14 comments/ 40019 views/ 8 favorites A Trucker's Story By: blackstallion21 Douglass and Rachael Masterson were driving from the great state of Montana. Helena, Montana to be exact, in route to Topeka, Kansas in November, to see their parents for Thanksgiving. It had been snowing for days through the mountains of Wyoming and upper Colorado, and the roads that Doug and Rachael were traveling were very slick at some points and were fair at best on other roads, and Doug wasn't exactly comfortable driving through these snowy conditions, but would rather himself chance it, then have Rachael do it. Approaching a very steep downgrade, Doug decided to try to coast instead of gassing the little Toyota Camry that they were driving. Instead of the little car slowing, it accelerated and picked up speed, and the sheet of black ice in the middle of the road became the breaking point to the little car's stride, and it spun out of control into the guardrail slamming Rachael's blonde head into the window. Thinking that he could steer out of the mess, Doug accelerated and backwards steered the car, and hit the sheet of ice harder now throwing the car into the guardrail and over it. Once, then twice the little Toyota rolled until it came to a screeching halt, ejecting Rachael out of the passenger's door into the snow. "Doug!" she called, "Doug!" Bleeding from the three-inch gash in her right forehead where her head slammed against the glass window, and the cuts on her right hand and forearm, and left leg where a branch had dug into her when she rolled from the car, Rachael mustered up all the strength she had left in her body and crawled towards the wreckage. Tears streamed down her precious face from her icy blue eyes, as she wondered about the fate of her twin brother. "Rachael, I'm here, but I can't get out! Hurry!" Doug screamed from the car. She pushed forward as she was now just mere yards from where her twin was trapped in the car. As she tried to stand to make more headway, the small car started smoking profusely and ignited in flames. Rachael realized that she had only seconds to free her brother from the wreckage, and she took a step in the general direction of the car and it exploded into flames as the fire had reached the fuel line. The blast knocked Rachael back to the ground. "NO!" Rachael screamed with all of her might. "DOUG!" Then she let out a blood-curdling squeal as she burst into tears and pounded the ground with her fist. "WHY GOD, WHY DOUG? NO!" When Rachael realized that her screams, no matter how loud they were, would bring back the twin brother that she once had, and played with, and beat up, laughed, cried, and joked with, she fought against her wish to stay there in the mountains with her brother until she too died of hypothermia, and frost bite, she struggled to her feet to seek medical attention. I. Ashton. Ashton Mitchell, a 24-year-old truck driver from Aspen Colorado was actually in route back to his home in Aspen, from a stop in Wisconsin when he stumbled upon Rachael. There is a strip of hidden mountain roadway that he always drives, rain, sleet, snow or hail because of its beautiful mountainous terrain, and it's beautiful scenery. So as usual, Ashton was headed down this roadway, when he saw smoke rising from the clearing. As his eighteen-wheeler approached the scene of the accident, he realized that someone didn't make it out if this crash. He parked his truck and searched the scene for any surviving victims. He followed the footprints that Rachael had made back up to the car, and then up to the road. Realizing that any living survivors would be a couple miles from here, he extinguished the little fire that was still smoldering with the fire extinguisher in his cab, called in the accident to the authorities over the CB radio, and started up the rig to head on down the road. Approximately seven miles down the highway; Ashton sees a lump on the side of the highway that looks to be a person. Upon reaching the place that the lump is, he makes out pale legs, a black skirt, a red sweater, and blonde hair. Figuring it is the survivor; Ashton pulls his rig over and puts his flashers on. Jumping out of the truck, he runs over to the body and kneels down to check the body for any signs of life. There is a pulse, but the girl seems to be unconscious. He rolls her over onto her back, and performs rescue breathing. "One, (breath) Two (breath) Three, (breath)" he counts, but still no rise and fall of her chest on her own. He continues this process until he hears her breathing, and she stirs awake. "Are you ok? Are you alright?" Ashton questions. He lifts her limp body and rests it against his, and pulls her hair out of her face. A couple of strands were stuck to her forehead where the gash and her blood had coagulated and dried, and she jumped when he tried to gently move them from her head. "What's your name honey?" he questions, "Are you alright?" Still in major shock, Rachael just stared blankly out into nowhere. The entire situation played back in her mind when she was awoke, and just as Ashton went to open his mouth to ask her again if she was ok, she screamed in a high pitched shrill, "DOUG!" and seemed to convulse, and then she passed out in his arms. "Hey Ma'am," Ashton tried to get this blood soaked blonde to wake up again, or even as much as stir, but to no avail. ~* ~ St. Mark's Rehabilitation and Medical Center was the closest form of medical help that Ashton came across after he placed the blonde into the cab of the truck and drove away from the place that she was found. He took her out of the truck and ran her into the medical center and to the nearest employee that he saw. "I need a gurney for this girl. She was in a car accident on I-146 and she has lost a lot of blood. Not to mention the fact that I think she may have mild symptoms of hypothermia." "What's