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“Thanks for letting me borrow the car, sweetie!” Lara hugged Mark outside his family’s tech store. “I’ll be back in time to help with supper.” She kissed him quickly because she knew his father was watching from just inside the door. It was still awkward showing any more affection than a peck on the cheek in front of his family. She knew that Mark needed to get inside to help.
Mark chuckled. “Sure thing, Lara. You deserve a day of leisure. Just don’t drive too far, babe.” He gave her butt a quick pinch and watched as she walked around his 1968 Ford Fairlane convertible. Lara was the only one he let drive his antique car around. He had spent all his money in high school restoring it. As she climbed into it, he took in the sight of her bare legs stretching out below the short sundress that she was wearing. “Stay cool, sexy.” He winked and waved as she drove off.
Turning towards the door, he inhaled deeply. It would be a long day of working at the store with his dad, but he was looking forward to her picking him up after work. A long day at work was better than not seeing her all summer. They would find a way to sneak off and have some fun after they ate with his family. He smiled as he imagined her bare legs wrapped around him in the backseat of the car. He was thankful she had agreed to come to spend the summer with his family in Leavenworth, Kansas.
Mark and Lara had been dating since the beginning of their freshman year the previous fall at the University of Florida. Lara was from Florida and had lived there all her life. They had visited her family over Christmas break and had agreed they would spend the summer together with his family. She had decided to vacation this summer with Mark because he had to go home and work for his dad. Lara had gotten used to being away from her family and wanted to be with Mark so the decision to join him was not a difficult one for her.
It was two weeks into their summer, and time for Mark to start working with his father. Lara figured she’d start her first day alone by exploring outside of town. Leavenworth was a busy town for her ideas about Kansas, with the Missouri River bordering one side. She wanted to see the open country and Mark agreed to let her have the car to do so.
Talking over the idea with Mark the previous night, she had a direction to drive. Soon she would be away from the ‘hustle and bustle’ of the small busy town. Lara drove down 4th Avenue to make her way to KS-92. Make a right by the Dollar General, she reminded herself of what he had told her.
Quiet neighborhoods filled with trees and small churches made Lara smile. This part of town wasn’t too unlike Gainesville. But it still wasn’t the countryside, so she kept driving. She giggled when she passed the liquor store and the bowling alley, figuring she was close to the edge of town. One more church and another small neighborhood and there she was on what looked to be the true edge. There were lots of trees with no houses visible, accompanied by a line of mailboxes together with one access road. Lara smiled as she knew she was close.
McClouth 20 Miles, Oskaloosa 28
Lara knew she would see open fields soon. Long driveways up to houses further back was a sure sign and made her feel at ease. She unclipped her hair and let the wind flow through it as she sped down the two-lane highway, noticing there were no longer cars around. A group of trees close to the road and a curve to the left, heading south, and Lara was now in the country. She yelled out a cheer of joy, remembering how much fun her high school years with her best friend were as they drove on the back roads of rural Florida.
Lara giggled as she went around the bend and realized there were still a few houses around. Driving a few more miles down the road, she felt the car making strange jumping movements. Looking at the control panel, she noticed the gas gauge was at E. She had forgotten to get gas on the way out of town. What seemed like seconds later, the engine cut off and she was able to pull over as she cruised to a stop. She looked around. On one side of the road, there was a field with rolls of hay in it. The other side was still green as far as she could see. All around there was no building in sight, and no cars coming or going.
She looked up and smiled at the sky. It was still sunny enough to relax for a bit. Deciding to take advantage of her alone time, she climbed up on the massive hood of Mark’s car and leaned back against the windshield. She was alone in the country, the warm air was comfortable, and it excited her that she had nowhere to be. With a mischievous giggle, she bent her knees up and spread her legs as her sundress slid down her knees to pile up at her waist, exposing her lace thong underneath.
Lara figured she wouldn’t have to hide since no one was around. Sliding her hand into her panties, she grinned and closed her eyes. It had been a while since she had been away from the city. Caressing her smooth mound and sliding her fingers up and down her slit, she moaned slightly as a finger slipped between her lips and confirmed how excited the countryside made her.
Right now, she didn’t care that she wasn’t able to go anywhere. Perhaps it was a sign that it was time to treat herself. Using her other hand to squeeze at her breast through her sundress, she slipped a finger inside of her and back out quickly. With her moistened finger she circled her clit, making herself squirm as her arousal intensified. As her fingers became more slippery, she ran her fingers back and forth over her clit until she could no longer wait for more. She pinched her hardened nipple now pushing against the thin material of her dress, moaning out as she felt the warmth of the sun on her bare legs.
