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Michelle was cruising down the highway with the top down on her car, singing at the top of her lungs to the feminist tone of the Beyonce hit song, Single Ladies. It was a song that she had recently adopted as her anthem after she left her boyfriend of three years. It was liberating to walk away from someone after years of on and off again chances, ultimately deciding not to waste anymore time on the relationship going nowhere. Since the break up Michelle resolved to take advantage of her single lady status. Her first adventure was a cross country trip from Chicago to Los Angeles. While in LA, Michelle planned on kickstarting her acting career that she had pushed on the back burner while with her ex in Chicago. After driving for over 26 hours, with several overnight rest stops, Michelle welcomed the sight of the mile markers designating that she had a little over 300 miles to go before she arrived in LA. The nearness of her dreams made her more excited, as she drove passed a road sign welcoming her to the small desert town of Indian Springs, Nevada; population 1,378. With the sun high in the sky, the road ahead of her was a long grey stretch with a faded, cracked yellow line down the middle. The noontime heat was rising off the hot dry pavement without mercy. She wore her large black shades with “diva” blinged out on the sides, while her naturally curly tresses flew in the staggering warm breeze. The grey tank top she had changed into earlier in the day before leaving the Budget Inn motel was now drenched down the back where she connected with the back of the leather seat and her thighs sat in a wet sticky mess in the seat. She knew that she would be driving through the desert but she had no idea it would be like this. The thermometer in her car read a sweltering 101 degrees. She reached for the water bottle she kept in the cup holder only to realize it was empty. She had already drank the extra water she had packed in the mini cooler in her back seat. So, n ot only was she sweaty and thirsty, she needed to relieve her bladder. Michelle pulled over to the isolated gas station and convenience store. Pulling herself out from the sticky leather of her car, she headed to the store. As she pulled open the dusty glass paned door, a small gaziantep escort bell chimed announcing her presence. The air in the convenience store was slightly cooler and a welcomed reprieve from the desert heat outside. Michelle pushed her shades to sit on top of her disheveled curls and smiled at the attendant behind the counter. “Hi, which way to the ladies’ room?” she inquired. The young man smiled back, “Down the auto repair aisle, after the motor oil display.” “Thank you,” she said as she followed his directions.Nathan sat up straighter in his chair, leaning over the counter to watch as the girl walked down the aisle. He whistled to himself, admiring the view. When she disappeared behind the motor oil display, Nathan looked out the window. a white Chevrolet Corvette sat parked outside with the top down. Hot girl, fast car, my dream come true, Nathan smiled to himself. His attention returned to the back of the store when she emerged from the restroom. While Michelle gathered her purchases, Nathan continues his study of her form from the surveillance mirror overhead. He drank in the sight of her like a thirsty man, staring at the long cocoa smooth legs, that grew up into her curvy hips. She wore very short tan shorts that hugged her booty in the most flattering way, The grey tank she wore was dotted with sweat just underneath her breasts and completely down the back. Nathan smiled admiring it all. As a native resident of the small town, he rarely had chances of meeting beautiful women like this. He watched as she made her way to the refrigerated section. She picked up half a dozen bottles of icy cold water, placed one against her forehead and moaned. The soft moan she released was enough to cause a stir in his pants. This long day, cooped up in this not so busy convenience store, was seriously getting to him. Tucking the cold bottles under her arm, Michelle started back towards the front counter. She passed the frozen treat section and paused, it was too tempting to pass up, she thought, as she slid open the door and retrieved a Good Humor chocolate covered King Cone. Michelle usually kept to really healthy eating, but she could make an exception. Besides, she’d sweat off the calories in this heat in no time. Smiling, she peeled the wrapped from the frozen treat and bit into the sweet