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A Hitch In Time | nne | 2

 

As you approach the van, the blackened window smoothly lowers and the driver, a slim dark haired guy, you guess late thirties, peers out.

Driver: "Man, I'm sorry if I splashed you a minute ago - you look soaked through. Where do you want to go, it's the least I could do to make up for it?"

You: "I really need a lift to the station - any chance?"

Driver: "Sure jump in"

You throw your bags in the back and introduce yourself.
Driver: I'm Dave - "I'll crank the heat up in here - you got any dry clothes to wear? And don't mind me if you want to get changed."
You kneel on the seat and reach behind you into your rucksack. You feel the van veer across the road and you lose your balance. Your hand clutches the drivers shoulder for support.
Driver: "Woah, ha, I need to keep my eyes on the fucking road, man". The driver's hand supports your chest to stop you falling - only it felt more like a stroke. It returns to the steering wheel later than it need have.
You: "Ok, I've got some jeans here. Ugh, they're still damp but better than the pair I have on."

You unbutton your fly and raise your hips to slide the jeans down. Your boxers seem stuck to the denim so one hand keeps the boxers up and the other tries to pull the jeans down.

Driver: "So what were you doing in the woods all alone then?"

You: "Oh just birdwatching, you know, it's nice to get some solitude and get away from the city lights once in a while."
Driver: "Really? Good looking guy like you shouldn't spend time alone in the woods, there are some wierd people about... oh, I see, birdwatching - I get it now, you been trying to get some pussy. Did you score this weekend?"
You: "Nah, everyone stayed in. I only saw a guy and a girl out together and that was it."
Driver: "Well I could've helped you out there mate - you with the girlie and me with the guy, hey I wouldn't have minded and I don't think he would've objected to a quick suck while you screw his girlie."
With an evil grin, the driver glances over to see you struggling with your boxers and jeans.
Driver: " You wanna get in the back and do that or you okay where you are?"

 

A white van? Hmm. On-on...


          Get in the back of the van

          Stay where you are, in the front.

 
 

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