I was doing some business over the road in the Northwest. I use to be in the business of computers. Being from the Southeast I was just not use to this sort of weather. It was a dangerous night to be on the road and I was returning home. I had to get to the Airport to catch a flight back home. I was driving a rental car. The snow was coming down heavy on the road and I just knew in my mind my flight had been cancelled, so I decided to take my time and be careful. Just as that thought crossed my mind my car slid into a ditch. I got out and and slipped and twisted my foot. I fell straight down in the ditch. I just laid there in the middle of nowhere. I hit the ground so hard my face went flat down in the snow. My nose was busted and bleeding, my foot was twisted and hurting, and I felt a bit dizzy from the accident. I thought I was going to either freeze to death or lay there for days. I saw some lights above the ditch and a heavyset man was calling out "is anyone there?" I yelled out"help me please" The man helped into his semi-truck and he took me to the nearest town to a hospital. The truck driver helped me into the hospital, he said he had to go make a quick drop and then he would return to see how I was doing. The doctor told me all I did was twist my ankle and I would be all right. So I returned to the waiting room and the truck driver returned to check on me. I thanked him for helping me out and he went on his way.
I called a taxicab from the pay phone. I thought about calling the rental car place and the Airport, but I realized I left all the info in the car. So I decided to get to a hotel and then do all that. So the cab arrived and I asked the driver to take me to a hotel. So the cab pulled into an independent hotel. After I paid the driver, he pulled away slowly. I walked over to the front desk and rung the bell. It was one of those outside windows, I stood there with only a heavy coat on. As I waited for the front desk person I looked at my watch and noticed it was 11:00pm, which reminded me that I missed my flight. And I realized I left all my baggage in my car.
A very beautiful Indian Lady came to the front desk window. She was about 5'9" with long black hair that went all the way down her back. She was very dark skinned. She had beautiful red ruby lips that caressed a smile of an angel. She looked to be in her late 40ās. She asked with a very soft voice "Can I help you sir?" I stuttered back "um yes, I need to get a single room for the night" She then informed me that all her rooms were rented out. I asked her if there was anymore hotels around, then she replied that this was the only one and the next hotel was atleast an hour away. I then replied back well thanks anyway I will have to call a cab again. She then informed me that all the roads were closed because of the weather. My heart sunk and my insides were turned inside and out. So I walked away from the window and sat down on the outside bench as I lit up a smoke. I just couldnāt believe it, I was cold and tired from the trip. All my muscles were tense and I was a bit pissed off. For one I should have had sense to tell the cab to wait and they should have had a āNo Vacancyā sign lit up.
A few minutes pasted and the Indian lady opened here office door and told me to come here. So I walked up to her and she put her head down. She then said she was sorry about my situation, she then invited me in out of the cold. So I excepted. She told me to have a seat on her couch and she would return with some hot chocolate. She returned with two mugs of hot chocolate. We told eachother our names. Her name was Chanchala. She informed me that the roads would be closed for two days maybe and that her rooms would be full until the roads are clear. So I put my head down in my hands and said"i donāt know what I am to do". She rested her soft dark hand upon my shoulder and said that I could stay in her place. I looked at her and said "really?thanks " I then commented to her"well what about your family or your husband?" She then replied that her husband was in India on business and that she was the only one that ran the place.
We walked out of her office through a door that led to her somewhat place of living. It was a huge room sort of a studio. There was a huge king size bed, a small kitchen, a love seat and chairs, a Jacuzzi/shower, and sink and toilet separated from a wall. She said I could take a bath, while she did her paper work in her office. She had to go in the other room because the bath didnāt have a curtain nor did it have a door. So if I showered or took a bath in there while she was in the room, then she could see me. So I took my clothes off and as the water was running in the Jacuzzi. I added some bubbles bath liquid in it. Chanchala entered the room and I saw her and jumped. She laughed out loud and said in her broken English voice"don't worry I have seen naked man before. Chanchala then mentioned that she was going to join me in the big Jacuzzi. So she slipped off her robe and my god did my mouth just drop. She asked me"what wrong? It is ok, In India it is common to see nudes".
We sat in the Jacuzzi across from each other. She had her long dark hair in a ponytail. She sat back as the water jets started up. She said "ohhh yesss, i love the tub". We talked about different things. I then asked her when her husband was to return, with a laugh I said I hope not now. She laughed back and informed me that her husband has been gone for two years. She said they married in India and then gained citizenship in the USA And then he opened the hotel. She said he moved back to India and he suppose to be back in a year. I shook my head and said"what the hell is up with that?" I told her that I would never do that to her if she was mine. She laughed and said"well that is custom for us" I asked her if she ever thought about sex, and she said that it is against her beliefs. But she then smiled and said" I do watch movies and I have pleasured myself". She told me that one time she was in her bed pleasuring herself and one of the maids walked in on her. She said her and the maid talked about men and sex. The maid told her she should go out and find another man for some dick. Chanchala told her it wasnāt right to, but she kidded around with the maid and said for her to set her up with one of her black friends. She said her maid laughed and said she should get up with a white man. She said the maid said them white men could eat some pussy and make love to you like its heaven.
Chanchala mentioned that she thought about it over and over and could just never even go through with it. She then mentioned that the maid told her that her husband could not be faithful in anyway. Chanchala Said he could be married to another woman in India for all she knows. While she was telling me all this my cock got all hard under the hot bubbling water. Chanchala then said she was going to drain the water and shower off the bubbles. Embarrassed by my cock being all hard and I quickly said"no wait, why donāt you let me bathe your back with soap?" She said OK. With her back towards mine I lubed my hands up with the soap and rubbed her back with it. Chanchala then leaned her head back on my shoulder and looked into my eyes. Our lips touched as she drove her tongue into my mouth. She then pulled the cork on the drain as we still kissed. I stood up as I turned the shower on. I lifted her up to her feet as the warm water ran over our naked bodies.
