It was my one and only day off in weeks so I had chosen to go for a long drive in the country side. I am 25 years old and very much single. I live alone in a modest one bedroom apartment. I work a lot hours at a local dental office and attend college classes full time. This doesn't leave much time for a personal life. I was growing so tired of the city life and people in general. I just needed a break from it all, so one Friday morning I got in my car and kept driving till I was far into the country side where there were very few houses and even fewer people.
I had stopped on the way to a convenience store to get a bottle of water and a few snacks. I was going to get gas too but figured I would fill up on my way back. I was very anxious to keep driving and find my little piece of serenity. I wanted to be comfortable while driving so I chose to wear a pair of light colored cotton shorts that clung nicely to my firm ass and showed of my tanned legs that were very slender and toned. I used to work out a lot before I started taking college classes and it definitely showed. I had decided to slip on a white v neck tee-shirt that clung to my chest showing off my 36D breast. I chose to wear a lacey see through, low cut bra that day which made my cleavage even more pronounced. But I didn't care, after all I did not plan to be around any people. I had planned to drive to a secluded spot where I could be alone with my thoughts. So what did it really matter what I wore. Who was I going to impress, the wildlife.
I knew that I had some cash in my car's cup holder, so I did not bother grabbing my wallet from the car. I walked into the store and passed the man at the cash register who was much older then me and kind of creepy looking. He had to have been at least 50 years old and definitely needed a shave. His hair was mostly gray, a bit greasy, and he was definitely going bald. He was also very tall and had a bit of a beer belly. His clothes looked like he had slept in them. I flashed him a quick smile and kept on walking feeling his gaze on me as I walked through the store. I was sure that he was checking out my ass.
I reached the cooler and grabbed a water. Then I grabbed a few snacks to hold me over till dinner. I hadn't anticipated being gone too long so I didn't figure that I needed much. I took my items to the counter and unfolded the six dollars that I had in my hand. I could feel the clerks steel grey eyes checking out my body. At that moment I wished I had not worn such a low cut bra. Here I stood giving this man a glimpse of what was hiding inside my shirt. He did not attempt to smile or make conversation. He seemed to be focused on my cleavage and my nipples that were now pressing hard against my tee shirt as if trying to escape the confines of my tee-shirt. Lucky me I have large nipples that get erect entirely too easy. This certainly was not the time for them to stand at attention because I did not want this mans attention in any way, shape, or form. I was half expecting him to reach out and grab my breast instead of my money. Luckily I had just enough to cover what I was buying.
I quickly paid and left. As I walked out of the store once again I could feel his eyes watching me walk off. The thought of him looking at me like that sent a shiver down my spine. I could never imagine giving myself to someone like him no matter how horny I got. I got back in my car and drove away.
It had been a wonderful day and now I was headed back when something caught my eye on the dashboard. My gas light had suddenly came on. I hated driving very far once that light came on for fear that I would be stranded beside the road for hours. At that moment it occurred to me that the only place to get gas close by was that same convenience store that I had stopped hours earlier. The same one where that creepy looking clerk was checking out my breast as I stood at the counter. I lay my head back against the head rest and let out a sigh dreading what was to come. I had no choice but to get gas or spend the night out in the countryside. I grew up in the country, but camping out alone just was not appealing at the moment and besides I longed for the comfort of my own bed.
I could see the convenience store approaching on my right. I pulled in and drove up to pump #1. I reached over to get my wallet realizing that it was not there. I panicked and started throwing things around trying to find it. I looked under my seat, in the crack of the passenger seat, looked on the floor board both in front and back, but no wallet. I opened up my center console hoping I had either put it there or at least had some cash in which to pay for enough gas to get me home. But it was not there. I had no wallet, no debit or credit cards, no cash. The panic began to sit in more and I had no idea how I would get home. I still had at least another 100 miles to go and for a minute I sat there pondering if I could make it home on what I had left in the tank. But the needle was very near empty and I did not want to end up stranded in them middle of no where. It would be dark soon and that could make for one really bad night. So I got to thinking that maybe I could sweet talk the clerk into giving me enough gas to get home. I could always offer to come back the next day and pay him. I really did not want to ask this man to do this for me. He was so creepy looking. But I had not other options that I could think of. Maybe he was just having a bad day earlier and really was not all that bad.
I decided maybe if he saw a little more cleavage that this may sway his answer so I pulled my bra down a little more and pushed my breast upward till they were almost popping out of my shirt. My breast had a way of getting a man's attention and I had used this tactic before. Most of the time it worked like a charm.
I got out of the car and walked into the store. There he stood his steel grey eyes focused on me. No smile, no hello. He just stared emotionless at me.
I smiled at him and explained that I was about to run out of gas and that I had mistakenly left my wallet at home. I told him that I did not know what I was going to do and that I really needed to get back home. I pleaded with him to please allow me to fill my car with enough gas to get home and that I promised I would return the first thing tomorrow morning and pay him.
He continued to stare down at me focusing on my breast not phased a bit by my sob story. He didn't seem to give a damn. In a very rough voice he said that he could not do that. He said that he did not know me from atom and how could he really trust that I would pay him back. He suggested that I probably have money and was just trying to get out of having to pay by simply flashing my tits at him.
I was appalled that he thought I was trying to scam him. Yes I may have used my sexuality to get what I wanted in the past but this was different. I told him that I honestly did not have any money and would do anything if he could please just this one time give me enough gas to get home. I promised that I would pay him back. I offered to do anything he wanted of me, sign something, whatever it took.
Suddenly he looked me in my piercing blue eyes and said with sarcasm, really, anything?
I said yes, anything you want. Please, I just want to go home.
What if I wanted to fuck you he said?
I suddenly grew speechless not knowing how to respond to him. I was not planning on having sex with this man and that thought never entered my mind as an option. He scared me and I certainly did not want him touching me. I was hoping that he was joking. I gave him a nervous laugh in hopes that he would say that he was just kidding, but no such luck. I needed gas, so feeling that I had no other options, I said slowly and hesitantly, sure, I guess I can do that.
He looked around and made sure there were no other customers in the store or outside pumping gas.