Finding a new life NSFW   Leave a comment


We stopped in Kansas that first night, in a rest stop of sorts, and set up a tent around 1 AM. Sometime during the early morning a fierce rainstorm hit. The tent was being blown sideways, thunder and lightning so terrifying that is felt like we were in the middle of a war zone. The tent filled up with water, saturating our sleeping bags and our spirits. I, being thoroughly terrified of thunder, was screaming with each strike of lightning.

At one point there was a horrifying sound of rumbling, the tent was sucked upward and my ears popped. Then, suddenly, dead silence. We tumbled out of the tent into the murky light of dawn and looked around. The truck was fine as far as we could see but the building that had been across from the rest area was nothing but rubble, strewn across the field of grain that had surrounded it.

We looked at each other and, wordlessly, began to break camp. After we finished and got into the truck, we again looked at each other and shivered. He started the truck and I slid across the seat to kiss him softly, leaning against him as he put the truck in drive.

When we got to the town that was closest to us, we stopped at the little mom and pop store to get something to eat and change clothes in their bathroom. The lady was kind enough to let us actually take a shower in her house behind the store after we told her of our night. She fed us as her husband watched the store, her ham and eggs were to die for and, before we left, she gave us a bag of apples from her tree outside.

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Indianapolis Speedway had always been some place Andy always dreamed of going to so, on our way across country, we stopped and had a look. They had a track run tour and Andy decided he HAD to go on it so, we got on the little bus and rode on the track for two laps. Andy cried.

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We stopped for gas in Ohio, just past the state line. While we were there, I got some scratch tickets and won three hundred dollars which was a godsend. Just before we got to the other side of the state, one of the tires blew. Two AM, middle of nowhere and no spare. We pulled the truck off onto a wide spot on the side of the road, pulled out the sleeping bags and went to sleep.

Morning and we are awakened by a local sheriff who thought we might have been dead. He said he almost wet himself when Andy woke up and sat up suddenly. He graciously called a tow truck and we went to the nearest garage, got the tire changed and headed off down the road again.

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We got to West Union and found my friend, set up camp in her huge back yard and got the cat out of her carrier just in time to see that she was giving birth! 2 days later we moved into an apartment over an old garage, right behind the grocery store. Andy would take long walks around the town, getting to know everyone and I spent my days learning to bake, from scratch. Apples were abundant and I baked apple cobblers that everyone seemed to like and shortbread cookies that melted in your mouth. I loved the little town life and the apartment with the footed bathtub. I wrote poetry and sent it in to a publisher and was accepted! I was so happy that I cried the day I got the letter.

About a month after we moved in, a sweet Cocker Spaniel  came into our lives. We called her Lady and asked around town for her owner, putting up signs in the store and talking to the neighbors. Her owner came one morning and told us that if we wanted her, we could keep her. She had been constantly running away from home and the owner said she hated the kids. Her name, it turned out, was Muffin.

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Andy and I have been talking and we decided to go south before the first snow. Andy isn’t sure if we’ll go all the way to Florida but he said we’ll know where we’re going when we get there. I like that idea and the day the first snow hits West Union finds us packed up and on the road again, leaving behind some very sweet friends.

We make our way down the highway and I tell him about Greensboro, North Carolina which is on the way south. It’s a city I’m familiar with and, when we get there, Andy is instantly drawn in. We set up a post office box for his checks to go to and look around town for an apartment. For a week we live in the truck and I get a job at the Waffle House next to the porn shop. Waiting tables during the day and “helping out” at the porn shop at night quickly gets us a room behind a woman’s house.

Life becomes normal, me working the two jobs till I get fired from the Waffle House for coming up short on the till one day. I get a job at a little place called Scooters and quit the one with the porn shop. I flip burgers during the afternoon and bum around the rest of the day.

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My boss tells me he wants me to work shutdown about a month after I start working there and I say yes, it’s more hours and closing time is 7 pm, plenty of time for me to get home for bingo with Andy. When we finish the day, he tells me to go upstairs to the office and straighten up the boxes in the dry storage room. I climb up the thin, steep stairs and, while he counts the days income, I move boxes around in the store room.

He comes up behind me, wrapping his arms around me and presses his hard cock against my ass. I tense against him and he chuckles “I want to fuck you, Angel. I guess you can tell, huh?” I grin and turn around “It’ll cost you, boss man” He raises an eyebrow and pulls a ten from his pocket “This enough?” “Not even, old man. You want this, it’ll cost you a lot more” I tell him softly as I look into his eyes “I know you’re married. I know your wife’s phone number. You want to fuck me, it’ll come with a price for my silence” I caress his hardness as I lean in and nibble his lips gently. “H…how much?” He asks, breathlessly. I unzip his pants and slip him from his confines, my lips caressing his earlobe “One thousand dollars each time”

He backs away abruptly, his cock slipping from my fingertips looking thick, purple and angry “You’re kidding!” he says. “No, darling, I’m not… You want me, you want my lips stroking your cock right now, my pussy wrapped around you, feeling my cunt throbbing around it.” I whisper seductively “you want this right here…” My hand slowly going into my pants, breasts lifting as I moan with desire “You need my wet hot pussy and I need your money…” I take my sopping fingers from my slit and slide them under his nose as he backs into the wall “You want this…. pay for it”

He quickly pulls his wallet from his pants pocket and takes all the money from it, hands it to me and says “Now, get naked damnit” I count the money first with a smirk on my lips. Ten dollars short but I get undressed anyway. I’m so horny by now that he could have said no and I’d have let him fuck me anyway. Idiot.

I get naked and he stands there looking at me for a moment before lunging at me and pushing me onto the floor with a grunt. He fucks me hard and fast, just like I love to be fucked and I cum over and over, gripping his cock tightly as I writhe under him. He growls and pulls out “Ass, I want to fuck it” I laugh and turn over, his cock eagerly finding my willing ass. He rams into me a few times before tensing up and thrusting hard into my bowels, shooting his cum into me. He cries out passionately then, gasping and jerking, he pulls me up, griping my breasts and breathing into my ear “Fuck…. Angel…. shit…. I have to have you…. again… God Angel….”

 

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