She gripped the base of my cock firmly and took it out of her mouth and moaned, “I want you inside me”.I slid to one side of the bed as Nat turned...so her feet weren’t in my face. She rolled onto her back and moved to the center of our bed. She spread her legs and bent her knees up, opening herself to me. She reached down with both hands and spread her pussy open. I was on top of her my cock touching her vulva, I thrusted slightly as Nat guided me in her wanting hole. She put both arms around me. Adam was down and would probably be down all night. Mrs. Winters told me shed call if she was going to be past eleven, and that Mr. Winters would probably be home around midnight if she was late. I told her no problem and closed the door behind her. I went into the living room and made myself comfortable. I checked on Adam a couple times and he was sound asleep. At around eleven, the phone rang. Mrs. Winters was going to stay at her sisters, shed had a little too much wine. She told me to have. The therapist, Doctor Fran Mercer looked to be about thirty-five, and seemed very friendly. She had me sit in a chair next to the one Bethany was in.“Steve, Bethany tells me she told you about what happened to her. Do you have any questions for me before we start?”“Only to know how I can help her.”“That is the question, isn’t it? It’s really the only question, but a lot of boyfriends ask questions.”“Boyfriend?”“Sorry, I didn’t mean it that way. I understand that you and Bethany are just. The attendant radioed the patrol at the top of the hill and asked them to check the slopes. They radioed back that a snowmobiler had seen someone crash and they were on their way to the site.It was almost an hour later when the ski patrol finally got back to her. Melissa was in a panic. “Is he okay? What happened to him?” she gasped breathlessly.“They found him at the bottom of a crevice. He apparently took the dangerous route down the hill.”“Oh God,” she gasped, “How is he?”“Well, he was.