My daughters, Tracy, Tory, Terri and I were taking a nice drive in the country. I just loved seeing the horses and all the open fields. Plus, Tory wanted to help the farmers through their rough times after those heavy floods. My Tracy is twenty-four, Terri is almost twenty-six, and Tory is my oldest at twenty-eight. I just turned forty-nine last Friday; so this was like my late birthday present.
"Tory, you had the engine checked before you came to get us, right?
"Yes mom, of course I did."
"And you changed the oil?"
"Certainly mom, you know I did."
"Did you remem..."
I was cut mid sentence when Tory hit into the wooden fence. She must've taken her eyes of the road and drifted into the fence that held the pasture right next to the road.
"Tory! Tracy! Terri! Is everyone ok? Girls?"
"I'm ok."
"Whoa, freaky."
"Fine over here mom."
Getting out, I went to see how much was damaged. It really wasn't that bad. The front bumper was all scratched up and the corner was a little dented, but it was fine other than that. Pulling out my cell phone, I went to call my car insurance company, but had no service; fucking verizon. We listened to the radio until it went out about ten minutes later. Sitting there in the car, I had no idea what to do. I saw some farmhouses, but they seemed so far away and I had no clue how long it would take to get into town.
Tory and Tracy had gotten out to try and fix the fence, and Terri laid in the fresh cut grass and stared up at the clouds. I was about to go join her, when a big black pickup truck pulled up. It had one of those trailers attached, the kind that horses go into, and the driver jumped out and walked over to me.
"Ma'am, you ladies ok? Do you need help?"
"We had a small mishap, how far is the nearest town?"
"Well, I guess about five miles. I can give ya'll a lift if you'd like. You'd have to jump in the trailer, but I can give ya'll a lift into town."
I thought about it for a moment and figured why not. The girls wandered over and we walked to the trailer doors. The driver opened up the doors and helped us in. I guess we didn't see the other guys at first. There were four big guys in the very back of the trailer, just sitting there. Two of them had chestnut brown hair, and the other two had a mix of brown and blonde; although it didn't seem to be dirty blonde. They all wore blue jeans that were dirty and torn, and their shirts were caked with an oil looking substance. I suppose they were about thirty, little older or little younger perhaps, and seemed to be nice enough. Unfortunately I had no idea how fucked we'd be once we'd start moving; seriously.
The girls and I nodded to the men and then stood up to look out the little window in the trailer. I saw stores and such, so I figured we were in town. I went to tell the driver that he can just drop us off here, but the one man with chestnut brown hair stood in my way. Trying to explain what I wanted to do, he just stood there and smiled. We were slowly getting further away from town, and I started to get scared. The other three guys were walking over to my girls, who were still gazing out the window. I went to call to them, but the big guy just put his hand over my mouth, turned me around so my back was to him, and stuck his dirty hand down my pants and started rubbing against my pussy.