Driving in a Snowstorm

The snow was coming down heavily. It had been snowing for nearly five straight hours. In the last two hours the snow had gone from small flakes that dusted the windshield, to large, wet flakes that forced the pickup's wipers to work overtime just to keep the windshield clean.

Nineteen year old Danny Parnell sat in the driver's seat, staring at the deserted highway, and gripping the steering wheel like his life depended on it.

Annette Drummond, his mom's sister, sat in the passenger seat. Her face was filled with worry and fear. A small bruise was on her forehead, just above her right eye. "How much further do we have to go?" She asked.

Danny glanced at his pretty aunt for a brief moment. He had always loved Annette. She was his favorite aunt. "We will be there in about two or three hours."

"Two or three hours," Annette exclaimed in dismay. "Danny, the drive from my house to yours usually takes five hours total. We've already been on the road for over five hours."

"Yes, but that's when the roads are clear, and I can do sixty five. With six inches or more of snow on the ground, I am forced to drive a lot slower. The snow fall has forced me to slow down a lot in the last two hours. I'm driving as fast as I can without wrecking."

Annette shook her head in dismay. "I know you are. I'm sorry. It's just that the snow is getting deeper with each passing hour. I'm worried that we'll be stranded out in the middle of nowhere."

"This heavy snow is making it a little hard to see the road. Don't worry. We won't be stranded. I know this highway like the back of my hand. It's a good thing too, because half the time I'm steering by memory. The snow is so deep I can't see the ditches."

"I wish you hadn't told me that," Annette groaned."

"We're going to be alright," Danny replied in a soothing tone. "I've driven this highway dozens of times. This isn't the first time I've driven it in heavy snow either."

"This is my prick of a husband's fault," Annette grumbled. "If Roger had kept his cock in his pants like a husband is supposed to, I wouldn't have left him, and your parents wouldn't have asked you to come get me." Annette stared at the heavy snow. "And we wouldn't be driving in a freak spring blizzard."

"Mom never said why you didn't drive your car to our house."

Annette looked at her nephew. "Last night, I caught Roger coming out of a motel with his twenty two year old secretary. I was driving home from my yoga class when I saw them leaving their room. The tramp was all over Roger. I was so upset I didn't notice that I had veered off the street. I hit a light post head on. My car's front end is completely caved in."

"I take it the small bruise on your forehead is from the airbag."

Annette nodded. "Those airbags hit you in the face pretty hard. Anyway, Roger saw the accident. He tried to calm me down, but I was so mad that I began screaming at him in the middle of the street. I told Roger that I never wanted to see him again. I told him not to bother coming home. Then I took a cab home, leaving my car wrapped around the light pole. When I called your mother last night, she wanted to send you after me immediately. I wish I'd let her send you last night instead of insisting you wait until this morning to leave your house. We wouldn't be stuck in this mess if you had. But who knew this snow storm would hit? It's the middle of May. Winter is supposed to be over."

Annette closed her eyes and let her head flop back against the bucket seat. "Damn that Roger."

Danny snuck a quick peek at Annette's shapely legs sticking out of her dress as she continued to rant about her husband. He knew he shouldn't be checking his aunt's legs out, but he couldn't help himself. Danny loved looking at her long legs. He was glad that she'd worn a dress that showed off her sexy legs.

Annette opened her eyes, and then turned her gaze to Danny, forcing him to look back at the road. "Hell, who am I kidding? I've known Roger was cheating on me for months. It's been at least six months since he's touched me. He is always staying late at the office. Of course that's code for he's in a motel fucking his secretary."

Hearing Annette cuss this much was different for Danny.

Normally Annette hardly ever swore. To hear her say things like prick, cock, and fuck was new to the young man.

Danny once again glanced at his aunt.

She was obviously hurt by what her husband had done.

Danny felt bad for the woman.

Annette had always been Danny's favorite aunt.

Unlike his parent's other sisters, who hardly ever spoke to him when the family got together, Annette would always take the time to talk with Danny.

Annette was an incredibly sweet woman. At thirty four, she was also drop dead gorgeous. Her blond hair hung just below her shoulders, outlining her pretty face. She had an amazing body. Her breasts were large and well developed. Even though she was a D cup, her breasts hardly sagged at all.

