2020 was one heck of a crazy year. Getting used to life during a pandemic hasn’t been easy. I really don’t think I could have handled things without a girl like Krista by my side. Thankfully with the vaccine rolling out, there’s a light at the end of the tunnel.
I will say there’s far worse fates than being stuck inside with the girl of my dreams. I’m not going to lie and say everything is perfect. We’ve had our fights like any other couple, mostly because I push things too far. I can’t help but think she’s cute when she’s mad. Still, there’s nobody I’d rather be with, and this has given us a little preview of what marriage would be like, and I’m very cool with that. We both are.
One thing we’ve come to understand is with every relationship no matter how crazy in love you are sometimes things are beyond your control. Krista and I were looking forward to a weekend together. But a little problem led to a big change in plans.
I woke up Friday morning with Krista snuggling up to me under the covers. “Hey Tiger, share your blanket with me?”
“Not that I’m complaining, but what’s the occasion?” I asked, turning over, putting my arms around her.
“It’s freezing in here, I think the heat went out.” Krista snuggled closer, being a California girl she hated the cold.
I reached out for my phone to call the landlord, it felt like I was sticking my arm in the fridge. “Man... it is cold in here. I wonder what’s up.” A quick phone call confirmed my suspicions, the building’s furnace went kaput and a new one wouldn’t be installed until Monday morning. Thankfully he would be supplying every apartment with a portable heaters, but it was still going to be a chilly weekend.
After a few minutes of cuddling with me Kris had gotten warm enough for a while. She scampered over to her room to put on something more suitable for the weekend.
I answered a knock at the front door and found Fred, our landlord, delivering heaters on a cart. I found the sight of him in a parka with fuzzy earmuffs to be silly at first until I realized that I should bundle up too.
“Hey Bill, you and the Mrs doing ok?” He smiled, handing me a heater.
“About as well as can be expected, thanks.” I took it, returning his smile with one of my own. The tile floor under my feet felt icy even though my socks. “I think I’ll set this up in the bathroom, I can’t exactly wrap up in a blanket in there.” I laughed, shifting my weight uncomfortably.
“That’s what I’d do kid, beats freezing your tail off. Anyhow I gotta run,” he paused and took a big gulp of hot cocoa out of his thermos. “two more floors to deliver to. Buzz me if ya need me.”
“Sure thing.” I waved politely, and shut the door, running back to the bedroom. I grabbed my tiger slippers Krista had bought me for Christmas and set the heater up in a safe place. At least one room would be warm. I shut the door and practically dove under the covers. Krista giggled, this time it was her turn to warm me up.
“I thought tigers had fur to keep them warm.” She smiled, nuzzling my neck with her lips. Krista thought she was just being cute, but if she kept it up, I’d have no problem staying warm.
“Baby, it’s cold outside.” I replied, meeting her lips with a kiss. “So I was thinking, the best way to keep from freezing this weekend is to stay in bed.”
“Very romantic, you know I love being cozy.” She kissed my cheek, and shuffled down into the comforter.
“I see you’re dressed for the occasion.” I said, enjoying the feel of her fuzzy pink sweater. I later found out the rest of her outfit consisted of fleece lined black tights under her pink lounge pants, and the ankle boot type slippers I’d bought her for our anniversary.
“Mmmhmm... snuggie.” She said, closing her blue eyes. She was being adorable on purpose, and I decided to take it further. Krista began squirming a little, getting even closer as I tickled her side.
“Hahahaha tigerrrrrr....” Krista giggled, then whined, still being cute.
“What’s the matter angel?” I asked, acting innocent as my hand moved to her tummy.
“Tiiiicklessss...” was her reply, followed by more giggles. I felt her feet push gently between my thighs, a move she used on occasion to keep them warm while we cuddled on cold nights.
I decided to change it up a little, my fingertips went from tickling to a soft caress. Slowly, gently I let them drag just above the waistband of her tights. Her giggling melted into a purr. A little teasing would get our temperatures up, and fight off the frigid chill. Krista started doing a little teasing of her own, her ankles flexed and I couldn’t help but let out a gasp.
“Seems like I’m not the only one getting warm, tiger.” Occasionally my angel could be mischievous. And on rare occasions, seductive. The way she lingered on her pet name for me told me this was definitely one of those times. Always knowing just when to stop made it even more intense.
I responded by planting some kisses on her neck. I missed her hair being long, but then again this Gwen Stacy cut made kissing from behind easier. I loved listening to that purr, it was almost as beautiful as her laughter. I only stopped when I felt her legs tugging, trying to pull her feet free from between my thighs. I moved my leg, setting her free to change position.
