Rodney shut the lights off and locked the library doors before hurrying to the bus stop. Snow was coming down quite heavy by the time he sat down on the bench. He turned his head to the left and right, listening to the flow of traffic. His voice watch said the time was 7:15 p.m. He hoped the bus was running late. He would have trouble catching a cab because of all the last minute Christmas shoppers. He heard the distant rumble of the bus coming. It slowly climbed the hill toward the bus stop. It slid to a stop in front of him, hissing as the driver opened the doors. "Good Evening," the driver said as he patiently as he waited for the blind man to board the bus. Rodney guided himself up the steps with the help of his cane. Normally, he had his seeing eye dog, Wally, with him, but he had left him home that day because of the bad weather.
He settled into a seat behind the driver. He unconsciously kept count of the stops, as his mind wondered. "I live thousands of miles from my family, I don't have a girlfriend, and all my buddies have plans for Christmas. My life sucks," he thought to himself. He sighed as a dark, depressed feeling came over him. When the bus reached his stop, the driver said, "Merry Christmas!"
Normally a polite person, Rodney surprised himself by replying, "Bah-Humbug!" as he stepped out into the cold night. He slid his cane along the snow covered sidewalk, careful of snow banks so he wouldn't fall. He had gone about two blocks when his cane slid to the side. Rodney stopped walking, trying to keep his balance as he realized he was standing on a sheet of ice. He slowly scooted his feet forward, while holding his free arm out to the side, hoping to grab onto a wall. After going a few steps, he began to relax. Then suddenly his feet flew out from under him. He crashed down onto the icy walkway, landing flat on his back. His head slammed against the hard surface, making him feel dizzy.
He lay there for several minutes, listening to the city sounds around him. Several cars went by, but he didn't hear any people. He managed to sit up and started feeling around for his cane. "Damn thing must have flown out of my hand when I fell," he said out loud. He was startled by a female voice, "Sir, did you drop this?" she said. "If it's a cane, yes I did," he said as he struggled to stand up. He felt her hand on his arm. He let her lead him off the sheet of ice. Then she put the cane in his hand. "Thank You, Ma'am," he said. "Do you live around here?" the woman asked. Rodney nodded his head, although he felt a little disorientated. "Yes, I live at the Sun Valley apartments at 66th and Rogers," he said. The woman laughed and said, "Really? I just moved into that building this morning. May I walk with you? I'm not used to living in the city. Being out after dark is kind of scarey."
"For starters, my name is Rodney and yes, I could use the company. I've had a miserable day," he grumbled.
"My name is Kelly. I have been told that I am a great listener, if you would like to talk about it," she said. They started walking toward home as they talked about their lives. Rodney soon forgot his troubles as he listened to her sweet voice, telling him about her childhood on a farm in Iowa. She had come to the city to get a new start in life after a bad divorce. Her ex had won custody of the children, which were almost grown anyway. So she had decided to follow her dreams of being a singer. When she stopped talking long enough to take a breath, Rodney said, "May I ask what you look like?" Kelly smiled to herself and said, "I could lie and tell you that I am a babe. But the truth is, that I think I am quite plain. I am 5 foot 6 inches tall. 136 pounds. Brown eyes, tan complexion and shoulder length wavy brown hair. Lots of curves and by the way I am 43 years old. What about you?"
"Well, as you can see, I have brown hair and dark eyes. I am 6 foot tall. 170 pounds. No curves..at least none that I am aware of. I am 32 years old and so lonely that my best friend is a dog," he said. Kelly didn't give him a chance to start feeling sorry for himself again. She said, "My best friend is also a dog. I have a puppy named Molly. Would you like to come to my apartment for a cup of coffee, then you can meet her?" Rodney smiled and agreed, allowing her to lead him by the hand the rest of the way there. When she unlocked her apartment door, the smell of fresh cookies tickled his senses. His stomach grumbled as he thought about his mother's home cooking that he missed so much.
She directed him to the couch, leaving him to get comfortable while she went to fix the coffee. It only took a minute for her puppy to find him. He felt something furry rub up against his leg as he reached his hand down. A warm tongue moved across his hand as he lifted the dog into his lap. "Hi, Molly. I'm Rodney. I live downstairs with a dog that would be very jealous if he knew you were in my lap," he said. Kelly heard him talking to the puppy and laughed. "Do you need to call your dog and let him know your ok?" she said teasingly. "No. That's ok. I'm sure he knows I am around. He has a very acute sense of smell," Rodney replied while trying to avoid wet doggy kisses on his face.
