Andi's Dream - a Blizzard in Buffalo
Copyright© 2024 by Duleigh
Chapter 29
Romantic Sex Story: Chapter 29 - Trapped in a Buffalo blizzard, Andi Roberts and her daughters were doomed unless someone came to save them. At the same time, Paul Jarecki sat alone in his cabin, wondering why he continued to cling to his solitary life. A panicked call to 911 set in motion a rescue, which became a romance, which became a love that neither Andi nor Paul could comprehend. Is it a dying dream or is it real? Book Two is now also available at Bookapy.
Caution: This Romantic Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie First Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys
Andi strode purposefully through the house, her reading glasses near the tip of her cute nose. Like the twins pointed out to Paul once, when Andi has her reading glasses on, she’s all business. She kissed each of the twin’s goodbye and made them promise to be good for poppa and Aunt Lucy, then headed out the door. Paul had just finished punching in the address of South Boston Hospital, where the conference was being held into Andi’s GPS. He hopped out of the Explorer, held the door open for Andi, and as she buckled in, she swapped out her reading glasses for aviator style sunglasses.
“Hey baby,” said Paul softly.
“Yes daddy?”
“I’m worried about Frank, I’m afraid he’s going to make a stink and I want to protect you legally and financially as well as physically.”
“That’s what Lucy was hinting at, we talked this morning. She’s worried too. Of course, I want you representing me.”
That’s what he needed to hear. “I’m on the case, darling.”
“I gotta go, I’m going to be late.”
They kissed and then Paul asked, “If the reading glasses personify Dr. Roberts, who is that behind the shades?”
Andi blew him a kiss through the open SUV door window, then pushed the sunglasses down. She peered over the top of the aviator sunglasses and gave him a wink. “Andi Granatelli.” And she was off.
As soon as she was gone, he went to work. Paul spent most of the day in his home office up on the third floor. Officially, it was the attic. It used to be a bedroom with a bath; he loved the huge round window he could look out of and watch the seasons turn. Besides, after a hard day of work, he found it easier to go down a flight of stairs to bed rather than up one.
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