Road Trip
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Road Trip Ch. 01 free porn video
Eve cringed at the alarming screeching sound and cursed as she parked her car. Glancing to the right, she cursed again. She had just scratched a truck – a gigantic, very new, very shiny truck. You just know the owner of that considers it his baby, she thought grimly. She walked around her car, inspecting the long scratch on the otherwise pristine body of the silver truck, her shoulders slumping. Without bothering to look at her own car’s damage, she leaned into the passenger seat to grab a piece of paper and a pen. She had just finished the note when she heard a string of expletives.
Turning, she saw what had to be the truck’s owner throwing his keys to the ground in disgust. Her movement caught his eye and he stormed over to her.
‘Did you do this?’ he seethed.
He was at least a foot taller than her, built like a linebacker, and was towering over her with his fists clenched. He appeared to be in his fifties but still looked like he could easily do some damage to another person if he wanted to. Eve nodded quickly.
‘I did, sir. I’m very sorry -‘ she began, holding out the note.
‘What the fuck kind of idiot – where did you learn to drive? Christ!’ He turned to look at his truck again before spinning around to glare at her.
‘I’m really sorry,’ she said plaintively.
He continued to rant, pacing for a minute before stopping to loom over her again. Eve remained still, meeting his eyes and hoping she looked remorseful enough to appease him. Before long the sound of whining filtered through his shouts and she broke in the first chance she could.
‘Sir? I really am sorry about this, but you’re scaring my dog,’ she said quietly, gesturing to her back seat.
The man stopped mid-shout, staring at her in confusion before her words registered. He looked at the dog cowering in her car and seemed to soften. He shot Eve a dark look before walking over to the open back window, holding his hand palm up.
‘Sorry, girl,’ he mumbled. ‘It’s okay now.’
Maggie watched him cautiously before crawling to the window and sniffing his palm. She immediately jumped to her feet and began licking his hand, her tail thumping against the back seat.
‘I was just about to leave you this,’ Eve said, holding out the note again. ‘I’m not local and I don’t have a permanent address right now, but it has my cell as well as my mom’s number, and all my insurance information.’
He straightened and took the note, staring down at it.
‘I really am sorry,’ Eve said once more. ‘I don’t have any excuse, I just wasn’t paying attention. I hope it won’t be too much of a hassle to get it fixed.’
He looked at her coolly before letting out a large sigh.
‘Thanks for the note. I guess it’s not the worst thing in the world,’ he said gruffly.
‘Well, I know it can be a pain to deal with not having your car while it’s getting fixed,’ Eve said. ‘Listen, I’m going to be here for a little while – I just need to run into the store for the bathroom and to get some food before I get back on the road. So if you think of anything else I can do, I’ll be back in a few minutes.’
‘Nah, we’ll let the insurance people deal with it going forward,’ he said, shaking his head. ‘That’s what we pay ’em for.’
‘Thanks,’ Eve said with a small smile.
‘Just be careful out there, girl,’ he said sternly. ‘Drive safe.’
‘I will,’ she promised, rolling up her car windows, leaving a small crack for Maggie, and locking the doors.
She hurried inside, her bladder feeling like it was about to explode. After buying some snacks and a few bottles of water, she returned to the car and made a kissing sound at Maggie, who had curled up in the passenger seat while she waited.
‘Sweet girl,’ Eve murmured, scratching Maggie’s ears and letting her out to pee.
They were standing in a small patch of grass near the front of her car when Eve noticed her headlights were still on. She cursed again. Maggie looked up at her in disdain for interrupting her eighteenth circle in an attempt to find the perfect spot to do her business. Somewhere in Ohio her car had stopped giving her the beeping reminder to turn off the lights when she removed the keys. This was the second time she’d left her lights on since then and if the first time was any indication, her battery would be dead.
‘Great,’ she muttered.
Now she’d have to find someone to give her a jump or wait who knows how long for AAA. Maggie finally finished and began darting around, running to the end of her leash and then back to Eve, who remained staring at her car.
‘Need some help?’
The deep voice barely registered at first and she spoke without moving.
‘Pretty sure my car is dead,’ she said in frustration, gesturing to the headlights. She turned toward the voice and gasped. ‘Dr. Hammond!’
He was looking at her somewhat blankly, a small smile on his lips.
‘Uh, it’s Eve – Evelyn Cortes,’ she said awkwardly. ‘You were my advisor -‘
He interrupted her with a hearty chuckle, his silvery-blue eyes crinkling as he laughed.
‘Evelyn, it hasn’t been that long, and I’m not that old. Of course I remember you.’
She grinned.