“Too hot...” Krista whispered, just after she turned over and kissed me. I took this as a cue, and dipped my head below the comforter. I pulled off one slipper then the other. While down there, I decided to have some fun. I quickly tickled both of her arches, the fleece lined tights were incredibly soft, they moved slightly as I tickled her, brushing against her feet.
“Hahahahaha nooohohohohohooo!” Her feet kicked away wildly, it had been a while since Krista had such a ticklish reaction. I saw her briefly rub the bottoms of her feet on her pant legs before popping my head back up.
“Wow that really tickled huh?” I said, giving her a kiss.
“Oh gosh yes! I think it’s the fleece, these are super soft.” Krista replied, kissing me.
“All warm now angel?” I asked.
“Mmmhmm...” She nuzzled my cheek with her lips, snuggling close again. “For now anyway. But...” she paused, undoubtedly worried and for good reason. “It’s going to get really cold tonight, and we have to crawl out of here to eat sometime.”
“I’ve got some ideas. Ever build a fort?”
She raised her eyebrow, then rolled her beautiful blue eyes. “Uh nooo... I’m not a boy.”
“Well I have, and I figure that would be a good way to keep out the cold. But I’ll need some time to work.” I sighed, preparing myself for the next sentence which was going to sound ridiculous. “I’ll need you to go wait in the bathroom.”
“The bathroom?” Instead of the eyebrow, this time I got an ‘I can’t believe you just said that’ laugh.
“It’s know it’s not glamorous, but it’s the only warm place in the apartment.”
Krista let out a sigh of her own, put her slippers back on, grabbed her phone and a pillow, and went into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
“Okay Billy, time to get to work.” I said, and reluctantly threw aside the covers.
The first order of business was to keep as much heat in the back side of the apartment as possible. There were more windows in the living room/kitchen area, creating more of a draft. I grabbed some tacks out of the drawer, my old Penguins throw blanket off the back of the couch, and a hammer. I hated the thought of putting pinholes in it, but desperate times...
I pulled a chair over to use as a ladder, and began hanging the blanket up in the opening of the short hallway. Krista heard the noise and quipped, “Are you actually *building* a fort out there?”
“How’d you guess?” I replied, then hopped down to look at my handiwork. I gave it a little tug to test the security of the tacks. Nothing short of a serious yank was going to pull those out.
The next thing I needed was some building materials. I raided Krista’s room, taking her comforter, and pillows. I stopped to drop them onto my bed, then stripped off her sheets, putting them into a semi folded wad on top of her dresser. Then I began the task of dragging her mattress and box spring into my room. Thankfully it wasn’t far.
I left them propped in the doorway, then started pushing my bed closer to the wall. I pulled my mattress down off the foot of the bed a few inches, then grabbed the couch cushions from the living room. Wedged in between the mattress and the wall, they would be a nice makeshift headboard.
I left just enough space to wedge the mattress in between my bed and the wall, laying it horizontally. The box spring went on the other side, and I pushed my dresser against the back of it, making sure it would stay put.
Once I was satisfied with that, I took her comforter and spread it out over the top. Leaving enough hanging over both sides to keep it in place.
The last step was to grab our summer blankets out of the hall closet and lay them on the bed. I took a brief look at my weather app, and saw the temperature would be really dipping tonight. We’d need them.
The whole thing had taken me about an hour, and constantly moving kept me from noticing the cold. I knocked on the bathroom door to let Krista know everything was ready.
She was laying back in the tub, making herself as comfortable as possible, watching cat videos on her phone.
“You deluxe accommodations at Fort Billy await my lady.” I said, bowing like a prince.
“Fort Billy huh?” She asked, giggling a little.
“I built it, my name goes on it. You’ll pardon me if I didn’t have time to run up the flag.”
I took Krista’s hand, and helped her up. She stepped out of the tub with a little hop, then followed me into the bedroom. “Ta da!” I exclaimed.
“I love it!” Krista said. She took off her slippers and climbed in. I climbed in after her, giving her feet a quick tickle through her soft tights. “Hahahahahaha oh no, it’s the tickle monster!”
I growled, and ticked her again. “Not even the fort can keep you safe.”
“Hahahaheheheheha! Time out!” Krista giggled. “This is fun, but I’m hungry.”
I turned to look at the clock, it was nearly 11 am, way past breakfast. “And what would milady like for breakfast?”
