Hitch Hiker

I used to bicycle to work to save money. After work one day I saw a woman a couple of years younger than me sort of in the middle of nowhere walking next to the road. I stopped on my bike to ask if she were OK, and she said she didn't have a car and was just walking home. Couldn't tell much about her because she had a heavy mountains accent and was in California. Talked pretty slow, but smiled a lot. Maybe she wasn't that bright, maybe she was really stoned? I couldn't tell. She was wearing heavy overalls that really didn't fit and a heavy tee shirt with a floppy hat. But having stopped, I realized she had a banging hot body, great looks and awesome hair. I chatted a minute and rode off for the day.

I got home to find as usual, the woman living with me had set her schedule for work so that she was gone when I was home in the evenings, and left me a list of chores she wanted done. Later, since she couldn't drive, I'd have to go wait in a parking lot for an hour while she tried to close the minimum wage retail job down for the day. She never contributed to bills or did anything I needed. I checked the truck and it was gassed for the drive. Took the time to wash it for once too. As usual, she was surely and annoying, got home and ate the little she left in the fridge and went to bed.

Next morning all I could think about was the hitch hiker, and decided to drive to work for once instead of ride. In the morning I didn't see her, but coming home, there she was. Pacing along almost in the same place. I pulled up, said hello and asked if she wanted a ride. She smiled and climbed in. As we chatted, she wandered around topics until she admitted she was upset at er co-workers. he asked if I thought she looked like a gay. Didn't say lesbian, just gay. Said he co-workers teased her that she liked girls. I told her no way did she look like that to me and she seemed happy. I dropped her off and it turned out she was renting a former workshop in a carport at a house to live in. Tiny space with a tint bathroom. I told her I bicycled at night past it and she said if I did I should stop in and smiled again.

I got home, showered and waited until the early night fell. Grabbed the bike and heded right to her place. I knocked and said who I was and she answered the door wearing a large tee shirt and nothing else. My blood boiled at it, actually seeing what I imagined before. I was right, she was perhaps the hottest woman I ever saw. She got me water and started talking, asking if I really thought she wasn't gay. I was a bastard,and started aying I wasn't sure. Did she like kissing guys? She was shy and said yes, but hadn't kissed many. I told her should could end the question if she kissed me. Her eyes lit up and she asked if it was really true. I told her for me it was. I stepped closer, put my arms around her and kissed her long. Her moans betrayed a deeper reaction than proving a point and in moments we were all over each other. She was the best sex I ever had, but was weirdly childish overall. I started to think she was what they call on the spectrum now, but banged her a couple more times anyway. Later, I went to bed and ignored the loser that I couldn't get to move out.

For a month or so I banged her every night. She wanted to go back home, and I didn't want her to end up latching onto me when I couldn't get rid of the one I was stuck with. I ended up giving her money intended for my own food and supplies, forcing the house loser to actually buy her own food for a while. My shy, kind of dumb redneck angel left town on a bus I dropped her off for, after we final fucked in a bathroom. To this day I remember how great a screw she was and figure she went back east to the mountains and vanished into the hills again. Years later I read a Southern Gothic novel called "Fay" by Larry Brown, and the main character was exactly like this woman. I still wonder if she was the canvas for the character, maybe Larry had run across her too. It's downright creepy how innocently vile she is in the novel, wandering her way through life, living death, destruction and hell on earth behind her for any man who tries to tie her down. I think I dodged a bullet just banging her and helping her down the road.

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Sam Sex June 19, 2025 at 11:09 am 0 0