her name?" the LN asked. "I don't know, I did get her to wake up, but I am just the truck driver that passed the scene of the accident. The driver of the car perished in a fire and I think his name might have been Doug, but I am not sure. Please get her cleaned up." A tear fell down Ashton's face as he placed the limp body on the gurney and the nurses and doctor's assistants swarmed her and took her into the emergency room of the Medical Center. "I promise I will be back to see her. Please take good care of her." Ashton said looking down at his Hershman Trucking Company uniform that was now stained with blood. The drive from Denver to Aspen was particularly long that night. ~* ~ Kelly. Kelly Lynne Deckard, the 22yr old girlfriend of Ashton Mitchell was of course waiting up to start some type of controversy like she always did when Ashton came home from work. "Where have you been all night, and why are you all covered in blood?" Kelly snapped when Ashton walked in the door. "Good evening to you too Kelly. 'Hi Ashton, how was your day?' every once and a while wouldn't kill you, you know? Instead you always want to jump down someone's throat." "Well if you weren't always out on the roads, having me worried sick about where you are, maybe I'd be a little happier when you came home. Now answer my question. Why are you covered in blood?" "I drove past the scene of an accident on my way home and I picked up a girl that was in the accident that I found on the side of the road, and I took her to St. Marks for treatment. Now, are you happy, there is the answer to your question." Ashton said as he removed his shoes at the door and started stripping his uniform pieces off. "Fuck No, I am far from happy! I am at home longing for my boyfriend's touch and you are out rescuing bitches off of the side of the highway. How do you think I feel? You are never home, and you never pay attention to me when you are home! Maybe I want to be loved sometimes!" Ashton was a very meek guy ninety-nine percent of the time, but the only thing that ignited his fire more than anything was a selfish person, an especially a selfish person that was cheating on him, and then acting like she was innocent. Kelly had been caught cheating on Ashton by his best friend AJ when he came over to check on Kelly during one of Ashton's cross- country drives with the trucking company. Kelly had asked AJ to swear to her that he would never tell Ashton, and he lied to her and swore, but went straight to his car and called Ashton on his company cell phone and informed him of Kelly's infidelity. Because of the person that Ashton was, he was able to keep his composure for almost six months, but this was the last straw! "You unappreciative, ungrateful, cheating slut. I am tired of your nagging and bitching about everything! You have anything you could ever want. A condo that rivals any house or apartment that any of your friends could ever dream of, a brand new car, two credit cards that I keep paying on for you to get anything you want, and you even have a boyfriend that you walk all over! Well not anymore sweet cheeks! You cheated on me over six months ago, and I actually was stupid enough to think that you wouldn't do it again, so I didn't even bring it up to you that I knew anything about it. I try to please you in any way that I can, but you never give anything in return, and you are ungrateful and unappreciative for the things that I do give you! I am done Kelly! As of this moment, DONE!" Ashton, now standing inches away from Kelly, screamed in her face. "I do appreciate you, and I never cheated on..." "Don't you dare even fix your mouth to say that! AJ told me that he caught you fucking Roger Jackson on numerous occasions. He caught you once in the act, when he let himself in to check on you, and caught you naked the second time when your stupid ass answered the door expecting to see Roger! Don't play me!" "Well if you gave me sex when I asked for it, and not when you felt like it, I wouldn't have cheated." Kelly said walking into the kitchen with Ashton just steps behind her. "It's sex that you want? Huh, is that what you want? Not a relationship that has been alive since our freshman year in high school when you lost your virginity to me, and promised that you would always stay true? Just sex? Ok, fine, that's what I'll give you!" Ashton grabbed Kelly by her shoulders, spun her around so she was facing him, and slammed her little petite body against the refrigerator. "Sex it is!" he said ripping the t-shirt that she was wearing right down the center, exposing her black bra clad breasts. "Ashton stop, Please... please!" she said as tears ran down her face. "Shut up bitch! Sex is what you want, here it is!" He said as he took one hand and pinned her to the stainless steel appliance and ripped her jeans open with the other hand and pulled them down with her thong, exposing her clean-shaven twat and smooth legs. As Ashton took his three fingers and planned to insert them into Kelly and sodomize her with them, she whispered, "You're scaring me Ashton. I love you." The rage that once inflamed Ashton's eyes now melted away. "You're not worth spending the rest of my life in jail." He said pushing Kelly with the hand that still had her pinned to the refrigerator, and he turned to walk away. Disgusted, exhausted, and upset, Ashton went up to his room, and quietly packed all of his belongings, called his mother and put all of his things into his Ford Escape, and left Kelly sitting on the kitchen floor balling her eyes out with her pants around her ankles and her shirt torn on the floor. II. Serena answered the door with open arms as her only child walked up her front stairs. Ashton had tears in his eyes as he embraced his mom, and after he told her the story he got a bowl of Frosted Flakes™ and went to bed for the night. The next morning