The night was cold and bitter and he had run out of gas a 1/4 mile down the dark country road. His GPS was on the fritz and he was stuck in the middle of the boonies, only God knows where. He was more annoyed at himself than anything else. How the hell could he have let himself be so irresponsible especially on such a miserable lousy night. Looks like I'm going to have to find a place to sleep tonight or perhaps they might have some extra gas to loan me. I have my doubts about both right about now and most people these days, especially country folk would be rather suspicious of a stranger coming to their door.
Fortunately he had a flashlight, a hooded raincoat with him and a decent pair of walking shoes on. He wasn't looking forward to the trek in the rain but he had no choice in the matter because he wasn't about to stay here abandoned on a dark country road late at night. Getting out of his SUV he stretched his long legs and stood up straight to get rid of the cramps in his shoulders and body. He was a tall man about 6' 5" a 39 year old bachelor, broad shouldered and lean at the hip, with a shock of dark wavy hair and those baby blue eyes that made women almost swoon when they looked at him. He was modest and didn't understand all the fuss with some of these women that fawned all over him.
He had walked about 1/4 of a mile when he seen the lights on at the quaint country house that was fairly well lit up, with a front porch light on. He could feel the elation build as he walked up the short lane way to that beacon of welcoming light. All of a sudden the noise was almost deafening from the dog that was outside in the pen just next to the house. It was barking and growling and he could feel the hair on the back of his neck standing straight up. He saw a blonde woman in the hallway looking out the window as he approached the front porch and he could see that she looked a little frightened of his larger than life presence.
She opened the door and he could see she had a loaded gun with her, probably not a bad idea if she lived alone, but he felt a little intimidated by that double barrel aimed directly at his privates. He didn't relish losing that precious part of him, nor any other part of his body for that matter. His voice was calm and conciliatory and he drew back his hood as he stood under her roof and she could see his chiseled face and those vivid blue eyes with a smile that was very personable, not to mention sexy. Talking to her softly he said he ran out of gas and was stranded on the road about a 1/4 mile away. He had walked here in the rain to find some refuge, hopefully for the night. Lowering the gun, her voice was husky and soft as she bade him to come in and he did so with some haste.
She told her dog to hush and go to bed and he complied obediently at the firm yet sweet tone of her voice. He walked through the front door ducking as his head almost met the wooden frame, being as tall as he was. He stood there looking down at the blonde and noticed that she was beautiful, very voluptuous with eyes that were both startling and full of wonder as she gazed up at him. She was wearing a robe that was just above her knees and he could tell that she hadn't much on underneath it. He had probably awakened her from her slumber as her hair was tousled and she had a sleepy sensual quality about her face.
She closed and locked the front door and invited him into the kitchen and to take his wet raincoat and shoes off at the door.. He followed her out to the quaint, yet lovely kitchen, it was cozy and warm and so very aromatic. He noticed fresh baking on the counter tops a pie with a towel covering it and a large jar of raisin cookies. It reminded him of his Mom's kitchen from years ago when she was able to bake and he and his brother would sit and eat homemade cookies and drink a ton of ice cold milk. His stomach was growling, he was hungry and was dying for a drink of something.
The woman saw his face and her beautiful soulful eyes noticed his mouth and his eyes looking at her baking with longing. She told him to sit down and would he like a glass of something or a cup of tea with some pie? He sat down rather awkwardly on the old wooden chair that looked almost too small for his large frame. She was a fascinating combination and he was almost mesmerized by the sway of her hips and those bared golden legs were delightfully stunning. Her body was well toned, that bottom looked saucy and round and he could only imagine what it would feel like to have his hands grasping both of those firm cheeks. He adored blondes and her hair was beautiful with the Summer highlights, giving it a golden and wheat appearance.
She turned to ask him what he liked in his tea and she caught him looking at her body..Her nipples hardened and he noticed that her breasts were large and lush, so very full and beautiful..The hardened nipples only added to the vision of ripe mounds and he was hungry for more than food..Watching her eyes darken suddenly and her sensual mouth open a little he felt his cock grow even harder and he thought by the GOD I want this beauty, right now..He hadn't felt a desire like that for a long while and he felt the tension suddenly, surrounding them both.. She pulled the robe closer to her body but it only enhanced the curves even more and she had no idea of what she was doing to him right now.
Placing the cup of tea in front of him he caught a glimpse of heaven as she leaned over the table and her gown opened a little to reveal the tops of those honey colored delightful globes. She cut a large piece of apple pie for him with an equally generous piece of cheddar cheese on the side and put it directly in front of him. He could smell her perfume and her body lotion and it was absolutely delicious like the smell of fresh flowers. There was nothing for him to do but momentarily close his eyes and inhale her precious scent. How could it be that he wanted to taste her, every precious inch of that alluring delectable body of hers.
She walked over to sit directly across from him and he looked at that angelic face and wondered how old she was. She had the type of beauty that was ageless, her bone structure superb and that skin was flawless and radiant. Her large blue eyes held an almost innocent quality yet he saw the sensuality stirring and he knew that she would be all fire and erotic beauty. Leaning towards him she blew on her hot tea and that action made him throb as her lips pursed and he imagined that luscious mouth wrapped around his pulsating cock. She held her soft well manicured hands around the cup and he noticed that there were no rings on her fingers. He didn't want to be bold and ask her but was she married, a widow, divorced?
First and foremost she said, I've been very remiss in not introducing myself to you, my name is Serena. She must have read his mind because the words that came out of her mouth were almost indistinct, yet he felt her pain and wanted to hold her close to take it away from her. Telling him him rather quietly that she was widowed and had been for almost 7 years. It was lonely living out here by herself, but she preferred the seclusion and privacy as opposed to the hustle and bustle of the city with it's pollution, noise and traffic snarls. He could understand where she was coming from and he agreed emphatically with her sentiments.
He told her his name was Sean and he had been a bachelor for quite a long while now He had only had one serious relationship with a woman about 9 years ago and it had ended in disaster after he had found out that she slept around and had never really been faithful to him. He was a freelance journalist and his work took him to various countries throughout the world. He was on hiatus for a time because he was starting to burn out. In his profession you needed to be sharp and have your wits about you at all times. This world had become exceedingly dangerous for writers who ventured into some of those less than civilized countries.
They sat in quiet contemplation and chatted about their lives and interests. He loved the calmness about her demeanor and realized that her name suited her to a distinct "T" She seemed nonplussed about him being there in fact he could tell my her body language that she was relaxed and that made him so much more comfortable being in her presence. She had a sex appeal that was incredible and he wondered if she realized how very apparent it was. He sensed she had so much pent up passion that she would erupt into a ball of incredible raw sexual energy when a man took her to her bed. His cock was throbbing right now at the very thought of her naked curvaceous body.
Serena had her head turned on an angle and was looking at his face and he wondered if she guessed his thoughts about her. He picked up his dessert fork and commenced to eating his pie. The tart sweet taste was absolutely delicious and the sharp cheese added to the wonder of her superb culinary abilities. He sipped on his hot tea and placed the cup back down on the table. Looking over at her face he commenced talking and told her of his dilemma; he could see her eyes soften as he told his story and he felt a warmth inside of him. He told her he was a damn fool for not listening to that voice of reason 20 miles further back and filled up his tank. He had to ask point blank if he could stay the night and perhaps get a ride from her in the AM to the nearest gas station.