Unconventional

When Ashley went into the kitchen for coffee the next morning, she found that Scott had gone somewhere, but left her a note.

“Went to the VA hospital. Will be back this afternoon. The storm is projected to be worse. Make sure everything you might need is charged. Power could go. Could you run to the store and get some things? Just in case—Scott.”

Ashley loved that Scott and Moe went to the VA once a month to volunteer. They talked with wounded vets and helped with rehab or anything that anyone needed.

When she had heard the guys talking about the latest build they were working on was for a vet who had lost his hand in combat, she was impressed and touched.

They were modifying the handlebars and brakes to give the vet a chance to ride again.

Ashley had yet to go on a ride with Scott. The weather had been frosty for the spring, and he had been unable to go out since she had been there.

Having lived in Ohio, she knew that if the storm was going to be worse than they had originally predicted, people would go crazy at the mention of snow, and the grocery stores would be quickly cleaned out.

So she changed and drove off before even finishing her coffee.

She was thankful that she had gone early and picked up some more eggs, milk, bread, and fruit. Scott had gone shopping earlier in the week, and they were good on everything else.

Ashley picked up the fixings for a cake along with some other stuff and checked out. She loved to bake when it was snowing, and Scott had a really good kitchen to bake in.

The thought of Diana and the situation she was in came to Ashley’s mind. Something was off about Diana and Scott’s relationship, but Ashley didn’t know what it was.

Diana was hardly ever there, and when she was, she acted in a jittery way, as though she was on something. Ashley remembered something from when she was younger and had a sneaking suspicion that her mother was off her meds again.

Ashley had no idea who her mother was staying with or what she was doing, but decided not to worry if Scott wasn’t.

And he didn’t seem to be bothered by it. In fact, he acted like he didn’t even care and was rather indifferent about the whole situation.

Ashley found it so odd! What was the real story behind their engagement? She needed to find out, and not just because she felt guilty about the kiss they had shared.

The kiss! That would be how she referred to it in her head. That seemed almost disrespectful to how amazing the kiss actually was: stupendous, mind-blowing, fucking awesome, and orgasmic.

All that kiss did was make her dreams more vivid, and she knew she totally lied to herself, thinking it would quench the unknown thirst she had for him and move on.

She was falling hard for her soon to be stepdad! And what kind of person did that make her? Was she a homewrecker? A slut? A whore? She just didn’t know!

Ashley got home and put everything away. She plugged everything in as Scott had recommended, then went for a walk in the cold air, trying to clear her thoughts.

Walking in this neighborhood, which she loved, she smiled as she saw the kids playing on the playground. This was a neighborhood for a family, and she just couldn’t picture Diana liking it here.

However, Scott seemed cemented here, and Ashley knew he had lived here for five years and wasn’t going to move. That just added to the confusion of the situation.

She sighed as she finally made her way back to the house. The sky was darkening, and she could feel the temperature dropping and the wind picking up. That wasn’t good for the storm.

Scott had said that spring storms were usually heavy and wet, which wasn’t good for tree branches and power lines. Ashley hoped he was wrong.

She was frozen when she returned and was blowing on her hands when she heard, “Where have you been? It’s fucking cold out there!”

She turned to see Scott standing in the entryway, looking concerned.

“I, ah, just went for a walk. I know it’s cold, but I just liked seeing the neighborhood before the storm. It was pretty peaceful.” She shrugged.

“I’m sorry I didn’t mean to snap at you...I was just worried when I came home and didn’t see you…especially with the cold you have started...” Scott admitted.

She smiled weakly as she walked into the kitchen with him following her. She said, “It’s ok. It’s just a cold. How was your day?”

“It was actually really good. Not that men and women hurt is a good thing, but I was able to be around several good people and helped them a little. At least I hope so,” he admitted.

She stopped to look at him. “You really are a good person, Scott.”

He blushed and rubbed the back of his neck. “Ah, thanks! I’m gonna shower…”

Ashley smiled. She then went to the living room with an apple and watched some TV. She was watching a movie when she thought she had heard her phone go off in her room. Cursing to herself, she went to get it.

She was coming out after reading a text from a contact in Ohio when she heard a noise in the master bedroom. She went to the door and peeked into the cracked door.

She stopped breathing for a minute as she took in the sight before her. Scott was standing in his room at the dresser, naked after his shower, with his back to the door.

His perfectly molded ass led to thick, muscular legs with a fine layer of hair. She knew that tattoos were all over his back, but seeing them in the light was different. Gorgeous works of art, they made him all the more attractive to her.