Danny suspected it was because she'd never had any kids.

Annette's waist wasn't tiny, but she wasn't overly thick either. Her waist was around twenty seven inches. Her hips were round, and her ample butt cheeks begged to be squeezed. She had long, shapely legs that excited her nephew to no end whenever she wore short skirts, or dresses. Annette's dresses and skirts were usually tight and short.

Danny on the other hand wasn't the most handsome young man you would ever meet. Like his mother and aunt, Danny was also blond; but his face had an odd quality to it that made him almost seem homely. His face was alright except for his unusually thin nose. The boy's nose gave his face a bird like quality. It was that bird look that kept the girls away.

Because Annette had always been kind to her nephew, it didn't take him long to develop a huge crush on her.

After turning eighteen, the boy started having sexual thoughts about his sexy aunt. He would frequently masturbate, while fantasizing that he was making love to the beautiful woman. He would envision her lying flat on her back with her sexy long legs wrapped around his waist, as he pounded her bottom out.

Annette loved her nephew in spite of his bird like looks. She had always managed to see past his funny looking nose to see the wonderful young man he is. Annette knew her nephew had a serious crush on her; but she acted like she was unaware of his feelings. She didn't want her sister to catch on, and chastise the boy for having inappropriate thoughts about a family member, so she kept quiet.

It was starting to get dark, and Danny was having even greater difficulty seeing the road. Even with headlights on bright, Danny could barely see twenty feet in front of the pickup.

"Annette, I think we are going to need to pull over. It's too dark to see the road, and the snow is coming down even harder. If we keep driving at night, we will wind up in a ditch."

"Danny, this highway is deserted. We haven't seen a single car since we got off the interstate. If we stop now we will be stranded."

"We won't be stranded. The truck has heavy duty snow tires, and it is a four wheel drive with a frame that sets high off the ground. There is an overlook a few miles ahead. The spot is wide, so we will be safe there. We'll stop and spend the night. We will continue on in the morning. Hopefully it will stop snowing by then. We can call Mom after we've stopped and let her know what we are doing."

"What if the snow gets too deep?"

Danny shook his head. "Dad bought this truck for a reason. It would take two feet of snow to strand this baby. And even with the heavy snow fall, I don't think it'll get any deeper than a foot or so by morning."

"Where will we sleep?" Annette couldn't imagine sleeping in the cab of the pickup.

"There is a mattress in the camper shell. There are a couple of heavy quilts back there as well. We will stay nice and warm, trust me."

Annette remembered seeing the mattress when she had placed her suitcases in the camper shell.

The bunk bed mattress was narrow, but they would be able to sleep on it if they lay on their sides.

Annette wanted to continue driving, but she knew her nephew was right.

It was becoming too dangerous to continue driving in the dark.

They had entered a mountainous region a little over an hour earlier. The road was becoming curvy, and there were numerous places where they could easily drive off a cliff to their deaths.

Annette sighed heavily. "You're right. We've got to stop. I hope Roger is happy with himself; the cheating bastard."

The overlook appeared ahead of them.

Danny almost didn't see it. He eased the pickup onto the snow covered gravel and stopped the truck. He shut the engine off and turned off the headlights.

Annette looked out the passenger window. It was almost too dark to see the drop off next to the overlook. She could just barely make out the snow covered valley far below.

As they sat there, the snow started coming down harder.

"Danny, the snow flakes are getting bigger."

"We'll be alright; trust me." Danny pulled out his phone and handed it to Annette. "Why don't you give Mom a call while I get our mattress ready? Make sure you plug the phone into the cigarette lighter after you talk to Mom, or it will be dead by morning. The charger is in the console." He climbed out of the cab.

A blast of frigid wind shot through Annette for a moment before Danny closed the driver's side door. She had brought a heavy coat, but it was packed in one of her suitcases. Because it wasn't that cold when they left her house, she'd put on a light jacket over her short dress.

The wet snow had started coming down so hard that Danny's jacket and jeans were covered by the time he reached the tailgate. He could barely see ten feet in front of him.

As Annette spoke to her sister, Danny brushed the snow off his clothes as best he could, and then climbed into the camper shell. He moved Annette's suitcases off the mattress.

