A man in a cowboy hat

The man Ellen saw through the peephole in the door was very sexy. He was tall with a nicely trimmed beard and mustache, and medium length brown hair. His brown eyes were keen and piercing. Ellen threw off her housecoat and opened the door. "Well hi there" she said. "Can I help you?"

The stranger stared at her beautiful body as it stood out through the sheer fabric of her bra, panties, and shortie robe. He stood frozen for a few moments as he took in the breath taking sight of her. "Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stare like that."

She smiled at him. "Oh, that's quite all right. See anything you like?" Her eyes were full of mischief and desire.

"I'd be lying if I said no." A bulge started to develop in his jeans. He tried hard to hide it with his cowboy hat. "But what brings me to your door is my car. I broke down up the road, and I really need to call for help. I think you're about the only one home on this entire block. I was wondering if you would be kind enough to let me use your phone?"

"But of course you can! Please do come in." She motioned him in, then closed the door behind him. "Follow me. It's right through here, in the kitchen."

The stranger followed Ellen into the kitchen, watching as her perfect, round, heart shaped ass twitched back and forth as she walked. The tent in his jeans grew more prominent.

"Here you are" she said. "Right over there on the table. Please have a seat. Can I get you anything to drink? I'm going to have a wine cooler. I've got beer, if you like."

"Why thank you, ma'am. A beer would actually hit the spot after all that walking." He sat down and picked up the phone, but he couldn't take his eyes off of Ellen as she moved toward the fridge and opened it. He watched as she bent down to grab the wine cooler and the beer off the bottom shelf. His reverie was interrupted when his party answered the phone. "Hello, Jake? Yeah, it's me, Dan. My car broke down at the corner of Archer and Venicia. Can you give me a tow and a lift?"

"It's like this, Dan" said Jake on the other end. "I can't break free for another two hours at least. You'll have to wait a while."

"Oh nuts!" said Dan.

"What's wrong?" Ellen asked him.

"Well, Jake can't get to me for a couple of hours" Dan told her.

"That's no problem. You're more than welcome to wait here. It's a hot day out there, and I don't mind the company." Again Ellen turned on the sex appeal with those alluring baby blues and pouting, full, luscious lips. "Just tell him to pick you up at nineteen eleven Albamarle street."

"Did you get that, Jake?"

"Yeah, I got it. Be there in a couple of hours, cowboy."

"All right. Bye." Dan hung up the phone. "Well thank you, Miss...

"Just call me Ellen. I'm very pleased to meet you, Dan." She sat the beer on the table and stuck out her hand to shake his. He shook her hand, and said "I'm right pleased to meet you, too, Ellen." Then she sat down in the chair across from him, and sipped at her cooler.

Ellen made small talk, and found out he was a computer geek originally from Montana. He was on his way to pick up a customer's computer for repair when his truck broke down. "Funny, you don't look like a computer geek" she said to him. "Well, somebody's gotta rope them micro processors, and keep 'em in line, ma'am" he replied. They both laughed.

Ellen reached out to touch his hand. "Another beer, Dan?"

"Why ma'am, if I didn't know any better, I'd swear you were trying to get me drunk enough to take advantage of me."

Ellen stood up, leaned across the table, looked into his eyes, and said "If I didn't know any better, I'd swear you could read my mind."

Dan caressed her face, then leaned in to kiss her. Their lips met, gently at first. Ellen sighed as she opened her eyes to look at him. Their lips met again, with more passion this time. Ellen sighed again. "Fuck me, Dan. Please fuck me."