Ashton was up at 6am with the smell of Maxwell House coffee pervading through out his mother's flat. He didn't have to go to work, so he decided that he was going to visit the blonde girl in St Marks. So after he sat down to have a cup of coffee with his mom, he got dressed and headed to Denver. Ashton was walking down the hallway of the Rehabilitation Ward, and upon reaching the nurses station; a young brunette in a full nurse's uniform stopped him. "You're the gentleman that brought the girl in Room 420 into the hospital yesterday aren't you?" this woman asked. "Ashton Mitchell. Nice to meet you, and you are?" "Doctor Emily Nichole Peterson. I have been overseeing the girl that you brought in last night. She is in stable condition, but she is in a coma right now. We cleaned her up and bandaged her up, but I couldn't find anything on her to identify her. We can't identify her body. I personally called the Register of Colorado, and I still can't find out who she is." She told him. "Well I will opt to take care of her." Ashton said shaking Dr. Peterson's hand. "And I can pay the bill for her stay when she is well enough to leave." Ashton walked into the room where the blonde girl stayed, and stayed and talked to her all day. He had heard that you could speed up the recovery of a person in a coma by talking and interacting with them, so he tried. He told her about his mom, and Kelly and his job, and only left her side to go to work and to go home to change, shower and eat. This went on for about five days, and on the sixth day, Ashton started to worry a little. "Damn baby, I wish you could wake up and talk to me. You look so beautiful lying there, but I wish I knew your name. I want to get to know you a little better than just talking to a girl in a coma." Ashton said quietly as he held the warm hand of the blonde. "You can start by telling me who you are, and where I am." Rachael whispered faintly without opening her eyes. "I feel like there's a thousand pounds of pressure lying on me." "I am Ashton Mitchell. I am the truck driver that rescued you off of I-146 when I found you in the snow freezing to death." "Doug, is he here? And where am I? Are we in Montana?" Rachael asked. "I'm afraid not. We are in Denver, Colorado, and you are in the St Mark's Rehabilitation Center. And who is Doug, because he isn't here either. You were in a car accident. Don't you remember that? And the driver of the car perished in a fire." All of the accident rushed back to Rachael's memory, and tears started flowing from her face. "Doug was my twin brother. And I do remember now. Oh my God, I can't believe that he died." "Well how is your body? Your leg and forehead looked painful." Ashton asked, "I can help you try to move around if you'd like." "That's alright, I can stay here for the moment. My name is Rachael Elizabeth Masterson, and my twin Duggy and I were headed to see our parents for the holidays when he and I got into an accident with the black ice that totaled our car and as an end result, ended up taking Duggy's life. When the car flipped over, I was ejected from the car and as I went to try to rescue him, the car exploded into flames. Douglass was my best friend. Screw the fact that he was my twin, he saved my life on another occasion and mow he gave his life to save mine." Rachael said as tears began to stream down her face again, "and now I owe you my life too, because if it weren't for you I probably would have died on the side of 146 in the snow." "Well I would rather not speak about your demise, but I do have a question." Ashton said. "Shoot..." "Do you have a place to go? I understand that you are from Montana, but you are aware that we are in Colorado right?" Ashton said taking Rachael's hand. "I never thought about that. No. The closest relative to Aspen is my parents in Topeka, which is where we were headed." "Well, you have two choices, stay with Serena and me, or I can take you down to Kansas on a Truck run. Your choice." Ashton said. "Well I don't want to barge in on your girlfriend, but I am not ready to face my mom with the news of Doug's death," Rachael started before being interrupted, "Serena isn't my girlfriend, she's my mom! I just call her Serena sometimes because I love her name." After thinking on her two options, Rachael agreed to stay with Ashton and his mother, and she starts on her way to a full recovery. III. About three weeks later, Ashton had to take a truck trip to Nebraska for a week. Every day he called Serena and Rachael to check up on them, and slowly but surely a relationship began to form between he and Rachael. One day he called home and Rachael picked up the phone and they talked for an hour about absolutely nothing, and as they were getting off the phone, Rachael ended the conversation by saying, "Alright Ash, I 'm gonna get off of here, I love you..." and her voice trailed off "I mean I..." "You mean what Rae?" "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to say that, and it just slipped out, I..." "Well, did you mean it?" "Well, yes I do love you, and I did mean it, but... I don't know." "Well what if I said I loved you too? Would that change anything?" Ashton sparked back. "Oh my god, my heart is fluttering a million miles per second, and I have more butterflies in my stomach than I know what to do with," Rachael whispered, "Yes it would change things! Because that would mean that I might have a boyfriend when he comes back home, and not just a kind trucker that picked my frigid body up off of the side of the highway." "That might just be the case. So will you have me??" Ashton asked as his heart too pounded out of his chest. "Yes Ash! I want you so bad and it has been so long since I have felt the love that you have shown me in the time that you have known me. I would love to see if this can work." She said as a grin spread from ear to ear, and