A Place To Stay

First Snowfall

Sure enough, on the very first day of winter, snow fell on Mineral Town. The temperature dropped drastically, and people had to bundle up to go outdoors. Cliff and Claire were two such bundled up people, Claire making her way to the chicken coop to check on her birds, and Cliff heading to the barn to take care of the livestock.

They finished up their chores, and then returned to the farmhouse to warm up. As they washed their hands in the sink, Claire beamed at Cliff. “Let’s have hot chocolate!” He happily agreed. Claire got a small saucepan out and placed a brick of chocolate in it, melting it just slightly on the stove. Then she added some of the fresh cream that Cliff had just brought in, and whisked them together. Once the mixture was hot enough, she carefully poured it into mugs, and they settled on the couch together.

Cliff carefully sipped the hot liquid. “Ah…it’s the first day of winter. Do you remember the first day of winter last year?”

Claire nodded. “Of course I do. That’s the day you ended up here.” She thought back for a moment, sipping her hot chocolate. “You looked so terribly sad; it just about broke my heart. I felt so sorry for you, I had to do something.”

Cliff fiddled with his mug. “Claire…when you asked me to stay, did you really need a farmhand or…” he trailed off.

“Or what? Was it just because I felt sorry for you? Well, honestly, it was a little bit of both, and…” she smiled and bit her lip.

Cliff grinned. “And you had the hots for me?”

Claire blushed a little. “Yes! I…I always saw you around town, and I thought you were so cute. Shy… sad… awkward, and …pretty.” Cliff smiled at that. Claire continued. “I wanted to get to know you, but I didn’t know how to begin. I mean, Carter made us introduce ourselves. But then he made us have that awkward dinner together at the church, and you seemed so miserable. I figured that you weren’t interested in me at all. Plus, I had heard that Ann had a crush on you, and since you spent so much time at the inn, I figured I didn’t have a chance.” Claire sighed. “But I got lucky, and you just walked right onto my farm.”

Cliff leaned in and gave her a little kiss. “I’m so glad I chose to walk past your farm to get out of town and not the other way. Just imagine if I hadn’t walked by you.”

Claire shivered. “I don’t want to,” and she cuddled up to him.

Cliff turned to look at the window. “It’s snowing hard.” He looked at her slyly. “Do you remember the snowstorm?”

“Do I? Oh my god, how could I forget? That was so incredible.” Claire sighed, thinking about it.

Cliff traced his fingers on her arm. “I was so nervous…but I wanted you so badly, I couldn’t stop myself.” He kissed her neck softly.

“Yeah, and you haven’t stopped yet!” Claire laughed.

Cliff pulled away, his eyes wide and innocent. He put his hands in his lap primly, and scooted away from her slightly. “Oh? Do you want me to stop?”

Claire laughed, “No, of course not,” and tried to get closer to him, but he moved away again.

“No, I think I bother you too much. I need to quit that.” Cliff sulked. Claire could tell he was just playing with her, but it still vexed her. She tried to reach out to him, but he stood up abruptly, taking his empty mug to the sink. “No, no, you’re right, I need to change my ways. I think about sex way too much.” He washed the mug while Claire pouted.

“I didn’t say that…” she whined quietly.

The game went on all night. Cliff didn’t touch Claire. He wasn’t being mean, on the contrary, he was acting very polite, TOO polite; but it upset her nonetheless. Still, she wanted to beat him at his own game. While he was in the living room reading a book, she went into the bedroom and rummaged through her lingerie drawer. She came out with a red silk nightie, which she quickly slipped into with nothing on underneath. She went back out into the living room. She saw his eyes flash when he saw her, but he kept playing his game, and went back to the book like she was no big deal. Claire huffed to herself a little, but was undeterred.

She crossed the room slowly and kneeled on the couch next to him. He raised an eyebrow but continued to ignore her. She stretched out, leaning over his body, to grab a book that was on the end table. She heard him gasp just slightly as the nightie brushed against him, but he still made no move to touch her. She settled back down on her knees, placing the book to the side, and stretched her arms over her head. She arched her back so that her chest poked forward. “Mmmm…I think I’m going to get in bed.”

Cliff squirmed a little, but managed to say, “Okay, good night.” Claire fumed internally, but managed not to show it. She stood up and pretended to drop the book. “Ooops!” she said, and bent down at the waist to pick it up, giving Cliff a full view. She came back up and tossed her hair over her shoulder, glancing back at him. He looked dumbfounded, but he realized she was trying to get him to cave, so he just sniffed and went back to reading.

Claire stomped off to the bedroom. “Ooooh!” she cried out, frustrated, as she got in bed. As she lay there and sulked, she realized how much she had taken his passion for her for granted. Sure, she went along with it and enjoyed every bit of it, but she always teased him like he was always the instigator. So now he was teasing her, making her see what it would feel like if he wasn’t as horny all the time. Claire made a sad face, realizing how miserable that would be.

Claire threw off the bedcovers and went back out to the living room. Cliff was still sitting there, but the book was laid aside, and he almost looked ill from having to hold in his desire. He looked up at her with a stricken look on his face, and she rushed forward, straddling him and kissing him hungrily. He moaned as she moved her kisses over his neck, and he let his hands wander over her. “Oh, Cliff, Cliff, I want you, I need you!” she gasped.

She worked frantically at his pants, getting them unzipped and then she practically ripped them off. “Please, please, please! I have to have you!” she begged. Absolute delight was all over Cliff’s face from seeing his wife acting so desperate. He let her pull off his boxers, and then he gasped as she straddled him again, taking him inside with one quick motion.

She grinded her body against him. She was so worked up that it didn’t take her long before she was climaxing, shuddering hard, her whole body trembling in ecstasy. Cliff groaned happily, and then thrust upwards into her, releasing inside of her.

They both gasped and panted for a while, then Claire relaxed her body against his. He stroked her hair lovingly. “Gee, I ought to tease you more often. I liked hearing you beg,”

Claire pinched him playfully. “Please don’t. That was sheer misery!” She brought her face to his and kissed him sweetly. “I like you the way you are. Please don’t ever stop!”

Cliff just nodded happily, satisfied that he had taught her a lesson.