Have you ever been in that position where you've got stuck and you've got to rely on the kindness of strangers to get you out? It happened to me recently. And I'd like to say that not all strangers are overflowing with the milk of human kindness.
It was a really nice day, after a week of heavy rain. I was feeling distinctly cooped up and decided to go for a drive in the country. I wasn't going anywhere in particular. I could see the mountains in the distance and thought that the air was so clear I'd probably get a magnificent view from the lookout, so I headed in that direction.
I reached the parking area at the bottom of the trail to the lookout and pulled in. The ground was really mucky from all that rain but I'd thought of that and brought along a pair of gumboots to wear. I put them on and then sloshed through the mud to the trail and started up.
I didn't even make it a hundred yards. The path was pure sludge, a gooey greasy sort of clay, and if I hadn't been holding the hand rail I'd have been sitting in that muck. The condition of the trail explained the empty parking area. No-one but me was silly enough to come here immediately after all that rain.
So I turned around and slipped and slithered back down the trail towards my car. When I reached it, it seemed to me that my car was smaller than normal. Standing back and looking at it I found that the wheels had sunk several inches into the surface.
Shrugging, I got in the car, started the engine and reversed out and didn't move an inch. The wheels just spun on the spot, sending gouts of mud flying everywhere. When I got out of the car to take a look at the situation I found all I'd done was sink the car deeper.
I reached for my phone to call for help and found I had no signal. No towers nearby, apparently. Grumbling to myself I sloshed my way to the road and waited for a car to come by so I could flag them down and get some assistance.
And waited. And waited some more. The road was just not in use. It slowly dawned on me that the reason the road was not in use was because it finished being a sealed road at about the point I was standing and became a dirt road. Rather, a mud road. There would be few, if any, cars travelling along it.
There was nothing I could do but wait, and eventually I struck it lucky. A whacking great 4WD came down the mountain, cruising easily over the muddy road. I flagged him down and he pulled over and this huge redneck came climbing out of the cabin.
"You got a problem, little lady," he asked.
"Ah, yes," I admitted. "My car is stuck in the parking area and I was hoping you could give me a tow out onto the road."
He looked at me, looked over at my car, smirked, the arrogant sod, and then looked up and behind me at something and then looked back at me.
I turned to look at what was behind me and for the first time noticed the sign posted there. Among other things, it warned people not to park for the time being as the area had to be resurfaced.
So I hadn't seen the sign. So shoot me. It was a bit late now.
"I'm Silas," the red-neck said, "and I have heard it said that stupidity is its own reward. Unfortunate for you, but all right by me. I can get you out easy enough with a slight helping hand from you."
I was all smiles. Home, here I come.
"OK," I almost sang. "What do I have to do?"
"Well, I'll stay parked on the road and hook on my tow rope and just winch you out of there. While I'm doing that I just want you to stay out of the way."
I nodded. Staying out of the way I could do with no problems.
"However, before I do that I want my payment for service rendered," he continued. "So I'll get you to drop your panties and lean over the seat of your car."
"What?" I asked.
Silas frowned.
"You deaf?" he asked. "I want you to drop your panties and lean over the seat of your car."
"Are you crazy?" I asked him. "Do you expect me to have sex with you just to get you to pull my car out?"
"Yes," he said.
"I won't do it," I protested, "and you can't make me."
"No intention of making you," he said. "Goodbye. Someone else may come along, if you're lucky."
The son-of-a-bitch turned around and started walking back to his car. He was going to just go and leave me stranded and night was approaching. I could be stuck all night.
"Wait," I said. "Can't we discuss this?"
I was desperate enough that I'd probably give him a blow job if he asked.
He just glanced around at me, said "No" and continued walking.
I panicked. There was no way I could stand being stuck up here all night.
"OK, I'll do it," I said. "Please."
He stopped and came strolling back towards me.
"Thought you might see it my way," he said and walked with me over to where my car waited.
The car was unlocked and he just opened the back door and indicated that it was my move. I just gave him a look, realised I was stuck and bent over and leaned into the car, hands braced on the back seat.
"You were supposed to drop your panties first," rumbled Silas. "Would you like me to do that for you?"
"Yes, please," I said through gritted teeth.
Silas promptly pushed my skirt up out of his way and pulled down my panties.
"You do understand that I'm now going to fuck you," he asked, and I nodded.
"I didn't hear that," he growled and I gave a hasty "Yes."
"Just so we're all on the same page," he said, and his hand landed on my pussy and started working it.
