Tawny looked nervously left and right as she crossed the street, not because there might be traffic, but because she was so close to the bus station and freedom.
She gripped her purse strap tightly and moved across the crosswalk as quickly as her heels would let her, finally arriving on the other side and a few steps closer to her destination.
She’d grown up in Bimboton… she shook her head unconsciously, that wasn’t the name of the town she’d grown up in but she couldn’t think of what it used to called any more. It had been a quite town, she’d been able to run around in her overalls and short cropped hair, fixing her friends bicycles or whatever else was broken around their place.
The town had changed so much since then, and so had she. She hadn’t realized what was going on until just a week ago, when she caught herself staring into the mirror, apply lipstick, and wondering if it was pink enough. That thought had snapped her out of whatever haze she’d been in and she instantly knew she had to get away.
The problem was she didn’t have a car anymore, the town had required everyone to retake the drivers test and she’d failed miserably. Which left the bus station, that was all the way across town. She’d been walking for at least an hour, but she was almost there, even if her feet were killing her.
She turned the corner and ran right into a man walking the other way, “Oh! I’m sorry!” she blurted out without a thought that he might have been the one at fault.
“Oh that’s alright Tawny.” a familiar voice said and she looked up into Zack’s face.
A little shiver of pleasure ran through her and she smiled involuntarily at the sight of her neighbour down the street. Then she blushed and bowed her head a little as the memories from the last few months of being bent over the end of his bed and him plowing his dick into her pussy bubbled up to the top of her mind.
Zack was at least twenty years older than her, but whatever was happening in Bimbo made that irrelevant. She’d been walking by his house one day and he’d started to make small talk with her, after a few minutes he’d reached around and grabbed her ass and she’d just leaned in and kissed him. It wasn’t long before he took her into his bedroom, and well, the rest was history.
“Well… I… I should be going…” Tawny managed to get out and take a half step around him.
“Oh? Where are you off too?” he asked.
“Uh… well… just the bus station…” she replied out of politeness but not really wanting to.
“Ah, well, my car is just around the corner… I can give you a ride to where you want to go.” he offered helpfully.
“Well, ah, I don’t want to impose…” she started to say to try and demure from the offer, but before she could complete the sentence he’d wrapped his arm around her waist and placed his hand on her ass.
She leaned into him and let out a soft moan.
“No imposition at all Tawny. In fact, tell you what, why don’t I give you a ride back to my place so I can bend you over and pound that tight little pussy of yours. Then afterwards you don’t have to leave at all… you can just stay at my place and anytime you need a ride somewhere you can just offer up your pussy in exchange for a ride in my car. How does that sound?”
He’d been squeezing her ass through out his monologue, sending shivers of pleasure through her entire body, so all she could really do was look up at him in desperation and nod.
They walked away together to the parking lot where Zack’s car was, the bus station a distant memory as all Tawny could think about was how many trips across town she could reasonably make excuses for. Another squeeze of her ass and she realized that reasonableness had nothing to do with it.
