*Thanks everyone for the great feedback and comments! Here is another adventure for you all to enjoy!*
My original submission, I hinted about more public places, however, I departed from that on Chapter 2 at the request of Krystal (my step-daughter with whom these stories are about). She wanted me to share this once special encounter because it meant a lot of both of us.
This time, however, I am driving... Well, I should say I am in the drivers seat, but Krystal has her hand on the "stick shift".
Speaking of driving, several weeks ago, I needed to drive several hours to a little town out in the middle of nowhere to take care of some business. Rather than fly to the other side of the state and drive an hour, I decided it would be more fun to drive. I hate flying on small planes and have always loved to drive. Now, I drive a new Ford F-350 Super Duty 4x4 truck that has been lifted several inches. Do I need such a truck? Hell no, but I love it and to hell with the gas, I can afford it.
As I was planning my trip and getting my hotel reservations set, my wife thought it would be a good idea if Krystal came along with me. She noticed that we have been bonding more lately and wanted us to strengthen our relationship. Krystal and I had more rough patches than not in the past several years and this always bothered my wife. I told her I would ask if she wanted to go, but I wasn't going to force her.
I was quivering with excitement at the thought of having an entire week alone with Krystal. In a remote town with nothing to do but whatever came to mind.
I knocked on Krystal's bedroom door and waited for an answer before going in. She was laying on her bed reading a magazine with her tunes jamming on her computer in a long T-shirt and I hoped nothing else. I closed the door and sat on the edge of the bed to talk to her about this trip. She looked up at me and smiled, I leaned down and kissed her and patted that perfect ass of hers lovingly.
She asked me what's up and I asked her if she had any plans from this coming Friday until the Sunday after next. She smiled HUGE and asked if I was asking her to go on my trip with me. I smiled and told her that it was her mothers idea. She thought it would be a good time for us to bond as father and daughter. She squealed with delight and asked if I was sure I wanted to be trapped for 9 days alone with a teenager. My huge smile and bulge in my pants were all the answer she needed.
Over the next few days, Krystal and I were planning the trip, but I warned her to not seem overly excited in front of her mother. I didn't want to throw off any red flags and that we'd have enough time for excitement during the trip. The drive was going to be 6 hours if we took it steady, but I knew it would be more like 8-10 hours with some stops here and stops there.
The next few days dragged on forever. I wanted to leave, Krystal wanted to leave and Friday could not get here fast enough!