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The Hitchhiker Ch. 01

By: MistyTrina



I am driving down a country back road when I spot him. It is a very cold night, too cold to be walking, and I can tell that he isn't from around here. His coat is not heavy enough and his duffel bag that hangs across his huge shoulders tell me so. I pull over to ask him where he is going and if he needs a ride.

He peers into the passenger side window and flashes a smile that reaches all the way to his warm brown eyes and makes my belly flip flop, "Yes, ma'am. I'd be very grateful for a ride."

Where the hell did this boy come from? Little House in the Prairie?

"Well, hop in," I say with a smile. He hops in my SUV, "Much obliged, ma'am."

"Cut the ma'am crap. My name's Misty. Where you going? Or, maybe I should ask what are you running from?"

"Yes, ma'am. Err...sorry. Misty. I'm not runnin' from anything. Just tryin' to get out of a boring town."

He tells me the name of a city that is close by, but is still too far away to drive in one night - perfect! I have other ideas for him tonight. He doesn't know it yet, but he is going to have the time of his life. I'll show him who he is calling "Ma'am."

"OK. Well, you know what? That's still pretty far away and since it's so dark out and I don't know that area very well, how about I take you home with me, set you up in the guest room, and get a nice homecooked meal in you? Then, first thing in the morning, I will drive you to your destination. Sound good?" I just omitted the part that my guest room serves as my play room. If he says yes, he will see the props, the shackles on the bed, and the swing as soon as he walks in the door to the playroom. Grinning as I think to myself I am grateful that I don't get much company. Wonder if he will bolt and run? Or, will he play along? The thought of it already has my panties soaked.

"Umm...I can't put you out like that. If you just drop me off at the next intersection, I'll get out and continue to walk."

Shit! He's a runner! "No. I insist. It isn't any bother whatsoever. I swear, I'm not a serial killer or anything. Just a lonely housewife on my way home from getting groceries and thought I'd do something nice for a complete stranger." What he doesn't know is that my husband is out of town and I can play as much as I want. What I do is my business. Even though my husband doesn't mind my kinks, he doesn't always want to play hard.

"If you're sure..." Yes! Guilt always works!

Before he even has a chance to change his mind again, we pull into the driveway. "We're home! Come in and take off your coat and relax." And, your shirt. And, your pants. And... I make myself busy unloading the groceries, trying to get the image of him naked and strapped to my bed out of my mind, when he comes up behind me and helps me with the groceries. He is so close that I can smell him. He smells like a Christmas tree. I can't wait to get him in my mouth so I can see if he tastes as good as he smells.

"Why don't you go and warm up with a shower while I heat you some soup? There are towels and everything you need in the bathroom. You can put on my husband's robe when you are done. He won't mind," I say as I direct him out of the kitchen and into the bathroom. My God! It takes all I have not to reach around to touch his cock in those tight jeans. And those arms! Holy shit, they are huge in his flannel shirt. If he flexes, I am sure he will rip the sleeve. 

I wait by the door until I hear the shower going for a few minutes, then I quietly open the door. I step inside the steamy bathroom, strip off my jeans, Tshirt, and socks and climb in the shower with him. He is a bit shocked, but somehow, I think he knew that I was going to sneak in here with him and is pleased by it. At least his cock knew and is pleased. I can't wait any longer. I reach out to stroke him, he is all wet from the water which makes it easy for me to move my hand over his already sensitive head. He moans.

I bend down so the water hits my back making my long auburn hair stick to me and put his throbbing cock in my mouth. I suck and lick every inch and caress his smooth balls in my hands. I know he is about ready to cum, I stop and say, "Let's take this to the bedroom."

We get out, I wrap him up in a big towel that is nearly too small for his big frame, take his hand and walk him to the play room. As I open the door, I expect him to do something to show his disapproval. But, what I see on his face, is not disapproval. It is utter delight! He is still smiling as he glances around at everything. There is a swing in the corner, and on the bed, atop the black and red silk sheets, lie a pair of shackles. On top of the dresser, my collection of whips is in plain sight – whips ranging in size from the mini that I use on their feet to the largest one that I use to make them listen. Haphazardly tossed about the room are the various blindfolds I didn't get picked up from the last "play date."

"Don't worry. We won't use those tonight." I might be imagining things, but I think he's disappointed by that. I don't want to scare him away, but maybe we will use something...

I yank the towel away, grab him by his erect penis and guide him to the bed. "Lay down." He does. He's very obedient. I like that! I grab one ankle, lock it in the shackle. Grab the other ankle and lock that one. "That's all I will lock," I tell him. "I want your hands free."

I climb on the bed, straddle his waist and kiss his sweet lips. They really are sweet, like honey. But, that's not where I want his lips. I crawl further up so I am sitting on his face and tell him, "Lick my clit, like you are a cat lapping up milk." He does, and oh my is he good! "Yes! Tongue fuck me!" I take his hands and guide them to my eager breasts where he pulls and kneads them, making me swell with lust, but I did not need to show him what to do with his tongue. Soon enough he had my thighs shaking so badly that I had to grip the headboard so I wouldn't fall. He throws me over the edge again and again.

After that last intense orgasm when I thought I was going to pass out, I climb off. "I don't know who taught you to do that, but my regards to that person. My God you are talented!" I start towards the dresser to get the key so I can unlock his ankles. "You may use the bathroom, but that's it. Otherwise you are not to move from that bed." 

"What? What about me? Are you just going to leave me like this?" He looks down and grabs his rock hard shaft.

"Yes, yes, I am going to leave you. There are cameras everywhere in this room and in the bathroom." I'm lying. There are no cameras. "You won't know when I will be watching, but I will be watching. Do not touch yourself in pleasure. Not in here or in the bathroom. Understand?"

"Um, not really..."

"For tonight, and until you leave, you are to be my boy toy. You will do as I say and nothing else. Now do you understand?"

"Whoa, not so sure I'm up for this. What if I say no? I really need to cum here."

"Too bad." I point to the whips and say, "Saying no is not an option. Do as I say and I promise you, you will be taken care of and will be a happy boy when you leave here."

"OK, Misty."

Time to lay down the law. "No, no. I was being nice in the car when I introduced myself as Misty. For now on, I'm Miss Misty to you. Got it?"

"Yes ma'am. Ah, Misty. Ah, Miss Misty." Poor guy is nervous and maybe a wee bit scared. Good! "By the way, I am Brian. I just had my tongue in your pussy, and you didn't even know my name."

He has a lot to learn! Too bad he isn't staying, I could teach him how to be a proper sub.

"I don't give a flying fuck what your name is, Bri-an." I say his name as I shut the playroom door in a mocking way to let him know that he is nothing to me. Absolutely nothing. A boy toy for the night, and maybe tomorrow, depending on how long he stays. But, that is it. Looking at his face, maybe I went too far. I'm not use to dominating such a young man. Most of my subs have been older men. Men who have been dominated all their lives by a strong woman and suddenly find themselves alone, but liking the freedom they never had before. They just need to be told what to do and how to do it in bed. Without that, they have no clue.

I scoop his clothes from the bathroom and find his wallet, flip it open to see what things he is hiding. On his drivers license it says "Name – Brian Henry. Date of Birth – March 11, 1990." That makes him 24 years old, but he looks so young! Oh, and looky – he has a condom in there. Rummaging through his other pockets, I find them empty and toss them in the washing machine to run while I get a quick nightcap before bed. 

As I lay down in my bed to try to sleep, my mind plays over what just happened in the playroom. This kid, while I didn't ask him his age, I can tell he is young enough to manipulate, but old enough to know what he wants. It will be a challenge, if he stays. Oh, I so hope I can convince him to stay!

My interest in living this way happened purely by accident. As my husband and I matured in our relationship, I saw how we interacted with each other. Even though I stayed home, raised the kids, tended to the house, I was the one who made all the important decisions, especially when it came to the finances. I still do. My husband gets an allowance from me, and his place of employment when he travels. He has no idea how to manage money unless it is dictated to him what goes where. It was early on in our marriage when I realized that he is a mommy's boy, and I am glad that I did not raise our sons to be the same way. When I speak to my husband I can be very harsh and direct. He seems to enjoy it. 

I shake my head and try to think of some way to convince Brian to stay. I have to have him as my boy toy. The things I could teach him has my pussy tingling again. 

The Hitchhiker Ch. 02



Sean slid into the tub beside Amanda, "Are you enjoying yourself? How's the water? I hope I didn't make it too hot for you," Sean said as he repositioned himself in front of her. 

"I can't believe this is happening," Amanda whispered as she wrapped her arms around his waist and pulled Sean into her. 

She had many questions still swarming in her mind, the biggest being why he was pretending to be someone else, a bum on the side of the road. Amanda decided to put all questions to the back of her mind for now as she enjoyed some romantic time with Sean. 

As Amanda sat up to pull Sean to her he grabbed the bottle of body wash, squeezed some into his palm and rubbed this hands together making a gentle lather then began rubbing his hands up and down Amanda's back.

Amanda squirmed in her seat as Sean's hands passed over some of her ticklish spots.

"Oh my God! She's sweet, considerate, helpful, an outdoor lover and she's ticklish too? I can't believe it and she hasn't even pushed me away yet. This is heaven," Sean thought to himself as his hands spread the lather around her back and slowly guided his hands to her front.

Amanda relished in the attention Sean was giving her, letting out a soft sigh as she relaxed more with every touch. When his hands reached her stomach, finding her naval, Amanda let out a soft flirty giggle and arched her back to expose more of her soft curves.

Sean was intent on covering every visible inch of her flesh with the thick lather and when Amanda arched her back his hands immediately drifted up to her breasts. He gently cupped them, one in either hand and gave a gentle squeeze as he pressed his thumbs over her pert nipples.

"Oooh, don't stop Sean," Amanda said in a deep sexy voice as she arched her back even more.

Sean spent quite a bit of time cleansing her breasts and nipples before staggering one hand away easing it to her neck and shoulders. He alternated hands, one on her shoulders while the other gave great attention to one breast then he would switch and do the other side of her neck. 

Amanda could bare it no longer; she had to feel him too. She lifted her bottom from the seat and straddled one leg over each of his thighs and slid herself onto his lap. With her arms encircling his neck she scooted close enough that her nipples were touching his chest.

With this, Sean slid his hands to her bottom and began his intense massage of her cheeks. 

Amanda began flexing her hips toward him in hopes his hands would venture toward her front again and rub against her swollen clit, but unfortunately for her he was being a total gentleman with his movements.

After her bottom was cleansed thoroughly Sean slid from beneath Amanda and continued the cleansing of her body. He raised one leg and rested her foot on his shoulder as he massaged her thigh then calf, eventually working his way to her toes. When the first leg was covered in lather he lowered that leg to the water and lifted the other leg, repeating the same procedure.

When he felt she had been thoroughly cleansed he rinsed his hands and reached for the shampoo and conditioner. He put a dollop of shampoo into his palm, rubbed his hands gently then began smoothing the shampoo into her hair. 

Sean massaged her scalp with his fingertips as he moved the foamy lather throughout her long hair. Sean found himself becoming distracted a few times as he nibbled on her neck and Amanda would shudder as the electrifying sensations eroded her senses.

Sean rinsed her hair with clean water from the faucet then repeated his movements using the conditioner then rinsing again. When he finished her hair, Sean told her to relax some more as he cleansed himself.

"Oh no you don't," Amanda slyly said and continued, "What makes you think you can have all the fun while I lay here enjoying your touching? It's your turn now baby, time to switch places," she said, the water splashing onto the marble floor as she pulled Sean to the seat of the tub and she got in front of him. Amanda applied a thick layer of lather over Sean's chest, down his sides and around his back, getting as much as she could reach without standing over him. After finishing his back she returned her attention to his front, especially his erect nipples. Each time she passed over his nipples with her lathered fingertips he would shudder from the intense pleasure she was delivering to him. Just as he was getting use to the feeling of her hands exciting him she glided her hands down his chest and began spreading his thighs. 

