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Written by Cheltenham
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The car passed by a city during lunchtime where a few small crowds of people stood and talked. Some of them were refueling while others stood around smoking or eating, or trying to pass some time. Erin noticed the glimmer of metal prior to its arrival on their stretch of road. It wasn't the town priest nor the mayor's car and this kept her interest. A face came into focus sitting in the driver seat. Sunglasses and a beard usually meant he was new to the town or just happened to be around these parts for a pit stop on his journey.

She approached the truck as it stopped ignoring her mother's protests and beckoning to her from a window of the diner. The door swung open revealing the cause of all this raucous to be a relatively muscular bodied dark brown haired guy of around thirty years old. His blue and white vertically striped shirt and faded ripped jeans affected Erin in the worst way. The wetness of her panties sent a brief chill throughout her cunny as the wind blew gently, lifting the ends of her mid thigh length purple skirt upwards. The ends of it danced playfully with the gentle gusts of air offering the man a place to draw his attentions.

Her ankle socks and white button up shirt displayed her perky nipples and breasts hardening in the brisk autumn feel of the late august air. Erin blushed, her fair skin and dark almost black hair adding to her cute factor. The smaller size of her boobs meant they lacked artificial support given her twenty three years of age, a rarity appreciated by the seated man roaming what was visible of this younger woman removing his sunglasses and extending his hand. "Paul", he offered tipping his hat. "Erin", she likewise answered smiling daintily curtsying. He stood shutting the door and inquiring, "What is there along the lines of breakfast around here?". She knew all too well that her family owned one of the only diners in shooting distance of town and whispered, "Follow me to my family's eatery. We have the best food around!"; grinning playfully in an immature tone posing nervously. He nodded and walked in her footsteps, seeing her mother looking on in disgust.

Erin reached the door first and held it for her new friend telling him to sit at the counter. She asked him "What a you have?" trying to sound proper but this town wasn't exactly the big city. He ordered as she wrote it all down and inquired whether he'd like a drink. A moment after she disappeared between the swinging doors Erin returned holding the pot of regular, pouring it and singing to herself. Paul listened immediately taken by her kind demeanor, a change from the city he originally traveled to escape and now was grateful to find an untouched piece of civilization. She reached across the table setting a small kettle of creamer that slid off the table onto the floor to his left. Quickly, Erin took a rag and bent forward facing away from him cleaning up the spill. A slightly weathered finger moved aside her panties as a second one joined it slipping inside her folds. Both inched deep coating themselves in her juices then withdrawing. He brought those to his lips and sucked them clean as she watched, a combination of shock and embarrassment displaying in her expression.

She composed herself and collected the plate of food Paul had ordered not missing a beat, placing it before him smiling sunnily. He ate in no time flat seeing Erin wiping down the vacant tables and leaning awkwardly to make sure each was spotless. A flash of her panties caught his eye as she stood up coming back around to the counter. "More coffee?" her sing song voice wondered. He nodded waiting until she finished pouring and asked, "have you wanted to go and leave it all behind? Just find a new place to dwell purely on a whim?" staring off into the horizon. Erin paused and answered "Yes, yes...many times. But where would I go?". Paul held her shoulders a few feet from him looking into her eyes and said "Anywhere you want to. Anywhere at all". Their faces nearing each other slowly in the heat of the moment, he kissed her gently on the mouth slipping a few bills on the counter and walked towards the door turning to glance back. "Now''s your chance Erin. We could drive until the road runs out." She followed him getting inside the car and watching the little town she knew for so long disappear from view. They continued down route fifteen as her heart beat excitedly for hours with the fingers of one hand intertwined in those of Paul's.

Half a day later a town became visible to both of them, but it wasn't anything fancy. A town hall, police station, petrol station too. A small market for produce, dairy and many other items. The whole area looked like it hadn't seen technology, like a relic of the fifties era America. The two of them parked up close to one of the larger buildings and got out of the car. Inside there were recognizable convenience store products; from chips to pastries, and even a popcorn maker popping away towards the back counter. Erin held tighter onto Paul's arm, who then ordered a pack of Marlboro reds from the cashier. He took off the outer seal tossing it into the trash and pulled out a cigarette with his lips lighting the end using a free hand. Once they got outside he offered her one, surprised she took two lighting one and puffing on it second naturedly. "You know a pretty girl like you shouldn't be smoking. It's a bad habit to start and an even worse one to break", Paul chided her trying to hide a smirk from ruining the serious expression he intended. "I've been smoking for years" Erin  continued "and it hasn't done a thing" she quipped smiling back at him.

Both travelers spotted a hotel across the lot and craved the comfort of a bed and a good night's rest. Erin flicked her cigarette butt towards the side of the road while Paul dropped his and crushed it underneath his boot. They checked in using his name Paul Duricee and took the keys from the desk clerk. "Room 24", Paul spoke between the two of them walking with her to the door. She opened it and spotted the single king sized bed blushing. "There's only one bed Paul, what are we going to do?" He answered quickly "I'll sleep on the floor. Just throw me one of the top sheets and a pillow. I will be okay Erin". Hesitating, Erin shrugged it off, "It shouldn't be a problem. We'll share the bed. It is big enough", a mischievous grin breaking across her lips and eyes. With that she crawled across the mattress and unconsciously wiggled her hips at him enticing his prick to full attention. Through the extension of the normal bulge it was more than obvious how her curves affected his mind. He kicked off his boots and tossed the hat he wore onto a nearby chair, throwing his bones down onto the bed. Paul groaned from the relief instantly overcoming him. The brunette girl sitting feet away sat down with both legs loosely folded looking over his rugged masculinity. A tickle deep within stirred her folds to a sudden saturation realizing that bulge in his jeans had been caused by her.

He felt her body slip beneath the covers and saw her toss a piece of clothing to where his hat rested, followed by a few more items of clothing. Erin announced, "I can't help it. Always slept in the nude so why should it stop now?", giggling naughtily and turning to face him. "Join me under the covers you big silly! I won't bite...hard!". The emotion expressed on her face was one of unbearable lust and only multiplied the moment Paul stood beside the bed and began to strip.