Joanne awoke with a start to the sound of a semi trucks honking horn, glancing at the bedside clock, it displayed 6:15
She flopped back down and pulled the plain white comforter over her head.
2 minutes passed...
"Urgh.... I'm up now!" she grumbled, as she whipped the sheets off and swung her long shapely legs over the side of the bed and sat up. Joanne yawned while scratching her head, ruffling up her long blonde hair, she stood up and made her way to the bathroom and closed the door.
Turning around towards the tub and shower, she saw her dress pants hanging on the shower curtain rod and her mind instantly flashed to the previous night's adventure. Joanne felt the slightest twinge in her vagina as memories of her fingers, 3 knuckles deep, rushed into her mind. She reached up and tossed the muddy and cum stained pants into the sink, pulled the curtain across, reached down and turned the water on.
30 minutes later Joanne emerged from the bathroom with her hair blow dried and tied up in a loose messy ponytail, and her make up done subtly. She pulled the black lace bra and thong out of the drawer and first pulled the thong on, adjusting it just so, then hooked her bra up, pulled it around and flipped it up over her large D'Cups.
Retrieving her slim, tight fitting skinny jeans, and red stretchy lycra top, she sat down on the edge of the bed and first pulled her jeans up each leg then stood and wrestled the zipper and button closed, then pulled the red top over her head and then walked over to her shoes and slid her bare feet into the 3" stiletto heel pumps. Grabbing her purse, Joanne set off across the parking lot towards the diner.
Joanne opened the door and walked in to the sound of a small door chime. Her heels clicking loudly as she strutted across the floor and up to the counter and sat down.
"Good morning May" Joanne cheerfully said as she sat down.
"Good morning. Can I get you anything dear?" May replied.
"Just a cup of coffee and a blueberry muffin, please and thank you May." Joanne said. May came over with a mug and the pot of hot coffee, placed the mug down in front of Joanne and filled the mug up, then returned the pot to the coffee maker and brought the muffin.
"I see someone was gone for a few hours last evening." May said inquisitively. Joanne could feel the warmth of her blood fill her face as she blushed.
"Yeah I went for a little drive last night just to see what I could see. Very beautiful area here." Joanne responded. Just then a few patrons came in and May went out to serve them.
"Perfect timing... I can sneak out of here and head off and check that spot out." she thought to herself.
Joanne left a $10 bill under the mug and quietly slipped out. She quickly made her way across the parking area to her car parked beside her cottage, tossed her purse in and slipped into her seat, and was quickly off toward her destination.
Fifteen short minutes later Joanne was rolling up to the very pathway she was stuck in just weeks earlier. Dried muddy wheel tracks still marked the road from that night. Joanne pulled in and stopped well short of where she got into trouble the last time. She was not having a repeat of the night before. Joanne exited her BMW and carefully walked in. It was still just as muddy as that night, and her heels started to sink in easily as she continued to walk into the field. This spot was a bit different than the west side. The west side was a lush green grass meadow type of thing, however the east side was basically just a farm field with no crops growing in it.. just 8 to 10 inch tall pasture type grass. It was extremely muddy and only appeared to get worse the further she walked.
"There is no way I'm coming in here.
It's no wonder I got as stuck as I did and so quickly... this is in horrible condition." she said out loud, then thought....
"I wonder if there is another pathway over here that I missed." Joanne slipped and sunk her heels as she slowly made her way back to her car.
She stopped to check her shoes before getting in. They were well coated in muddy soil and the heels had clumps actually stuck to them.
"Dam, it's muddy here." she complained as she scooped up a rag she kept beside her seat and proceeded to wipe her heels off as best as she could.
Joanne got back in the car and reversed back out onto the road, turning to face the washed out bridge and slowly coasted along, scanning the road side for another pathway. Sure enough. there was another one located on the opposite side of the road about halfway to the barricade.
It was very overgrown with tall weeds right by the road, so anyone could miss it totally if they weren't looking right at it. From what Joanne could see, it looked to be in decent condition so she opted to just drive in without getting out to check. The pathway went in about 25' then gently turned to the right slightly and the dirt and gravel gave way to lush green grass about 6" long. It looked very much like the beautiful spot on the west side. Joanne guided her car off into the grass and turned to her left to turn around. As she did this her steering wheel went loose and sluggish in her hands and immediately knew she had driven into a bad spot.
"Oh no....no no....no!" she said instantly becoming nervous and scared. She hit the brakes and stopped.
Joanne swung her door open and looked out. Everything appeared normal.
She unbuckled her seat belt and got out. Looking at her back tire, she noticed nothing.. It looked fine. Then her attention turned to the front tire. It had locked when she hit the brakes but had only skidded on the damp grass.
"This doesn't look bad.." Joanne said as she made her way around the back of the car to the passenger's side. This side was much worse. Her front tire had sunk and dug down a couple inches and she could see mud pushed up in front of it. The back tire had just started to spin when she let off and hit the brakes.
There was a shiny moist band of mud 3/4s of the way around the tire and almost up to the rim.
