Alex and Kari's Road Trip
This story takes place a few years back when it was easier to get around. You never worried about the freaks roaming or psychos off their meds. It was a time when a young person could hitchhike across country, meet new people, see places that they never knew existed and yet they were always part of the fabric that made America great. When you start off on hitchhiking you bring just what you need and nothing of really true value. If you lose it, it wasn't a great loss.
Alex loved seeing new places, and had a case of wanderlust most of his life. He could never be satisfied in one town or another. So Alex decided today was the day to see the country. He had enough money in the bank to pretty much walk to one end and back. He loaded the belongings that he wanted in a big duffle bag. You know the ones you find at the surplus stores, canvas and beaten up, but still not one hole in it. Well he packs everything he needs to start his trek across the whole of the USA. He is leaving San Diego and headed to Maine, he's gonna stop where he wants and stay for however long he feels, until the need to move on grips his soul. Alex swings his duffle over a shoulder and heads out for the great adventure ahead of him.
Alex is a fairly big guy, played football in high school, got recruited by UCLA and got a knee injury his first year there. He decided to stay and get his degree even though he won't be able to play ball collegiately or professionally ever again. His injury was nothing to stop him being on it, just could risk another injury. Alex is a 23 year old man, with strong wide shoulders, he has brown hair, hazel eyes, and big strong hands. He stands a tall 6'5".
Alex's been walking for a couple of hours, it was nice to start seeing the big city start to disappear behind him. It was a very warm day about 83 and getting warmer as he heads away from the Pacific ocean. The cooling breezes are choked off now by the city and outlying hills. He decides it time to start hitching for a ride. He goes to the nearest on-ramp for highway 10, which runs along the southern border states.
Well it not long before he is picked up by a woman heading back from vacationing in southern California. Introductions take place, the woman's name is Kari, she is about in her mid forties, a very good looking, very well proportioned, and is about 5'6" tall, he guessed because she is sitting behind the wheel of the sports car. Alex notices the side arm she carries, which takes away curiosity of how a nice looking lady would stop and pick up a man by herself.
Kari asks Alex where he's headed. He simply says, wherever life may take me. She invites him in and they shake hands.
He gets in the car and the adventure awaits. He tells his story of wanting to travel and experience the world. He has no significant other in his life right now and thinks it's time to find out what the world can offer.
Kari is heading back after the vacation and decided that having the young stud around could be comforting and at the same time be pretty nice for any physical needs. Such as a flat tire or something like that, not that she needs him but that way you don't have to do it. Having a travel companion through most of her trip home isn't a bad idea. She asks "Alex so where is your first stop, do you have a particular destination in mind?"
He says "Forward and to new places, that's all I'm looking for."
Kari's POV.
So while driving Alex says for a thank you for the ride he will pick up the tab for the food if you're willing let him. You think just for a moment and realize it has been hours since you stopped and ate. "Sure," you say, "why not." You see a truck stop ahead and head off the highway towards it.
You pull in the truck stop. It's about 1 p.m. and it's hot, damn hot. The heat hits you like a bag of bricks, within a few minutes a little shine appears on his forehead and yours also. Once inside, the A.C. is cranked up and it feels like about a 30 degree drop in the mercury. In seconds your nipples perk right up and are just screaming to be warm again. You look at Alex and all he is doing is staring at your tits. At first you want to direct his eyes upward but a split second later you notice you really like his admiration. So you just let him stare away without making a sound.
Your host comes up to seat you and she asks how many? You have to break Alex out of his trance, you lightly elbow him and say to the hostess, "Two please". The hostess cracks a knowing smile and turns to seat you. Alex is all red, he knows he just was busted staring at the big nipples, you glance down and see he is semi erect, and bigger than you were expecting. You have a hard time not staring, you look up and see Alex looking at you and he is even redder now. The tension was just kicked up a notch, you are both red now. The hostess picks a booth up against the far wall. The place isn't packed but it's fairly busy. Where you are seated the nearest table occupied is about 12 feet away and they are almost done and ready to leave. Your server comes up and introduces herself and asks you both if you want anything to drink. Alex defers to you and you order a Sprite and he orders an Arnold Palmer. She leaves the menus and tells you she'll be right back. You start the conversation.
"So Alex where do you want to end up tonight?"
He gets a big grin on his face and starts getting red again, and it dawns on you that what you said and what you meant were two different meanings. He stutters a second and says.
"Well, I didn't have any real spot picked out, just kinda let fate take me where she wants to lead me. Today she led me to you, she was kind to me today." He gets even a little shy and looks away. You are finding his shyness sweet but even a bigger turn on.
The server brings your drinks, and asks if you are ready to order. You both order a club sandwich with chips. She takes the menus and says about 15 minutes or so. She smiles and leaves. You kinda slide a little closer to Alex and ask what's the matter.
He says, "I've always been shy around women, I can talk to them but if the tension starts to build up, I clam right up."
"Really" you reply, "you're what, in your early 20's you're a big stout guy, and you're handsome to boot, why would you have anything to be shy about."