her ivory cheeks changed to a bright red. "Ashton I'm blushing. I haven't felt this way in along time." "Well I can't wait to see you! Give Serena a hug and a kiss for me, and you can let her know that we are dating if you would like too. I love you angel, but I'm gonna get off of the phone, because I am about to deliver this palate to my next stop." "Alright baby, I love you too. See you when you get home." *** A new Rachael was awaiting Ashton's arrival home from his week trip across country. She had dyed her golden locks to a bright auburn and cut it from shoulder length to right below her jaw line and had curled the ends up and to the back. If she weren't drop dead gorgeous the last time Ashton laid eyes on her, (which she was)... she was for sure now! Serena had tipped Rae off to the fact that a red- head makes her son Ash really hard in the pants. "Who are you and what have you done to my Rachael?" Ashton questioned as soon as he walked in the door. "Don't you like it?" she begged, "Mom said you loved chicks with red hair." "I do, but I liked the blonde chick better, but I can get used to it I guess... just kidding, I love it!" he said opening his arms to hug her. "Mmm, I can tell that either, you really do love it, or there's a cucumber in your front pants pocket, I can't tell which it is." Rachael said laughing. "Well I don't carry cucumbers randomly in my pockets so, I must be ecstatic to see you!" Ashton said letting her go and walking over towards Serena. "Boy don't even think you're coming to hug up on me with a hard pole in your pants! I can deal with just a kiss!" She said as he approached her and they all broke into laughter. Later on that day Ashton was upstairs on his bed watching television, and Rachael came and stood in his doorway. "Hey I have a question for you. Can I make something up to you?" "What's that Rae?" he asked. As she walked toward him she approached his bed and knelt down in front of him. "I want to take you out. Can we go for a walk in the park or something? There's something on my mind that I want to get out." A Trucker's Story "Sure Rachael, but you are aware that it is snowing and it's about twenty degrees out there." "I know that, come on, I'll change out of my skirt, and I'll meet you in the living room." After she changed, Rachael came downstairs to the living room where Ashton waited patiently for her in his leather coat and gloves. They walked outside and down the street into the park on Smith Street in complete silence. Then all of the sudden as if it were triggered, tears flowed from Rachael's eyes. Immense amounts of tears just flowed from her eyes and down her face and into the snow below their feet, and then out of the blue, Rachael choked out the word "Everything!" Ashton was in a complete state of awe, and he stopped in his tracks and grabbed her hand and faced her. "Go ahead baby, tell me what's on your mind." "Everything I had is no more, and everything I have is because of you! I just found out that I can't go back to Helena, because my apartment was in a fire that was started in the building below it, and everything that I am today is all because you found me on the side of the road, and you refused to leave me for dead. You could have left me in the hospital to fend for myself, but you didn't! And now I have to find a way to make it up to you! I am living with you and your mother with no cost to me, and your mother won't let me give her anything! I just feel that I owe you and your mother more than I have to give!" she said balling, and looking Ashton in his eyes. "We don't want you to pay us back! Especially not me! I did it because I wanted too! Not because I had too! And I could have left you where you lay on the street, and I could have left you in the hospital, and went on about my life and not visited you daily, and not talked to you everyday while you were in a coma, but I didn't! I wanted to see you make it out! And I am glad that I did everyday I see you walking around my house with your big loud icy blue eyes piercing the silence that used to curse Serena's flat! She hasn't been the same since Daniel died! She told me to call her Serena just so she could here something other than Mom and Mrs. Mitchell, and Reverend Mitchell and Reverend Mitchell's wife. She and Daniel were ordained ministers that ran a church together until Daniel died from Prostate Cancer three years ago. Then you came and she has been a totally different person. We don't want anything from you but you!" he said holding both of her hands and staring down into her eyes. Speechless, Rachael stood on her toes and kissed Ashton's cheek. "I take it you are content then?" he asked. "Yes, lets go back home, I'm cold." *** When they reached the flat, Serena was traveling down the hallway to the bathroom. "Good night Rae and Ash. I'm going to take a bath and go to bed." "Good night mom" they said in unison. As Rachael stripped from her fur coat, boots, gloves and hat, Ashton walked over to the wet bar and picked up a rocks glass and poured a double of vodka over a couple of ice cubes, and turned to Rachael to ask her if she wanted anything. She responded with a 'no' and he took off his coat and shoes and took his place on the couch after he put a DVD into the player. Rachael sat down beside him and curled up in the fetal position in his right side and laid her head on his chest. About fifteen minutes later, Rachael got up and as she walked around the couch, Ashton looked up at her. "Rae?" "The cuffs of my jeans are soaking wet and I am cold, I'm going to put some pj's on." She said. "No, just get that blanket on the recliner, and take your jeans off and then come back over here." He pleaded with her. Hesitantly, Rachael did as she was instructed, and took off her jeans, and threw them over the loveseat and then trekked back to the couch in just her