That Night At The Motel

I must have been concentrating more on the road ahead than Angela, because when I took my eyes off the road to look at her, her nipples were tenting her top like a hard on tented pants. “Careful Angela, I might just make you live up to that!”

Angela smiled at that then asked if she could find something to listen to on the radio. I told her that I had most of the oldie stations from across the country programmed into the radio settings but have fun finding something. Angela actually dipped her head to the radio and had the tip of her tongue out as she searched the airwaves.

After she settled on an oldie station, we drove on in semi silence. Only when I saw the sign for the Saskatchewan/Manitoba border come in sight did I speak to Angela.

“So before we cross the provincial border, I’m stopping at a motel for something to eat and of course a bed to sleep in!” I don’t know what Angela thought I was going to say, but what I did say must have thrilled her. “So you are more than welcome to come along and get something to eat and to sleep in the room!”

Angela was smiling but reminded me that we were technically strangers. “I’m not sure what to do, after all you haven’t eben told me your name yet, For I know you might have nasty thoughts about what you will do to me when we are alone!”

“Graham Cartier!” I moved my right hand off the steering wheel and extended it to Angela. “And think about it, I could have bludgeoned you on the road and left you there!”

Angela actually appeared to think about that, “Oh yeah or you could have kicked me out of the cab while still driving!”

“What and take a chance that you wouldn’t damage either the door or anything else on the truck by reaching out to save yourself. Do I look like I could afford to pay to repair that kind of damage?” Hoping that Angela would take that the way it was meant.

Then I saw the sign for the motel and little cafe. We were in luck, it was just six thirty when we pulled in, so I told Angela to go to the cafe and order us something to eat while i went to the office and got the room key. Five minutes later I entered the cafe, found Angela in a booth that looked out into the parking lot. I told her that room thirteen sixty-nine was the destination after we ate, it had a shower but unfortunately only had a twin bed, but I was sure that I could make a makeshift bed from two chairs.

The food came, Angela had a grilled cheese sandwich, a bowl of tomato soup and a garden salad. She had ordered me a steak with a baked potato and green beans. We ate in silence, enjoying the taste of real food.

Then when we were finished I got up and went to pay for the food, then I escorted Angela up to the room.
We had just gone in when I told Angela that she could have the shower first, after all it wasn’t me who was lying in the middle of a dirty highway. Angela just looked at me and started for the bathroom, I went over to the small TV and tried to find something to watch.

I don’t know if Angela forgot who she was with when she came out of the shower or if she hoped to incite me into making hr live up to her claims of not resisting me if I tried to fuck her. Angela’s hair was wrapped up in a towel, and that was the only thing covered on her. I couldn’t help but stare at her, her breasts were a good “C” cup that rode high on her chest. I was right her stomach was flat and toned compared to mine. I could feel my cockbegin to stir and tried my damndest to look away from her.

I know the best way not to look was just to go into the bathroom. I did, taking a cold shower to prevent my hard-on from tenting the towel when I came out of the bathroom. Angela was already lying on the bed, only her hair covered, so I left the towel wrapped around my waist. But once again just looking at her naked form from the neck down made my cock hardened.

Then Angela patted the right side of the bed that she wasn’t on. “Graham there’s plenty of room for the both of us on the bed, so come on and lay down, I promise not to attack you in your sleep!”

That wasn’t what worried me, just the opposite, me taking sexual advantage of her before we fell asleep. I swear the scent Angela was giving off was pure enticement to me. And I tried my best to ignore it, but when Angela reached over me to get the TV remote, I pulled her tight against me and started to kiss her lips while fingering her pussy.

And just as Angela said in the truck, she didn’t offer any resistance to me kissing and fingering her, nor did she resist when I tried to get between her legs. When I actually penetrated her pussy, Angela cried out “Oh god yes! Fuck me Graham!”

And just like that any thoughts of saying no to Angla was gone in my mind. All I wanted was to make Angela pleased that I didn’t indeed run her over. I hoped that I was gentle with her, but by the way Angela moaned and moved under me told me that I might have been rougher than I wanted to be.

It wasn’t long before I felt myself tense up and I cried out that I was going to cum. Angela didn’t say anything, just moaned in pure delight, still I pulled my cock out of her pussy and launched streams of hot cum up her crotch and over her breasts. I shot out three good long cums before feeling drops dripping from my cock head. I didn’t want to but I dropped exhausted beside Angela and drifted to sleep.

I had no idea what time it was when I rolled over and touched a wet spot. I just adjusted myself around it and went back to sleep. When the alarm clock went off at seven AM, I found myself all alone in the room. I thought that Angela was already in the shower but when i went to surprise her in the shower, the bathroom was empty.

Oh well Angela must be down at the cafe getting breakfast, so I took a shower, got dressed then went down to join her. When I entered Angela was nowhere around, so I got some scrambled eggs, Canadian Back Bacon, a couple of pieces of toast and a cup of coffee.

I finished eating, paid for the breakfast and Angela still was nowhere in sight. I was on a tight schedule, so I went to the truck and warmed it up. I did the check up, checked everything off, wrote the report then went to get in the cab where Angela was already sitting in the passenger seat. She was still wearing the same clothes that she had on yesterday.

Maybe it was my imagination but I swear that Angela still smelled of the sex we made last night. I was about to say something when the radio came on.

“So from the Strange news of the day, it was reported by a few people driving on the Trans Canada Highway just before the Ontario/Manitoba border that they saw a female lying in the middle of the road. No one claims to have stopped, just swerved around the female and continued their journey!”

“What a crock of shit that was!” Then Angela turned towards me, “Don’t you agree Graham?”