A sheet had been put on the mattress a few months earlier. It was musty but Danny knew they had no choice. The mattress was small, but if they snuggled up together, they should be able to sleep through the night.

The covers were lying on the mattress near the cab of the truck.

Being careful not to kneel on the mattress with his wet clothes, Danny started spreading the quilts out. At that moment it occurred to the nineteen year old that he would be sharing a bed with his sexy aunt. He would be sleeping with the woman he'd wanted for years. The hope of making love to his aunt instantly soared.

Annette wasn't feeling very good about herself. She needed reassurance that she was still a beautiful and sexy woman.

Danny felt there was no one on Earth who could comfort his aunt better. He would ease her pain, and at the same time, make her feel desirable again.

His cock twitched in his wet jeans. The young man immediately began to form a plan.

Annette finished talking to her sister. She closed the flip phone. She got the charger out of the console and plugged the phone up. She then climbed out of the cab.

The cold blast of air went straight through her jacket, and blew right up the hem of her short dress.

"Shit, it's cold," the lovely blond exclaimed as she waded through the deep snow to the camper. "I should have worn pants." She crawled into the low camper shell, and immediately pulled the door shut. She was covered with snow.

Danny had just finished making the bed. He laid all three quilts on the bed, and immediately started stripping down.

"What are you doing?" Annette asked in surprise.

"My clothes are covered with snow. They will get the mattress wet. Sleeping on a wet mattress will make us sick."

"You aren't planning to sleep naked are you?" Annette felt slightly nervous.

"I'm keeping my underwear on," Danny replied as nonchalantly as he could. We will never get to sleep wearing wet clothes. My jeans are already frozen from being out in that wind and snow."

Annette thought about their situation for few moments, and then decided that Danny was right. She quickly stripped off her light jacket, followed by her button up shirt, skirt, and shoes. She brushed the snow out of her hair and off her bare legs.

Danny had already climbed under the quilts. He couldn't see much because of the semi darkened interior, but he could make out Annette's, shapely form as she undressed. His cock twitched again.

Annette had stripped down to her bra and panties.

Even though the small camper shell cut out the wind, Annette could feel the bitter cold caressing her bare skin.

She dove under the covers, and snuggled up against her nephew in an effort to get warm. Her bra straps were pressed against Danny's bare chest.

Danny could feel Annette's bottom pressing against his cock. He hoped that he didn't get an erection too soon, or she would sleep in the cab of the truck.

Annette could feel Danny's cock touching her backside through their underwear. She felt uncomfortable lying with her nephew, but she knew they had no choice. They could either snuggle up under the quilts or freeze to death.

They lay there quietly for nearly a half hour. Neither could work up the courage to speak.

The quilts began to warm up, and eventually they were feeling warmer.

Danny could tell that his aunt was not comfortable with this sleeping arrangement. He desperately wanted to put her at ease so he could begin seducing her. Danny knew his aunt wasn't feeling very pretty at that moment, and that she needed someone to make her feel special again. He believed that if he handled her right Annette would give in to her need to feel loved again and she would surrender herself to him.

Danny reached out and began stroking his aunt's damp hair. "Are you ok?" Danny asked as he ran his fingers through her hair.

Annette sighed. "No, but I will be. I just need some time to get over what Roger did to me."

Danny wrapped his arms around his aunt's waist and held her tightly. "I can't believe Roger actually cheated on you. You are a beautiful and incredible woman. Why he would want to be with anyone else is beyond me."

Annette patted her nephew's arm. "Thank you. I really needed to hear that."

"I'm not just saying that to make you feel better. You really are beautiful."

Annette held onto her nephew's arm. A smile appeared on her face. "And you are a very sweet young man."

Taking a chance, Danny slid his other arm under Annette's neck and wrapped it around her upper chest. He held her tight. "Are you beginning to warm up?" He asked.

"Yes, I'm feeling much warmer. It was freezing when I first took off my clothes. But between the quilts and your body heat I'm feeling very cozy. We should be able to get a good night's sleep in here."

"I'm glad," Danny replied. "I was a little nervous when you first crawled under the covers with me."

