I entered the I-15 freeway northbound and took the speed up to 75 MPH. In a few minutes, in the rearview mirror, I saw the city of Las Vegas receding. It had been a good few days, I had come out of Vegas 5,000 dollars richer and was now heading for home. With the cruise control, I pegged the needle right at 75 and cruised northward.
A few hours later, the weather had changed dramatically. From Vegas sun to thick clouds over Utah. A few snowflakes started to drift down, and in 5 minutes, it had turned into a wicked snowstorm. Running low on gas, and looking for a motel, I saw the Conoco sign up ahead and decided to get some gas, at least. Taking the off-ramp, I followed the access road to the station and rolled up to the pumps. Filling up the tank, I dashed into the station. It was a combination convenience store and full-service garage, with a 3-bay garage attached. I picked up a 7UP from the cooler and took it to the clerk. She was nice and shapely, her name tag said Carla, she had long, wavy red hair, jade green eyes, full red lips, a scoop necked blouse that gave me a good look at her generous cleavage, she must have been at least a 38D. I stared a bit too long, when I met her eyes, she smiled.
"38DD, and all-natural, too!" she giggled.
I gave a nervous laugh, and replied, "Sorry about that!"
"Oh, no need to apologize," she replied, "I'll start to get nervous when good-looking men like yourself don't want to look anymore!"
She continued, "The snow is really coming down, I-15 has been closed two miles north of us. If you need a place to stay, the nearest motel is 10 miles south of here. Better get there fast, when it snows like this, they fill up quickly!"
As I resigned myself to heading back, she replied, "But, I have an alternative. In that back room over there, there is a combination lunch room and sleeping quarters. The manager installed that, for when we get snowbound, I've been snowbound twice, and it's very comfortable, and no shortage of things to eat. If you'd like to stay here, you could help me with a big problem."
Picking up on the sexual current starting to flow, I leaned in and said, "What can I help you with?"
She replied, "When I'm snowbound, it gets lonely, and I get very horny! My fingers and my dildo help a bit, but I need more than just the temporary relief of masturbation, I need a handsome gentleman's cock! I need fucking and sucking, and I'm starting to feel the need! My panties are starting to cream up for your cock!" Batting her eyelashes at me, she said, "Think a handsome, attractive gent like yourself can help me, baby?"
I could feel my cock stiffening rapidly, and replied, "Carla sweetie, I'll be glad to help you out! By the way, my name's Terry!"
Her eyes bright, she exclaimed, "Wonderful! Now, Terry, you go out and park your car in the garage, and then come back in here. Turn out the lights, lock up, and flip over the open sign to close. Judging by the way the snow is falling, I doubt whether there will be anyone else coming along, but let's make sure we are not rudely interrupted! Go through that door over there, and I'll be waiting for you!"
She came out from behind the counter. She was wearing a knee-length skirt and sexy black stockings. At the door, she cocked her sexy ass at me and smiled.
"Don't be long," she cooed.
I leaned into the garage and pressed the Open Door button. The door started to rumble upwards, and I dashed outside. Visibility was down to maybe a quarter mile at most. I carefully guided my car into the garage bay and parked next to her Ford sedan. Cutting the engine, I pressed the Close Door button and watched until the door had thumped home into a grooved slot, cutting off the snow that had started to drift in. Back in the store section, I turned off the station sign, watching it go dark. Though it was only a little past 2 PM, the thick clouds and heavy snow gave the day a twilight gloom. I clicked off the store lights, made sure the doors were locked, and flipped the sign over to close.
"Come on back here, Terry honey," Carla called, "My pussy is all hot and juicy, just for you!"
I entered and saw the room. Carla had lit two candles, and by the candlelight, I could see a small kitchen area, with a fridge and microwave, and a small living room area, with a TV on a stand, a love seat, and a double bed. The area was about the size of a bachelor pad-style apartment, nice and cozy. Carla was curled up on the bed, her body covered with a quilt.
"OK baby, strip down, I'm oh so horny!" Carla cooed.
I pulled off my shirt, and let my pants drop to my ankles. My cock was rock hard, tenting up the front of my zebra-striped bikini-style briefs.
"Um, nice, yes" Carla murmured.
I pushed my briefs down, and my erect cock swung free.
"Oh yes, very nice", Carla cooed.
She sat up and pushed the blanket away, she was wearing a black garter belt that matched her black stockings and see-through black crotchless panties. With delight, I saw the pelt of red hair covering her pubic area. My cock got even harder, knowing she was a natural redhead.
"Come bring that nice hard cock over here, come give Carla what she needs!" she whispered.