Inserting her finger slowly at first, she soon added another finger and began to move them in and out of her dripping pussy. As she twisted her nipple, she let out a louder and longer moan, wiggling her fingers as she thrust them until she began to squirt. Arching her back slightly she kept her fingers busy, continuing to squirt until she became so dizzy that she had to stop. She steadied herself on the hood of the car using both hands at her sides. Her hand was drenched and as she sat up slightly, she noticed that she had covered the hood of the car with her juices as well.
Giggling, she lay back and looked up at the sky. It was a bit cloudier than when she had first sat on the hood. Taking only a couple of minutes longer to relax, she decided to climb down and get her cell phone to call someone to bring her a spare gas can. As she picked up her phone, she frowned, realizing there was no signal this far out of town.
“Dang it!” She exclaimed aloud. Thinking quickly, she decided to climb onto the hood and stand up. With no one still going either way on the road, she looked now for signs of a building of any kind. Surely someone would have a way to contact someone if they didn’t have gas themselves. Back towards the direction of town, the direction she had just come from, she saw a small building of some sort. She smiled as she remembered seeing a small concrete structure, no bigger than a shed shortly before she noticed the gas gauge. Surely it meant that there was a house further back from the road. Deciding to go check it out, she climbed down and prepared for the short walk.
Lara left her purse under the seat so she didn’t have to carry anything. She left her phone in the glove compartment because it was completely useless out here. Giggling, she adjusted her panties and made sure her canvas sneakers were tied correctly. It would not take too long to get there, but she wanted to look presentable.
As Lara walked closer, she noticed that the sky had darkened. No longer were those “friendly puffies” smiling at her. They seemed to be almost ready to fight. Small raindrops began falling as she was near reaching the small building. She looked behind the building and noticed the electric pole attached to the back. It was larger than the ones along the road. Smiling, she thought it was a good sign. Surely someone lived close by.
She was practically running as she approached the building and noticed a large delipidated barn across a grassy field. It was some distance across the property and set to be hidden from view of the road. Briefly, she thought about going further and checking it out, but the wind picked up and large droplets of rain hit at her. She decided to try to door to the shed-like structure. I’ll wait inside the concrete building until the storm passes, she told herself.
Giving up any thoughts of manners since the storm was getting worse, she yanked the door open and jumped in. Inside the building, the walls were bare. The floor was dirt. The light from outside was disappearing fast as the clouds grew thicker. Since the roof appeared solid and there was nothing to harm her, she closed the door behind her to keep safe from the weather. Hearing the rain beat against the rooftop, she laid down on the ground to rest and wait out the storm. She felt a smooth area in the dirt. Moving her hand over the area, she realized it was a large stone. She placed her face there, feeling its warmth as she saw a bright flash through the door jamb and instantly heard a deafening sound of the lightning strike.
Lara winced from the sound, covering her ears in a natural response. She hoped that the door would stay shut in case the wind picked up. What she feared was a tornado. Standing as best as she could, she moved over to where she had seen the flash, hoping to find the doorway and double-check that it was locked and secure. She found the door. As she checked the latch, she noticed that the sound of the rain on the roof had stopped. She strained to listen for the sounds she would hear if there was a tornado but heard nothing. The wind had appeared to stop as well.
She waited, leaned up against the door for a few minutes to see if the storm picked up again. Familiar with hurricanes, she knew there were calm parts in storms. But as she waited, the inside of the shed became lighter. Sunlight began to seep through the door jamb at first, but then the roof and the walls as well. Cautiously, she opened the door and peeked outside. To her amazement, as she looked up at the sky the sun was shining brightly. Shielding the sunlight with her arm, she looked all around in the sky. Everywhere she could see it was bright blue without even the slightest hint of a cloud. It was if she had imagined the storm.
Chuckling, she set her arm back down and began to walk further outside. She gasped as she looked in front of her and then to her sides. There were stalks of corn blocking her view of the empty field that was there just minutes before. There weren’t any ears of corn visible, but the plant was unmistakable at almost six feet tall. As she turned back towards the building, she let out a small scream. It was a wooden structure that was poorly made. The electric pole that was there before was no longer there either. What the heck, Lara wondered.