"Why were you nervous?"

Danny paused before speaking. "I was afraid that you might think I would try to use this as an opportunity to take advantage of you."

Annette laughed. "Danny, I'm going to let you in on a little secret. I've known for a long time that you have a crush on me. Yet you've never once acted like anything but a gentleman towards me. I trust you completely."

Danny hesitated for a second time before speaking. "I probably shouldn't tell you this, but I have more than a crush on you. I'm crazy about you. You are beautiful, sexy, and you're wonderful. You are my dream girl."

"And just how many girls have you used that line on while cuddled up on this mattress?" Annette asked in a playful tone.

"None," Danny quickly replied. "I've never had a girl in here." His hold on Annette relaxed as he continued. "The truth is I've never been with a girl. I've never even been on a date."

Annette turned to face her nephew. She couldn't see his face, but she could still see his silhouette. "You've never been on a date; not even one time?"

Danny slowly shook his head. He knew his plan to make love to Annette had just fallen through.

She would never want him now.

"I guess I'm not the kind of guy that girls want to be with. They would rather be with handsome men than someone who looks like me." Danny felt like a loser yet again. He couldn't even be suave enough to seduce the woman of his dreams.

Annette could hear the sadness in Danny's voice. Her heart went out to her nephew. She wrapped her arms around his neck and hugged him hard.

Danny returned his aunt's hug.

She lifted her lips to Danny's ear. "I know you're not going to believe me, but one day you will find a girl who appreciates you for who you are. She will most likely be someone who is tired of the self centered men who only think of their own needs. She will want someone who is loving, giving, kind, and caring. She will want a man who makes her feel special. Danny, she will want someone like you."

"You're the only girl I want Annette." The nineteen year old immediately regretted saying that. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

Annette caressed her nephew's cheek. "Don't be sorry. Right now that is exactly what I need to hear. It's nice to know that a man still wants me."

Danny rose up on one elbow and gazed down at his aunt's form. He couldn't see her face, but he didn't need to. He had memorized every curve of her lovely features. "Sometimes I wish we weren't related. If you weren't my aunt, I could ask you out. I could maybe take you to dinner and dancing. I'm not much of dancer, but I'd learn for you. Hell, I would do anything for you if you were mine."

Annette's heart soared with joy at the words being spoken to her. For the first time in a long time a man was telling her that he would do anything to be with her. She began to cry.

Danny believed he had once again said the wrong thing to the heart broken woman. He wrapped his arms around his aunt's neck and hugged her. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

"I'm not crying because you hurt my feelings. I'm crying because it has been far too long since anyone has said such things to me. Danny, you've made me feel like a woman again. And I love you for it."

Danny began caressing Annette's face. He wiped at her tears. He then pressed his lips to the bruise on her forehead.

Annette wrapped her arms around Danny's shoulders and clung tightly to him. All the anxiety, pain, and frustration she'd been struggling with for the last several months came bubbling up to the surface. She began to sob uncontrollably.

Danny held his aunt, letting her release all of her pent up emotional pain.

She continued to cry until she was completely cried out.

Danny held still, and let her cry until there were no more tears.

Annette was glad Danny was there for her. She began stroking Danny's back. At that moment she forgot that he was her sister's son. To Annette, Danny was a man offering her love and kindness, which was something she desperately needed. She grasped his face and lifted his head. She pressed her lips to his and kissed him. It was supposed to be a kiss of affection, but it quickly turned into a kiss of passion. She slid her tongue into her nephew's open mouth. She hungrily explored the inside of his mouth with her tongue.

Danny moaned into his aunt's mouth. His cock lurched to life as it began to harden. He rolled her onto her back. He eased his legs between hers, and settled his underwear covered cock against the gusset of her panties.

Annette lifted her spread legs, allowing Danny's thick member to rest against her clit. She began to explore her nephew's body with her hands. She caressed his chest, sides, and upper back. She knew that what they were doing was wrong, but at that moment she didn't care. She wanted to be treated like a desirable woman.

And Danny was more than willing to accommodate his sexy aunt. He began to rub the underside of his shaft back and forth across Annette's clit. The sensation of his cock massaging her clit caused the middle aged woman to writhe in lust.