Kelly carried a tray into the living room. She didn't have to tell him that there were snacks on it. He smelled them. He reached out slowly, keeping his hand away from the hot coffee cups, and felt for the plate of cookies. The puppy licked the first cookie he picked up so Kelly let her eat it. Rodney held the second cookie up high as he ate it. Kelly sat next to him on the couch, quietly drinking her coffee. He could smell her perfume and shampoo. It was intoxicating. He had always loved the smell of women. He always noticed the smell of the library patrons, when they were checking out books.
"What kind of work do you do?, she asked. He told her all about his job at the library. It was hard work but it was a living. Luckily the head librarian put the Dewey Decimal Codes in Braille for him, on the book binders, so he could shelf the books. He told her where the library was located and told her that she should stop by sometime. His voice watch interrupted the conversation by announcing the time. "The time is now, 9:01 p.m," it said. Rodney groaned and said, "I really need to go. My dog, Wally, will be needing to go out in the court yard if he hasn't already made a mess on the floor." He stood up, and held out his hand. "Thank you for walking with me. The coffee and cookies were great. I live in apartment 123A, if you would like to visit me, sometime." Kelly shook his hand and said, "It was nice to meet you. I look forward to seeing you, again." She led Rodney to the door, smiling as he felt his way along the corridor to the elevator.
Later that night, after Rodney had taken care of his dog, he sat quietly, thinking about Kelly. She was the most interesting woman he had met in a long time. She was funny and smart. Two very important qualities in a person, in Rodney's opinion. He wondered what she thought about him. "She probably just thinks I am a pathetic, blind guy and will want to be just friends," he said sarcastically. At that moment, there was a knock at the door. He wondered who would be coming to see him, that late. Wally, his dog, jumped against the door, barking frantically. "Who is it?" Rodney called thru the door. "It's Kelly," a sweet voice answered. He smiled, and told Wally to get back from the door. He opened it, and said, "Please come in." As she walked thru the doorway, she said, "Sorry to bother you so late. But, I couldn't sleep and was feeling depressed. Do you mind some company?" Rodney said, "I'm glad you're here. I was just thinking about you. Have a seat in the living room."
They ended up spending the next couple hours talking. They cried on each others shoulders and then laughed at themselves. By the time, 3 a.m. rolled around, Rodney said, "I feel as if I have known you my whole life." Kelly laughed and said, "I was just thinking the same thing. I could sit here talking like this until the sun comes up, but I must get some sleep." Before she could stand up, Rodney said, "Please stay here tonight. I don't want to be alone. No hanky panky, I promise. Just another person being here would make all the difference in the world." Kelly looked at him, taking in his boy like innocence, then said, "Ok., I don't feel like being alone, either." Rodney took her hand and led her to his bedroom. They pulled back the covers and crawled under the comforter. Kelly lay with her back to Rodney but she turned to him and said, "Hold me." He scooted close to her and wrapped his arm around her torso. Her warmth enveloped him, making him feel better than he had in ages.
He was aware of her soft sobbing, but he didn't say a word. He brushed her cheek with his hand, wiping away her tears. He tightened his grip on her, trying to give her comfort. She gradually began to relax and drifted off into a deep sleep. Rodney took a long breath, enjoying the aroma of her soft skin. He could barely remember the last time he had been in the same bed with a woman. It almost felt foreign. He didn't know when he finally slipped into a restless sleep, but he awoke, feeling quite refreshed at sunrise.
He knew Kelly wasn't in the room with him because he couldn't smell her. Instead he smelled food. His nose led him to the kitchen, where he could hear dishes clanking. He could hear her singing softly, to herself. He recognized the song as one of his favorites. He could of stood there all day listening to her lovely voice, but she stopped singing and said, "Come -N- Get it, before I feed it to the dog!" Rodney laughed and felt his way to the table. "Sure smells good," he commented as she set a plate in front of him. He sniffed the air and said, "Bacon, scrambled eggs, whole wheat toast, strawberry jelly and orange juice. Right?"
"Yes, and I think you're the one with the acute sense of smell, not your dog. He's still asleep."