Brushing the dirt from her dress as best as she could, she walked through the cornstalks in the direction that she believed the road was. Perhaps a car would be going by and she could get a ride to the gas station. When she reached the edge of the field it was not the two-laned paved country highway that she had just seen earlier. Her heart beat faster as she looked one way and then the other along a smaller dirt road.
Where am I? What happened? Her only other thought was to go towards the old barn that she had caught sight of before the storm. Perhaps she was dehydrated and needed some water. It was possible she was hallucinating. Maybe a good nap would wake her if she were dreaming. Turning back towards the cornfield, she began walking in search of the barn.
Minutes later she saw a clearing in the cornfield, a large property with a huge barn and a small house near it. She sighed with relief when she saw someone sitting on a rocking chair on the front porch. As she walked closer, she could tell it was a boy in overalls and bare feet. He had a bowl in his lap and one on the table beside him. Appearing to be popping green beans, he looked up at her as she approached the porch.
His mouth fell open as she stepped closer to the porch. He did not say anything as his eyes bulged and examined her from head to toe a few times. Removing his hat, he smiled at her and finally spoke. “Afternoon, miss. What can I do for you?”
Lara giggled to herself as the boy ogled over her. He was older than she had first thought. She watched him take his hat off and then she noticed something. He looked to be about the same age as Mark. As she blinked again, she was dumbfounded as she realized he looked incredibly like Mark. Now it was her that could not speak. She stood just off the porch as she watched him set the bowl from his lap onto the table beside him.
Standing up, the boy extended his hand out in a greeting. “My name’s Jonathan Marcus. This here is my dad’s place but he’s off in town right now.” He pointed to her dress. “Uh, not that I mind much,” he blushed and grinned, “but did you lose your clothes?”
Lara’s hands quickly checked for her clothing as she looked down at herself for fear that she was naked. She wrinkled her brow in confusion because she still had her sundress. Jonathan Marcus? The name sounded familiar. Her confusion about her clothes didn’t last long, as the door opened from the house and a gasp was followed by a girl’s voice.
“What in heaven’s name are you doing out here in your underthings, girl?” The girl speaking was older than the boy but could not be his mother, as she looked to be just a few years older. As Lara examined her, she immediately noticed her dress. It was full length to the ground and very modest like ones she had seen in vintage shops back home. “Come in the house and I’ll get you a dress.” As Jonathan tried to follow, she held out her hand. “YOU finish the beans.”
Still unable to speak, Lara began running the boy’s name through her mind as she followed the girl into the house. There was something familiar about it.
“Just sit here and I’ll bring something down before Ma and Pa arrive and catch you dressed so indecently. My brother will stay outside. No eighteen-year-old should be looking at girls half-naked. Especially when he’s got a girl sweet on him already.” The girl announced as she disappeared further into the house.
Lara sat carefully on the couch in the front room and looked around at the country-style furniture. She suddenly felt rich with all the items she had at home looking far superior in quality. It was hard to believe people lived like this. Her eyes grew large as she realized the room looked similar to the gift shop area of a country store or antique shop. Everything appeared to be “pioneer-ish”. Looking around some more, she saw no television.
Then it dawned on her about the boy’s name. Jonathan Marcus was the name of Mark’s great-great-great-grandfather. He had been the first man in his family to get a formal education at The University of Kansas and later teach there. Mark was named in tribute to him, as his parents were also Jayhawks. Lara tried remembering the sister’s name but could not. She heard a rustling at the screen door and saw Jonathan there smiling.
He cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled, “You better hurry quick, Mary Louise! I hear the horses!”
Lara gasped, recognizing the name. She looked across the room above the mantle of the fireplace and saw a framed cross-stitch that read “Dewey”. It was also Mark’s last name. Her eyes darted towards the newspaper on the table in front of her. It looked ancient. She quickly scanned it, catching the name and date on the paper.
LEAVENWORTH WEEKLY
LEAVENWORTH, KANSAS, Thursday, June 20, 1872
“President nomination: For President, Ulysses S Grant…” Perhaps the newspaper was just for a project they were doing. How did she suddenly go back 150 years? She had to best dreaming. But everything looked so real. Lara’s head started to spin. Where was she? As she heard Mary returning with a dress, she heard her speak as well.
