This story is written in 2nd & 3rd person format.
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It's 5am and you're on your way to work. It's a fresh morning with a heavy mist and visibility is quite poor, so you drive with caution.
As you are driving you think you see a car parked by the curb and as you carefully drive past, you notice a woman with the hood of the car open looking dismayed.
As you are early, you pull over to see if you can help?
After a quick look at her car, it becomes obvious that she has actually run out of gas, but the nearest gas station is 10 miles away, so you offer to give her a lift as it's on your way.
She's eager to accept, especially as it's early hours and the weather is damp and foggy.
She has little in the way of possessions on her, just a small hand bag for her essentials and nothing much else...So you offer her your jacket to keep her warm, trying to avert your eyes from her erect nipples poking through her T shirt, where she is obviously feeling the cold.
As you help her into your truck, you can't help notice how cute her ass looks is in her tight jeans and your mind starts to wonder, imagining what type of panties she is wearing, if she's wearing any at all, as there was no vpl to be seen.
Trying to shake your head of such thoughts, you offer her a drink of coffee from your flask, she shyly accepts and cradles the cup in her hands as if trying to keep herself warm.
As you set back on the road again, you pass the time with small talk, as you ask her name and where she is heading etc.
She tells you her name is Julliet, but is called jules for short and that she was heading to the next town to get away from her abusive boyfriend...As she left in such a hurry, she didn't have time to grab any belongings and didn't think to check the fuel, she just wanted to get away as quickly as she could, before he got home, as she could tell he was rearing for a fight!
You listened with compassion as she told you her story, one of unhappiness and abuse for several years and noticed she was trying to fight back the tears of the pain she felt inside.
As you arrived at the gas station, she takes the opportunity to use the restroom to freshen up, whilst you fill up your truck with gas and a jerry can too, which you had in the back of the truck, to get Jules' car back on the road again.
By this time, the mist was starting to clear and the warmth of the sun was starting to break through.
You grabbed some snacks and a couple of drinks and took them back to the truck...You called into work to say you would be starting later, which was okay as fortunately on this day, you had cover.
As Jules appeared from the restroom, you noticed she had freshened up her makeup, had put her hair in a bun and seemed to have a 'glow' about her, that wasn't there before.
She got into your truck and offered to pay for the gas, but you refused as you'd used the companies account for the extra, which would go unnoticed.
You hand her a drink and tell her to help herself to any snacks she may want, not knowing the last time she may have had something to eat?
As neither of you were pushed for time, you park round the back in the parking lot and chat for a while, sharing the snacks and drinks you had bought...You manage to make her laugh and momentarily forget the sad situation she had been running from.
What happened next, took you by surprise...As you leant over to grab your jacket which was on the seat next to her, she kissed you.
She apologised, blushing, as she mistook what you was doing, but you wasn't about to miss this opportunity, as you kissed her in return.
You could feel the passion between you, a yearning need for each other, where did this suddenly come from?
You stop for a moment and look into her eyes, checking to see that she was okay, she smiled kissed you again, then took your hand and placed it on her breast.
As your hands started to explore each others bodies, it didn't seem to matter that you had only just met.
Fortunately you had parked in a secluded spot and it wasn't too busy at this hour of the morning, so you were able to do as you pleased without being overlooked.