The rain was getting worse. I was driving down the highway, doing a cautious 40, when I saw hazard lights on the side of the road. Usually, I wouldn't care, but with the storm reports I'd been hearing on the radio, I decided to stop and see if they needed any help.
I pulled over, and walked to the side of the stranded motorist. I knocked on the window and shouted over the storm, "ARE YOU OK?"
The driver got out and yelled back, "MY CAR BROKE DOWN!" Obviously. "NEED A LIFT?" She smiled, revealing perfect teeth, and followed me to my car. Once we'd started again, I found out that her name was Rose, and she was driving home from a family members house. "Where do you live?" I asked. "Too far, Josh," she replied, "just go ahead drop me off at a motel"
It must have been the storm, because normally I would have just said, ok, but I didn't. Maybe it was this woman, her long black hair, soaked, and her beautiful face. That could be it...or it could be her white blouse clinging to her erect nipples. "No, I wont drop you off at a motel, sorry," she looked at me with surprise, "you're staying with me." She smiled and thanked me profusely. "No problem," was my only reply.
I turned off at my exit, and drove to my home, a modest 2 bedroom located in an upper-class suburb. "The bathroom's down the hall, to the left, there's a clean towel in the closet, go ahead and take a shower, and I'll put your clothes in the dryer." "Ok, thanks," she smiled.
When I heard the water running, I couldn't help but picture this beautiful woman, taking of her clothes and stepping into the shower; the water spilling from her nose onto her firm, well proportioned breasts, then down her stomach to her...No! I can't do that anymore..I felt myself twitching. I put her clothes in the dryer, and started my special dinner, a masterpiece in it's own right: spaghetti!
Suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder, she laughed when I jumped. I turned around to find her fabulous body barely covered by a towel.
"Uh umm..ahem..I made dinner..I hope you like..." I barely managed to stammer, being, I guess you can say, distracted. "Looks great," she smiled. I smiled back, but she didn't see it, the power went out at the exact moment. " California Power Crisis, gotta love it," we both laughed as I stumbled around, looking for a candle, for one, brief moment, may and brushed against her breast, sending a shiver down my spine. When I finally lit one, I told her to have a seat, and then poured us each a glass of wine, and served my masterpiece. I never though spaghetti could be sexy, but the way her cheeks were pulled in when she sucked a stray strand into her mouth made me twitch a little bit more.