The following is a story that took place in 1981. I had turned eighteen at the time. Looking back being a young man growing in the eighties things were simpler that they are now and we were naive and trusting without considering malicious out-comings of meeting total strangers on the road. Now a days being a 55 year old man with grown up children, I would consider this adventure as risky for both persons involved. This is how I remember the events took place.
I had recently turned eighteen. and was still living at home with my mom and dad in the suburbs. Being a lonely boy without close friends and and sure with no girlfriend in touch I usually spent my weekends at the farm of my grandparents. I was not the nerd type of man although I loved reading novels and watching lots of series movies and cartoons from TV. School days were long over and I had no further ambitions of going to college as now on my target was towards taking over my grandparents small farm and meet a nice homely girl and settle down. Since I was a young boy I always enjoyed spending time at the farm especially between school breaks helping my grand parents with their plants and animals.
Weekend was approaching and I had nothing to do as my parents were away visiting their friends from their commune time during the sixties. As usual my mind was set to visit my grandparents and enjoy some horseback riding out in the fields but since there was no one to drive me there I decided to hitchhike. Dressed in my usual jeans trousers boots, plain white t shirt and cowboy hat, I was kind of reserved in my own day dreaming as I walked over to the highway and waited for a car or truck to come along.
Finally, a car was coming toward me and i could see that there was a lady at the wheel, all by herself. I didn't even lift my thumb because ladles don't pick up hitchhikers. To my surprise, she stopped and grinned at me through the lowered window. She was a very handsome woman, probably in her late fifties or early sixties with short gray hair surrounding her pretty face, big blue eyes and a nice smile. She was well-dressed in a tailored maroon skin and jacket, and a white ruffled blouse buttoned under her chin.
"Need a ride?"
she smiled.
| climbed in gratefully, and we drove off. She told me that her name was Judith, that she was happily married, but that her husband traveled a lot in his work. She was just out driving about,
looking tor someone to chat with, (no Internet at that time). so when she saw me she stopped. I told her where I was headed, and she smiled and nodded. I also mentioned that it was unusual for a woman to stop for a guy. She laughed softly and said she wasn't afraid because I looked safe enough.
Judith glanced over at me, still smiling questioning me
"Ever do any messing around?"
"Messing around?"
I returned stupidly.
She glanced at me again.
"Do you like to fuck?"
she asked.
I damn near fell out of the car! Instantly my pecker stiffened. I'd never heard a lady like her say anything like that!
"Yes. I sure do like to fuck!"
I croaked.
She nodded, gazing through the windshield.
"So do i."
she said.
"I don't know what happened to me today. I woke up hot this morning. and no husband to take care of me. All I've thought about is sex. ..sex and fucking and hard peters."
She glanced over at me yet again.
"Do you ever get that way. What makes a person like that?"
I was unable to answer. I was so shocked that it was a while before I noticed what was taking place beside me. She had her knees wide apart, her skirt nearly up at her hips and the car was on cruise control. She had her right hand under her skirt and between her legs! She was driving with her left hand and was openly frigging herself with her right! I mean right there beside me I somehow noticed that she wore garters just above her knees and that the ο¬esh beyond them looked smooth and real creamy.
"Are. . .are you a. . .a hooker?"
I managed stupidly.
She chuckled softly, not looking at me that time.
"No,"
she replied.
"I'm Just your typical dirty old woman who has needs today."
She patted the seat beside her.
"Why don't you move over here with me? You aren't afraid of me. are you?"
"Uh. . .no Hell, no!"
I nearly shouted. scrambling across the seat.
She had removed her hand from her crotch but kept her knees wide open. A moment later my hand was in there. and she made no move to stop me. The first thing I found was no panties. Boy. she felt nice up in there, all hot and moist and hairy and soft.