“Oh, that’s last week’s paper. Ma will have this week’s so you may re—” Mary stopped and dropped the dress as she saw Lara collapse sideways onto the couch. She ran over to help her. “Jonathan,” she cried out, “Hurry up and get in here to help me get her dressed. She has fainted! Just close your eyes and hold her up.”
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“Ma, she’s coming to!” Jonathan shouted into the kitchen. He removed the towel from Lara’s forehead but kept his other hand holding hers.
“I’ll be there shortly.” Mrs. Dewey answered back from across the house.
When Jonathan saw Lara turn and look at him, he smiled. “Welcome back, miss. We were kind of worried.”
Lara smiled and blushed, realizing that Jonathan had been watching her as she was laying down on the couch. She felt his hand holding hers and she gently squeezed it. “Thank you,” she replied. “But please, call me Lara.”
Jonathan grinned at Lara, and whispered, “That’s a pretty name for a pretty girl. Are you feeling better now?”
Lara nodded slowly and sat up, gently pulling her hand away. “I am. Thank you.” Looking around the room, she asked Jonathan, “May I use your phone to make a call? I know Mar— People will be wondering where I am.”
Jonathan chuckled and scratched his head. “Not sure what you mean, but I can take you on the horse back to your place.”
Lara covered her mouth, slowly realizing the phone must not be invented yet. Where would she have him take her? She had a sneaky suspicion that the car would not be down the road as well. As she concluded the storm had something to do with her situation, Mrs. Dewey walked into the room.
“Young man, you’ll do no such thing. At least not until after supper.” The woman standing in the doorway was wiping her hands on a towel. “And your Pa might be done with his chores by then and he can do it.” Turning to Lara, she asked, “Do you feel up to eating? You may join us at the table.”
Lara nodded and smiled at Mrs. Dewey, standing up slowly. As Jonathan held her arm, Lara walked into the kitchen. Mrs. Dewey walked over to the iron stove to retrieve a pot to set on the table. The kitchen was simple, and the table took up most of the center of it. Mary was setting out the plates and silverware. The picnic-style table had three table settings on each side and one at the end. Several bowls of vegetables were already on the table. She paused a few feet away, not knowing where to sit.
Jonathan pulled her around the other side of the table. “You can sit by me. Mary can sit by Ma. I got a feeling that Bonnie Sue isn’t coming with her beau tonight.” He chuckled as he sat down, patting the bench beside him. “Usually we wait for Pa, but he’s out with Uncle Steve doing the big man’s work. Maybe next year I can too.”
Mrs. Dewey sat opposite Jonathan and neatly folded the napkin in her lap. “You’ll have to excuse Jonathan, dear. He will talk your head off if you let him.” She smiled sweetly as everyone started to take their portions of food. After the food was finished being passed, she inquired, “How did you end up out here, Lara, was it? We’re so far from the town, did you lose your horse?”
Lara wasn’t sure what to answer so she shoveled a spoonful of mashed potatoes into her mouth and thought of an answer. She was about to talk about the storm, but there appeared to have been no such storm since nothing was wet. Not wanting to lie exactly, she found herself explaining, “I was walking for a bit, my car- cart broke a couple of miles back.” Figuring that didn’t quite make sense, she added, “And my horse ran off.”
All three of the Deweys gasped in astonishment. “That’s terrible,” Mary exclaimed. “But why were you traveling by yourself? Where is your Pa or beau? Are you from town? We’ve never seen you.” She poured glasses of water for everyone as she waited for an answer.
Lara noticed the look of concern coming from Mary and Mrs. Dewey, almost that of disapproval. She needed time to figure out what she wanted to say, realizing that even her being out by herself was an odd occurrence for these folks. There was no way she could not share what really happened with everyone. She turned to Jonathan and saw him smiling at her. His smile put her at ease, and she thought about maybe telling him some of it if they had some time alone again.
As she took the glass and drank the water, she tried not to choke on the metallic taste of it. She knew she was spoiled with the bottled water that she always drank. Deciding to play on the sympathies of the ladies, she feigned dizziness to not answer any more questions. She acted as if she were going to fall off the bench and caught herself. “Oh, I don’t feel too good,” she groaned as she faked queasiness, holding a hand to her stomach and the other across her forehead. She could see out of the corner of her eye that Jonathan was already moving to help her.
The ladies both stood up quickly, and Jonathan put his arm behind her to catch her. With his other arm, he scooped her from the bench. The three were soon making a fuss over her.