Sean abruptly stopped Amanda from going any further saying, "If you continue, I am guaranteed to explode right here and now. I would rather save that for later if you don't mind," leaning in to kiss her with a kiss that left her lightheaded and gasping for air.

Amanda, reluctant to move her hands from his thighs, let Sean take charge of the situation. He backed from her, rinsing then stood and stepped from the tub and grabbed his robe, which hung on the back of the chair beside the tub.

"Are you gonna stay in there for a while longer?" Sean said, smiling a broad smile, then continued... "Or do you want your robe now?"

Amanda began to rise from the water, reaching for her robe. Sean hesitated handing it to her as his eyes engulfed the vision before him.

"C'mon now, it's getting cold in here, can I please have my robe Sean?" Amanda asked with a giggle in her voice.

Sean helped her with the robe then taking her hand, led her to another large room on the second floor of the mansion.

The room was huge, beveled glass windows making up two of the four walls. The glass went almost from floor to ceiling. Black leather furniture was placed in a horseshoe layout. The sofa was facing a large open fireplace. 

Amanda walked over to the fireplace admiring the beauty and noticed she could see right through to the other side. The fireplace was constructed from stones and cement in a rectangular form that connected to a brick wall that separated the two rooms. "You can have a seat on the sofa if you'd like," Sean told her, "I have something I need to tend to. I will be right back," he said as he walked out of the room.

Taking a seat on the large sofa Amanda couldn't help but become very nervous. "I know the owners of this beautiful home are gonna come walking in here any minute," she thought to herself, still unsure if what Sean told her about him being the owner was true or not.

As Amanda waited for Sean to return she glanced around the room. When getting up from the sofa she noticed large paintings hanging on the brick wall on either side of the fireplace and as she walked toward them she thought one of the paintings resembled Sean slightly and the painting of the female had his eyes and nose.

"Well, perhaps he's telling me the truth, sort of," she said to herself then continued. "Perhaps it belongs to his family, or perhaps he works here or they are family friends, oh I don't know, I just hope he's not making all this up to impress me," she said, this time thinking aloud. "I was impressed with him as a person before we ever came here and that's what counts," she concluded just as she noticed Sean standing beside the sofa, grinning like a little boy in a candy store.

Sean returned while Amanda was looking around the room and without her noticing he had set a basket of logs beside the fireplace and a black bear rug in front of it. On the rug was a bucket of ice holding a bottle of wine, beside the ice bucket stood two etched wine glasses.

"Come over here and sit with me," Sean told Amanda, taking her by the hand leading her to the bear rug. "Please make yourself comfortable," he added while he stacked some kindling and logs on the grill and lit it, then closed the screen and returned to the rug, sitting beside Amanda.

Amanda starred at him, speechless and in awe at the surroundings and events that have taken place since her car broke down. After a few moments, staring into Sean's eyes she began to speak, but Sean silenced her with a finger to her lips. "Please, let me go first," he said as he opened the wine, pouring her glass then his.

"I know you are probably thinking, what the hell is this guy doing in a house like this and wondering why I brought you here. Let me explain, please," He said. 

Sean continued, "Amanda, please don't worry, this is my home and yes I do own it outright. I was born up here. My great grandfather emigrated here from Germany. He met his wife and had 4 children, one of them a son. My grandfather was born and raised up here in Phoenix, not too far from Old Victoria. He worked in the copper mines and died when a shaft gave way. My grandmother moved her children to Charlevoix, Michigan after my grandfather passed. My father met my mother while on vacation at Mackinaw Island. She lived up here in Munising and when they fell in love he moved up here also so he could be closer to her."

"They married, raised a family of seven and when us kids got old enough they sent us to college. I attended Lake State and received a master's degree in business with a bachelor's in forestry. I returned home after graduation to help my mother," he explained, pausing to brush a lock of wet hair from Amanda's face and tucking it behind her ear.

"I worked any job I could to save enough money to build a diner." Sean paused again, smiled then winked at her before continuing, "My sister moved up here after her divorce to be the cook and her youngest son was busboy. My mother was happy to have some of her children back home with her, but unfortunately she died a few years later from an infection in her leg. The night before she died she called me to her room and said, "Sean dear, I'm ready to go now." 

"At first I had no idea what she was talking about and asked her where she wanted to go, but then she started to talk again, "I'm ready to go home to be with your father, oh I miss him so. I do hope you understand Sean. I'm an old lady now, I've lived a good long life, but now I want to be with your father again."

"With that last ragged sentence mother closed here eyes for good. I knew she was with my father when she smiled," Sean added.

Amanda started to speak, "oh Sean, I'm so sor..." 

He hushed her once again saying, "wait," and he continued once more.

"After mother died I was able to save even more money because I didn't have her expenses on my plate as well as my own. I saved enough to purchase a few homes and a small grocery store. I lived in mother's house with my sister and her son until she met and remarried then I knew it was time for me to be on my own once again."

"After her wedding I became very lonely, always going home to a quiet house got to me after a while so I began looking for a partner to share my life with. I finally had the time and money to show a woman a good time, but the women I kept running into were more into my money and possessions than they were me as a person. That's when I began taking another approach to finding someone to love me, that's when I began hitching," Sean paused to take a sip of his wine, turning to watch the blaze in the fireplace.

Sean continued telling Amanda about how he got where he is today. "I thought it might be easier if I started down state, so I packed my duffle bag and headed to Charlevoix. I hitched rides whenever I could, stopped to eat in all sorts of restaurants, but no luck. I was called everything under the sun, from a bum to a vagrant by the locals there. Finally they ran me out of town and I returned back here and started walking the roads. I would go home on occasion to rest and refresh myself, but I spent most of my time outdoors, walking and searching."

"I never thought I would ever come across anyone who understood me and wanted me for the man I really am," Sean said, taking another sip from his wine glass then refilling it and Amanda's as well.

After he finished refilling Amanda's wine glass and putting the bottle back on the ice he turned to Amanda, held her hand and said, "that's when I met you."

Amanda set her glass on the tile in front of the fireplace then turned to face Sean, reaching up to caress his cheek, wiping a tear from his face then said, "I'm glad you found me. I love you more than anything Sean and I hope you can trust me when I say I don't want you for your money or your possessions." 

Amanda paused to lean in and give Sean a sensual kiss then paused to give him a hug. Sean quivered when he felt Amanda's breath roll down his neck.

Their hug lasted for several minutes, but then Amanda pulled away and continued to speak saying, "I was first attracted to you when I saw you at the motel my first night in the UP. I couldn't get you out of my mind after inviting you to share my table at that diner."

The butterflies began fluttering wildly in her stomach now as Amanda continued telling Sean her true feelings. "I think I fell in love with you when you came back to help me when my car was on fire and when you shared your food with me while we searched for help. You never left my side and that meant a lot to me," she added.

Sean leaned in to wipe the tears that flowed off Amanda's cheeks then taking her in his arms, lying her gently to the rug and kissing her with a desire and passion he'd never felt before. 



The Hitchhiker Ch. 02



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The hitchhiker's pants were off now, I heard the clink of the belt and the rustling as the denim slipped down around his ankles. I looked back again quickly and groaned as I saw Amanda's hands reach into his boxers and a flash of skin as she fished out his cock.

I frantically looked around us, wondering if anyone driving by us could see what I did. No one seemed to be paying attention. My eyes did fall on a sign to my right that read "REST STOP 1 MILE". My heart bought in my throat and I guided the car towards the exit. I was just focused on getting off the road so no one would see what was going on - it would be so embarrassing for me.

Luckily the rest stop was one that had large, expansive parking lots that were mostly empty. I picked a spot in the back near some trees and parked there, away from any other cars or trucks. I turned around to tell Amanda this was going a bit far.

Amanda's pretty brown hair fell around her face as she sucked the biggest cock I've ever seen. The hitchhiker opened his eyes and looked at me and grinned, and slowly pulled the hair back out of her face so I could stare right at that fat head of his stretching my girlfriends lips. 

I just stared, my own dick hard in my pants.

Amanda didn't even look up, she was sucking his dick so eagerly. With the hitchhiker's hairy, calloused hand on the back of her head, holding her hair, she was drooling down that cock. I though briefly about why I was attracted to her in the first place - how pretty she was, funny, but reserved, and smart. Now I was watching her drool her masters degree away, she was sucking his cock like she wasn't even the same person, her eyes closed and her hand working his slick shaft as she sucked it. 

"How's that look?" the hitchhiker asked, staring at me and smirking.

"Uhm-" was my reply.

"She's a good little cocksucker, did she learn that from you?"

"Uhm"

"Ugh fuck she's got my balls all nice and tight already." he said, shifting slightly in his seat and pushing Amanda back off his throbbing cock. She sat up a little and looked at me, sitting there now entirely naked in my back seat. Her 36cs rested on her chest, looking so perky and round as only tits that young can look. 

The hitchhiker was reaching for them now. He turned Amanda so she leaned back again him and he held her in his arms. His touch was gentle, loving and his hands moved along her sides up to her breasts where he cupped them and began tweaking her nipples, exactly the way she liked. She leaned her head back on his chest, her long dark hair on his skin and moaned softly, almost as if she was in disbelief at how this was going. I began to smell her sex fill the cramped car.

Sure enough, Amanda's pretty fingers were moving down to her soft pussy, and I could hear the gentle wet slick noise as her fingers began playing with her folds, teasing her clit. She moaned softly and the hitchhiker began rubbing his fat cock on her back, dry humping her soft pale skin as she masturbated. I thought about how wet she gets when she's really turned on and worried about my upholstery, she was definitely going to drip all over it. 

The hitchhikers hands were on her hips now, controlling my girlfriend as he continued rubbing that fat snake on her soft back. Amanda put her head back now, her hair flowing over her shoulders and onto his chest as she relaxed completely against him. I watched, afraid to move up until this point. The entire thing felt like a dream and I was fighting mixed emotions. I had only recently told my girlfriend, sheepishly, that I had fantasized about what it would be like to see her with another man. She didn't seem too into it, but had teased me a few times about it, tugging on my dick with her hand and cooing things in my ear about how I couldn't handle her with another man. Inevitably, she didn't let up on her soft but insistenttugging on my cock, and her stories would keep going until eventually I came in her hand, like some sort of pet or toy. She'd tell me I was a good boy, pat me affectionately, then go clean off her hand.

Now as I watched my fantasy come true, she wasn't paying any attention to me. It felt wrong, I had gut reactions of jealousy and worry. But my cock was literally pulsating inside the boxer briefs I'd put on that morning and I was getting that urge, like an itch, to pull it out and start stroking. But I didn't dare move, afraid of what they would do next.

The strangers hands, which had been using her hips to basically lift her and rub her entire soft little body against his cock, now put my girlfriend's butt back on the seat. I watched as he pushed his hands further around her and down between her legs. For a minute, his big older hands rested over her pretty soft one, which was still methodically teasing her own clit. Then with a soft moan she allowed him to push her fingers off herself and take over. She gasped now as he expertly flicked her tiny little clit, and that noise of her juices slick around his fingers filled the otherwise silent car. 

I couldn't stand it any longer. I faced forward for a minute so I would have more flexibility. With my body turned the right way I was able to get my belt off and pants down around just one leg. I fumbled like an idiot, glancing around quickly to make sure no one was near our car. Next, my boxer briefs slipped down off one leg and finally my aching cock sprung free. As it did, the thought flashed through my mind that I was normally proud of it, but it looked suddenly smaller and not as...thick...given that I'd just been staring at the hitchhikers own tool pressing into my girlfriends mouth. 

