Back to the station

The sound of Kaila's text alert blared from somewhere near my feet. I was still concentrating on sucking on the woman above me, and I heard her snort around my cock, before I felt her lips come free of me.

"Seriously, girl?" Charlotte gasped out, before I heard the sound of rustling. "SO... what does her royal..."

There was a pause, and my heart stopped for a second when I remembered exactly what Kaila had been sending me. And the sound of an angry snarl burst from Charlotte's lips..

"What the fuck Brent? This was a bet? This wasn't about me? This was about getting a threeway with my wife!" Charlotte's voice became suddenly extremely angry. "I thought... we just talked about this! No stupid games and..."

"No wait, I wasn't..." I began, trying to extract myself from her body. She had already pulled away from me, and yanked the blanket about herself, which I must admit was quite a shock.

"You don't make bets like this. This kind of thing just... well, it kinda smells like Helen a bit too." Charlotte groaned. "Just... was having a good time, and I don't like bets I don't know about. I don't know... maybe I was wrong. I've been wrong before."

"I... uh... shit." My erection was wilting at this point. The mood had definitely been lost, and Charlotte didn't look quite as sexy any more. She just looked like a cold woman, huddled in a blanket, and here I was, trying to get her in her pants. "Look, uhm... I think I'll head back to the station for some quick start."

Charlotte seemed to nod at that. The two of us began gathering up our clothes, and putting them back on. I wrung what water I could out of them, but it was going to be a cold, wet walk. Having Charlotte close at hand seemed to help somewhat, and she was not shy about occasionally using my body warmth. She didn't seem quite as angry any more, but there was a definite chill that had seeped over our conversation.

The rain had slackened slightly. Not much, but enough that I wasn't soaked from rain splashes as I closed the door. Charlotte still looked amazing in her soaked clothes, and I loved seeing her body up close again. However, the net effect wasn't arousal. Instead, my gut seemed to twist a bit, as I thought about how good things had been going, and how quickly they had turned cold.

"Charlotte..." I began, but she didn't even bother to answer me, merely breathing a little harder as she continued to walk. Her pace was steady, but it was clear she was hurrying. I didn't blame her, I too wanted to get this over with, but the pace was a little ridiculous. At least it did something for the chill, and memories of early morning PT ran through my head as we nearly ran along the road.

Soon the small rise that led back to the Gas Station came into view once again, and Charlotte immediately headed in the direction of the kiosk. I could see Mike smirking as she stood at the counter, and I waited at the door, not wanting to piss her off any more than I already had.

"Uh..." Mike smirked, looking at me. "So he couldn't get it started, huh?"

"Nope," Charlotte took a deep breath, and looked at me with a narrowed stare. "Nah, he cain't get it stahted..."

"Well, duh, if it's a diesel it won't start without..." He began, beginning to explain the procedure.

"Oh dahlin, that's fascinatin'... say, haven't ah Seen y'all befoah" She smiled broadly at the clerk.

"Nah... I don't think so. I'm sure I would have remembered somebody as hot as you." He smiled, "But your hair's a little weird colored. What bottle do you use?"

Oh crap. I realized. He's negging her. Textbook pickup attempt.

Charlotte stared at the guy with a disbelieving stare. The dopey grin on his face seemed to be challenging me to do something about it.

"Well, we jus' need some of that fluid stuff you wuz talkin' about?" Charlotte offered again, pointing to the bottle.

"Yeah, but you know... if you need somebody to give you a ride back to your car, I can always lock up. Your Husband can sit in the back." Mike grinned at me with an expression that dared me to do something about it.

"Oh it's fahn, we lahk the rain..." Charlotte pointed to the silver can again. "How much?"

"Oh, we uh... can only take cash right now." Mike grinned at her. "Sorry, our system goes down all the time. "

"Uhm... well, do you have one of those old..." Charlotte mimed making an impression with a carbon credit imprinter.

"Nope. Sorry. You know, we could always just work something out." Mike grinned at her again, now obviously staring at Charlotte's tits.

"Oh, don't you know that's how ah pay for everythang? I fahnd a young, hot stud lahk you, and I do whatevah Ah wahnt... lahk that Blowjob you wanted."

"Wait. That WAS you?" He asked incredulously. "You really would have sucked me off?"

"Oh Sweethaht... I was just playin'. Did you lahk my little piece on tha side?" Charlotte's hands were now gently stroking her upper chest, and her nipples still protruded.

"Oh fuck yes. Maybe you should get her down here and we can have a party. I totally wanted to tap that ass."

"Oh, you'd lahk that. Maybe I should have ahl three of us suhkin' your hard, looong, cahk..." Charlotte directed the last words to me, and when she noticed Mike's eyes dropping to her tits again, rolled her eyes theatrically.

"So, I guess you liked it when I got you all wet." He grinned.

"Oh yes. Ah Loved it. Bein treated lahk the little slut ah am. I practically **** that poah girl that naaght." Charlotte was laying it on way too thick. Something rang a slight alarm bell in my mind. This didn't seem like her at all. This wasn't the Charlotte I had been talking to today.

"So, right here? Right now?" Mike grinned, his hands dropping to his fly.

"Tell y'all whut..." Charlotte smirked. "Why don' ah send him back to tha Van with the stuff to get it stahted, and you and I wait for him in the washroom?"

"But I want him to watch. He was an asshole, and I want him to see me fuck you."

"Ah said a blow job." Charlotte said gently, "But if y'all really wahnt 'im to..."

"Oh yeah." Mike grinned right at me. "I want him to see you take my dick. Make you come like the whore you are."

"Oh I might lahk that." She grinned. "Tell you what, give him the starter stuff, whatevah tha hell it is, and then lock up for a bit."

"Yeah, and I got a way to make it even better." Mike Grinned.

"Oh, what's that sugah?" Charlotte queried.

"There's a hole between the stalls. I wanna fuck you through the hole. You don't deserve to even think about kissing me, bitch. I want to make you come like crazy, and then breed your whore cunt."

I was frankly shocked at Charlotte's behavior. Her wanton antics were far more exaggerated than she had shown even when she was hamming it up with Kaila. It was like she wasn't even phased by the idea.

"Oh yah sweetie, I wanna Show him who Ah REALLY ahm..." Charlotte's face was unreadable. She still had the sexy, flirty look she was giving the clerk, but there was a hard edge to it.