Our traveling recruiter had been on the road more than at home for several weeks now and needed a break. When the opportunity finally came, she called her girlfriend in Lubbock, TX.
She and Lana had been best friends in college and had some wild times together and separately. Kass was delighted that her old friend, now a stewardess, had a few days off and had jumped at the chance to get together. As she drove her silver Honda Civic down the long wide Texas back road, she thought about some of the times she & Lana had.
She was remembering particularly the night she and her roomy, Lana had agreed to go to their buddies apartment and things got sexy quickly. Clothes were off, Lana was sucking cock and Kass was riding one when a bunch of guys came through the apartment front door and caught them naked and engaged. After the hooting and kidding calmed down, several of the new guys came over and started fondling the girls. When they tried to get up and get away, strong hands and arms grabbed them and forced them back to the bed.
The girls were drunk enough and hot enough by then that the struggling to get away soon became a struggle to get to more cocks as Kass & Lana took on all twelve guys. It was non-stop fucking for the next 4 hours as the girls had cocks in their pussies, asses and mouths plus between breasts, between ass cheeks and in their hands.
Kass was becoming wet just thinking about the night's events. She swallowed more cum and had more cum on her body that night than ever before (but she had outdone that night on a few occasions since). She and Lana even put a show on for the boys by sucking cum from each other's pussies.
As Kassy was lost in her reminiscing, she felt a jolt as she ran over something in the road and felt it slam into the underside of her car.
"Damn," Kass thought to herself. "I sure hope I didn't hurt anything."
As she looked in her rear view mirror, she saw what appeared to be a muffler. She figured it probably dropped off the truck of some hard riding, hard living cowboy. She looked at the dials on her instrument panel and could not help but notice that her oil pressure was dropping. She was lucky that she was coming up on a small built up place. It was hardly more than a wide place in the road. She saw a garage and pulled her car up to it. Smoke began coming out of the tail pipe and from under the hood as her car sputtered to a stop.
A barrel-chested man with beefy, grease covered arms came out of the garage and says, "Well, little lady, looks like you got a whole mess of trouble here."
The he got down on a knee and put his hand under the car. He withdrew the hand and showed her a black oily hand.
"You busted your oil pan lady. We'll have to replace that and check to see if the motor was damaged from lack of oil."
"How long will that take?" asked Kass.
"About three hours to replace the oil pan and replace the oil, another hour to test the engine for damage. Since it is almost 5 PM now, you might want to consider getting something to eat and maybe a room for the night."
Kass asked, "Is there some place close by?"
The mechanic explains that there is a beer joint in walking distance and they serve pretty good food.
"At least it is cool in there. Not a bad place to wait."
He also tells Kass about the Widow Smith who lets out a room to someone if she approves of their looks and manners. With a resigned sigh, Kass walks off in the direction of the beer joint.
"Maybe a beer and a burger will be help take the edge off this day."
The beer joint was pretty a non-descript, run of the mill Texas cowboy bar & hash joint. Long neck beer bottles were prominent with few chilled beer mugs. Hardly any mixed drink glasses could be seen around the room. There were 4 pool tables over on one side of the big room, some tables and booths for food service and a long bar with high stools. There was even a small dance floor, at least an opening that could be used for dancing and a juke box to the side that was wailing out "Honky-tonk Angel".
Kass strode over to the bar and asked for a long neck Lone Starr beer and a menu. She was aware that several sets of eyes followed her every move across the room. Knowing this, she chose to exaggerate the roll of her hips as she walked across the room.
The room had about eight guys plus the bartender. Kass also saw three girls but was not sure whether they were wait staff or girlfriends. The guys were a variety of tall & short, lean & muscular, clean shaven and scraggly. All were clad in jeans and boots, most had on long sleeve shirts even though it was hot outside, which indicated the old wisdom of protecting skin from the sun.
One woman had a denim short skirt and tee shirt on. Kass decided that she was probably wait staff. The other two girls were dressed in colorful mini skirts and unbuttoned blouses tied in a knot under their perky tits. Each had on boots that came half way up their calves.
As Kass was handed her beer and a menu, she cocked her hip to plant her tight butt on the bar stool. The move caused the camouflage colored short dress to ride up her thighs. While the bar tender was not able to see the move, everyone else could. Kass moved slowly on purpose and her leg showed all the way to her hip. She knew if the guys were paying attention they could see she had on thong panties, or maybe thought she had on no panties. The thought made Kass a little moist.
As she settled her cute ass on the high stool, she waited a moment to pull the hiked dress down to be sure everyone had a good opportunity to get an eyeful and to imagine whatever they chose to imagine. While Kass was not an out and out tease, she was very playful and sometimes close to being a temptress. The difference between a tease and a temptress is that a tease will never deliver what is being advertised. A temptress will follow through given the opportunity and a little encouragement. A temptress is more honest.
Kass drank her long neck quickly and ordered a burger along with another beer. As she was eating the burger, one of the cowboys came up and plopped his butt on the stool beside Kass.
"Hey, little lady." He said around the toothpick in his mouth, "You just passing through?"
Kass nods her head and between bites explains she is waiting on her car to be repaired.
The cowboy leans toward her and grins, "Well, we'll just have to keep you entertained until then, won't we?" Then he goes back to his buddies and she sees them whispering with their heads close together, but she cannot hear the conversation.
As soon as she finishes eating her burger, another of the cowboys came up to her and asked if she would join him in a game of pool. Kass replied that she'd play, but she was not good at pool. This cowboy winked and said they should bet something then.
Kass had playfully misled him a little. She WAS pretty good at pool. She got down of her high stool, aware that her short dress rode up again and all eyes were on her thighs. That moisture increased a little more. She swiveled her hips as she strode over to the pool table. She could feel all the cowboys' eyes on her ass as she walked and enjoyed the thought. The wetness increased a little more.
The cowboy who invited her to play told her his name was Clem. Kass nodded but did not give her name. He handed Kass another cold beer before he announced that he would break.
She took a gulp of the cold beer and rubbed the cold bottle on her bare chest above the scoop neckline just above her breasts. Clem watched this action intently and as the condensation from the cold bottle became a rivulet of water that dripped down between her breasts. His eyes burned into her skin as the water dripped lower. Her nipples began to harden at his attention and the moisture increased more.
Clem broke the rack of pool balls and a solid ball fell in a pocket. He explains the game to Kass who grins and nods. Clem misses his next shot and Kass lines up her shot and leans over the table with a cue. The scoop neck falls away from her chest and Clem is mesmerized with his view of most of her breasts. The guys looking from the table are thrilled with her stance which hikes the short dress up her leg and hips. They can see the lower curve of her ass cheeks and cannot avoid snickering and poking each other. Kass makes a move that wiggles her butt at them and then just reels them in like fish on a pond.
Kass hears the juke box wailing away with some of the more popular tunes of the day, "Save A Horse, Ride A Cowboy". That thought brings a smile to her face and she almost bursts out laughing since it was similar to the thoughts she was having.
She shoots the cue ball and sinks a striped ball. She sinks two more before she misses. All the while the cowboys and the girls are eyeing her ass and pouring over her body. She is well aware of this and the dampness between her legs increases.
Now it is Clem's time to shoot and he hands Kass another beer before he sinks one ball, then another. He winds up running the solid balls and calling the eight ball in a corner pocket. He barely misses that shot.