"Wally has never missed a meal in his life."Rodney said. He heard the clicking of his dogs foot steps. "Did you hear your name, boy?" Rodney asked as the dog rubbed up against his leg.
After they ate breakfast and did the dishes, Kelly went upstairs to get her puppy. Then they walked to a nearby park with the dogs on leashes. While the dogs ran around the park, Kelly described the Christmas decorations to Rodney. "There is a huge Christmas tree in the middle of the park. It must be twenty feet tall. It's covered in candy canes, and ornaments. A little train is going in circles around it," she said. He said, "I hear sleigh bells." She looked around for a few minutes before spotting the source. "It's a horse, pulling a sleigh down the street. There are three people riding in it. The driver is up on top, with a man and woman in the back, snuggled up under a blanket. Rodney smiled and said, "Kelly would you like to go on a sleigh ride with me tonight? You could tell me about all the Christmas lights."
"Yes, that would be wonderful," she said as she grabbed the dogs leashes and they headed back to the apartment building. They parted ways in the lobby, promising to see each other that evening.
Rodney was very chipper at work that day. His supervisor got onto him several times for whistling Christmas songs while he worked. The day seemed to go very slow. Every time Rodney pushed the button on his watch, only a few minutes had passed. During his lunch break, he tried to read a Braille book, but couldn't concentrate. His thoughts kept drifting back to Kelly. He wondered what she was doing and hoped that she liked him. "Excuse me, Sir. Could you tell me where the dog books are?" a familiar female voice asked him. He jumped and smiled when he recognized the smell of her perfume. He stood up and said, "Yes, Ma'am, follow me. He felt his way to the right row of books. She followed, not speaking until they were out of sight of the cranky woman behind the check out counter.
"I hope you don't mind me stopping by to see you," Kelly said. Rodney smiled and shook his head, "It's a relief to hear a friendly voice after listening to my grumpy boss, all morning," he said. "I am looking forward to our sleigh ride," she said. Rodney grinned and replied, "Me, too." Kelly squeezed his hand and said, "You better go. Here comes that woman from the check out counter." Rodney raised his voice, just a bit, and said, "If you need anymore help, feel free to ask."
"Thank You," Kelly replied as he walked away. The rest of the day flew by really fast. When everyone was gone, Rodney breathed a sigh of relief. He put on his jacket and waited for his co-worker to lock the doors. Then he said, "See you later." He made it to the bus stop in the nick of time. He stepped on board and settled into his usual seat.
He almost missed his stop, because he was day dreaming about Kelly. Luckily the driver knew him and said, "Here's your stop, Rodney."
"Oops, thanks," he said as he stumbled off the bus and hurried toward home. When he got into his apartment, he took a shower and took Wally outside. He had just walked back thru the lobby doors when Kelly greeted him. "Hi, fellas. Been out on a walk?" she said in a very chipper voice. "Yes, I was just taking Wally home, then coming up to get you," Rodney answered. "Well, I am here and ready to go as soon as you put the dog away," she said.
They walked to the park and managed to catch a sleigh in no time at all. Rodney paid the driver extra, to take them on an extended tour. Kelly snuggled up next to him under the quilt. It was a very cozy ride. She said, "We are passing the lake, now. The edge is all lit up with red and green lights. There are swans in the water. It is beautiful." She grabbed his hand and pulled it to her torso, holding him snugly against her. Rodney no longer cared about the sights. The feel of her warm breasts pressing thru her sweater against him, had filled him with desire. He turned toward Kelly, and put his hand on her chin. She looked at him, as he softly whispered, "Can I kiss you?" She answered by kissing him first. It was a gentle, warm kiss on the lips which quickly melted into a hot, intense kiss. When their lips parted, they both felt breathless.
Rodney couldn't find his voice to say anything. So he just sat there, with his blood boiling. He jumped when he felt Kelly's hand on his thigh. She slowly rubbed his leg, gradually working her way upward. When she reached his crotch, she felt the bulge in his pants and smiled. She leaned toward him and said, "I can take care of this." Before Rodney realized what she was doing, she had ducked under the blanket and unzipped his jeans. His swollen cock sprung out, and bounced off of her cheek. She grabbed it with her small hand, rubbing it as he squirmed in his seat.
