1. Stranded


    Date: 10/7/2014, Categories: Seduction, Author: spectreofhell, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

    Emily slammed her car door and cursed loudly. It wasn't enough that the damn car quit on her on this empty country road, she was also out of range for her cell phone to work. She leaned against the door and looked around in frustration. She was stranded. It was all because she had become so bored. Everything just seemed so routine these days. She was tired of it. Her husband had left her over six months ago, running away with a woman he worked with. Good riddance, she told herself. Nowadays, her job was driving her crazy, and taking this scenic route home had been one way she hoped to change things up enough to stay sane. It was a little too scenic. She hadn't passed another car since leaving the main road, and nothing seemed to be traveling her way now. And she wasn't exactly dressed for walking. She had hoped that dressing differently for work would help, but no one had noticed her short skirt, black hose, tight white blouse, or the new black high heels. No one appreciated her. She just needed something special in her life. Like a miracle, the sound of a motorcycle engine came to her ears. She looked up hopefully as a headlight appeared around the turn ahead. The sun was setting soon, and she hadn't relished the idea of waiting in her car for rescue. Rescue had come already. There was a man on the bike and he glided to a stop in the middle of the road beside her. "Hi," he said, smiling. Emily felt herself smiling in return. His eyes traveled quickly up and down her body, ...
    creating a tingle inside her. "You need some help?" "I'll say," she said. "My car is dead." His eyes flicked to the car then back to her. "No problem," he said. "Hop on. I'll give you a ride." Emily hesitated. He looked safe enough. Then again, maybe safe wasn't what she wanted right now. A flush of heat spread through her body from her loins. She looked into his eyes, his deep brown eyes. "I won't hurt you," he said, holding out his hand. "I promise." Making her decision, Emily reached out and took the man's hand. "I'm Emily," she said. "Mike," he replied. "My name's Mike." He pulled her closer and scooted forward to make room for her. Emily tried to hold her skirt down as she swung her leg up and over, but it came up anyway giving him a quick glimpse of her crotch. Emily felt herself blushing. It was not the right day to be without panties. At least she was wearing pantyhose instead of stockings. She snuggled close to him and wrapped her arms around him. "Ready?" he asked. "Oh, yeah," she said, and squeezed him for good measure. Mike started the motor, kicked the bike into gear, and eased into motion. The first thing she noticed was the vibration of the motor climbing up through the seat and right into her crotch. With her arms full of man, it was working to make her horny. She rested her chin on his shoulder, enjoying the wind in her hair. Mike was driving slowly, probably to keep the wind from mussing her clothes too much. Emily smiled, preferring to think he was prolonging ...
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