sweater, panties and ankle socks. Ashton took one look at Rachael and his cock sprung to attention in his pants. Thoughts of what he would like to do to that body ran through his head at top speed but he did nothing to show her that he was interested. After she curled back up into his arms, she reached out for his glass and looked up into his eyes with puppy eyes. She could tell that he didn't want to give it to her but he did and she took the glass and drank the rest of the alcohol and shook the ice cubes in the glass. "I thought you weren't drinking." He said to her as she handed his glass back toward him. "I don't want it now, you drank it all." She just giggled and got up and walked to the wet bar. She added a couple of cubes to the glass and picked up the bottle of Stolichnaya L'orange and poured a triple over the ice and returned to her seat. "Here you big baby." She said taking a sip of it, and cringing, then handing the glass to him and pulling the cover over her sexy ivory legs. A couple minutes later, Ashton decided to get brave and he slowly inched his hand down the length of Rachael's arm and onto her torso, and towards the top of her panties. "And what do you think you are doing mister?" she asked without taking her eyes off of the movie. "Absolutely nothing," he said as his hand reached her panties. He ran his index finger over the elastic band of the garment and then took his index and middle fingers and lifted the band enough for it to leave the side of her body, and then he let it go and it snapped back into place. "Ouch you bastard..." she said as the two of them giggled. Then he took the same two fingers and traced a line along her inner thigh and across her panty covered vagina. "mmm, absolutely nothing huh? Then why does it feel so good?" Rachael shivered as goose pimples rose all over her body. He took that as a cue to keep going in the direction that he was headed, and he took the same two fingers and moved her red silk panties to the side and inserted them into her sopping wet pussy, and she let out a soft sigh. In and out he slid them slowly as Rae moaned and sighed heavily. To give him a better access point, she rolled over onto her back, and opened her legs to let him have his way with her. Two fingers drilled into her wet pussy over and over until she shivered from head to toe. Then Ashton pulled his fingers out of her pussy and pulled the blanket off of her. She pulled her panties down and off of her body, and as she lay back down onto him, he brought his fingers up to her mouth. " Taste that sweet nectar." He instructed her, and hesitantly she sucked all of the moisture off of his fingers. "You've never tasted yourself before?" She just shook her head, but didn't respond. He took now three fingers and inserted them into her awaiting pussy, and she arched her back in pleasure. As his fingers fucked her wet hole over and over, she took his wrist in her hands and pumped his hand into her harder. "Make me cum, make me cum, make me cum," she whispered over and over again until her body shivered in twin orgasms. "Twice?" he asked looking down at his wet cum covered hand. "Yeah," she giggled, and that was all the response that she gave until she sighed. "You're not ready to be done yet are you?" Ashton inquired. "Hell no, and you better not be ready to be finished either!" Rae said pulling the red sweater and her bra off over her head, just leaving her ankle socks as the only clothing that she wore. Ashton put the glass down on a coaster and reached for the button of his jeans, and Rae pushed his hands out of the way. "No, I'll do it!" she said unbuttoning his jeans, and pulling them from under his ass, but leaving his boxers on. His seven-inch cock head was poking out of the hole in his boxers, and Rachael took her teeth and gently placed them around his cock. "Ahhh," he gasped, and she looked up at him. "No talking! And No Noise!" Ashton was shocked. He thought he had found a sweet innocent girl on the side of the road, and here he picked up a dominatrix. She took her teeth again to the tip of his cock, and his back arched, but he remained silent. She pulled it out, and in one fluid motion, took the entire seven inches into her mouth without gagging. Up and down her mouth slid along his cock as she let her saliva just run down to the base of it and down over his scrotum. Then she took her small b-cup tits and smashed them together and ran the head of his cock over her rock hard nipples. Ashton's eyes rolled back into his head as he sat back into the couch. Rachael saw this and reached up and pinched his nipples through his shirt. When she did this, his cock twitched. "Oh, you like that, huh? She stood up and straddled Ashton's legs and opened her pussy lips and slid down onto his spit-covered cock. "Lets lose this shirt... bitch." She said as she slowly started riding up and down his cock. He opened his eyes and looked into her eyes, and innocence had been replaced with desire. "Fuck Me!" she mouthed silently, while pinching his nipples in between her forefingers and thumbs. Faster and harder she road him, and bounced on his hard member. Rachael let go of his nipples and took her nails and clawed into the sides of Ashton's torso so hard that it pierced into his skin in three places and blood ran down the sides of his body. "Make me cum!" she growled and she drug her fingernails across his body and onto the front of his body. As she got closer to her hands meeting, he grabbed her wrists and stopped her. Then for some reason, his eyes were drawn to her thigh where the scar was still healing from the wreck, and then his eyes were distracted to the part of her bang covered forehead where the other gash was, and his mind was taken back to the blonde that he found and what he wanted to do to her from the moment that he laid eyes on her. He grabbed her around the