I turned back around. Amanda was kissing him now, turned in the seat so she was on her side, still leaning into his back. She was locked into him, one hand pressing softly against his chest as if holding him back while his fingers plied her little pussy. Her tits hung loose and free and they were both moaning softly as they made out. The strangers cock was free now and the fat tip was resting on her left titty. I groaned and started slowly stroking my cock watching them. 

They looked at me now, first the hitchhiker. As he turned his gaze towards me pathetically pulling on my own cock, watching them, Amanda sensed it and broke off the kiss. She looked at me too and laughed. "It's his fantasy come true" she told him. The hitchhiker looked amused and then slowly started kissing her, his cock even harder and rubbing on her very hard nipple.

Amanda shifted now, getting on all fours in front of him, still kissing him, his fingers still buried somewhere between her legs. She leaned over him as he lay back, proudly shaking her butt in the air. Her hair fell over his face making a curtain around them and she moved forward, her tits rubbing softly on his chest. She crawled forward more and now - oh God yes - her dripping wet snatch was poised right over that dick. 

Amanda started teasing this much older man now by dropping her hips a bit, wetting the head of his cock with her pussy. She dropped her hips and then lifted, still kissing him, as her pussy kissed his dick. I stroked faster, my heart beating painfully.

The hitchhikers hands moved back to her hips now, softly grasping her curvy hips and doubtlessly pressuring her to sit down on his cock. Amanda was clearly resisting, either teasing him or genuinely not ready I couldn't tell. Finally it seems he exerted more pressure on her than she was ready for because she stopped kissing him, threw her hair back, and let out a long moan. This pervy guy actually swiveled from facing my hot girlfriend and stared at me as he slowly sank inch by inch into her sweet little cunt. 

Amanda moaned softly, eyes closed, sitting up and clearly being stretched. The guy kept fucking looking at me, it was driving me nuts, as his hands pushed her hips downwards, slowly getting more and more of himself into her.

Then they started fucking.

The hitchhikers eyes were back on her and his hands held her hips as she began to slowly ride him. I suddenly remembered all Amanda's years horseback riding, a passion she lived for even after we met. I never realized it before (because maybe she never did it for me) but she was, to use the right term, posting. She was riding him with the poise and training she'd picked up from her equestrian days. Her thighs held him and, still with her eyes closed, she had a regular little rhythm to riding this strange man's fat, bare cock. 

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Thank you readers for your patience as I re-learn how to write a good story. Comments and criticisms help.



The Hitchhiker Ch. 03



Kissing Amanda was only one of Sean's wishes. He also wanted to make love to her, but that wouldn't be in the plans for tonight as both of them were exhausted from all of the driving, the luxurious bath and then divulging his life story to her. 

Instead, Sean cuddled with Amanda on the bear rug, trying to make her fell as comfortable as possible. He didn't want to rush things with her, but he did tell her how he felt. "My Amanda, I love looking into your eyes. When I look into your eyes I see a wonderful world, a peaceful world. I see all my dreams coming true. I see all my aspirations; best of all I see you my love. Amanda, I love you. I crave you," he whispered into her ear as she lay in his arms with her arms pulling him closer to her.

Sean paused briefly to kiss her neck. He lit his tongue upon the curve of where her collarbone meets her neck then intermittently detoured from tender kisses to further tongue exploration. His tongue left a slight trail of saliva, causing Amanda to quiver. 

"Should I stop dear?" Sean asked, briefly removing his lips from the base of her neck.

"On no, please continue," she whispered to him in a soft velvety tone. She hesitated briefly before continuing as she arched her back and in a breathless voice she begged, "mmmm, God, don't stop. Please don't stop."

Amanda removed her right hand from Sean's chest and grabbed his left hand, placing it on her breast, her voice deeper now as the excitement builds deep within her, "please touch, squeeze them, play with them." 

Sean followed her lead and gave a gentle squeeze to each breast as he slowly maneuvered himself so that he can tantalize her pert nipples. He took the first nipple between his teeth and flicked the tip with his tongue.

"Oohhh Yes Sean, Amanda whispers breathlessly. Sean continued teasing her nipples, first one then the other and things are heating up rather quickly now. 

Amanda found it very difficult to lie there while Sean gave her this intense pleasure and soon her hands begin exploring his body as her pelvis pushed against his leg, only to retreat again.

Sean noticed Amanda's enjoyment of his teasing and began to withdraw his attention when he heard her plea, "Make love to me Sean." This is one of Sean's wishes, but not for this particular night, because he wants things to be right, he wants to make love to Amanda when he has more energy and stamina so he can make her as well as himself orgasm more than once and the lovemaking last a long time. 

"I'm not into quickies Amanda," Sean said as he held her close then continued. "Would it offend you if I wanted to wait until tomorrow?" 

Amanda replied, "Of course it wouldn't Sean, I know you're tired and I guess I am too. This just feels so incredible, I don't want it to ever end."

Sean slid his body away from Amanda slightly; propped himself up on his elbows and gently cradled her cheeks in his palms. He gazed into her eyes momentarily before leaning closer slowly. Sean stopped just short of her lips. He could feel her breath against his lips and could almost feel her heart pound against his and he melted into her when he saw her glide her moist tongue over her bottom lip, gently sucking her lip between her teeth biting softly. 

Sean continued to deliver this powerful passionate kiss as he turned his head slightly to the left and just barely touched her lips with his slightly open mouth, pausing briefly to capture the moment then continued. 

His lips met hers and a fire ignited deep between them as the soft, gentle kiss exploded into a fiery, erotic kiss. A kiss ignited by desire, fueled by love; their tongues danced the glorious dance of love, intimacy and lust. Their hands caressing each other tenderly as they part momentarily to catch a breath, but continue right from where they left off.

Sean collapsed beside Amanda, breathless and worn out, laying his head on her shoulder and closed his eyes. Amanda soon followed him and closed her eyes as her arms pulled him closer.

"Good night my love," Sean whispered, kissing her eyes softly as he brushed a strand of hair from her face.

"Good night, baby," She replies and they both drift off to sleep on the bear rug, wrapped in the white terry robes.

Amanda awakened shortly after dawn. The birds were just beginning to sing their glorious songs of the day; the sun was just beginning to shine over the top of the hills, a glorious view from the windows as Amanda glanced out. Sean was still curled up beside her with his arm bent under his head, sleeping peacefully. Amanda sat up to look at the fireplace and all that remained of the blaze was a pile of red and orange glowing embers then out of the window once again to see the sun rising quickly now.

Amanda settled back on the rug, trying not to disturb Sean, although she was getting hungry, having not eaten is quite a while. She slouched down toward Sean and brushed hair from his face then began humming. Her humming turned to words when Sean turned to his back, placed his head on her thigh and even with closed eyes he smiled.

"I can feel the magic floating in the air. Being with you gets me that way. I watch the sunlight dance across your face and I've, never been this swept away," Amanda sings softly, almost a whisper, barely getting the words out.

She hums a little more then returns to the words, singing, "The whole world just fades away, the only thing I hear is the beating of your heart."

Her breath on his face causes Sean to stir and slightly open his eyes, but closes them almost immediately wrapping his arms tightly around Amanda as she once again continues to sing to him, "I can feel you breathe, It's washing over me. Suddenly I'm melting into you," her voice turns to humming briefly then back to words. "Caught up in the touch, the slow and steady rush, Baby, isn't that the way that love's supposed to be? I can feel you breathe. Just breathe."

Sean was so moved by her words he could no longer contain himself and he rolled over, taking Amanda in his arms, pulling her closer than ever before, kissing her with an even greater passion than the night before, which he didn't think was possible. He loved her so much and wanted to show her. "This is the perfect time," he thought to himself.

Sean gently, yet urgently removed Amanda's robe, pulling the sash and tossing it to the side followed by her robe. He then raised himself enough on his arms to remove his robe as well then gently lowered himself back down entangling her legs with his.

Sean's kisses traveled from her moist lips to her nose then eyelids before returning to her open, waiting mouth. Amanda returned his kiss as her tongue probed, dueling with his in this fiery dance of lovemaking.

Their lovemaking continued as both their hands explored areas of flesh not touched before. Sean caressed Amanda's buttocks, squeezing them and pulling her closer to him. As if they were magnetized, Amanda's hands sought out Sean's inner thigh and eventually his sac, fondling it softly.

"Oh my God, Amanda, don't stop," Sean told her, his voice exploding with desire.

Amanda continued her fondling until the urge for more rushed through her soul. She slid her body from beneath Sean while rolling him to his back then straddling his thighs. Sean positioned his legs to make Amanda's position more comfortable as he placed both feet on the floor while bending his knees. Amanda then rested against Sean's upper thigh as she repositioned herself over his now throbbing manhood. 

She could hardly wait to feel him deep inside her, but wanted the moment to last as long as possible. She lowered her pelvis just enough until she felt the tip of his member pressing against her clit then began to slowly rotate her hips. These movements were driving Sean wild and she knew this by his constant thrusting motions, trying to get the swollen head inside her slick opening, but she wasn't ready for that yet, telling him, "patience baby, patience. I'm not ready for that yet."

Amanda pressed her back harder against Sean's thighs forcing him to lower his legs back to the floor then lifting her right leg she repositioned herself to his side, bending over his chest.

Sitting there, resting on the backs of her heels Amanda paused momentarily, taking in the handsome vision before her, thinking to herself, "what a handsome guy I have here. I still can't figure out what he sees in me that's turning him on so much."

Sean, a ruggedly handsome man is 35 years old with soft, curly brown hair, a mustache and soft tufts of brown hair on his chest. Sean is also tall, standing in bare feet at 6'5".

Amanda, also 35 years old is quite a plain looking woman. Amanda, standing 5'10" in bare feet never wears makeup, seldom wears perfume and as her friends have described her, dresses like an old lady most of the time. She ruined her hair by giving herself home perms for so many years but for the past year has been trying to grow it out. Her hair, now semi straight lay just past her shoulders and is dark brown and very thick. Last but not least, Amanda's somewhat fashionable glasses always covered her bright brown eyes.

She had always been happy with her looks however, she never considered herself as sexy by any means, which is why she couldn't figure out why Sean desired her so.

Amanda has had boyfriends in the past and had even been married, but nothing ever worked out or felt as amazing as being with Sean.

She stopped trying to figure out what Sean saw in her and continued teasing him, working both of them into a lustful frenzy of passion, love and heat.

"You're driving me crazy woman!" Sean groaned as he seized her shoulders and pulled her down to him for a passionate kiss.

She giggled against his lips, teasing the corners of his mouth with her tongue and wiggling her hips against his throbbing member. Amanda was beginning to lose control of the situation when Sean pushed her back, sitting upright to capture a nipple in his mouth. 

As Sean teased Amanda's nipples once again she felt an electrifying sensation between her legs as the glistening tip of his penis probed against her throbbing clit causing Amanda to arch her back, forcing her hips to thrust forward and her pussy lips to engulf the head of Sean's pulsating shaft.

Once he was in she wanted the rest of him and she pushed the floor with her toes. The mushroom shaped head slid into her and the remaining shaft followed easily, filling her completely.

Amanda gave a soft sigh as Sean gave one more thrust to deepen his insertion then paused, breathing heavily. 

Their lovemaking gained power and strength with each thrust as Sean delivered his throbbing tool deep and hard against Amanda's soft, tender tissue and she begged for more.

Sean growled loudly as he ejaculated deep into Amanda's clenching cavern as she trembled time and again from the orgasms that cascaded her body.

Sean rolled Amanda off his hips gently and watched her collapse to the mattress beside him. "Oh my God baby! You are awesome," he said as he tried to regulate his breathing.

He and Amanda lay in a peaceful bliss and were just about to fall asleep when a knock on the door startled Amanda, "Who's that Sean?" She asked.

"Don't worry baby, nothing to be alarmed about," he whispered, covering her with the terry robe that laid behind her then he answered the knock. 

