Encounter at a truck stop
It's late at night and I'm getting low on gasoline. Ahead on the interstate glittering in the darkness is a truck stop so I pull in. As I'm filling my car, you emerge from the ladies room tugging on your short skirt. You walk up to the car next to mine and our eyes meet. I smile at you, and you smile back. My eyes drop to take in your unharnessed breasts in a snug halter top, down your soft curving belly to your rounded hips, your ass flaring your short skirt. My groin feels a tingle as blood...