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.