waist, making careful not to let his cock fall out of her hot pussy, and he walked over to the wall and slammed her body against it. "Ashton..." she gasped. "Shh!" he scolded as he switched gears and started slamming his cock into her wanton pussy. "Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah," she gasped as the air was pushed up and out of her lungs to the rhythm of their fucking. "Make...Me...Cum...Ash...Ton...Fuck...Me...Har...Der...Fas...Ter...AHH...AHH...GOD...GOD...Ah....." the last sound came out as a gasp, as they both erupted into orgasm and her pussy muscles contracted over and over milking out every last drop of hot cum that shot into her pussy in thick ropes. Exhausted, they slumped onto each other, and Rachael's legs untangled from around Ashton's back and slowly found gravity and touched the floor. IV. One morning after Ashton left for work, Serena and Rachael were left alone and the phone rang. "Rae can you get that, I have pancake batter all over my hands." "Yeah Mom, I will..." "Hello, Mitchell Residence." "Can I Speak to Ashton," the other voice on the phone asked. "He's at work right now, who is speaking please?" "No the real question is who are you?" "My name is Rachael, I am a house guest of Serena and Ashton. Now can I please take a message, or I am hanging up." "No, I'll call back later, that's alright." The voice said before hanging up on Rachael. "Shell, who was on the phone?" Serena asked as she walked into the den where Rachael was on the phone. "I'm not sure mama, she wouldn't tell me and she got smart with me. She asked who I was and kept questioning me." "I think I know who that might have been. But don't worry!" Later on when Ashton returned from work, Rachael told him about the phone call. "Did she have a soft timid voice?" he asked. "Yeah who was it?" "My ex. Her name is Kelly." "Let me guess, she is trying to regain what was once lost?" she asked. "I don't know, but there's nothing for you to worry about!" *** Rachael and Serena went to the shopping mall a little later on, and Ashton decided to take a trip over to Kelly's apartment. The main door into the apartment was unlocked, so after knocking twice with no answer, Ashton let himself into the house. "Kellz" he hollered. That voice was strangely familiar to Kelly, and she bolted down the flight of stairs in just her bathrobe from the bathroom where she was getting ready for work. "Baby boy, how are you?" she said as she rushed him and peppered kisses all over his face and neck. "Kelly, Don't!" Ashton scolded. "That's not what I came over here for! I came to see what the hell you are calling Serena's house for." "Pooh Bear I miss you. I'm not allowed to call you and talk to you once and a while?" she wined. "I did kind of date you for how many years? Don't you think there are still feelings left in this heart of stone?" "Well I wouldn't expect that from a normal ex girlfriend, but how dare you? You are the one that cheated on me! You lied and slept with another guy on more than one occasion! So therefore, I really could care less if you have feelings for me! Your problem is, and my source is correct, so your problem is your sex partner has found someone a little skinner than you, and a little taller, and a little cuter! And now that you are alone, and you found out that I am content with my life, you want to fuck it up! Well sorry bae, that isn't going to happen! I love Rachael with all of my heart, and there is nothing that you can do to change that!" "Ashton please, I will admit it! I am green with envy in a fit of jealousy! I was stupid, I know, but we had so much! I want you so badly! Anything you want you can have! You can fuck me in the ass like you have always wanted to, you can physically hurt me, you can make me your personal slave, ANYTHING you want baby! Anything!" she pleaded. "Deckard! You had your chance to be Kelly Mitchell! But you are the one that fucked up! Not me! Now deal with your consequences." Ashton said as he turned to leave. "Just tell me one thing, and be honest, is she better than me?" Kelly asked as tears ran down her face. "Do you really want the truth Kelly?" Ashton asked as he turned to face her again, "Not only is Rachael better than you, and not that you were bad, and not that you are ugly either, but Rachael also is much prettier also. I would have never ever dreamed that I would be with such a beautiful girl. But she made the first move, so I took it! I'm sorry, I am human, and I thrive on being loved. And if it were up to me, you and I would have been married, but you fucked up..." Kelly just stood there with her bathrobe tied around her waist and her perky cleavage showing out of the top of the robe with tears trailing from her eyes down to her breasts as Ashton walked out of her front door. Needless to say, she also called off of work sick, and she cried and sat in the middle of her living room floor and ate Ben and Jerry's Cherry Garcia ice cream. V. Serena had to go to her sister's house to help her construct wedding favors for her niece's wedding that was coming up in the very near future, so she dropped Rachael off at her flat and kept going to her sister's house. Meanwhile, Rachael went inside and fixed up the house for Ashton's arrival. When Ashton came home, there were rose pedals laid out on the carpet at the door, and they were in a path leading through the den and into the kitchen. On the Island counter, there was a glass of Merlot next to the bottle with a chocolate truffle lying in front of it on a rose pedal. Ashton took the hint and put the truffle in his mouth and then took a sip of the wine. He took the glass and followed the rose pedals from the kitchen down the hallway to the bathroom door, where there is a piece of paper on the closed door that has "Ashy" written on it. Inside the folded piece of paper there is just one