"Yes, James? What is it?" he said toward the door.

"Excuse me sir, I don't want to disturb you or the miss, but I have a fresh change of clothing for yourself and the miss and also prepared your dinner. Your suit is in your bedroom and the miss's is in the guest bedroom. Would you like dinner now? Or should I leave it in the warmer?" The voice came from behind the solid oak door.

"Oh yes, James. Please set the table for two and we will be down shortly," Sean replied returning to assist Amanda with her robe and hearing the click of the footsteps fade down the hall.

Sean took Amanda by the hand and led her down the hall into a huge bedroom. The room was filled with fresh cut wild flowers. Across the room Amanda's eyes were drawn to the bed, a canopy style, draped with sheer linen that wrapped around four wooden posts carved with a delicate pattern. The comforter was white with small bouquets of flowers tied in assorted colored ribbon. Beside the bed sat a vanity with the same detailed pattern as the posts on the bed.

Sean escorted Amanda into the room toward a set of French doors that opened into a huge walk-in closet. In the closet hung a black gown with a simple strand of pearls around the neckline. On the floor was a pair of black heels and a pair of sheer stockings. Beneath the stockings lay a garter belt adorned with beaded pearls. 

"If you would be so kind as to join me for dinner my love, I will return for you in thirty minutes," Sean said as he took her right hand to his lips, kissing the back gently before placing her hand back in her lap. 

Amanda gasped at the sights around her. Sean led her to the bed and returned to the closet to get her things, bringing them to the bed and laying each beside her. He then led her to a door on the opposite side of the room and opened it. "This is your private bath Amanda. Please feel free to shower before dinner if you'd like," Sean said as he closed the door behind him.

The bathroom decor complimented the bedroom beautifully. Amanda turned slowly in a circle, amazed at what she was seeing. "This shower is fit for a queen," she said as she explored more.

Removing her robe, Amanda opened the shower doors and walked in, closing the door behind her. She reached up to turn on the water and let out a brief yelp when the water hit her from all sides including spouting up from the floor! She just stood there as the water massaged her entirely.

After her shower she dried herself with the plush towels neatly folded on the rack above the toilet. She brushed her damp hair and returned to the bed and began to dress.

Sean walked to his room quickly. He removed his robe and hopped into the shower. He lathered his hands and spread the thick rich lather over every inch of his body then quickly rinsed off and shampooed his hair and rinsed again before getting out and drying off. 

Sean walked over to his closet and removed the suit from the hanger and draped it over the back of the chair as he went to his dresser and pulled out a pair of his dress briefs and a pair of black socks before pushing the drawer closed again and returning to the bed. Sean dressed quickly, returned to the bathroom to dab a little gray flannel cologne on his neck and fasten his tie before putting the remaining touches on his curly hair.

Sean picked up the wet towel and tossed it into the shower and closed the door as he turned to look at the clock. "Good, just in time," he said excitedly as he left his room. Slightly nervous, Sean tripped when the door banged into the back of his shoe as he closed it behind him, walking down to the guest bedroom.

Amanda was fully dressed in the clothing that was chosen for her and she sat patiently on the edge of the bed awaiting Sean's knock.

Hearing the knock, she rushed to the door, opened it and felt a tear come to her eye when she saw Sean standing there holding a deep long stemmed red rose. She stepped back a few steps to take in the view, in awe with his new appearance. 

"Wow, he sure cleans up nicely!" She thought to herself, as her mind captured the moment.

Sean wore a black tuxedo styled suit with black satin on either side of the pant legs. The suit jacket slightly covered a black satin vest and a white shirt with a slight sheen to it when he moved. His tie was thin and long, tucked into his pants. There was a pocket on the suit jacket that held a red satin handkerchief folded neatly.

Amanda smiled broadly as she looked at Sean standing in the doorway and as he held out his hand for her she pulled him into her for a very heated kiss.

"I take it you approve," Sean said, against Amanda's lips. She didn't respond verbally, instead, she deepened the kiss, driving Sean wild with desire for her once more. 

Reluctantly, Sean pulled away from her lips saying, "we should wait for this and get to dinner, otherwise we might not get to eat tonight either." Amanda backed away, her arms still around his waist and softly giggled in agreement.

Sean escorted Amanda down the wide staircase, walking slowly as he held her arm in his and she held her gown up slightly with her free hand preventing a stumble. Nearing the foot of the staircase Amanda noticed a dim glow coming from a room to her left. "This way my love," Sean said as he guided her in the direction of the dining room.



The Hitchhiker Ch. 04



Sean escorted Amanda into the dinning room, she gasped suddenly and froze in her tracks, her hands shaking as they entered the large room, "Oh my God Sean, this room is beautiful," she said as her eyes panned the room. Drawn to the center of the room she saw a large wooden table that seated 12 people. 

"Oh wow, Sean, " she whispered. 

"I'm glad you like that table," Sean said and continued, "That was crafted by my great grandfather and passed down through the generations. The original chairs had to be replaced and I had them reproduced, but I have managed to keep the table in the original condition."

As Sean spoke of the table, Amanda's eyes were suddenly drawn upward at the magnificent chandelier hanging over the center of the table then to an illuminated china cabinet on one wall and a buffet table with ornate carvings on the legs and across the front on the opposite wall. The china cabinet was filled with crystal Sean said was given to him by his grandmother. 

"My sister doesn't have room for this sort of stuff at her place so I'm storing her share with mine," Sean said as he gently tugged Amanda's arm to get her to follow him to the table. 

As Amanda walked she couldn't help but look down at the floor. "I love wooden floors, they make a room so warm and inviting," she said as Sean pulled her chair out for her and she sat.

"Oh my, this is just like out of a movie," Amanda replied as she gazed into Sean's eyes, smiling nervously. "Everything is so perfect, how do you manage it all?"

With that, Sean took his seat at the head of the table then reached behind him to grasp the little bell, ringing it twice. Amanda turned at the sound of the door opening behind Sean. 

An older gentleman dressed in a gray pin stripped suit and tie, a white apron around his waist and a white towel on his arm carried in a silver tray that held two bowls. He set the tray on the buffet then removed one bowl from the tray, placing it in front of Amanda, the other bowl in front of Sean. "Anything else, sir?" the man asked as he picked up the tray from the buffet.

"No that will be all for now James, but you can prepare the main course immediately," Sean answered and continued, as James began to open the door to leave, "I think this will be a quick meal," giving Amanda a seductive smile and began to eat his soup.

There wasn't much communication while Sean and Amanda ate dinner, not verbally that is. There was a lot of body language going on though as Amanda kicked her shoe off then slid one foot up Sean's leg when James left the room. She was finding it very difficult to not touch him in some way or another.

Amanda's foot returned to the floor when she heard the door again. James brought in another tray and before he could set it down Sean pulled him aside before he'd gotten to the buffet saying, "I'm sorry James, but would you please take this back into the kitchen and just bring out the main course? I think this is going to be a quick dinner." James walked back to the kitchen with a smile on his face.

Dinner arrived, filet mignon served with sautéed mushrooms and onions with steamed asparagus on the side. James poured red wine in two glasses, setting one by each plate and left the room, only to return shortly with two goblets filled with ice water and a lemon and a platter of chocolate dipped strawberries and sliced peaches. 

Sean and Amanda ate quickly as the foods James prepared began to cause erotic sensations and thoughts in both their minds and bodies. Amanda blushed when she glanced at Sean as he licked his lips after eating his last bite of filet. She herself was thinking thoughts she probably shouldn't have been thinking especially not during dinner, but she couldn't help it. She wanted more of him as soon as possible.

Sean blushed in return after Amanda, thinking to himself, "she couldn't have been able to tell what I was thinking, could she? I just can't help myself. I don't know what's come over me tonight. It can't be from the lack of sex. This was never a problem before she arrived. I just have to feel her skin against mine, taste the sweetness of her lips and hear the desire in her voice. If I don't get that soon I just might explode right here."

As these thoughts were going through his head Amanda was having thoughts of her own. "Damn, what's come over me? Why can't I get these thought of him out of my head? I really want to continue where we left off. I have yet to taste him, to savor his growing cock between my lips and the fluid that would flood my mouth when I finish teasing him." 

Amanda's thoughts were interrupted briefly when she felt Sean's hand on her thigh, slowly creeping toward her moist panties, but then continued, " I want to feel his teeth teasing my nipples, I want to feel him gently pull my hair again, guiding my mouth wherever he wants."

Simultaneously Amanda and Sean set their forks down and looked up at each other. Amanda picked up a strawberry and took a small bite from the end then brought the remaining berry to Sean's lips, he devoured it along with her fingers, sucking in gently. She pulled her hand from his mouth then Sean slid the stem out with his tongue causing Amanda to quiver in her seat.

Sean gazed deeply into Amanda's eyes after eating the chocolate covered berry and with a sly smile said, "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"

Amanda answered his question with a sly smile in return then jumped up from her chair almost knocking it over behind her. The table shook when she jumped causing some of the water in the goblets to spill out onto the table. 

Embarrassed, she reached for her napkin to wipe up the spill and as she bent forward slightly to reach the water Sean came from behind and spanked her ass with the palm of his hand then moved in real close to her. 

Upon contact Amanda let out a slight scream and could feel the sting of his slap through her gown and panties. She didn't try to escape his advances, instead she slowly pushed her ass against Sean's front and said, "Oh yeah baby, now you're talking!" as she felt his erection pressed against her cheeks.

Sean responded to her excitement when he leaned forward and clasped a handful of her hair, bringing her toward him. "I want you now!" he exclaimed, with a determined look in his eyes.

Amanda turned to face him when he began to speak, with her arms around his waist she placed a devilish kiss on his lips as she pressed her torso against him.

"I can't wait to get you up to my bedroom," he whispered softly in her ear then reached down her sides, grasping at the material of her gown and pulled it up, returning his hands to her waist.

Shocked, Amanda replied, "right here?" as she glanced around the room, nervously.

"Yes baby, right here!" Sean said with excitement in his voice. "This is my home and I can do what I want when I want, remember?" he said as he lifted her, setting her back down on the table's edge.

Sean leaned into her and began a sweet, tender kiss. Just as she was getting into it he stopped, got to his knees and lifted the hem of her gown away from her thighs. Sean licked his lips in preparation for his dessert then moved his tongue up her inner thigh, stopping at the moist material of her panties and stopped briefly to inhale her sweet scent.

Amanda was in heaven and let Sean know when a soft whimper escaped her lips. "Oh yes! Don't stop," as she arched her back and entangled his hair with her fingers, pulling him closer. Neither Sean nor Amanda heard the knock on the door or James apologizing profusely for walking in on them in such a position.

Sean didn't appear to be as shocked as Amanda when he said calmly, "James, listen; it's not your fault. I didn't hear you knock. Don't worry about it. No harm done here."

James glanced toward Amanda, who was now trying desperately to cover herself and said under his breath, yet loud enough for Sean to hear, "I can clearly see why you didn't hear me" then smiled at Sean saying he'd be leaving for the night, returning sometime mid morning. James continue, "I will tell your sister and nephew hello and you are doing fine when I see her later this evening."

"That's great James and you enjoy your night off, you hear?" Sean told him.

"Yes sir and if that will be all I will leave the two of you alone now," James said quietly as he walked out of the dining room after he picked up his night bag and headed for the garage, humming and smiling all the way. 

When he reached the garage and fumbled with his keys to find the correct one for the door. "It's about time Master Sean," James said as he slid the key into the lock and turned the handle, making the alarm sound loudly.

"Damn! He always does that," Sean said in a muffled voice with his face still buried between Amanda's thighs.

"Will you please stop talking and just eat me," Amanda asked, urgency in her voice.

"Okay, you asked for it!" Sean answered, excitedly as his tongue flicked and he sucked on her clit as well as her slick opening wildly.