“Something quick and easy, toasty tarts and coffee?”
“Coming right up.”
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TMF Together 2019 [emoji486]
I will say there’s far worse fates than being stuck inside with the girl of my dreams. I’m not going to lie and say everything is perfect. We’ve had our fights like any other couple, mostly because I push things too far. I can’t help but think she’s cute when she’s mad. Still, there’s nobody I’d rather be with, and this has given us a little preview of what marriage would be like, and I’m very cool with that. We both are.
One thing we’ve come to understand is with every relationship no matter how crazy in love you are sometimes things are beyond your control. Krista and I were looking forward to a weekend together. But a little problem led to a big change in plans.
I woke up Friday morning with Krista snuggling up to me under the covers. “Hey Tiger, share your blanket with me?”
“Not that I’m complaining, but what’s the occasion?” I asked, turning over, putting my arms around her.
“It’s freezing in here, I think the heat went out.” Krista snuggled closer, being a California girl she hated the cold.
I reached out for my phone to call the landlord, it felt like I was sticking my arm in the fridge. “Man... it is cold in here. I wonder what’s up.” A quick phone call confirmed my suspicions, the building’s furnace went kaput and a new one wouldn’t be installed until Monday morning. Thankfully he would be supplying every apartment with a portable heaters, but it was still going to be a chilly weekend.
After a few minutes of cuddling with me Kris had gotten warm enough for a while. She scampered over to her room to put on something more suitable for the weekend.
I answered a knock at the front door and found Fred, our landlord, delivering heaters on a cart. I found the sight of him in a parka with fuzzy earmuffs to be silly at first until I realized that I should bundle up too.
“Hey Bill, you and the Mrs doing ok?” He smiled, handing me a heater.
“About as well as can be expected, thanks.” I took it, returning his smile with one of my own. The tile floor under my feet felt icy even though my socks. “I think I’ll set this up in the bathroom, I can’t exactly wrap up in a blanket in there.” I laughed, shifting my weight uncomfortably.
“That’s what I’d do kid, beats freezing your tail off. Anyhow I gotta run,” he paused and took a big gulp of hot cocoa out of his thermos. “two more floors to deliver to. Buzz me if ya need me.”
“Sure thing.” I waved politely, and shut the door, running back to the bedroom. I grabbed my tiger slippers Krista had bought me for Christmas and set the heater up in a safe place. At least one room would be warm. I shut the door and practically dove under the covers. Krista giggled, this time it was her turn to warm me up.
“I thought tigers had fur to keep them warm.” She smiled, nuzzling my neck with her lips. Krista thought she was just being cute, but if she kept it up, I’d have no problem staying warm.
“Baby, it’s cold outside.” I replied, meeting her lips with a kiss. “So I was thinking, the best way to keep from freezing this weekend is to stay in bed.”
“Very romantic, you know I love being cozy.” She kissed my cheek, and shuffled down into the comforter.
“I see you’re dressed for the occasion.” I said, enjoying the feel of her fuzzy pink sweater. I later found out the rest of her outfit consisted of fleece lined black tights under her pink lounge pants, and the ankle boot type slippers I’d bought her for our anniversary.
“Mmmhmm... snuggie.” She said, closing her blue eyes. She was being adorable on purpose, and I decided to take it further. Krista began squirming a little, getting even closer as I tickled her side.
“Hahahaha tigerrrrrr....” Krista giggled, then whined, still being cute.
“What’s the matter angel?” I asked, acting innocent as my hand moved to her tummy.
“Tiiiicklessss...” was her reply, followed by more giggles. I felt her feet push gently between my thighs, a move she used on occasion to keep them warm while we cuddled on cold nights.
I decided to change it up a little, my fingertips went from tickling to a soft caress. Slowly, gently I let them drag just above the waistband of her tights. Her giggling melted into a purr. A little teasing would get our temperatures up, and fight off the frigid chill. Krista started doing a little teasing of her own, her ankles flexed and I couldn’t help but let out a gasp.
“Seems like I’m not the only one getting warm, tiger.” Occasionally my angel could be mischievous. And on rare occasions, seductive. The way she lingered on her pet name for me told me this was definitely one of those times. Always knowing just when to stop made it even more intense.
I responded by planting some kisses on her neck. I missed her hair being long, but then again this Gwen Stacy cut made kissing from behind easier. I loved listening to that purr, it was almost as beautiful as her laughter. I only stopped when I felt her legs tugging, trying to pull her feet free from between my thighs. I moved my leg, setting her free to change position.
