During the 2013 Blizzard a Sequel


Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa, Interracial, Black Female, White Male, Oral Sex, .

Desc: Romantic Sex Story: A continuation of the Story of Duncan Wright and Grayce Williams. A love story!


The women from accounting were positively giggly with the prospect both of being taken out to lunch by the big boss, Duncan, and at the news that Duncan Wright was indeed engaged, and not only engaged, but engaged to their own pal Grayce Williams.

Before they left the room, they all lined up for a special hug. She was, after all, their 'bud', and they were that pleased for her.

(It's certainly a tribute both to Grayce's ability to get along with people and the very atmosphere of DW Industries that the relationship among the workers was so special!)

Then they were off. Duncan said that they should meet at the entrance to the office tower and he'd pick them up there.

He was waiting for them in his snazzy Lexus, which they entered, three of them positively giggly about all of this, still.

"Ladies," Duncan said, "Do you have a special place to go to or do you trust me to provide a nice lunch for you, and the beautiful Grayce?"

She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek, after he'd made the comment.

Karen spoke up for the three of them in the back: "Wherever you want to go for lunch is great with us."

"Good!" he said. "It'll be 'Marcel's'."

They were happy about his choice. It was an upscale and fairly exclusive French place in town.

They were also pleased and impressed, when the owner, Marcel, met the, once they were in the door, and greeted Duncan by name.

"Duncan, my friend," Marcel said. "Wonderful to see you again."

"Marcel!" Duncan said and exchanged kisses on both cheeks with him.

"But let me present the lovely ladies of our accounting department," Duncan said. "I'm taking them out for lunch as a bribe to keep our accounting inaccuracies quiet."

The women giggled at what he said but he went right on presenting them to Marcel.

"Marcel, this is Karen Whooten, Susie Bennett, and Andrea Wayne, and this lovely lady is my fiancé Grayce Williams."

Marcel said: "Charmed," to each introduction and kissed the hand of each of the ladies. His eyes lit up totally, when Grayce was introduced.

"Oh, Duncan," he said, gazing at Grayce, "You have picked the loveliest flower of the garden!"

Grayce beamed and gave Marcel a hug and then exchanged kisses on both cheeks with him also.

"Okay, ladies," Duncan said, once they were seated, "What'll it be? This is a celebration."

It was a work day but they did share one bottle of wine for a toast. It was Andrea who proposed a toast to Duncan and Grayce's happiness.

"We're so pleased for our pal," she said, raising her glass.

It was Susie Bennett who finally got around to asking the question that was on all of their minds:

"If it's not too much of an imposition," she began, "How did the two of you, uh, get together?"

Grayce looked at Duncan and just giggled.

Then Duncan held up his hand and said: "Okay, let me tell you the story. It's about the Blizzard of 2013."

He proceeded to talk to them about his using 'the beast' to clean the lot during the blizzard, and Grayce and Suzanne arriving, when he was almost done with the plowing. Then he gave them the outline of the story about his offering them the use of one of the wings of his house for their accommodations.

The three women, at that point, were giggling, with Karen putting her hand over her mouth to hide her mirth.

"Just like Blue Beard!" Grayce said and the chorus of giggles increased but Duncan continued to smile at them.

"Well," he went on, "From that point on it just seemed to work out for us. Though I have to admit that it was never my intention from the beginning to seduce this lovely woman or anything like that."

He thought a moment and said: "You want to know what it was initially, apart from, I mean, the fact that Grayce is just beautiful?"

"Yes," the three of them agreed.

"It was her Suziebell!" he said.

Grayce grinned then and put her hand on top of his and said: "My 8 year old daughter, Suzanne! They became fast friends right away."

"Yes," Duncan said, "Despite the fact that Suziebell cheats at board games."

Grayce broke into a laugh at that, and told her office mates about the uproar following the Parcheesi game and the charges and counter charges that were made at the top of Duncan and Suzanne's voices at the time.

It left the women laughing and Duncan smiling.

"And, of course, there was this," Grayce said, opening her purse and showing the photo, from her wallet, of Duncan and Suzanne and the snow man.