‘So – small world, I guess,’ she remarked.
‘It appears so,’ he agreed. ‘Let’s get your car taken care of.’
‘Thanks,’ she said gratefully.
Still a little stunned at running into him, she didn’t think to follow him with her eyes. She’d been expecting him to park his car next to hers and was surprised when he returned with what she guessed to be some kind of portable battery attached to jumper cables. He popped her hood and connected everything efficiently before asking her to start the car.
‘You’re really prepared,’ she commented once her car was running and he unhooked everything.
‘Well, I try,’ he said, grinning.
He closed the hood and wiped his hands on a rag before stuffing it into the back pocket of his jeans. Eve trembled slightly at the sight. Who knew her former English professor was so good with cars? If possible, he was even sexier than she remembered.
‘So -‘ she began. ‘How’ve you been?’
‘Good, you?’ he asked politely.
‘Good,’ she replied, cringing internally at how awkward she felt. ‘Um, can I buy you a coffee or something? I really appreciate you helping me out.’
He hesitated, glancing at her car.
‘You should probably leave this running for a bit, do you have enough gas?’
‘Yeah,’ she said, nodding.
‘Tell you what, why don’t we have lunch in my place while your car runs?’ he said suddenly.
‘Your place?’ Eve repeated, confused.
They were several hundred miles from where she’d gone to college, and last she heard he still taught there. He turned, extending his arm, and Eve followed his hand with her eyes to see a large RV parked nearby.
‘That’s yours?’ she asked in astonishment.
‘Yeah. Well, it’s a rental, but it’s mine for now,’ he said. ‘What do you say?’
She was still recovering from the shock of her brainy professor driving an RV. Maggie took that moment to jump up and place her front paws on Eve’s arms.
‘Uh, that would be great, if you don’t mind an additional guest,’ she joked, turning to the dog. ‘Sit,’ she commanded.
Maggie planted her butt on the ground and stared happily at Eve, her tail whipping from side to side. Dr. Hammond chuckled.
‘I’d love it,’ he told her.
‘This is Maggie,’ she said, smiling as he petted the dog.
She followed him to the RV, admiring the way his ass moved in his tight jeans. They fit him perfectly, showing off the surprisingly firm roundness of his behind. He turned to her when he opened the door and she darted her eyes up quickly, hoping it wasn’t obvious that she’d been checking him out. Giving him a small smile and herself a mental shake, she led Maggie into the motor home.
It was more spacious than she ex
pected, with a small kitchen and eating area. There were a few closed doors, which she guessed were a bedroom and bathroom. He waved a hand to the table and she slid into the large U-shaped booth, tugging Maggie gently to lie at her feet.
‘This is really nice,’ she commented nervously.
‘Thanks.’
He was leaning against the kitchen counter with a smile, his finger hooked in his belt loop. Her stomach fluttered, wondering how he could make just standing look so hot.
‘I don’t have much – is a turkey sandwich okay?’ he asked.
‘Great,’ she said faintly. ‘Can I help?’
‘You may not,’ he teased. ‘You’re my guest.’
He began pulling food from the small refrigerator and the cupboard, working efficiently to prepare two sandwiches.
‘So, tell me what the past six years have been like for you,’ he said over his shoulder.
Eve’s breath caught. He remembered exactly how long it had been since she’d graduated. A pleasurable warmth spread over her.
‘Well, I moved to Chicago after graduation,’ she began. ‘Then after a couple of years I moved to Philly. And now I’m taking an extended road trip of sorts, I guess,’ she went on.
He nodded, focusing on the food. Eve was silent as she watched his hands.
‘I’ve mostly been doing administrative – clerical – jobs,’ she continued when he didn’t speak. She sighed softly. ‘I still don’t really know what the hell I’m doing with my life,’ she added.
He set two plates, each with a large sandwich, on the table along with a bowl of carrots, celery, and broccoli. He went back to the fridge for two bottles of water.
‘Well, you’re still young,’ he said, sitting across from her. ‘Dig in.’
‘Thanks, Dr. Hammond – this looks great,’ she said.
He cleared his throat and swallowed his bite of his sandwich before speaking.
‘I think you can call me Will,’ he said with a grin.
‘Oh – okay,’ she said hesitantly. ‘Will,’ she tested the name and shot him a wry glance. ‘I don’t know, Doc, it feels strange.’
He laughed. ‘I insist. It’s better than ‘Doc,’ for God’s sake.’
She giggled and picked up her sandwich. She covered her mouth after her first bite and made an appreciative sound.
‘God, this is delicious,’ she muttered, looking at him in surprise.