Convulsions over took Amanda shortly after Sean's wild attack on her pussy. The sensations from her orgasm worked through her and she began to pant, "Oh fuck, yes!" she cried out in a breathless voice.

When her body clamed and she regained somewhat normal breathing, Sean pulled her up from the table, winked then asked, "Good enough?"

"It was amazing! Couldn't you tell by my reaction?" she answered with a sheepish smile on her face. She scooted herself off the table and gave Sean a very erotic kiss then paused just long enough to whisper into his ear, "are you ready for yours?"

"You bet your ass I'm ready baby," Sean replied, a devilish tone in his voice as he cradled her in his arms and carried her from the dining room to his bedroom.

Reaching the closed door of his bedroom, Sean bent slightly so Amanda could grasp the handle; she turned it and pushed the door open. Sean didn't bother to close the door behind him, because they were finally alone. He carried Amanda to the Black satin covered mattress and laid her down graciously.

She sat and began to remove her gown and stockings; she had left her shoes under the dining table. One by one she unfastened each of the four clasps of the garter belt that held up her stockings then began to strip for Sean. Using her fingers she delicately slid the sheer material down her thigh, past her knee, over her calf then off her foot and tossed each stocking to Sean.

Amanda sauntered over to him, getting quite close then turned her back, "can you help me with this?" she asked as she lifted her hair from her shoulders, revealing the long zipper of her gown and the clasp of her necklace.

It took Sean much longer to unfasten the zipper than it would have if Amanda would have done it herself, because her neck was such a distraction to him. His mouth kept veering toward the softness at the nape of her neck where he kissed and sucked softly, before sliding his tongue to the sides, and nibbled on her ear lobes.

Amanda moaned with each affectionate touch and soon felt one strap of her gown, then the other slide from her shoulders. The silken material soon fell to the floor and she stepped out of it.

Sean kneeled in front of her and removed her panties, his tongue trailing the path of the moist garment. He stood and stepped back to admire her radiance as she stood before him, swirling a flock of hair around her finger, biting her lower lip seductively.

Amanda paused for a moment before she sauntered once again toward Sean and began to remove his clothing. It didn't take her as long as it did him, because she so desperately wanted to touch and taste the flesh underneath.

In no time Sean was standing almost naked before her, only his socks and shoes remained. He kicked off his shoes then pulled his socks off quickly as he watched her sway her hips around in front of his face.

Amanda walked to the bed and sat on the mattress as she watched Sean walk toward his dresser. He removed his watch and without turning to look at her he said, "don't get too comfortable over there darling."

He walked a short distance toward the wall by the window, paused briefly to glance back at her. He pushed a hidden button on the wall then let out an almost evil laugh that gave Amanda goose bumps. Sean turned slightly to capture the look on Amanda's face when the wall and ceiling tiles began to creek and move.

Amanda gasped then giggled nervously as she watched chains lower from the ceiling and two eyehooks appeared above the headboard and she thought to herself, "Oh my God, I love it! I never expected this from him, but I love it!"

While Amanda was busy with her erotic thoughts, Sean walked over to the nightstand, bent and pushed two more buttons and removed a large box that was hidden behind the wall of the nightstand.

Amanda watched in awe as the average room she entered just moments before was being transformed before her eyes. The candlelight danced off the walls as the soft seductive music began. Amanda watched Sean place the large box on the bed before he excused himself to freshen up in the bathroom.

When Sean was out of sight Amanda peered into the box and thought to herself, "looks like I've finally found myself a wild one!"

Sean returned from the bathroom, walked over to the bed and without a word he opened the box and removed two sets of leather cuffs, more hooks and chains and a metal bar with three hooks, one on either end and one in the middle. He lined up the items in a row on the black satin comforter before returning to the box.

Sean scurried through the box retrieving three red velvet pouches and placed them on the bed beside all the other items then placed the box back into its hiding place.

Amanda, curious as to what the pouches contained, opened one. "Oh yes! I'm liking this," she said to herself as she pulled out a glass wand, licked her lips as well as the wand then opened the other two and emptied the contents one at a time on to the mattress. "Mmmm," she moaned holding a different glass wand, a bigger one, and she gasped.

The largest of the three pouches contained a black leather paddle, a mask and a leather crop with suede fringe at one end. Amanda's jaw dropped as she stared at the items lined up on his mattress.



The Hitchhiker Ch. 05



Sean walked over to Amanda, her eyes wide with excitement, perhaps even a bit of fear, "are you alright baby?" he asked, holding her hands in his.

"I'm fine Sean," she answered then picked up one of the glass wands, brought it to her pert nipple, then lips and smiled devilishly.

Sean, without words took that as a sign that she was ready to play again. He took the blindfold and placed it over her eyes before he laid her on her back, her head on a pillow. She could feel her arms and legs being lifted then set back down, but they were heavier now and she couldn't move as freely as before.

Amanda felt her arms being pulled to either side and suspended in the air, her legs followed. She was relieved when she realized she didn't have to hold them up for long when Sean told her to relax. "No need to be so tense baby, relax, enjoy it," he whispered then kissed her parted lips gently.

Before Sean began to tease her he told her to think of a word, a 'safe word' and if she felt uncomfortable doing anything or something he did to her began to hurt she would say that word and he would untie her.

"Okay," she replied, "I have a word." 

"Good, now all ya have to do is tell me what it is," Sean said with a snicker in his voice.

"Well, actually I have three," she said then continued after she adjusted the strap around her wrist, "It's quite obvious what they stand for; RED means STOP now, Yellow means ease up a bit and last but not least, Green means go for it baby, 'cause I'm enjoying what you are doing to me!"

Sean waited for her to finish her explanation before speaking himself, "Okay, okay I understand. Now the big question is, are you ready to play with me?" 

During their play and Sean's occasional torture and teasing the safe words were heard more than once, green being Amanda's favorite and Sean recalled only hearing the word yellow voiced once or twice as Amanda was spanked and pleasured with the toys on the mattress. 

Sean and Amanda played for several hours, although only part of the time was she bound and blindfolded, the rest of the time she was free to move about as she wished and boy did she move.

After Sean delivered several orgasms to Amanda she pulled him to her, "I want you inside of me, deep inside, so get over here and fuck me silly," was her plea.

Sean positioned himself between her thighs and lifted her legs to rest on his shoulders. He used the tip of his penis to tease her clit enough to get her nice and wet before he let the head probe it's way into her tight opening. He paused briefly to allow her body time to adjust then began his thrusting movements until he was buried deep inside her. His pumping actions were slow at first, but quickened each time he heard Amanda scream, "Green! Green! Green!" then let out a deep moan as Sean brought her to orgasm one final time before he arrived at his peak.

Together they fell to the mattress. Exhausted and breathless they laid side by side, hand in hand until their breathing returned and their bodies calmed.

Very sleepy, Sean removed the gear he had placed on the bed earlier that night and put it in the box to be put away later. Amanda took the glass wands to the bathroom, set them on a soft towel in the sink and filled the sink with warm soapy water. She wiped her hands dry and returned to Sean's bed, curled up beside him, her head nestled in the crook of his neck and quickly drifted off to sleep.

The morning sun shone through the window in Sean's bedroom, but it didn't awaken either of them, however Sean began to stir when the phone rang. He rolled over and picked up the receiver, "Hello," he said with a heavy yawn.

"Hey big brother," a cheery voice said then continued, "James told me about your new adventure. It's not like you to sleep past 10:00 am so I take it you had a good time last night." 

Still sleepy Sean glanced over at the clock, "Holy shit, it can't be that late already," he said, shaking his head in disbelief still looking at the clock on the night stand that read 2:30 pm. 

"Thanks for the wake up call sis, I owe ya one," he said as he rolled over, hung up the phone then rolled back to awaken Amanda.

"Hey sleepy head," Sean whispered in her ear and she began to stir.

Amanda practically jumped out of the bed when she noticed the time, "Oh my god, it can't really be that late, I have to get going. I still have to go get my car then drive all the way home. I told my boss I would be back tomorrow at the latest."

Sean stared in disbelief, not only at her tone, but also with the words coming from her mouth. "What? She's leaving already, it can't be," he thought to himself as he watched her scramble for her clothing. 

"Excuse me Sean, but where are the clothes I came here with? All I can find in what I wore last night and I can't wear that to go get my car, much less the ride home," she said, sounding desperate.

"Don't worry hun; they are probably in the laundry room. James said he would take care of them your first night here. Let's go look," Sean said as he reached for her hand, still confused why she was rushing to get away so quickly.

Amanda seemed to calm a bit after she saw her clothes on a hanger and even more when Sean showed her the garage, her car was parked safely in the garage. It had been washed, waxed and all signs of fire damage were gone.

"Do you have time for a quick lunch before you leave me?" Sean asked, teary eyed and trying to avoid eye contact with her.

"I really should be getting home seeing it's so late already. It will take me at least six hours if I don't stop anywhere along the way, but I guess if I don't eat now I will only have to stop anyway," she said. She pulled out a chair at the table and took a seat while Sean prepared her a sandwich with a pickle, chips and a tall cold glass of milk.

"I wish you didn't have to leave," Sean said again, as he pulled out the chair beside Amanda, sat and stared at her while she ate.

"You know Sean, I've been thinking," she said then paused to take a sip of her milk. She held on to the glass and continued, "This is all going so fast. I have a home and a career back in the city. I just can't walk out on those things and I have no right to ask you to leave all this just to be with me." 

She paused again to finish her meal, leaving Sean hanging as to what she was going to tell him. Several minutes passed without a word, just a sorry look on her face then continued talking to him saying, "I didn't mean to lead you on. I know this is hurting you terribly. Just when you felt you've found the woman of your dreams, she turns out to be a coward."

She scooted her chair away from the table, stood up and took her plate and glass to the sink then turned to Sean, her arms out for a hug, but he didn't get close enough to her for that. His heart was breaking, tears filled his eyes as he walked with Amanda toward the door.

"Well, I guess this is it," she added as she leaned in to kiss his cheek, wiped a tear from his chin and said her goodbyes. "Tell James I said thank you for everything" she added as she opened the screen door and walked through, letting it slam behind her.

Sean was in shock as he watched her get in her car, start the engine and pull away. He stood at the door for several minutes in hopes she would come back, but she didn't. As he stood there waiting, watching, thoughts flashed through his head, "I don't think I'll ever see her again. I don't even know how to get a hold of her back in the city."

After standing there for about thirty minutes he decided it was final, she was gone and not coming back. He backed away from the door, closed then locked it and slowly walked to his room. He slammed the door behind him and collapsed on his bed; the pillow soaked up his fallen tears and soon he was asleep.

Sean awakened a few hours later hugging the pillow tight to his chest. He got out of bed and immediately called for Amanda before remembering that she had left him just a few hours before.

He stumbled across the bedroom to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, "what the hell has come over me? No other woman has ever affected me like this. I have to do something about it, I can't just let go that easily. How could she? Didn't I mean anything to her?" The questions rolled easily out of his mouth as he wiped his face with the wash rag that hung on the hook at the side of the sink, as he attempted to soothe his puffy eyes.

When he was finished in the bathroom he turned out the light and walked to the den and started a nice fire then sat in the big leather chair to relax and think. A roaring fire always relaxed him in the past, but this night it was different; while he gazed into the flames he wasn't becoming relaxed but more and more tense the longer he sat there.

"This isn't working," he said as he stood up, walked to the fireplace and closed the screen in front of the blaze to protect the floor from crackling embers then headed into the kitchen to get something to eat and drink. After getting his food he went to sit at the dining room table. As soon as he entered the dim lit room visions of Amanda flooded his mind. He tried to think of other things to get his mind off her but nothing seemed to work, especially after he kicked the shoes she had left under the table.