“I’ll put her in my room since it’s closest.” Jonathan volunteered as he carried her out of the kitchen with ease. “I can sleep on the loft in the barn tonight. We can fetch Dr. Hawkins in the mornin’.”
Mrs. Dewey followed Jonathan as he laid Lara down on his bed. “I suppose you’re right, Jonathan. We can’t expect her to be able to travel back in her condition.” She turned towards the dresser and pulled out a blanket to cover Lara. She moved out of the way when Mary brought in a lit oil lamp and set it on the nightstand beside the bed.
As Mary removed Lara’s shoes, she looked at them in confusion. “What in heaven’s,” she began to ask but was cut off as Mrs. Dewey moved in to cover Lara.
Mrs. Dewey patted Lara on the head, “Would you like a nightgown? Mary can help you with one.”
“It’s okay.” Lara smiled, showing that she was grateful for the woman’s kindness. Across the room, she saw Jonathan smiling and then sticking out his tongue at Mary as if taunting her. Looking again at Mrs. Dewey she said weakly, “No thank you, ma’am, I will just sleep in this if you don’t mind.” In truth, she wanted everyone to go to sleep so she could figure out how to be alone with Jonathan.
As Lara watched Jonathan leaning against the wall near the doorway, looking at her and smiling, she felt a surge of mixed feelings. Seeing him made her miss Mark even more. She heard Mrs. Dewey and Mary talking some more, but her focus was on Jonathan. Perhaps it was his likeness to Mark or just the lustful looks he was giving her, but Lara felt a warmth building up inside her as she continued to watch him. The way he had picked her up and carried her to his bed had made her pulse race. His touch had excited her. She needed to be with him so she could feel close to Mark.
As she kept her eyes closed, she heard everyone leave. After a few minutes, she opened her eyes to look at the ceiling. There was only a dim light shining in the window, but she could see well enough. She began thinking about what she would do. Hopefully, everyone would sleep soon, and she could sneak out to the barn and talk to Jonathan. She became more aroused as she thought about being with the man who Mark had been named after. It wouldn’t be difficult to seduce Jonathan if the looks he had been giving her meant what she thought. She surely could convince him to assist her. Now all she had to do was wait for silence to fall over the household.
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Lara waited a little while longer after she heard the voices outside the door quiet down. She tiptoed to the door and slowly opened it. Thankfully, the moon must have been full, as there was a dim light entering the house through the windows. She crept across the kitchen and opened the door to the porch, wincing and pausing when the door squeaked slightly. After no one called out or showed up to the kitchen, she proceeded quickly out to the barn.
As Lara approached the barn, she saw a light coming from the loft. She walked inside the barn cautiously and found the ladder leading up to where Jonathan was staying. Grinning to herself, she undid the ties of the pioneer dress and let it fall to the ground. She then removed her sundress and her panties, leaving it all in a pile at her feet. It would be easier to climb up the ladder without all the bulk.
As she stood there at the bottom of the ladder taking a few deep breaths, chills went through her body from excitement. She blushed when her hard nipples brushed up against the rungs of the ladder as she climbed up. Peeking over the top as she reached it, she made sure Jonathan was alone. She quietly climbed and stood over where Jonathan was laying on his side facing away from her on a makeshift mattress. “Hello, Jonathan.”
Jonathan rolled over and jumped up in shock, backing a few steps away from her. He was shirtless and only had on old thin breeches to sleep in. His eyes grew as he took in the sight of the naked girl in front of him. With his mouth agape, he could not speak. His heart began to race uncontrollably.
Lara smiled sweetly. “Would you like me to help you with your problem? Then perhaps we can talk about mine when we’re done?” She walked towards him and knelt in front of him, first glancing at the bulge in his breeches and then up at him. She saw him looking down at her and watching as she untied his breeches and lowered them, exposing his fully hard cock.
As she wrapped her hand softly around his shaft and stroked it, she decided to put her thoughts of leaving out of her mind for now. There was a man here now with a nice cock in front of her and she intended on enjoying it fully. She winked at him, her lips touching the tip of his cock as she asked, “Is it okay if I spend the night with you in the barn?” She opened her mouth and touched him lightly with her tongue as she waited for a response.
Jonathan’s mouth was still agape, but as Lara touched his cockhead with her tongue, his cock twitched. He managed a slight nod and let out a moan as he felt her lips against his flesh as he entered her mouth.
Lara knew it would be a long night, but she had a feeling that Jonathan would be able to stay up as long as she needed him.
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