word. "Strip!" Taking the advice of the letter obviously written by his lover, he disrobes his garments before he enters the room. Ass naked and cock in full swing, he enters the bathroom where he comes in contact with what would be a pitch black room if it weren't for all of the candle lighting, and sees Rachael in a tub full of bubbles smelling like milk and honey. "I've been waiting for you..." Rachael says seductively. To say the least, the cock that was semi-erect and in full swing came to an abrupt attention, and Ashton slowly sauntered towards the naked girl in the bubbles. "C'mon, baby get in with me..." she said as she moved all the way to the back of the tub to allow for room for Ashton. As he stepped in the tub, he took a few extra seconds to allow his body time to get acclimated to the very hot water. Once both feet were in, he slowly sunk his naked ass into the water in between Rachael's legs. Slowly he slipped deeper into the water until only his head was above the water, and that rested in between Rachael's tiny supple breasts. "Does it feel good baby?" Rae asked as she massaged Ashton's tight shoulders then slowly worked her fingers down to his nipples. "MMMMmmmmm," was all Ashton could work himself up to saying. As she played with his erect nipples, the cock that was rock hard to begin with, thumped with pressure that felt as if it were going to explode. He closed his eyes and masturbated his erect member to try to ease some of the pain. "Don't you dare cum early, I have plans first!" Rachael bent over and whispered in Ashton's ear. Then she bit his earlobe and stuck her tongue into his ear. Reluctantly, he loosened his grip on his cock, and his arms arose to the surface of the water. As Rachel continued to pleasure Ashton's upper body, she got an idea. About thirty seconds later, Ashton's arm came to rest on the side of the tub, and Rachael decided to capsize on the moment. She picked up the black candle that rested above Ashton on the wall mount for the soap, and she tipped the hot wax out so it dribbled out onto his arm. Caught off guard, Ashton jumped up abruptly, and then turned to look at Rachael who had a sinister grin on her face. "What's the fuck was that all about?" he scolded, "and why do you have that shit eating grin on your face?" "Baby, I am sorry if it hurt, I wanted to try something new. I saw it on a sex movie, and I thought it was erotic. It made me wet watching the men squirm as their girl dripped hot wax on them." She whispered. Ashton chuckled at her innocence, and calmed down. "Well I am up for trying something different if that is what you wanted." Her big glassy eyes told him everything. And he immediately was turned on again, (his erection left quickly when she burned him the first time...) and he wanted to see where this game would lead them. He turned around again, and let her do what she wanted. This time Rachael went about the whole thing with a different attitude, and she dribbled the wax in a small steady stream up his arm. The black wax pooled in a couple places but for the most part, it just ran off in little rivers and dried up. Rachael was so turned on that she wanted this done to her! "Baby, I need you inside of me right now!" she whispered. That sentence really didn't register to Ashton the way she had hoped it would, and he just stayed where he was between her legs, so she tried again... "...Ashton, NOW!" she scolded. The sentence sunk in, and he turned around and started violently fucking her face with his tongue. She placed the candle on the side of the tub, and grabbed him by his ass cheeks and guided him up to her, and when she felt his hard member knocking at her wet pussy's door, she yanked his body really hard into hers and his cock entered her. "Hard!..." she gasped in between kisses, and he took that cue and started violently pounding into her gaping hole. Harder and harder, and faster he pounded into her, splashing water every which way. Leaning her against the back wall of the tub, Ashton had a picture perfect view of Rachael's cute tits bouncing around as he pounded into her and he also had the perfect view into her eyes. "You are beautiful!" he said quietly to her. A Trucker's Story "The wax baby, thank you, but no compliments now, fuck me." She said blushing. Feeling a little crushed, he got over his feelings and picked up the candle and started dripping wax on Rae's tits, nipples, and down her torso, and oh was he glad he did. Rachael went into spasms after about thirty seconds of her wax play session. "Ash, I'm gonna cuh- uh- umm!" Shit...!" she squealed as she erupted into orgasm. *** Yet another truck drive catches Ashton away from the house and when he comes back to the house, more drama is waiting on him, and he wishes he was still on cross country when this news hits him. Ashton walked into the house to see Serena hovering over Rachael's shoulder comforting her and consoling her as she balled her eyes out. He walked up to the table beside Serena and asked what the problem was. "I'll let Rachael tell you that." Serena said as she walked away. "Ashton, I think I have to go home to my mother. My Grandmother just died of cancer, and my father tried to commit suicide because he took it so hard. I really don't know how I am going to be of any help, but I need to see my family in their time of depression." She said staring up at him through tear filled eyes. "Listen Rae, I can't stop you from doing what you know is right, but I also can't accompany you on your trip back home. I wish I could but my job wouldn't permit it." He said as a tear welled up in his eye. "I don't know what to do for you either Rae." "This time I don't think you or Serena can help me. I think you have done enough, and I think it's my turn to do for myself. My Uncle Marcus is coming up from Topeka and he will take me home to see my Mom and Dad