He fought back the urge to groan when she wrapped her lips around his shaft and sucked him into her mouth. The heat radiating from her, kept his manhood from getting frost bitten as she devoured him. She worked from the tip to the base, twirling her tongue round and round. With each stroke, Kelly sucked him in deeper until the tip of his shaft hit the back of her throat. Rodney thought he was going to die of pleasure as the new sensation of being deep throated surged thru him. She repeatedly swallowed, intensifying the feeling with her rippling throat muscles. He could no longer hold back to urge to groan. He didn't care if the driver heard him or not. "Oh, Yes," he said, followed back a deep moan.
Kelly began to take him in and out of her mouth with an urgency that seemed to grow with each suck. Faster and deeper she went, driving him to the brink of insanity. He slid his hand into her hair, gently applying pressure to her head, encouraging her to go faster. She moaned, as her juices began to flow, from the thought of turning him on so much. She took his full length into her throat and then used her hand to help her suck his balls into her mouth, too. Her cheeks bulged as she gently sucked his meat and family jewels. She slowly pulled back, releasing his nuts from her grasp, one at a time. His groans of pleasure grew louder and his cock swelled up bigger as she continued to mouth fuck him.
She tightened the grip her lips had on him and sucked harder. Rodney felt the cum boiling in his balls while she rapidly milked his pole. He ground his body against her face, as the need to orgasm increased. He thrust upward, as his staff began to shake. It exploded deep in her mouth, overfilling it with his hot creamy liquid. Kelly greedily gulped down every drop and licked him clean. She tucked his softening cock back into his pants before she slid her head out from under the blanket. She noticed the driver glancing back at them with a grin on his face. She smiled and licked her lips, then snuggled up to Rodney to enjoy the rest of the ride.
Little did she know that Rodney had other things on his mind. He nudged her so that she sat back up. Just as she looked at him, he disappeared under the blanket and lowered himself to his knees between her feet. She felt him fumbling around under her wool skirt. She pulled it up higher and lifted up her ass, allowing him to tug down her panty hose and remove her boots. When he reached her bare skin, he took a deep breath. He liked to smell a woman's nectar, but loved the taste even more. He parted her lips with his fingers and slid his tongue along her slit. He swirled the tip against her clit, bringing gasps of delight from her. She pushed herself toward him, allowing him to slip two fingers into her wet pussy. He moved his fingers in and out as he lapped at her nether regions.
As her womanly flavors mixed with his saliva, Rodney's arousal had grown, again. He pulled his cock out and stroked it slowly while he slurped at Kelly's juicy cunt. His manhood throbbed and ached in his hand until he climbed back up into the seat and lifted her into his lap. She turned to face him, straddling him as she pulled the quilt tightly around them. Her hot pussy lingered mere centimeters above the head of his member. He could feel the heat coming from her as he moved his hands to her waist. He guided her womanhood down onto his pole, moaning in pleasure when his hardness slipped into her warm depths.
It felt as if his entire body was wrapped in a velvet heat. She slowly began to rock against him, gliding up and down his length. She worked her cunt muscles against his tool as she rode him, enjoying the effect it was having on him. Each time she tightened herself around him, he grunted in pleasure. Kelly's rippling muscles were causing Rodney to have many small multiple orgasms. Each one more intense then before. Which in return, kept causing her to climax. They worked their bodies against each other, going faster and harder, gradually working toward a massive wave of sexual euphoria.
When Kelly began to osculate her pelvis, he knew that his orgasm would be unstoppable. He clenched his muscles, trying to hold it back, but it was to strong. He began to thrust upward as hard as he could, when his ball unleashed their load. His twitching cock, sent Kelly into orgasmic bliss. She tilted her head back and cried out in pleasure as her juices spewed out, onto Rodney's balls. His cum shot deep inside her, completely filling her womanhood. His moans were muffled by Kelly's mouth when she pulled him close for a sizzling kiss. Their tongues became entwined for several moments before their lips parted.
She fell against his shoulder, gasping for air. She didn't care that people were staring at them. That was the most intense orgasm she had felt in years. Rodney lifted her off of his lap and fixed his clothes. Then he helped her get her panty hose and boots back on. By that time, the driver had pulled the sleigh back to the park. He said, "Thank You for coming.. I hope you enjoyed your ride.." Kelly smiled at him, catching the double meaning of the sentence and handed him a twenty dollar bill for a tip. He nodded his head at her and winked.
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