Whew! That was a close one! Arms gripping the tree Chel wiggles her board around the base of the trunk. The powder is piled up high around her legs almost to her knees. It is the first decent day of snow Colorado had all winter. The mountain is packed but within the trees is her territory. Well… Chel’s and every other experienced boarders anyway. So far during her morning runs she has only run into a few and they have already taken off to go play on the new quarter pipe and rails the resort put in. As far as she can tell this small stretch of Aspen, Pine, and the occasional boulder were hers for the moment.
Chel readjusts her beanie and once again scolds herself for not buying a damn helmet. Spent all her money on a rocker board and a new pair of snow pants. Although she had to admit along with keeping her super warm the pants made her ass look amazing.
Board unstuck Chel fixes her snow goggles on her nose and slides out of the tress onto the much abused trail. Worn dow to little more than dust-on-crust Chel drifts over to a section of powder roped off under a stretch of the gondola. Picking up speed she shreds through the fresh pow, only looking up just in time to see a boarder in a Slednecks jacket fall off the lift and crater into a snowbank.
Normally she would laugh her ass off and continue on but this part of the mountain was out of bounds and deserted. Carving her way over to the hole Chel pops down on both knees, unclips her board and prods the guy in the back. He groans, from embarrassment or pain Chel cannot tell, but she positions herself better and grabs his arm. Getting the hint he lifts his head up and pushes himself to a kneeling position.
Unable to control herself Chel lets out a burst of laughter at his snow covered face and hair. He chuffs at her amusement and shakes his head like a dog in an attempt to clean off.
“Are you ok man? That looked pretty rough,”
Chel asks, still fighting to hide her grin.
“Yea I’m good, ego took a bit of a beating but physically alright.”
Chel leans over to grab his beanie before standing up and offering it back to him.
“Don’t worry, I think it’s just me out here, no one else saw anything. I’m Chel by the way.” Offering out a gloved hand Chel looks him in the face taking in his striking ice-blue eyes.
“Good deal, names Oscar. Glad I got the chance to drop in and meet you.”
Unclipping his board he takes the hand to pull himself up. Now face to face he winks out of respect for his cheesy joke. Chel giggles and tries to pull her hand back, Oscar holds on for a moment longer despite her pulling. It seems he is slowly taking her in and likes what he sees. Chel blushes and drops her eyes from his, only for them to fall on the slight bulge in his snow pants. Realizing she is staring she turns an even deeper crimson and starts to make her way back to her board. The crunch of snow and a pulling on her jacket stop her.
“Well hey wait! Thanks for coming to check on me and stuff,”
Oscar says turning her around to face him.
“Is there anything I can do for you?” he adds with a grin.
Chel can’t help but smile back, damn he is hot and to make even a little bulge in his snow pants he must be equipped too.
“Uh no, I’m set…