“Too hot...” Krista whispered, just after she turned over and kissed me. I took this as a cue, and dipped my head below the comforter. I pulled off one slipper then the other. While down there, I decided to have some fun. I quickly tickled both of her arches, the fleece lined tights were incredibly soft, they moved slightly as I tickled her, brushing against her feet.
“Hahahahaha nooohohohohohooo!” Her feet kicked away wildly, it had been a while since Krista had such a ticklish reaction. I saw her briefly rub the bottoms of her feet on her pant legs before popping my head back up.
“Wow that really tickled huh?” I said, giving her a kiss.
“Oh gosh yes! I think it’s the fleece, these are super soft.” Krista replied, kissing me.
“All warm now angel?” I asked.
“Mmmhmm...” She nuzzled my cheek with her lips, snuggling close again. “For now anyway. But...” she paused, undoubtedly worried and for good reason. “It’s going to get really cold tonight, and we have to crawl out of here to eat sometime.”
“I’ve got some ideas. Ever build a fort?”
She raised her eyebrow, then rolled her beautiful blue eyes. “Uh nooo... I’m not a boy.”
“Well I have, and I figure that would be a good way to keep out the cold. But I’ll need some time to work.” I sighed, preparing myself for the next sentence which was going to sound ridiculous. “I’ll need you to go wait in the bathroom.”
“The bathroom?” Instead of the eyebrow, this time I got an ‘I can’t believe you just said that’ laugh.
“It’s know it’s not glamorous, but it’s the only warm place in the apartment.”
Krista let out a sigh of her own, put her slippers back on, grabbed her phone and a pillow, and went into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her.
“Okay Billy, time to get to work.” I said, and reluctantly threw aside the covers.
The first order of business was to keep as much heat in the back side of the apartment as possible. There were more windows in the living room/kitchen area, creating more of a draft. I grabbed some tacks out of the drawer, my old Penguins throw blanket off the back of the couch, and a hammer. I hated the thought of putting pinholes in it, but desperate times...
I pulled a chair over to use as a ladder, and began hanging the blanket up in the opening of the short hallway. Krista heard the noise and quipped, “Are you actually *building* a fort out there?”
“How’d you guess?” I replied, then hopped down to look at my handiwork. I gave it a little tug to test the security of the tacks. Nothing short of a serious yank was going to pull those out.
The next thing I needed was some building materials. I raided Krista’s room, taking her comforter, and pillows. I stopped to drop them onto my bed, then stripped off her sheets, putting them into a semi folded wad on top of her dresser. Then I began the task of dragging her mattress and box spring into my room. Thankfully it wasn’t far.
I left them propped in the doorway, then started pushing my bed closer to the wall. I pulled my mattress down off the foot of the bed a few inches, then grabbed the couch cushions from the living room. Wedged in between the mattress and the wall, they would be a nice makeshift headboard.
I left just enough space to wedge the mattress in between my bed and the wall, laying it horizontally. The box spring went on the other side, and I pushed my dresser against the back of it, making sure it would stay put.
Once I was satisfied with that, I took her comforter and spread it out over the top. Leaving enough hanging over both sides to keep it in place.
The last step was to grab our summer blankets out of the hall closet and lay them on the bed. I took a brief look at my weather app, and saw the temperature would be really dipping tonight. We’d need them.
The whole thing had taken me about an hour, and constantly moving kept me from noticing the cold. I knocked on the bathroom door to let Krista know everything was ready.
She was laying back in the tub, making herself as comfortable as possible, watching cat videos on her phone.
“You deluxe accommodations at Fort Billy await my lady.” I said, bowing like a prince.
“Fort Billy huh?” She asked, giggling a little.
“I built it, my name goes on it. You’ll pardon me if I didn’t have time to run up the flag.”
I took Krista’s hand, and helped her up. She stepped out of the tub with a little hop, then followed me into the bedroom. “Ta da!” I exclaimed.
“I love it!” Krista said. She took off her slippers and climbed in. I climbed in after her, giving her feet a quick tickle through her soft tights. “Hahahahahaha oh no, it’s the tickle monster!”
I growled, and ticked her again. “Not even the fort can keep you safe.”
“Hahahaheheheheha! Time out!” Krista giggled. “This is fun, but I’m hungry.”
I turned to look at the clock, it was nearly 11 am, way past breakfast. “And what would milady like for breakfast?”
“Something quick and easy, toasty tarts and coffee?”
“Coming right up.”
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TMF Together 2019 [emoji486]
This is a fine series. 
