This story takes a little time to set up so this first section may seem a little slow. More is coming. Please leave comments, positive and/ negative. This is the 2nd story I have published here. The first one was Emily's First Taste. It has several chapters and is under a slightly differ login because I cant remember that one. I hope you enjoy this one and if you chose to read my other one.
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The truck had over heated. Typical for this stretch of road.. The worst part of it there was no cell service here. She always felt bad for people. On this occasion however she thought it was her lucky day.
She admired his smooth head as he lifted his cap and wiped sweat away before he returned it, backwards, to his head. He leaned under the hood and she admired a different view as she pulled to a stop behind the truck. Lucky day indeed.
Greer didn't get out of her truck. She wanted to watch him, to see what he would do. Rarely did she approach a man. Instead, she required them to come to her. It was only a moment before the stranded motorist did as expected.
He noticed her eyes right away as she lowered her sunglasses and window at the same time. Not only their color but the way they made him feel. He felt naked as she scanned his form. She didn't speak. What is she thinking he wondered?
He told her his truck over heated, that there was no cell service. She laughed. Why did she laugh he wondered?
She noticed his broad shoulders, his steamy eyes, and the way his well worn jeans seemed to be made just for him. She couldn't wait to see what awaited her underneath them and she licked her lips without thinking.
"I see that. It happens a lot here. I own a tavern up the road. Hop in. I'll let you use the phone there."
Adam was suddenly nervous to get in the car with her. She didn't look dangerous. Quite the contrary.
Greer adjusted herself in her seat intentionally. As she did, her shirt fell open more giving the stranger in front of her a clear view of her substantial cleavage. She smiled as the stranger before her couldn't contain a gasp.
She knew what she was doing and before long she was confident she would have him right where she wanted him.
Adam wasn't sure why he was nervous but brushed the thought off as he slid beside her in her classic Nova. It had obviously been restored with attention to every detail. The car didn't remain on his mind long as he noticed her sleek legs. Her shorts appeared to barely cover her sweet spot and he wondered what would they would cover if she had to bend over.
They made small talk on the short drive and before long pulled in a roadside tavern called Greer's.
She hadn't told him her name yet and he asked about it. She laughed and said it was a family name.
Greer purposely dropped her keys as she walked to the door giving Adam the view he had wondered about and although she couldn't see she was pretty confident he would enjoy the view as she bent to retrieve them. She was right as Adam had to adjust his cock when he was able to discern her lack of panties. Who was this woman he thought?
"Can I get you a drink," she asked, "something to eat?" The smirk on her face told him she was not only talking about food.
"Vodka and coke?"
Perfect she thought as she herself got him the drink even though there was an equally stunning woman working behind the bar. Adam wondered how there were two beautiful women in the middle of nowhere and what kind of luck he had ending up there.
Chapter 2
Adam awoke in a haze. He wasn't sure where he was an it was a moment before he realized he was restrained. His arms were outstretched and firmly secured to the bed on which he laid. He was naked although he was covered with a sheet.
His eyes scanned the room trying to remember how he had gotten there and what had happened. The last thing he remembered was the vodka Greer had given him.
He was trying to figure a way to free himself when the woman who had been behind the bar walked into the room carrying a large tray.
"Well hello sleepy head. Can I get you something to drink?" she laughed.
Adam was overcome with anger and tried to lunge at her before he realized he was still restrained.
She set the tray on a large table beside the bed and offered him a drink from a glass that was already there.
"It's just water. I promise. Here, lift your head." She instructed him as she placed the straw between his lips.
"I'm Candy. Curse my parents for naming me that but I promise I really am that sweet."
"I'm Adam."
"I know. We looked through your wallet," she chuckled.