"These two are as thick as thieves!" Grayce said with great affection.

As the luncheon wound down, the three gals from accounting thanked Duncan for inviting them for lunch.

"Much work this afternoon?" he asked.

"No, not too much," Karen answered.

"Well," he said then, "I'll drop you off and then I need to take Ms Williams shopping."

They giggled at that information, and were off then back to the office.

"I promise that I'll have her back in working order after we go shopping," he said, getting more giggles from the women, who waved, as they went into the building.

"Shopping, big boy?" Grayce said.

"Yes," he said, "We live in my house that I've decorated, I realize, in a very 'man-like' fashion and I'd like to give you a free hand to start changing that. I was thinking, hoping that we might look at bedroom furniture for our room."

"Oh, what an exciting idea that is," Grayce said, leaning over and kissing him on the cheek.

They went to a furniture store to do their shopping. The furniture there was extremely well made, though expensive.

Duncan and Grayce slowly looked over the large selection of bedroom furniture that was offered, and gradually narrowed down the selections to about two or three.

The set that Grayce favored, and Duncan liked also, featured a dark wood king sized canopy bed, a wide, three sectioned bureau and a tall armoire, high boy kind of piece.

"Oh, I like these," Grayce said.

"Okay," Duncan said, "Let's try it out!"

He lay down on the bed, after slipping his shoes off, with Grayce laughing into her hand, and then she joined him.

"Hmmm," she said comfortable.

"Yes," he said grinning at her.

"What are you thinking?" she asked, smirking.

"Maybe we should screw to try it out!" he said.

It left her laughing! She moved her head forward and planted a kiss on his lips.

"But what a great idea!" she said. "Well," she went on, "If not here, how 'bout if we stop at home on the way to the office and we can practice our screwing there?"

"Wanton woman!" he said.

"Exactly," she said, "I'm trying to get into your pants!"

He laughed and said: "I promise that I'll cooperate!"

"You'd better!" she said.

"But do you like the furniture?" he asked.

"Oh, Duncan," she said, "I do!"

"Want to think about it?" he asked.

"Why don't we do that, and make our decision at dinner tonight?" she suggested.

They agreed to do that, and were still holding hands, as they left the store, promising the sales woman that they'd be back to talk to her.


On the way home, Duncan thought and asked: "What about your Mom?"

"Today's the day that she has her church afternoon circle group," Grayce said, giggling.

"Humorous?" he asked.

"We're like a couple randy teenagers looking for a safe place to screw!" she said laughing.

He joined the laughter and said: "Well, I don't know about the teenager part but the rest of it seems to fit pretty well!"

(Once she moved in with Grayce and Duncan, Enid made it her business to get around a bit. She joined a local Methodist Church, the branch of Christianity in which she'd been raised and was a member back 'home'. She quickly became involved in the activities of the congregation and became a member of a 'circle' group for women that met weekly in the afternoon. This happened to be Enid's afternoon circle day.)

"We're clear then?" he said at last.

"Yes, hot pants, we are!" she said.

He looked over at her and said: "And I suppose that you're not anxious too?"

She simply smiled at him and grinned, as she took her skirt off and deposited it in the back seat.

"Oh, shit!" he said.

"Hey," she quipped, "Language, there's a lady present!"

"Sorry!" he said.

"Now don't you get us in an accident!" she said, "Especially since I've taken off my skirt and slip."

"Slip?" he said and turned toward her again and began another 'Oh, shit!' but caught himself in time. He just watched as she took her half-slip down and off, putting it in the back seat with the skirt.

"Anymore?" he asked.

"Just trying to keep you interested!" she said.

"Oh, you're succeeding at that, for sure!" he said, laying a hand on her thigh and squeezing a bit.

She opened her legs, when he squeezed, and pushed his hand down between her own legs, until he came into contact with the heat of her pussy.

"My, my!" he said.

"Being polite here!" she quipped.

"Very!" he said then and continued to stroke her crotch area over the silkiness of her rose colored panties.

Finally, they were back home.

"See, no accident!" he said, "Except almost in my pants!"

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