Author's note: This is a fictional story of a meeting between a mature man and a sexy lady 28 years younger. It's a long, at times funny and positive story that takes time to develop. If you're looking for wham/bam sex this is not the story for you.
Part One: The Meeting.
It was almost unbearably hot and humid outside the car but relatively cool inside thanks to the air-conditioning. I sighed as the two lanes of traffic once again ground to a halt. Two cars ahead I noticed a frazzled looking lady waiting at a bus-stop. She was looking in annoyance at a bus that was immobile about half a kilometer back down the busy road. My eyes took in the slim figure of the lady who was dressed in a blue business suit. She had an attractive face framed by short brown hair. I guessed she was in her thirties but maybe younger. On the ground beside her were a briefcase and two shopping bags of groceries.
The line of traffic moved forwards a little and on a sudden impulse I pulled into the bus stop next to the surprised and wary looking lady. I pressed the button on my arm rest and as the passenger's window slid down I called out, "If you're waiting for that bus I'm afraid it's broken down and a replacement is at least an hour away."
"Oh shit, that's all I need." The lady said with despair in her voice. "It will take ages to get a taxi in this heat."
I broke my long time rule about never picking up strangers or hitchhikers as I asked, "I'm heading for Heathmont, can I drop you somewhere?"
"Uh, I don't know.......," I caught her glancing from me to my disabled sticker on the windscreen.
I just smiled and said, "I won't bite you, promise, and you can easily outrun me." I glanced at the cars in front of me. "Quick, the traffic's moving."
The lady nodded, grabbed her briefcase and shopping bags and scrambled into my passenger seat. "Thanks so much, what a day to get my car serviced and it won't be ready until tomorrow." She sighed loudly with annoyance as she grabbed the safety belt and clicked it into place.
"I guess we are both breaking our own rules." I ventured with a quiet chuckle as I steered back into the line of traffic with a wave of appreciation to the driver of the car behind mine.
"Sorry?"
"I'm breaking my rule not to pick up strangers and you're breaking your own rule never to get into a car with someone you don't know." I explained.
The lady giggled as she directed the cool air vent onto her face. "You're right there, but that's easily fixed. My names Jodie but friends call me Jo."
I laughed as the traffic stopped again and offered a hand, "Nice to meet you Jodie, I'm Alexander, but please call me Alex. Where can I drop you?"
"I live in Blackburn South, not that far from you," Jodie said as we shook hands. "I'll show you where to drop me when we get there. I really appreciate your help Alex. How do you know another bus will be an hour?"
"As I was passing the bus a very angry lady screamed 'What do mean an eff-ing hour?' at the poor driver who was standing outside the bus near the engine. She was so loud I could hear her with my windows up." I answered as Jodie giggled and nodded at my explanation.
The twin lines of cars moved slowly forward until we stopped at traffic lights. I turned and looked at my passenger. Up close she looked even prettier than she had at the bus stop and I noticed the lack of rings on her left hand. "It must be your lucky day, I rarely come this way at this time but here I am stuck in traffic with a lovely passenger. Whoops, sorry, I think I've been politically incorrect again."
"Stuff political correctness Alex, it's been a while since I've had a nice compliment so thank you." Jodie smiled. "So what brings you this way, if you don't mind me asking?"
A friendly toot of a horn from the car behind me made me focus my attention on the traffic as the lights had turned green. "I don't mind you asking, I had a check-up with my orthopedic surgeon in Richmond and the only time I could get was late afternoon, so here I am."
"Again, if you don't mind? What was your problem?"
"Ask away, I'll tell you if I mind, ok?" I glimpsed Jodie's nod and continued. "I had quite severe scoliosis, curvature of the spine, and had two major operations back in the eighties. The surgery kept me out of a wheelchair for the rest of my life but now I need to use two walking sticks. I manage ok."
"I can see you do from your driving with those hand controls," Jodie placed a hand on my shoulder and said, "Thank you for telling me, I had a girl friend at high school who got scoliosis but she managed with physiotherapy and a leather brace. Are you able to work?"
"I retired early last year and got a government pension. I figured they owed me after all the tax I paid over the years. I had my own business, awards and trophies for sport and business with engraving. Your turn, what do you do?"
"I'm a personal assistant, in other words a secretary, to the director of a large pharmaceuticals company. It pays well but I get tired of the travelling every day." Jodie chuckled, "I saw you look at my hand, yes, I'm single, divorced actually and still adjusting."
I grinned, "I'm single too but don't worry, I don't expect to ever see you again."
"Oh, why is that?" Jodie asked as the traffic stopped again.
"Well, the obvious age difference for starters, I'm sixty-four and," I glanced at Jodie again, "I'd say at least thirty-five years older than you."
"You sweet talker, you." Jodie's laughter was genuine. "That's the second compliment you've given me. I'm thirty-six, it's more like twenty-eight years difference. My turn now, you look much younger than sixty-four."
"Thank you, I'm sure we still look like father and daughter," I chuckled, I was enjoying the company of my passenger. "And anyway, you must have lots of men around your age chasing you."
"They all want just one thing. If only their brain was between their ears and not between their legs." Jodie said ruefully as the traffic moved slowly again. "Don't get me wrong, I love sex, but I want friendship, some TLC and understanding too. Not just one night stands."
"Good for you, strong friendships are so important but not many people realise that, sometimes not even your friends." I laughed at my words, "Hell, that was a bit deep."
"But very true." Jodie nodded as she thought over my words.
After a short silence we chatted easily and laughed about some of our friendships and our likes and dislikes as the traffic slowly eased and soon we were at Jodie's suburb.
"Where can I drop you?" I asked as I tried unsuccessfully to disguise a touch of sadness in my voice.
"I feel like you sound." Jodie sighed gently, "This short trip has almost been like a blind date, only more enjoyable. Are you ok to drop me home?"
