1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    can’t wait to try her out.” and headed around the corner of the house. I started to protest again but he was already out of sight. But Jed offered his opinion. “Boy, you let that knucklehead drive it and I’ll stomp a mud hole in ya...” Betty sounded out in chorus with him, “…and walk it dry. Yeah, we know dad.” she added, rolling her eyes. That vision stuck with me for a second. It was a profound statement for sure. But, I thought then that it was a good time to leave. “Sounds like a painful death. But hey, I think I better be heading back. I got my own chores to do.” I announced, and turned to Betty, “See you tomorrow?” I asked. “Yep, Billy will drop me off on his way to work.” she replied, smiling back at me with her hands behind her back. I turned to Jed and said, “Certainly a pleasure meeting you Mr. Haley.” offering my hand. “Yep.” he replied, shaking my hand, “Thanks for bringing… Jenny by for me.” and offered a smile. “Yes sir.” I said out of habit, and realized I couldn’t take it back. He shook his head and headed for the house. I headed for the jeep. Guessing my location, I turned right on the road at the end of their driveway after waving ‘goodbye’ to Betty. I noted the curve the driveway sat on and thought that you could easily pass it without knowing it was there. The road straightened and the entrance to the cove came up on my right. I got a good feel for the layout of the land that I didn’t have without a vehicle. The thought that I hadn’t seen another vehicle ...
    struck me as I saw a truck approach me, headed in the opposite direction. It would be a good guess that someone that worked at the bottling plant was on their way home. Chapter 9 Heading down the street in town, a traffic jam caught my attention, at my house. ‘What the heck?’ I thought, watching vehicles trying to leave our driveway while other vehicles tried to enter. “It’s a circle for crying out loud.” I said to myself. A tractor was blocking the other side so I pulled up to a farmer in overalls, looking over his engine. “What’s wrong?” I asked; a little perturbed at the situation. “Dang thing died on me.” he explained, pulling off his John Deere hat and scratching his head. I looked at the tractor expecting to see the logo as well, but the Ford emblem and lettering were on the front. “Think it might be a plug wire or two; but I ain’t for sure.” he supposed, “Must have pushed her too hard getting to the post office before it closed.” I looked at the situation and thought that if he had broken down a little further, everything would have been fine. But where he sat, it blocked the driveway completely. “My name’s Jake… Jake Blake.” I offered. “Henry Baker.” he replied, offering a nod. “Nice to meet you sir.” I said, and added, “Would you mind if I tried to push you up a bit? You know, to let these cars get around you.” He looked at the jeep and then his tractor, “Reckon it might work.” he nodded in agreement. He climbed up behind the steering wheel while I pulled behind him. ...