Scott must have found what he was looking for in the dresser as he turned around to face her, still unaware that he had a peeping tom at his door.

Ashley’s jaw dropped when he turned, and she took in the front of him. GOD! He is gorgeous! The colors of ink still flowing over his body and the smattering of chest hair glistened with some drops of water leftover from the shower.

Her eyes dropped lower until she saw his groin. Then her mouth watered, and she felt a rush of wetness flow between her legs.

Scott’s cock was thick and long. She could tell that even from the distance. But what really blew her mind was that he was uncircumcised! She had never actually seen one in person, only in pictures or porn. What would it feel like?

She had heard that it was pleasurable for both partners and that some women slept only with men who were uncircumcised. Licking her lips, she wondered what it would be like, with what Scott was packing.

Ashley watched him pull on his underwear, and her little show was over. She turned and tiptoed back to her room and closed the door, breathing deeply.

Leaning against the door, she closed her eyes. She tried to wipe the image of his naked body from her memory, but was pissed when it did not work.

“Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck!!” she hissed as she started pacing the room.

Ashley pulled her hair back in a makeshift bun to help relieve the heat building inside her. She stopped when she heard Scott move to the kitchen, rushed into the bathroom, and took a cool shower to calm down her raging hormones.

It failed, and she did something she hadn’t ever done in her life—rubbing herself. She had to release the pressure she was feeling because of her attraction to the man across the hall.

She found her already-hard clit poking up from her folds and rubbed slowly. However, it wasn’t fast enough.

She sped up as thoughts of Scott’s body, their kiss, and his touch played in her mind like a movie on a loop. It went faster and faster until the wave of pleasure washed over her, and she moaned, catching herself before she called out his name.

Her legs almost gave out at the intensity of the orgasm when she thought about him, and the situation shocked her. Leaning against the tiled wall, she panted as her body cooled down under the water.

If she couldn’t get herself under control soon, she was going to have to leave. She couldn’t risk this any longer.

Ashley got out when her legs didn’t feel like jelly and quickly dried off, suddenly cold. She pulled on some sweats, a t-shirt, and a hoodie, leaving the underwear and bra off, since she wouldn’t be going out anymore.

After that, she took some more cold medicine and went back to the couch to finish watching the movie she had started.

“I know we have a fridge full of food, but how about I order pizza?” Scott asked, flopping on the couch next to her.

“That’s fine by me. Extra mushrooms?” she asked, batting her eyelashes and making him laugh.

“Gross! Fungus on our pizza?” he asked.

“Please?” she begged, grabbing his hand in mock pleading.

“Fine. Extra mushrooms on your half.” Scott relented and picked up his phone to order.

They waited and watched another movie as they munched on their pizza and breadsticks.

As the second movie ended, Scott cleaned up the boxes and put them into the garage. He called back to her, “Snow’s started. Blowing pretty good too.”

She got up and looked out the sliding glass door. Large flakes were swirling around. “It’s pretty though…,” she said as he stood next to her.

“Yeah, it is. Hopefully, we can say that tomorrow if the power is still on!” He chuckled.

She smiled at him. “Let’s watch a scary movie!”

“A scary movie? You said you don’t like those,” he reminded her.

“Oh, I know. But let’s try it. If it’s too much, I’ll ask you to turn it off,” she explained.

Scott thought a minute and relented. “Ok, Ash. Let’s try it. Pick something, and we’ll start in a few minutes.”

Ashley flipped through on-demand and found a couple of choices, letting Scott have the final say.

Scott chose a newer one. After turning off the lights in the kitchen and the dining room, he sat on the couch next to her, trying not to inhale her delicious body soap scent.

“Ok, last reminder. If it gets too scary, tell me and we’ll turn it off. It’s dark out now, and that makes it worse,” Scott warned her.

Ashley grinned and hit play. She jumped only a few times, making Scott chuckle. However, she noticed that she moved a little closer to him each time, until their shoulders were touching.

At a tense part of the movie, Scott could see out of the corner of his eye that Ashley was on edge and breathing faster than before. All of a sudden, the killer jumped out, and Ashley screamed and jumped into his lap.

Scott grunted at the sudden movement and instinctively wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close to his chest. He could feel her heart beating hard against her chest and hugged her tighter.

“You ok?” he asked, trying not to react too much to her being on his lap.

Ashley turned her head slowly and looked him in the eye, noticing how close their faces were to each other. She nodded her head.

They continued looking at each other for what seemed like eternity, and Scott took his large hand and put it on her lower back. Unable to fight it any longer, Ashley leaned in and placed her lips on his.