Sean forced himself to eat the food on his plate, knowing he had to eat a little something if he wanted to keep up his strength. When he finished eating he picked up his dishes from the table and on his way to the kitchen he stopped suddenly and said, "Is that a female voice I hear?" 

He placed the dishes in the sink and went to investigate the voice he heard. He walked into the hall; there wasn't anyone there. "Amanda?" He called out, "Amanda? Baby is that you?" he asked again, still no answer. "What, am I going crazy now? I know I heard a female's voice a moment ago. What the hell is going on?" Sean said as he wandered through the house.

Sean was so preoccupied with Amanda leaving he totally forgot about James returning this evening. James entered the house through the kitchen and paused briefly to put the chilled things in the refrigerator before he put the remainder of the groceries away then headed toward the garage to assist Sean's sister, Hanna.

James entered the garage with the car he drove earlier the day before and immediately noticed Amanda's car was gone. He began to think that she and Sean had taken a drive somewhere to test everything out. When he arrived in the house he was suspicious about his initial thought when he noticed Sean's keys still on the hook by the door. 

James began the questions aloud, "He wouldn't have left the house without his keys and he certainly wouldn't have gone out and left the doors unlocked. What's going on here? Where is he? Where is Amanda? I have to give her the clothes we bought for her." James paused to remove his jacket then continued, "Oh Hanna, you must meet this woman your brother fell for, she's one terrific catch!" 

James, along with Hanna began searching the house for Sean, calling out his name, "Sean, Sean are you here?" they shouted.

Sean didn't want to be found and was in no mood to be sociable with anyone right now and he kept dodging his search party of two. He felt himself becoming irritable and even though it was very late he decided to talk a walk in the garden; one place in his house that he hadn't had the time to show Amanda, so visions of her there with him should not exist, or would they?

Sean walked through the breezeway to the garage past where her car had been parked. He shielded his eyes from the view as he passed quickly through the garage. He pushed the door to the outside open with his foot after unlocking it with the key he took from above the door jam. He turned and held the door so it wouldn't slam shut, he still didn't want the others to know his exact location or be grilled about Amanda just yet.

Sean panned the garden area after he shut the garage door. He paused just long enough to grab a handful of fish food pellets from a container just outside the door and he decided to walk over to the pond, there was a nice gazebo there where he could stretch out and collect his thoughts or better yet, just sit there with no thoughts at all.

The pond, quite a large one, was home for several fish and a multitude of plants. It was set in a hill and a decorative brick wall that framed three quarters of the pond had a dual purpose. The wall served as a barrier to keep the dirt in place and also for decoration. Large natural stones were placed strategically which allowed the water to flow gracefully from the top of the wall and return to the pond. Sean designed it himself and with his love of waterfalls he just had to have one in his yard. 

Across from the pond stood a gazebo, which he also designed and built himself. The octagon shaped gazebo constructed from northern white cedar is the perfect getaway. Enclosed in screen to prevent bugs from entering makes the gazebo a nice retreat from the confines of four walls. 

Sean built benches that surround the inside railing and when he got to the gazebo today he took refuge there, curling up on the furthest bench he closed his eyes and attempted to concentrate on the sounds around him. This night the crickets chirped and the deer passed through on their way to the forest. He even heard an occasional bat fly past the screen of the gazebo.

The night sounds were peaceful and soon Sean had dozed off curled up on the bench. Although his sleep was not a peaceful one, he remained asleep as dreams came and went. He dreamed he was exploring with his nephew in the mines, he dreamed of the first day when he was introduced to James, a week later becoming his employer. He dreamed of time spent with his mother and younger sister after his father passed. Of all the dreams he'd had, the last one wasn't one he wanted as he dreamt of Amanda and finding her car burning on the side of the road.

All the events replayed in his mind up to the moment she left him. Sean awakened abruptly, covered in sweat. He sat up and shook his head a few times trying to shake off the dream he'd just had, but it wasn't working. He stood and stretched then decided might as well face the facts. He returned to the house and faced his family; yes James was considered part of the family according to Sean.

Returning to the house from the garage Sean found his sister and James in the kitchen talking quietly. As Sean neared Hanna ran up to him and gave him a big hug saying, "I'm so sorry she wasn't the one for you. James was telling me all about her earlier today and she did sound perfect for you. He even said you proposed to her and she said yes, accepting the ring you offered." Shelly paused, walked to the sink to refill her water, turned back t look at Sean and continued, "Did she at least give you the ring back?" she asked with hatred in her voice.

"No," Sean answered. "It's okay, I don't want it back, she can keep it for all I care. It holds too many memories for me now. I would never be able to give it to someone else, because it would be Amanda's fingers I see when I looked at the ring."

Sean walked to the table and slouched in a chair resting his head on his arms that were folded in front of him, took a deep breath and sighed, "Guess it was never meant to be."

That night as Sean slept the dreams of Amanda continued. One was so real that it made him go looking for her. He awakened in a pool of sweat, thinking he had heard a woman screaming. It was a blood-curdling scream, one that had Sean's hands shaking when he woke.

Not being able to shake the dream, he dressed quickly, grabbed his backpack and filled it with some bottled water from the refrigerator and some snacks from the pantry then headed out the door in a panicked state of mind. 

Sean headed down the path that lead to the dirt road, still hearing the screams in his head. Not knowing which way to turn he collapsed on the side of the road near the main road. He laid there helpless, the screams haunted him. 

Sean managed to crawl to the edge of the main road, exhausted, he wiped the sweat from his brow and when he removed his hand from his eyes he saw bright lights heading straight toward him. The lights were coming faster as each second passed, they didn't seem to be slowing down at all.

Once again Sean heard the screams and tried with all his might to get off the road but it wasn't possible. He saw the car come crashing through the trees, headed straight for him. Paralyzed and in a panic, all that was left to do was pray. 

Sean prayed out loud saying, "Dear lord, please protect my Amanda and ease her pain. I'm not asking for anything in return for myself, just protect her. Lord, please guide the car headed toward me now to safety, as you can see I'm in no condition to help anyone at the moment and if I must die tonight out here on the road, please make it quick and painless. In my father's name I pray, Amen."

Before the crash, Sean heard a man's voice, "My dearest Sean, I wish I could calm your fears and make things right again." The voice faded as quickly as it began and then a loud BANG! CRASH! Then nothing.



The Hitchhiker Ch. 06



Note from the Author:

Previously I stated that this story contained seven chapters, but with one final edit I chose to combine chapter 6 and 7. This is the final chapter of the story. I hope you enjoy the conclusion and please remember to vote.

Thank you.

Amanda found herself making good time as she drove south on I-75. She couldn't believe she'd already passed over the Zilwaukee bridge and she only had about two hours more to drive then she'd be home. She felt horrible about having to leave Sean the way she did, but she knew if she'd stuck around any longer she wouldn't have left at all. 

Amanda arrived home just after midnight. She pulled up in her driveway, got out of the car and opened the trunk, removing only her overnight bag then closed the trunk and walked up to her door. Searching on her key ring for her house key she began thinking of Sean again, a tear filled her eye and she began weeping quietly. 

"I have to keep my priorities straight," she said to herself as she opened her front door and walked in, set her bag down on the sofa and headed to the bathroom. "Damn it," she said loudly, looking at the clock; "I have to be up in 5 hours if I'm gonna make it to work on time tomorrow." 

Amanda undressed quickly, tossed her clothes into the hamper then climbed into the shower. She turned the faucet to hot and just stood still as the hot water washed away the tenseness she felt after the long ride home. She grabbed her nylon scrubbing mitts and as she placed her left hand in the mitt snagged on something. She felt her finger, her heart sank instantly, "Oh my God, I left him and I still have his ring. He must think I'm a real gold digger now," she said, her heart pounding wildly in her chest. She removed the mitt then the ring and set it on the counter beside the sink. She turned to finish her shower. 

This time she started with her hair. She wet it then applied a dollop of shampoo and massaged it throughout her hair. As she rinsed, images of Sean rinsing her hair flooded into her mind. She tried to not think about him and continued with her shower. 

She moved the soap covered mitt across her body and felt a familiar wetness each time she passed over her breasts as images flashed in her mind of Sean sucking on and teasing them. Her nipples became erect with the first vision, which caused the wetness and tingling below. She leaned against the cold tile of the shower wall and began touching herself as the images of Sean became increasingly vivid with each touch. 

Her pussy was throbbing as she manipulated her clit with the mitt still on her hand. Amanda closed her eyes, her head tilted back as she brought herself to orgasm, rubbing fiercely. "Oh yes Sean," she moaned as her orgasm peaked. 

Amanda continued to wash her body and when finished she turned the water off, climbed out of the shower and dried her skin and hair. She walked out of the bathroom with the damp towel around her as she headed toward her bed. She removed the towel and squeezed her damp hair once more before she tossed the towel on the chair beside her bed, turned slightly, reaching for her alarm clock and set it for 7:00 A.M then turned toward her bed, pulled the covers back and climbed in. 

The coolness of the sheets was a welcomed change from the stiffness of the ground while on vacation and she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Amanda slept through the night and when she awakened she didn't recall having any dreams. This didn't bother her because she really needed to concentrate on her job now. After a healthy yawn she stretched and then sat up in her bed. She turned off her alarm and stood up as she reached for her robe. 

Amanda set her alarm later than usual because she was so tired and because she didn't get up in time meant that she didn't have time to pack a lunch or even make a pot of coffee. All she had time to do was get dressed, pull her hair back in a ponytail, brush her teeth then head out the door. 

The drive to work was hectic, it was rush hour and drivers were particularly rude today, but she made it on time with just enough time to spare to grab a cup of coffee from the machine before she went into her classroom. 

Amanda was a teacher and all her children had special needs. She loved her job and her children, never missing a days work except for the past week. When her children saw her they shouted, "Miss Mandy's back, Miss Mandy's back." One student in particular, ran over to her crying and said, "I thought you died or something," then added, "don't leave me ever again." 

The children brought tears of joy as well as sadness to her. "Oh how could I think I would ever be able to leave these guys," she thought to herself as the hugs continued. 

"Okay class, that's enough hugs for a while. We have so much to catch up on today so we better get busy," she said in her teacher tone of voice. The children calmed and class began. 

Hearing the lunch bell, she assisted the kids to the cafeteria then went to have lunch herself. "Hey Mandy," one of her fellow teachers and a very good friend shouted across the teacher's lounge, "Glad to have you back. We were getting worried about you. Jim thought you found some cute guy and decided to shack up, leaving all this behind you," she said, smiling. 

"Oh don't be silly Pat," Amanda replied, her cheeks turning red as she tried her best to lie to her friend. "I met some very nice people on my vacation, but nothing to write home about." 

Pat saw right through her lies though, "Okay, who is he? Tell me everything," she demanded. 

"There's not enough time to tell you here. Stop by around 6 tonight and we can have dinner and I will tell you what I can," she said right before the lunch bell rang again. "Lunch is over, I should get back to my classroom before the kids take over," she said with a crazed look on her face then smiled. She picked up her tray and tossed the empty containers in the trash, put the tray on the stack then left the room. 

"Good to have you back Miss Wells, we've missed you," the principle said as she passed him in the hall. "I trust you enjoyed your vacation and got your car back safely," he added. 

"Yes Mr. Dean, I had a wonderful time and my car is fine now," she replied as goose bumps emerged on her forearms and the image of Sean showing her the repaired car parked in his garage. "Shit! Stop thinking about him again, you've got work to do now," she said to herself as she opened her classroom door, walked in and sat in her wooden chair at her desk and waited for her children to return. 

The remainder of her day passed rather quickly. The children kept her busy and fellow teachers stopped in to welcome her back. The dismissal bell rang and the children lined up single file to get their homework assignments and their coats before being taken to the bus to go home. Amanda stood in front of the school until all her children were loaded safely on the bus, they waved to her as the bus drove away. 

