you do, I know all the boys do and I love it.”

“You do?”

“I do, I mean after all,” Grabbing the top of her shirt she pulled it down to expose more of her cleavage, “Isn’t that what I am; a fucking cock tease?”

“I was just um…” I stopped when she placed her finger to my lips.

“See that’s the problem. Looking is fine, fantasizing is fine, but saying crude nasty things about me is where you were wrong today.”

“I’m sorry Miss Ross.” I said more firmly this time. “I know I was wrong, but could you maybe not tell…”

“You are wrong.” She nodded. “How do you know I’m a tease? That’s an assumption made by men who know they’ll never get a woman so they say they’re teases. It’s a petty misleading statement. Never mind harsh and hurtful.”

I started to answer, but stopped when she slid off the desk to stand in front of me. In her heels she was as tall as me and her eyes were only inches from mine.

“You know how much trouble you can get into for this, don’t you Todd?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Well I suggest you start doing some serious ass kissing if you don’t want me to say anything.”

“What do you want me to do?” I asked, confused, but relieved that I might have a shot at getting out of this.

“I just told you.” Miss Ross said, “Start kissing my ass.”