The Horny Hitch hiker
Beverly and I had a huge fight so I left the house before saying something regrettable. The argument was as usual about sex. Beverly claimed it was all I wanted, but we had sex only three or four times a year, despite being in our early thirties.
I had never actually cheated on Beverly, but I didn’t hesitate to call the telephone sexlines. I wasn’t walking around with blue balls; telephone sex was my release.
As I hit the Georgia state line, I saw a shapely lady in tiny, blue cutoffs on the side of the road. Her thumb was out, indicating she needed a ride. This woman could have been a serial killer, but there was something about her that made me stop my jeep.
Although I could tell the woman was probably in her early thirties, she ran towards me as though she was a teenager.
I clicked the unlock button.
She opened the door, stuck her head inside the jeep, and smiled at me. “Are you a serial killer?”
I laughed; there was something about her. “If I were, would I tell you?”
Hazel brown eyes stared at me. “What’s your name?”
I met her gaze. “William.”
“Are you an honest man, William?”
“Yes.” I even admitted my usage of telephone sexlines to Beverly. She hadn’t been concerned.
“You’re probably not a serial killer either.” She threw her backpack in the backseat before sliding into the passenger seat and offering me her hand. “I’m Ellen.”
I shook her hand warmly. “Nice to meet you, Ellen.”
“You too. William?”
I glanced in my rearview mirror before getting back on I-75. “Yes.” Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her unzipping her shorts.
“You don’t mind if I masturbate? I’m so horny.”
Her words shocked me, and I fought to focus on driving. “No problem.”
Ellen quickly removed her shorts.
I wasn’t surprised to see she didn’t wear underwear. As I fought the urge to stare at her, my cell phone rang; it was Beverly.
“Yeah,” I said quickly.
“Our marriage is over; I don’t love you.”
“Okay.” I clicked the phone off as Ellen pulled a dildo out of her backpack.
“Oh shit, William. The batteries are dead. Maybe you could pull the car over and help me.”