Amanda returned to the classroom to gather her things then headed for her car in the teacher's lot. She put her things in the back seat, closed the door then opened the driver's door and got in. She started the engine and drove off, headed for the grocery store. "Oh why did I invite Pat to dinner tonight? I don't have a single thing to make. Shit!" she mumbled as she drove down the street. 

Finding the nearest spot possible Amanda parked her car and ran into the store. She walked quickly from isle to isle in search of something quick to make for dinner. She ended up with some fresh mixed greens, assorted vegetables, blue cheese, cranberries, Italian bread and two pieces of chicken breast from the deli. After she paid her bill and her bags were packed and placed in her cart she walked quickly to her car and drove home.

Once home and in her house she unpacked the food, put the chicken in the refrigerator then placed the greens and vegetables in the sink and washed them off then put them in the drainer to dry while she took a quick shower to refresh herself. 

Amanda was very tired after her first day back at work in over a month and decided to call her friend to cancel when the doorbell rang. "Shit, too late I guess," she muttered, disappointed. She called out, "just a minute," as she replaced the towel she had on from her shower with the robe from the back of the chair in her bedroom then opened the door to let her friend in. 

"Oh Mandy, it was so good to have you back today," Pat said as she hugged Amanda at the doorway. "I thought the sub they put in your room was going to have a coronary last week, the kids were going crazy and so was he," she added as she followed Amanda into the kitchen and sat on the stool by the counter. "Anything I can help you with?" she asked as Amanda got the chicken from the fridge and placed it on the plastic cutting board along with a knife. 

"Sure," she said, as she slid the cutting board toward Pat, "You cut those into thin strips for me." she added as she took the greens from the drainer and dumped them into a large bowl along with all the other ingredients. "I figured a nice salad would be good for tonight," Amanda said as she sliced some of the bread and set it on a paper plate between the two of them. 

They ate at the counter in the kitchen after Amanda wiped up from the chicken and set their places. Amanda could tell Pat was eating quickly so they could clean up and she could start with the questions about her vacation. Amanda beat her to it though and with a mouthful of salad said, "Okay what do you want to know?" 

Pat asked a ton of questions and Amanda answered all of them best she could, going into detail some times and only revealing what she wanted at other times. 

"I can't believe you fell for a guy way up there," Pat said, astonished and continued, "What about Steve, the guy from the pool hall? Or better yet, George, the one from the concert we went to? He really liked you and he has money too! What more could a girl want?" Pat finished then stood up to go use the bathroom. 

Amanda thought to herself as Pat walked away, "A woman, this woman wants true love, passion, excitement and a sexy man, that's all." 

Amanda heard a scream, then "Oh my gawd!" echo from the bathroom and she suddenly remembered she'd left the ring Sean gave her on the counter. Pat returned to the kitchen with the ring in her hand, asking, "Did someone forget to tell me something about her trip?" 

"Well, no, not exactly," Amanda replied looking everywhere but at Pat. "I just didn't feel like getting into it is all," Amanda said sadly then bowed her head. 

"It's okay girl, I understand if you'd rather not talk about it. I won't pressure you," Pat said and with that she got up from the stool, grabbed her purse and thanked Amanda for the nice dinner and said she'd better be on her way. 

After Pat left Amanda took the ring and placed it on her hand again. "It does look nice here, just like it belongs here," but she didn't leave it on her finger for long. She took it off, walked over to her dresser, opened the drawer and took out a small gold key. She put the key into the lock on her jewelry box and opened it and placed it in her jewelry box, closed the lid then locked it again and put the key back in her drawer. 

Amanda returned to the kitchen to clean up the last few dishes from dinner then went into the living room and settled on the sofa, turning on the television. She flipped through the channels, but didn't find anything that interested her. She turned off her tv and went to her computer and turned it on. 

She clicked the email icon and as she waited for the page to load she remembered about the promise she made to Sean about repaying her debt to the waitress at the diner. She searched through her purse and found the woman's name and the address of the diner. She opened a new word file and began to type. 

"Dear Hanna, Hello, my name is Amanda. I'm not sure if you remember me. I had eaten at your diner but didn't have enough money to pay for the meal I ordered or the meal my friend ordered. You told me it was on the house and then served my friend and I one of the most delicious meals I had ever eaten in a diner. I told my friend after we left that I was going to repay you for your kindness as soon as I arrived back home." 

Amanda stopped typing for a few minutes as thoughts of Sean and that day filled her mind and she had a difficult time concentrating on the letter. She got up from her chair, went into the bathroom to wipe her face with a washrag she wet with cool water then returned to her computer to finish the letter. 

"I am writing to say thank you once again. I've enclosed a check that should cover both our meals and leave you enough for a nice tip," she added before she clicked the print tab on the screen. The letter printed quickly and before she signed it she added a bit more and she wrote, "The next time I'm up that way I will surely stop in again, this time with money in my pocket to pay my bill. My friend Sean was right about you when he told me you were one of the nicest people I would ever meet up that way and if I ever needed anything, just come to you." 

Amanda ended her thank you letter with that then she signed it and folded it. Before she placed it in the envelope she inserted a check she wrote out to The Family Diner in care of Ms. Hanna Feldstrom for $75.00. In the memo she wrote, thank you for being so nice to me! She signed the check, slipped it in the letter then placed the letter in the envelope and sealed it. She addressed the envelope, put a stamp on it and stuck it in her purse to be mailed first thing in the morning on her way to work. Amanda turned off her computer then went to bed. 

*** 

Hanna opened the diner early this day to be ready for the hunters who always crowded the little diner looking for a nice hot breakfast before going into the woods for the day. As she approached the door she noticed a letter taped to the front door. "I wonder what that is?" she asked herself as she pulled it off and looked at the return address. "Oh my goodness, it can't be. I have to tell James about this!" she shouted as she rushed to unlock the door. 

She threw her purse on the counter and headed for the phone. As she dialed the number she heard a knock on the window. As the phone rang she glanced up and saw James standing there with a concerned look on his face. She put the phone down and ran to the door, "Get in here," she said as James walked in and removed his coat, Hanna continued, "I have something to show you." 

James looked her straight in the eye; that concerned look still on his face. "What?" She asked, "don't scare me like this, tell me what's wrong James," she added. 

James hugged her and began to talk, "I just have a lot on my mind these days," he said and continued, "I just can't get over Amanda leaving in such a rush like she did." 

"I'm angry with her for that too, but she must have had her reasons," Hanna told James as she handed him the letter she received. 

"What's this?" James asked. 

"It's a letter from Amanda. I haven't opened it yet so I'm glad you are here, we can read it together," she said as she fumbled to open the letter quickly. 

"Oh my goodness!" Hanna exclaimed, "I can't believe she actually did this," she said as she showed the letter to James then continued, "Look, she sent a check to cover the meals when she and Sean stopped here that one day. Remember, I told you about that." Amanda and Sean's meal together only totaled $12.50 but she sent extra for a tip and a darn good one at that. 

"Yes, I remember Hanna. Sean also told me about it when we spoke and he told me he was bringing someone home with him," James replied. 

"I'll keep the check and put it in the account after work tonight," Hanna said as she put it in her purse. 

James picked up the letter and put it in his pocket then asked, "Do you mind if I keep this?" James didn't wait for an answer he just grabbed his coat, said goodbye and rushed out of the diner to his car. He drove back to the house as quickly as possible, parked the car in the garage then ran into the house.

"Master Sean, Master Sean," James shouted excitedly as he pounded on Sean's bedroom door. He didn't get an answer and after several knocks became concerned, so he opened the door without waiting for permission to enter. Sean was sitting on the edge of his bed, his eyes were glazed; he didn't look like his usual self. 

Sean rubbed his head then laid back down on the mattress. James walked to his bedside, "Master Sean? Are you feeling ill? Would you like me to get you some water?" James asked as he sat beside Sean on the bed and placed his hand on Sean's shoulder. 

"Wh-what time is it?" Sean asked as he rubbed his eyes again. 

James replied, "It's 7:30 in the morning sir." James paused as he gave Sean a concerned look then continued, "You look like you've seen a ghost, sir. What happened last night?" 

"I must have fallen asleep and slept hard. I feel like shit James," Sean began to speak then paused to sit up. He scooted to the edge of the mattress and placed his feet of the floor then continued, "I was still upset because Amanda left. Everything I did reminded me of her. I couldn't concentrate on anything so I decided to take a nap. I had the most horrible dream, no, more like a nightmare. I heard a woman scream. That woman sounded just like Amanda so I packed my bag and went to look for her. I was tired when I began looking for her and when I got to the main road I just couldn't go any further and collapsed right there. The next thing I know, I saw a car speeding toward me and it crashed right on top of me. I could still hear Amanda's screams and I began to pray. I don't remember any more of the dream after that. I woke up when you shook my shoulder, James." 

Sean stopped talking then and just sat there on the edge of the bed in a daze for a few minutes then asked James what he woke him up for. James showed Sean the letter Amanda had sent to Hanna. 

"Look Master, we have her address sir. Now you can go look for her!" James said with excitement in his voice. 

Sean stood and began to put on his pants. James spoke once more, "Please wait until tomorrow when you are feeling better sir." 

Sean sat back on the bed, "I suppose you are right this time James. I do feel like shit and probably look like it too," he said with a bit of a laugh. "I will wait until morning James, don't worry," he said as James got up and headed for the door. "Before you go can I see that letter Amanda sent?" Sean asked as he held out his hand. 

*** 

Amanda didn't expect a response from Hanna and was shocked when she found one after she took her mail out of the box and glanced through the envelopes. She opened it immediately and began to read what it said. 

"Dear Amanda, thank you for the nice gesture of repaying your bill although it wasn't necessary. I am thinking that my brother probably didn't tell you he is the owner of that diner, heck he probably didn't even tell you that I'm his younger sister did he?" 

Amanda chuckled and continued reading Hanna's letter. 

"James told me about you also. He said you were the perfect woman for Sean. Oh dear, I probably shouldn't have said anything about that. I'm sorry, but I just can't help myself. Sean is devastated that you left him. He hasn't been himself since your departure last week. He tried to make it seem reasonable by telling himself that you have a career and a life back in the big city and things probably moved too fast for the both of you. James did tell me Sean said you could keep the ring and that he couldn't give it to another woman, if one happened to come along someday, because when he would look at it on her finger it would be your fingers he would see and that wouldn't be fair to the other woman. 




The Hitchhiker Ch. 06



Well, I've probably said too much as it is so I will let you go now, but please, if you can find it in your heart to call Sean and talk to him or perhaps write him a letter, I'm sure it would make him feel much better about everything that happened between the two of you. 

Here is his phone number, 1-906-555-2347. I can't recall his mailing address at the moment but if you want to direct it here I will make certain he receives it. Take care darling hope to see you again real soon. 

Sincerely yours, 

Hanna Feldstrom" 

Amanda could hardly believe her eyes at what she just read. She folded the letter and put it on her dresser then picked up the phone. She began to dial, 1-906-555-234..., then hung up suddenly. "I can't call him. What would I say? He probably hates me now. Not just because I left, but because I also left with his ring. Not to mention accepting it in the first place." 

Amanda's heart began to break all over again when she thought of the pain Sean had been going through all this time. "He really does love me," she said as she pictured his face. "Why did I have to treat him so horrible?" 

*** 

Sean retired earlier than usual with the hope that he would feel well enough to make the long drive to Detroit in the morning. 

"I have packed you a lunch sir, so when you are ready to leave in the morning you can just take it out of the refrigerator. Have a safe trip and good luck, sir," James said quietly after knocking on Sean's bedroom door. 

"Thank you James. I will phone you after I have checked into the hotel. Take care of Hanna for me while I'm gone. I don't know how long I will be gone, but I'm not coming back without Amanda if I have to rent an apartment and wait for her," Sean said. He turned off his light and fell asleep quickly. 