‘Thanks,’ he said a little shyly. ‘I use hummus instead of mayo and mustard.’
‘Oh, my God,’ she said in a quiet moan as she continued to eat. ‘It’s amazing. You’re a genius.’
He let out a startled laugh, looking embarrassed.
‘So, why the road trip?’ he asked.
Eve chewed slowly as she chose her words.
‘I had to – it was time to leave Philly…I’ve been accepted to grad school in Boston, but – well, I guess I had second thoughts about starting. I’ve been considering deferring for a year, I’m not sure,’ she said. She sighed in exasperation. ‘My father died last year,’ she explained.
His head shot up and his brow wrinkled.
‘I’m so sorry, Eve,’ he murmured.
She nodded her thanks, blinking rapidly. ‘I guess I wanted to have some kind of monumental trip of self-discovery, but maybe I’m just trying to escape.’ Straightening her shoulders, she continued. ‘Anyway. I figured I would use a part of the inheritance to fund the trip and just see how I felt at the end of the summer.’
‘How long have you been at it?’
‘Almost three weeks – I started in New England and that took up a lot of time, mostly because I kept finding new things I wanted to see.’
He nodded. He began asking her about where she had been, listening carefully and adding follow-up questions that required in-depth explanations. Eve found herself leaning toward him eagerly, instantly reminded of their meetings when she was a student and he would draw her out, forcing her to delve deeper, to get more out of the assigned reading and therefore improve her writing.
He’s just the same, she thought admiringly. Her eyes wandered over his face as they spoke, then traveled down to his casual button-down shirt, its sleeves rolled up his arms. Not just the same, she realized, blushing slightly.
It seemed the professor with his baggy cords and worn sweaters who always looked a little disheveled was gone. Now he wore form-fitting clothes that showed off a well-developed physique of muscular legs and arms, a broad chest and shoulders. She wondered if he’d always been in shape and just wore the costume of the absent-minded professor for his classes, or if he’d only recently toned up. Glancing up briefly, she decided it must be a new development. His hair, once shaggy as if he always forgot to get regular haircuts, was now styled neatly, the dark waves interspersed with grey framing his face handsomely. He still had a beard, trimmed close to his square jaw. The facial hair made him appear younger, but as she inspected him discreetly she saw his face was hardly lined, despite knowing he had children close to her age.
She had always found him dreamy, for lack of a better word. He’d sit at the front of the class, one foot resting on top of the other in his drab loafers, lecturing romantically about Shakespeare or Chaucer, and she would be lost. He was still dreamy, she decided, but now so much more.
‘And what have you learned from your travels so far?’ he asked quietly.
Eve dropped her eyes to the table. She opened her mouth to speak but was at a loss.
‘You don’t have to answer,’ he said kindly. ‘Just something to think about.’
She gave him a small smile and distracted herself with feeding Maggie a carrot.
‘So – what about you?’ she asked. ‘How’s the school – and your family? And what brings you out in an RV?’
He wiped his mouth carefully with a napkin before dropping it on his empty plate, leaning back.
‘School’s good – the same,’ he said carefully. ‘I’m on sabbatical, actually, and decided to take a road trip myself. I went the opposite as far as mid-life crises go and got an RV instead of a sports car.’
She laughed. ‘And how’s Barb? What’s she up to while you’re on the road?’ she inquired. His wife also had a job on campus but she couldn’t remember which office she worked in.
His gaze faltered for a moment, pausing briefly before replying.
‘Do you remember Dr. Laughlin?’ he said flatly.
‘God, yes,’ Eve said with a grin.
Dr. Laughlin had been her first advisor. A small man with an extremely outdated, tiny moustache, he had a penchant for finding – sometimes inventing, in her opinion – an allusion of sex in everything ever written. Once she had taken her first class with Dr. Hammond her sophomore year, she had requested him as her advisor.
‘Well, Barb’s up to doing him, apparently,’ Dr. Hammond said bitterly.
Eve gasped and knocked the bowl of vegetables over.
‘What?’ she exclaimed, scrambling to pick up the spilled food, letting Maggie eat the ones that fell on the floor. ‘But -‘ she stopped and shuddered. ‘Why?’
He snorted derisively, shrugging.
‘Sorry,’ she said quickly. ‘I’m really sorry, Dr. Hammond. God, that’s awful.’
He met her eyes and stared at her steadily, his expression unreadable.
‘Remember, it’s Will,’ he said softly.
‘Right,’ she said weakly.
‘I apologize, Eve – for unloading like that…’ He trailed off and looked helplessly at the table.
‘It’s okay,’ she assured him.
