The message was a simple "Hey..."
My mind flashed back a few weeks earlier when I stupidly drove through a snow storm to see him while he was plowing... I laid my heart on the line, only to find out he was leaving in less than a week. The conversation also had its upsides. Nick told me the feelings and emotions I felt weren't in my head, and I wasn't crazy... but that he felt the same way. He wanted to be with me, as much as I wanted to be with him. Just as luck would have it, the timing couldn't have been worse. He was set to leave in 6 days and nothing was going to change it... I crawled across the seat of his SUV and into his arms for what would be the last time for months...
After a week of talking, texting, and sending me picture of the beautiful scenery I was jealous he was living in, our conversations started to move from lovey-dovey to dirty talk. Apparently knowing I was almost a 1000 miles away was too much for my Marine and he started to trust me with his inner most dirty thoughts. He described a fantasy that I couldn't help but get turned on by. No guy I had ever been with was this open and secure to ever want to have this much fun and I was shocked. My pussy started throbbing and dripping as I received text after text filled with details of my Marine's desires.
After a few weeks of thinking about and masturbating to his fantasy, I decided to make it come true for him...
I saved up enough money to pay for enough gas to cover a 2000 mile road trip. I picked up extra shifts at the firehouse, and worked with some of my buddies on a few side jobs doing roofing and remodeling. I also took the necessary steps to find the object needed to turn my Marine on and make his cock stiffer and cum harder than he ever had.
The trip was an average 16 hours, 16 minutes. We got on the road at 0700. If we tried to drive straight through, we should get to the Forth Worth area around 2300... However, the trip took longer with all the fingering and blow-jobs that went on as we teased truckers and ended having to pull over to finish the job.
We pulled into town around 2Am, a few hours later than planned and pulled into the first hotel in sight. As we entered town, I saw the sign and couldn't help but notice the population only read 798. I giggled to myself, but my heart fell in love. The number looked perfect... I always hated the bustle of people and wished for everything my eyes peered over as we pulled into the motel.
The "Big Tex Motel" was an understatement. After checking in, it was clear to me that this place hadn't had a guest in months. The room smelled like dust, and the bed was covered in a worn, plaid-patterned comforter. The TV looked like it was from the 70's, and the Bible was sitting on the nightstand. I dropped my bag at the door and told him I was taking a shower.
I stepped into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me and flipping the light on. I started the shower, manipulating the old handle, trying to find a happy medium between scalding hot and freezing cold. I yanked off my combat boots, hearing the clatter as they dropped to the floor, and slipped out of my black Tripp brand bondage shorts. I pulled my camouflage tank-top off, dropping it on the floor and stared at myself in the mirror.
I was beat after the almost-20 hour drive. I unfastened my bra and pulled my panties off, adding them to the pile of clothes on the tile floor and stepping into the warmth of the water. I welcomed the feeling on my tired, dry skin. After 20 hours and 975+ miles in a topless Jeep, I felt dirty and wind burned.
I lathered my hair, and massaged the suds into my scalp. It felt good, and caused goosebumps to form on my skin under the steady stream of hot water. I rinsed and conditioned before I grabbed the wash-cloth and added a few squirts of shower gel. I soaped my entire body. My skin felt hot and slippery as I scrubbed the wash-cloth over my whole body. My mind wandered to thoughts of Nick, and trying to surprise him. I thought about how I was going to pull it off. Thoughts of him fucking me in the cornfields and taking me like it was the first time all over again run through my head... Before I knew that I was doing it, I had dropped the soapy cloth and felt my fingers trailing down my slick stomach and snake down towards my wet pussy.
Standing under the stream of water, I leaned against the wall as my hands starting working my clit and massaging my breasts. I thought about Nick, and the surprised look he was going to have on his face when he saw me get out of the Jeep. I thought about his hands wrapping around me, and lifting me in the air as his soft lips pressed hard into mine. His hands gripping my hair, and holding my face to his. I thought about the surprise I had planned for him, and how it was all going to go down...
Without realizing it, my heart was racing. I was gasping as my fingers flew over my clit, furiously rubbing until I felt a wave of tingles start to rush through my body. I felt my orgasm building and attempted to grab a hold of the tiled wall as it hit me, my fingers only slipping. My throat let out a soft moan, and I felt my legs start to shake and weaken. After I felt my orgasm subside and I after I caught my breath, I rinsed the dripping cum from my pussy and got out of the shower.
I was too tired to pull my pajama's out of my bag, so I wrapped the towel around my wet hair, and left the bathroom. He was already asleep and snoring softly, so I pulled the covers down and slipped into bed still moist and naked... I woke up to the smell of pot and a beam of light peeking through the window. He was sitting in bed watching TV and smoking a joint. When he noticed I woke up, he passed it to me. I took a pull and sat up. I exhaled the hit, and looked at the time on my phone. It was already 0930! I jumped out of bed and cursed him for not waking me sooner.
I put on my shortest pair of cut-off Daisy Dukes and pulled my Ariat's on. I pulled on a fresh white tank-top and forced my unruly curly hair into a set of pig-tail braids and topped off the outfit with one of my classic red bandannas. I threw on some natural make up and asked him how I looked.
"I got a boner..." he said with a devilish smile, "can we fuck before you leave?". He grabbed my hand, trying to pull me on the bed. I pulled my hand from his and told him to go to hell as I grabbed the keys and my purse. I opened the motel room door blew him a kiss as I slipped out the door.
Thirty minutes later, driving down the county road, I saw the sign to his family's farm. I pulled off to the side of the road to calm myself... I hadn't seen Nick in months... He had no clue I was here... What if he got mad that I came down? What if he wasn't home? What if he was with another girl? What if he didn't want to see me?
So many thoughts flooded my mind. I felt my pulse quicken and closed my eyes tightly, trying to calm myself down while pushing the negativity from my mind. I regained my composure and pulled the black Jeep back onto the road and turned down the driveway.
I estimated the dirt road to be at least a half a mile long, and as I drove further into the property, I saw fields of grain on both sides, spotted with horses and men riding tractors, none were him. I reached the end of the drive and a two-story farm-house popped into view with the cliché red barn back and to the right. I stopped the Jeep and turned off the engine. I opened the door and stepped out onto the dirt.
I heard voices coming from the barn and approached the open door. I peeked in and saw a man in his early 50's milking a cow and singing along to a country song I didn't recognize.
"Hello" I called into the barn. The man turned his head and looked at me.
"Hey there Lil' Missy. How can I help ya?" he said in a friendly voice.
"Uh... I'm looking for Nick... My name is Le-.."
I was interrupted by a loud laugh as the man stood up. He walked over to me and pulled me into a tight hug. I was caught off guard as he pulled me towards him, my nose filling with the scent of dirt, sweat and hard work on his clothes.
"So you're the girl my nephew keeps talking about! Good to see he has such good taste!"
The stranger let me go and I stared at his eyes in surprise. "He didn't tell us you were coming for a visit!" he boomed.
"Actually, he doesn't know I'm here" I stuttered.