I noticed that David was a bit drowsing off on the wheel. It was to be expected as we had driven for about twelve hours and we still had three to go, in the pitch dark night.
I was grateful of him to have taken me outstate for our vacation week, but the long car trip was really not that fun during a heatwave. The vacation in themselves had been fun, we tried to play touristy but most of our time we spent it in the condo he rented, either in the pool or in the bed. I would almost feel guilty but spending quality time with my boyfriend couldn't possibly be a waste.
"There's a gas station in a couple miles, we should stop here," I told David.
"Uhm? We're almost home, are you sure?" Even his voice was out of focus.
"You know, driving while tired is as dangerous as drunk driving," I said, trying to avoid the PSA tone but failing to do so.
His eyes tilted in surprise in my direction for half a second, he had a light chuckle. "Well, you're not wrong, I could use a nap, unless you want to take the wheel?"
"You know driving in the highway makes me nervous," I answered in embarrassment.
So late at night there wasn't much people parked, a couple trucks and one or two cars. David parked far away enough from the 7/11 to avoid the bright light. He took his phone out and set up an alarm.
"Alright, we're going back in thirty minutes," he said.
"Do you want me to grab you something?" I said while pointing at the 7/11.
"Oh, uh, I'd rather have a good nap right now, if you go can you wait twenty minutes before coming back?" He asked with a bit of sorry smile. "And get me an energy drink?"
"Wow, abandoning me on the side of the road, I guess this pet isn't bringing you anymore fun," I sighed dramatically.
David burst out laughing. "You're dumb, I love you." He pulled out his wallet and handed me twenty dollars. "Get yourself a nice treat, alright?"
I thanked him with a kiss, David got a hand to my cheek to pull me just a little tighter. I let mine get to his chest, playing with the first button of his shirt. "Shh, not now baby," he told me softly. He was right, I shouldn't exhaust him further, but the parking lot was so dark I couldn't help but fantasize about sucking his cock right here. Maybe after his nap. I apologized and gave him a last peck on the cheek before leaving the car.
The raw neon light of the shop made me realize how too estival my clothes were. It was killingly hot when we left the condo so I put on some jeans shorts and a tank top to be able to breath in the car, but now I was nervously pulling down the short, fully aware just a couple steps were enough to make it move up again and reveal a little third of my ass.
I was getting myself an Arizona can when the door of the 7/11 opened for two massive guys. I assumed they must be truckers, I tried to not pay any attention to them while keeping on my shopping but I couldn't help being nervous. The main problem with my shorts weren't so much the scandalous cut but on my skinny body and my overall feminine allure, it might as well have fag embroidered across the ass. I quickly grabbed a tuna and egg sandwich for David and sped the pace to the counter.
One of the guy was just behind me, he wasn't that taller than me but had a thick built that made him more imposing. He slammed the beer he was taking on the counter before I could put my own stuff.
"The little guy was here before you Bruce," the old cashier said sounding exhausted.
"The little guy should have been quicker," Bruce said in a voice so deep it sent chills down my spine.
"It's fine I don't mind," I said as my throat tightened in anxiety.
The other guy offered me a smile which surprised me. To be fair he didn't look as harsh, he had a rounder face and body, his features were softened by a friendly beard.