There was a long silence, only the sound of Maggie crunching on her unexpected snack filling the RV. The motor home seemed to contract, the space suddenly too small. Eve was considering making an excuse and trying to leave gracefully when Dr. Hammond – Will – spoke.
‘We’d been growing apart for a while, that wasn’t surprising,’ he said morosely, fiddling with his napkin. ‘I tried…tried to make some changes. But it was too late, I guess. So I got a leave of absence…I just had to leave town for a while.’
‘It makes sense,’ Eve replied awkwardl
y. ‘So, where are you headed?’ she asked, trying to sound chipper.
‘Sturgis,’ he said absently, still staring at his napkin.
Eve burst out laughing. He looked up at her blankly. Her face fell.
‘Oh, God, I thought you were joking,’ she mumbled. ‘Sorry.’
He shrugged again with an amused smile.
‘But really – Sturgis? Really?’ she couldn’t help adding. ‘You don’t seem the type.’
‘Barb asked me to get rid of my bike when we had the kids,’ he said, grinning now at her shock. ‘I was talking to an old friend after – well, after I found out about everything, and he suggested I meet him out there. Relive the old days, I guess.’
‘Good,’ she said firmly. ‘I bet it’ll be great for you. How are your kids?’
‘They’re great,’ he said, brightening. ‘Leah is going to start her last year of undergrad, and Andrew finished grad school last year – in Boston, actually. I should give you his number for when you get there.’
She nodded politely. She had met his son once, when he came into the college bookstore where she worked and asked for help finding something. He had been only nineteen at the time and was, in a word, hunky: tall with a mass of dark hair tumbling over his forehead and a worldliness that made him seem much older. She looked down, smirking as she remembered her reaction to her first sight of him. At the time, it was as if a heavenly light surrounded him and angels sang – he was that good-looking. She knew without a doubt that Will had looked the same as a young man.
‘I think your car’s been running long enough,’ Will said, interrupting her thoughts.
‘Oh!’ Eve said, jumping up. ‘Thanks so much for all your help. And for lunch,’ she added.
She put Maggie’s leash on and hesitated, not wanting to leave. Will stood up, gathering the dishes.
‘Where are you off to next?’ he asked.
‘I’m heading to Chicago to see some friends,’ Eve said. ‘Then I was going to backtrack to the Carolinas and Georgia.’
He nodded thoughtfully. ‘So, you’re getting right back out on the road, then?’
‘Yeah,’ she replied, confused.
‘I’m going to South Bend,’ he said suddenly. ‘To see Notre Dame’s campus.’
She nodded. He continued before she could speak.
‘Would you like to join me?’
‘Join you?’ Eve repeated lamely. ‘I mean -‘
‘It’ll be nice to have the company – we’ve barely had the chance to catch up,’ he said, moving to the sink to wash the dishes and not meeting her eye. ‘And it’s on the way to Chicago.’
She murmured in agreement, her mind racing. Join him? What the hell? Her stomach immediately tilted in excitement and she struggled to keep her expression neutral.
‘Why don’t you turn off your car and think about it?’ he suggested, still concentrating on the sink.
‘O – okay,’ she stammered, dashing out to her car.
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Will took his time washing the dishes, wondering what had possessed him to invite her to South Bend. It had been pure impulse, as soon as he’d heard the click of the dog’s leash, he was desperate to keep her there, enchanted by her since seeing her in the parking lot, captivated by their conversation over lunch, the first time in three months that his thoughts hadn’t been consumed with his wife’s affair.
He’d been getting ready to pull out of the parking lot when the sound of her scraping into the truck made him look up. It was curiosity that made him pause, wondering if the driver was going to do the right thing and leave a note. However, when she leaned over to write said note and he was presented with the delectable sight of her jeans-covered behind, curiosity quickly turned into something else and he’d had to adjust himself in his seat.
When the truck’s driver had appeared, Will had gotten out of his RV to help, worried by such a large man shouting at the tiny woman. She seemed to diffuse the situation quickly and, at a loss, he’d returned to his own vehicle. He was still seated behind the wheel, trying to calm his breathing, when he noticed her staring despondently at her car. He found himself walking over to help before he even realized what he was doing.
It wasn’t until he was next to her that he recognized her. He taught at a small private college and didn’t have so many advisees that he wouldn’t remember most of them, but Eve would have stood out regardless. Incredibly bright and insightful, she had always been quiet, especially in class, not coming out of her shell until their one-on-one meetings. They’d had numerous lengthy conversations, never straying into anything personal, but often veering from literature into discussions of world history, films, book recommendations.
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