Snow Shovelling

[sirhugs]

with the fierce winter, Widow Brown is tired of clearing her driveway, and when the snowplow leaves a huge ridge at the street end, she fears she is trapped for the winter. Until that nice young man next door offers to shovel her clear.

The only problem is that Widow Brown is on a fixed income and can't afford to pay him...

 

[Hypoxia]

Fortunately, Ms Brown was widowed fairly young, and still has a hot body. Alas, the huge ridge of snow is too much for just one guy with a shovel. Fortunately, the nice young man next door has some nice strong handsome friends who will be glad to help. Alas, Widow Brown is on a fixed income and can't afford to pay them cash...

 

[tmmmbrrr]

...which she AND her strong, handsome neighbor friends figured out awhile ago.

Widow Brown's driveway is always the first one in the neighborhood to get shoveled out. Her lawn is always well mowed all summer. Her house gets painted every year - inside and out. What else????

Feel like gettin' some? Maybe the widow needs her ashes hauled or flue cleaned....

 

[sirhugs]

and by about Part 5, one of the wives decides to investigate... ends up baking the Widow a pie...

 

[Carnevil9]

She's not a widow at the opening of the story.....

She's elderly, as is her husband. But when the town gets hit with a massive snowstorm, and he's too cheap to pay a neighbor kid to shovel, he goes out to do it himself. Despite his wife's protests, of course. Sure enough, he suffers a massive grabber and drops dead in the driveway.

The freshly-widowed Widow Brown drags his body inside, but he's already frozen stiff. Not to mention the onset of rigor mortiss. Add to that, he croaked while sporting a massive erection, which is now in a permanent state of post-mortem tumescence!

The grieving widow decides to ride his stiff pole right then and there; she tosses her granny-panties aside and straddles him in the middle of the living room, grinding and bouncing her way to a thunderous orgasm. Then she drags his body into the walk-in freezer so he'll stay permanently rigid.

When her friends ask what's become of her husband, she merely says that he ran off. The friends all want to comfort her, but she doesn't seem particularly distraught. If anything, she seems happier than she has in years, and always has a nice happy glow about her.......

 

[sirhugs]

umm, Carney- doesn't Lit have rules against necrophilia?

 

[Carnevil9]

umm, Carney- doesn't Lit have rules against necrophilia?

I doubt it. There are lots and lots of sexy vampire stories on here.

 

[Lazy_lay]

umm, Carney- doesn't Lit have rules against necrophilia?

Look, you know the walking dead don't even know they are dead, so the fucking dea....

 

[sirhugs]

I doubt it. There are lots and lots of sexy vampire stories on here.

vampires are undead though!

 

[Lazy_lay]

vampires are undead though!

that sort of like bisexual?

 

[Stillgotmylooks]

Now that was a good idea until the frozen husband came along. Ice-cubes can be fun but a whole frozen one inside you? I don´t think so.

 

[Hypoxia]

Now that was a good idea until the frozen husband came along. Ice-cubes can be fun but a whole frozen one inside you? I don´t think so.

Solution: extra-thick heated condoms, sort of like electric socks.