Sean slept peacefully through the night and woke feeling refreshed and ready for his trip. James had prepared him a nice breakfast and after Sean ate he grabbed the bag from the refrigerator then grabbed his keys from the hook and headed for the garage. 

The map Sean had printed from his computer gave step-by-step directions and he found the address that was on the letter Amanda had sent Hanna. Sean waited outside her home for several minutes. He didn't want to look suspicious, so he put his car in park and got out, pushing the door closed behind him and then locked it. 

As he walked up to her door the nervous feeling he had when he first accepted to share a table with Amanda returned. "Why am I acting like this? It's not like I don't know her. We made love for god sakes. This should be a piece of cake, but actually I feel like I'm going to be sick," Sean said as he approached her door. He paused briefly then rang the bell. No answer. He pushed the button one more time, still nothing so he turned and headed back to his car. 

A voice from the neighbor's house said, "you won't find her at home today, she's at work. She doesn't get home until after 5 pm tonight." The elderly woman continued, "You look very familiar to me. Do we know each other?" 

"No ma'am, I'm afraid we have never met before," he told her as he opened his car door. Before he sat down in his seat she began speaking again. 

"Oh wait, come to think of it yes, I think I do know you. You are the handsome guy from up north that Amanda was telling me about." She paused briefly then continued, "The poor dear, she is so confused. She said she loved the man she met up north, but she loved her career just as much and couldn't decide which one she wanted. I told her to go with what she felt in her heart." 

Sean's eyes went from sadness to joy when he heard the old woman say that she loved the man up north. "That has to be me she's talking about! Who else could it be?" Sean said then asked the old woman if she knew where Amanda was working. The woman wrote down the name of the school as well as some pointers on how to get there the fastest. 

Sean thanked the woman, gave her a big hug and practically jumped off the porch and ran to his car. "Thank you!" he yelled as he pulled away, headed for the school on the map. 

Sean drove as fast as the speed limit allowed, sometimes even faster. On his way to Amanda's school Sean passed a florist, "Oh how perfect," he said, "I have to stop and get her some flowers." Sean pulled to the side and parked the car, jumped out and ran into the shop. 

As he entered he was greeted by a young woman. "Good morning sir, can I help you with something?" the woman asked. 

"Yes. I would like to see your roses," Sean said nervously. The woman led him to the cooler where she kept a large assortment of roses. "Who are they for? If you don't mind me asking," she said as she opened one of the cooler doors. 

Sean started to say, "they are for my wi..." but he caught himself and continued, "they are for a very special woman." Sean looked at the different colors, asking if they represented anything in particular. He knew he was going to get the red long stemmed ones, but he was curious just the same. 

The sales woman began telling Sean the color and its meaning, "red is the most obvious. It means I love you. It represents romance and love; deep pink, simply means thank you. If someone you know does something nice for you, a deep pink rose is a good way of saying thank you," she said then paused when another customer walked in the shop, "I'll be right back sir," she added then handed him the list of colors and the meaning then walked over to the other customer. 

Sean glanced at the long list and decided he'd just choose a color then read the description. His eyes panned the card and stopped at orange and he read, "An orange rose is a symbol of desire. "I desire you" or "I desire to get to know you better" is the message that orange roses send." Sean paused to look at the orange roses in the case then continued, "Well that about sums it up now doesn't it? I have to get more," he said to himself as he walked to the counter. 

"I'm sorry for the delay sir. Have you made your selection?" the woman asked as she put an order form in front of her and picked up a pen, ready to write. 

"Yes I have," Sean replied as he walked over to the display case one more time. "I would like one dozen of your finest red roses and some of that baby's breath in one bouquet, and I would also like one dozen of your finest long stemmed orange roses with the baby's breath in a second bouquet," Sean said, smiling like a school boy. 

After the woman hand selected his roses and brought them to the counter, "would you like these wrapped or boxed?" she asked Sean as she arranged the baby's breath with the flowers. 

Sean wanted to make a statement to everyone that he was in love so he asked the woman if he could just have the flowers nicely arranged and then tied with a ribbon. 

"Of course you can," the woman responded and tied the red bouquet with a white satin ribbon and the orange bouquet with a peach colored satin ribbon. She placed the flowers on the counter and added up the bill. 

Sean quickly paid the woman then handed her an extra twenty dollars and said, "thank you very much ma'am!" then picked up the bouquets gently and ran out of the shop and back to his car. He pulled away erratically and sped toward the school. 

He pulled into the first parking spot he found, removed his seat belt, turned off the engine and got out of the car. He leaned back in to get the flowers then shut his door. He ran up to the building, but before entering he paused a moment to compose himself and fix his hair a bit then straighten his shirt before opening the door to the school. 

He walked down the hall until he saw the sign for the office. He turned and entered then asked for Miss Amanda Wells. The stern looking woman behind the counter told him that school was in session and that Miss Wells could not be disturbed at this time. 


Sean was heartbroken and it showed on his face. "Please miss, this will only take a moment," he said then paused just long enough to pull out the card he inserted in the bouquet at the flower shop, then he continued, "I have specific instructions to hand deliver these to miss Wells personally. The man paid me a very nice tip to follow his directions." 

"Come, follow me," the woman said, not so stern looking now. She continued to speak as they walked, "I suppose it would be alright this time, since it's almost lunch time for the children." 

Sean arrived at Amanda's classroom door just before the bell rang for lunch. The woman from the office knocked on the window of the closed door and motioned for Amanda to come to the door. When she opened the door Sean scooted in front of the woman from the office. He smiled and tipped his head slightly, "good afternoon miss," he said grinning from ear to ear. 

Rrrrriiingggg. The lunch bell sounded and the children quickly headed to the cafeteria. Just as Amanda started to follow them Pat walked by and said she'd take the children down, "you stay right there miss Wells, I'll take good care of them for you," Pat said as she ushered the children single file down the hall. 

Sean stood silent and watched the halls clear and once they were he walked over to Amanda, put his arms around her waist and pulled her to his chest. She could feel his heart pounding against hers as he leaned in hesitantly, their lips partially touching. Sean held that position for several moments as he tightened his grasp around her waist then slowly moved his hands to her back, neck and shoulders as he delivered his kiss. 

Amanda responded just as he'd hoped, she pressed against him as much as he was against her and she dropped the bouquets on the floor of her classroom as she backed into it and shut her door. No words were spoken after that and Amanda pulled the shades down over all the windows then put her mouth against Sean's once again. 

Amanda couldn't contain her desire for Sean and she kissed his face, his eyes, his chest and eventually his neck as she melted into him just as she did back at his house. 

Sean interrupted her passion and said, "we should probably wait to finish this later," then paused to kiss Amanda once again before he continued, "What about the children?" 

Amanda had to have him right then and there and she whispered, "don't worry about the children, they have therapy today after lunch and won't be back for an hour!" She was so excited to see Sean that she walked over to her desk, pushed everything to the floor and then pushed him so his back was against the top of the desk. She didn't hesitate when she climbed on top of him and began kissing once more. 

Hesitantly Sean pushed her away, "Hey, hey wait a minute. What's this all about?" he asked her as he sat up to face her. 

"Oh Sean, I was such an idiot. How could I ever think that after the time we spent together that I could just get up and leave you?" she said as tears filled her eyes. Sean leaned in and wiped her tears and she continued, "How could I think that what I have here could ever be more important to me than you are?" She paused again to wipe her nose. 

Sean pulled her into him and hugged her. "Shh," he whispered into her ear to calm her. "It's all right, everything is going to be all right," he said as he comforted her then continued, "it was wrong of me to think that you'd give up your career and everything else to come live with me. I shouldn't have made you have to choose between your children and me. I can see how much you love them and how much they love you. I should have put more thought into this before asking you to marry me," he said as tears welled in his eyes. 

"Oh I love you so much Sean Curtis," Amanda confessed. "I realize now that I loved you the day I left, but back then I wasn't sure if it was mere infatuation or lust. I had to be certain you were the man I wanted to spend the rest of my days and nights with. Now I am certain. I do love you and yes I will marry you if you will still have me," Amanda finished, with a sigh of relief. 

"Don't be silly woman," Sean said with a sly smirk then continued, "would I have driven a hundred miles an hour down I 75, not to mention hand pick four dozen roses, drive like a maniac, bribe the woman in the office and take the chance of making a fool out of myself to be with a woman I didn't want to be with?" 

Amanda stood in disbelief that he went through all that trouble just to surprise her, but she was glad he did. "I have to finish my work here today then we can talk," she said as she wrote her address on a sheet of paper and handed it to him. "You can wait for me, I'll be home in two hours," she said as Sean looked at the paper and smiled. 

"Thanks, but I already know where you live and I have to say, you have some very nice neighbors. I own my future, our future to that old woman," he said as he put the paper in his pocket then asked, "how much time exactly do you have before your children are due back?" 

Amanda glanced over at the clock and replied excitedly, "Just enough!" 

Sean smiled that devilish smile that drove Amanda crazy when they first met and he pulled her into him for a passionate kiss again. Amanda however, wanted more. She wanted to feel him against her, filling her, teasing her. She seductively backed away from him and rested her ass cheeks against the edge of her desk then scooted so she was sitting on her desk. She parted her legs enough for Sean to stand between her thighs and she began to unfasten his belt. 

Once his belt was loose she unbuttoned his trousers and pulled them down, just above his knee, then removed his briefs, which allowed his erect member to spring forward. She tenderly caressed him before she licked the tip with her tongue then slid her mouth over the mushroom shaped head. Sean, although nervous they would get caught, was in ecstasy and he proved it with his moans of delight and desire. 

Sean was caught off guard when this woman before him, this professional career woman sat up slightly, pulled him to her and voiced her plea, "Fuck me Sean!" 

Without hesitation he pulled her panties and nylons off together, pushed her skirt up to her waist and parted her legs wider as he positioned the head of his throbbing cock at her opening and pushed forward. 

"Oh yes baby, that's it!" Amanda said with a growl then a quiet scream escaped her lips as he thrust into her repeatedly. They continued to make love on her desk until both were satisfied and breathless. 

Sean heard a noise in the hall and quickly backed away from Amanda, pulled up his briefs and trousers as Amanda scooted of her desk and straightened her suit. Amanda walked over to unlock her door and picked up the flowers Sean had brought for her. She put the flowers in a container of water and placed them on her desk then hugged Sean and gave a quick kiss on his cheek as she opened the door and he walked out just before the children turned the corner of the hallway. 

Sean walked back the same way he came in and when he passed the office he gave a wink to the woman behind the counter then headed for his car and Amanda's house. 

When Amanda pulled into her driveway Sean heard the car and met her at the door. He pulled her in quickly and before she could even put her purse or briefcase down he was removing her clothes, he practically ripped them off her as she worked on his, although he didn't have as many clothes on as she had. 

Sean carried Amanda to the bedroom and laid her on the bed, turned to light the candle that was on the dresser then climbed on the mattress and laid beside her. The two made passionate love for the remainder of the evening. 

Amanda got up to take a shower before going back to bed, not for sex, but for some much needed sleep and when she returned from the bathroom she took Sean by the hand and said. "I would love it if you could stay here with me until I finish the school year. I already gave my resignation to the principal and although sad, she wished us all the best. You can help me sell my house and then I want to become your wife!" she concluded as tears of joy rolled off her cheeks. 

*** 

Sean and Amanda were married shortly after they returned to the U.P. Amanda found a job at the local school for the physically challenged. Six months into her new job she discovered she and Sean were expecting their first baby. She quit her job at the end of the year and together Sean and Amanda raised their daughter Elizabeth Rose, named after Sean's great grandmother and Amanda's mother. 

Their love grew deeper as each year passed and their lovemaking never dulled.