coolness as she continued to the checkout counter with her purchases. From the moment the bell at the door chimed, Nathan was fascinated by the beautiful girl that walked into his store. By the time she approached the counter, Nathan started to think he was daydreaming it all. There was no way this beautiful creature walked up to him licking that ice cream cone like that without knowing how she effected him. Michelle sat the bottles on the counter, “How much do I owe?” she asked after a long satisfying lick of ice cream. Nathan awkwardly cleared his throat, noticing how damn envious he was of that ice cream cone. He counted up the six bottles of water and rang up the price. “Seven fifty,” he replied. “Really? I don’t think you included this,” Michelle said pointing to the half eaten ice cream. Nathan smiled, “That’ll be on the house.” Michelle smiled back, “Oh, that so nice, but I can pay.” Nathan insisted with a grinned, “No ma’am, I think I’m enjoying it more than you are, so to be fair, it’s on me.” Michelle smiled again, this guy was flirting with her. It wasn’t the first time someone offered her free items just for being attractive, but it was always flattering. She took a good look at him for the first time. He was mid 20s, maybe a year or two younger than herself with blue eyes as faded as the worn navy work shirt he had on and his sun-kissed blond hair could have used a trim, a month ago. Nevertheless, Michelle found him surprisingly handsome, in a rugged small town kind of way. “Well, in that case, thank you, um, Steve,” she said reading the name embroidered on his work shirt. She laid out cash on the counter as he bagged her purchase. Nathan couldn’t help watching as she walked back out to her car. He was pretty sure he was going to jerk off later thinking about this encounter. “Yep, that’s pretty much a given,” he said to himself alone in the store. Back in her car, Michelle placed the cold bottles of water in her mini cooler. As she turned her key, the engine made a puttering cough sound. “Oh no, Betty. Betty, come on,” she coaxed her car to turn over, yet it fail to come to life. “Oh Betty, I really thought you would make it. We’ve come so far. That’s okay, old girl, I’ll take a look at you,” Michelle said as she popped the hood of the car. Nathan watched the whole thing from the front door of the convenience store as she tried to get her engine to turn over to no avail. When the hood went up and she stepped out again, he made his way towards her. “Is everything okay?” Nathan asked as he approached. “Oh, it’s just Betty, I think she’s overheated.” “Betty?” Nathan asked with a teasing smile. “Yeah, so I named my car Betty. After one of my favorite actresses, Betty White.” “That’s cute, that’s real cute. So, let me take a look,” Nathan said pulling off his work shirt, revealing the white a-tank he wore beneath. Michelle couldn’t help but notice that Nathan had impressive toned arms and broad shoulders, For a second, she curiously wondered what the rest of him looked like. The white tank clung to his sun-tanned skin outlining his trim torso. As he leant over the fender of her car, Michelle unabashedly gave him the once over, smiling at what she saw. His faded denim jeans were fitted enough to show his lean muscular legs and tight ass. Michelle cleared her throat and straying thoughts, trying to stay focus on her situation, “So, what do you think? Something that can be fixed?” “Sure,” Nathan stood straight, wiping his oil covered hands on his shirt. “Like you said, it just overheated. I’ll replace your coolant fluid. I suggest you wait awhile, let it cool off a bit, and try again. Temperature will probably drop in the evening, after the sunset.” Michelle sighed, “Well, that’s great,” she said sarcastically. “What do I do in the meanwhile?” Nathan grinned, “Well, I have some ideas, but we just met, so…” Michelle couldn’t help but smile at his obvious flirt, “How can you think about that when it’s so hot out here.” “There’s ways we can stay cool.” Nathan stepped toward her, placing his hands around her waist. Michelle thought he was really forward but didn’t back way. “You don’t even know my name,” Michelle said as his hands blazed a heated trail down her butt and over her hips, pulling her closer. “So, tell me. What is your name?” he smiled, rubbing his lips against hers. “Michelle,” she said before he captured her plump lips with his. In a move uncharacteristic of her, Michelle fell into his kisses, kissing him back as his tongue slid inside her mouth.

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