as I must be by their side during this time of need." She said. "Are you sure you want to leave, and we can't help you do anything at all for you?" Serena pleaded. "Yes Mom, and you couldn't possibly do anything more that you two haven't already done for me." Rachael said still balling uncontrollably. Ashton was the most torn by this entire situation. He was letting his lover slip through his fingertips and there was nothing that he could so at this time. He sulked to his room where love found him sitting on his bed as his heart was melting into a puddle of mush. About a half hour later Rachael was standing in the doorway of Ashton's room. "Baby, I am so sorry. I don't want to leave you. I know you don't want to lose me, and you know that I don't want to lose you. I will be back as soon as I can, I swear." ~*~ In the matter of two weeks time, Ashton lost everything that he worked to build. He was well aware that he shouldn't have fallen so hard for a girl that he had just met not a full six months ago, but he needed comfort after being emotionally scarred by Kelly. From time to time, Ashton would visit Kelly or call her but only once did he almost fall for Kelly's games. He went over one day after working a Double Trip (a two week trek that spanned over 5 states) and in the process of just being polite, ended up in a trap. "So how has it been without your precious Rachael?" Kelly asked. "It has been Hell, but I am going to make it!" he said. "I know you will, you were always a strong person. You put up with my foolishness for years, so I know you'll make it. Speaking of which, don't you miss me?" "Kelz, I have always loved you and I do miss you from time to time. You did lose your virginity to me remember? And you cried when you saw blood. There will always be a bond between us, but I don't think we could ever be together again... you hurt me more than you'll ever know." Ashton said as Kelly walked across her living room towards him and sat beside him on the couch. "You know I never meant to hurt you Ashy. I know you know my needs. You were never here..." she said running her fingers up and down his arms and kissing his neck and cheek. "I needed the warm touch of my baby on all of those long cold nights. I needed to feel your warm body against mine on the long cold nights. And I need you inside of me right now..." Kelly said unzipping Ashton's jeans slowly. "One last time?" she pleaded quietly as he stopped her hand as she reached in his jeans to unleash his hard cock. "No Kelly, I wouldn't feel right. I can't do it anymore. I love you and all, but you have to realize that Rachael is the only girl in my life right now. You fucked up your chances with me!" he said zipping his pants back up and kissing Kelly's mouth. "Sorry," he said as he arose to his feet. On the way out the door, Ashton turned and looked at Kelly's tear stained face, "To close out all other controversy, I think it would be best for us not to keep seeing each other as friends anymore. I don't want you to believe that you are entitled to something that no longer belongs to you, and I wouldn't dream of hurting Rachael. Good Bye Kelly Lynne!" It was about a week from that day when Ashton got a phone call from Rachael. "Hey Baby, did you miss this voice?" she cooed over the phone. "Did I ever! So what's the verdict, are you coming back to me?" he impatiently questioned. "Yes, I am, and I will be back in about two days. Mom and dad are ok for me to leave them and I am getting a ride back up from my Uncle Marcus and Aunt Lucy. Give Serena a kiss for me, and I'll see you in forty-eight hours. I Love You." "I love you too Rae. See you soon." ~* ~ In a last stitch attempt to find love, Kelly decided that Ashton wasn't the lover that she wanted anyway, and decided to take a road trip to Las Vegas to see her ex-boyfriend Shawn. So early one Saturday, she packed all of her clothes in her car, after talking all night long to Shawn on the phone, and started her trek to Vegas from the great state of Colorado. After traveling about halfway to her destination, she came into a mountainous part of the highway, and she came to a very curvy stretch of road. Upon coming around a corner that she approached too fast she crossed the centerline in the two-lane highway. The delivery driver was fumbling with the CD player that wouldn't play his favorite song, and Kelly didn't see the truck coming her way until it was too late. Desperately trying to steer the other way out of the line of the trucks path, Kelly's little Ford Focus hit the embankment on the passenger's side and spun her directly in the path of the delivery truck. Time slowed down it seemed to Kelly, and her life flashed before her eyes. Pieces of her plastic car went flying in all directions, and the impact threw Kelly from one side of the car to the other, and her head exploded through the window on the passenger's side of the car. The driver of the delivery truck, who was not wearing a seatbelt, met a worse fate as he launched through the windshield and onto the pavement below. It wasn't long before another driver was headed down that same stretch of road and came upon the two deceased drivers who now lay in bloody mangled piles between the wreckage. The young lady that stumbled upon the wreckage couldn't describe to the dispatch operator as to what the description of either one of the victims looked like, but she did say that the name on the side of the delivery truck said 'Hershman Trucking Company.' The characters in this story were completely fictional, and the proceeding was an entirely fictional story derived from the mind of the Author. Any names, or situations that were mentioned in this story are completely for your enjoyment pleasure only and no parts of this story can be duplicated or redistributed in any manor with out the consent of the author. Thank You! ~SMB08'