Misty is stranded by the side of the road with just the clothes on her
back. She's miles away from home, completely alone, and abandoned. Then a
van stops to offer her aid. Inside the van she finds four men willing
to give her a ride. They even offer some money, for a price. Is Misty
willing to pay their price? What ensues turns out to be the most erotic
and pleasurable ride of Misty's life.Misty's Hot Ride is a short story of approximately 14,900 words.
--Excerpt--
“What if I said we have a way for you to make some easy money?”
Charles asked.
She looked at him, a flare of hope burned within her. “You
do?” She asked.
His smile grew wide, as did Frankie’s she noticed. “We have
some money.” Charles said.
“If I could borrow some, I promise to wire you back whatever
you loan me and then some as soon as I get back to Petersburg…I promise.” Misty
said, the hope burning brighter. Her luck had changed after all! She thought.
Charles' smile disappeared. “No we don’t loan money. Sorry,
not to people we can’t keep an eye on. People have to earn our money.” He said.
A sudden sense of uneasiness crept through her. She once
again noticed Frankie was staring at her, as if he was trying to see through
her clothing, or see up her skirt. Her luck hadn’t changed she realized. “What
will I need to do to earn some of your money?” She asked fearing the answer.
Charles seemed to study her for a moment and smiled. “All you
have to do is have some fun with us. It is not every day we come across a
beautiful girl like you just out driving down the road. We get to hang out and
have some fun and you get to get some money to get yourself back home.”
“So you will pay me just to hang out with you?” She asked
skeptically, sensing that wasn’t the only thing they wanted to do.
“Hang out and have fun. That’s it baby.” Charles said.
“What kind of fun are we talking about?” She asked nervously
Charles studied her once again giving her a smile that she
was sure was suppose to be reassuring, though it wasn't working too well.
"You're such a beautiful girl, and that body you got is smoking."
"Thanks." Misty said not sure how to respond. She
knew where this was probably headed and thought she should have been disgusted
but was surprised she had to keep herself from blushing. She glanced at Rico
and once again she couldn't tell if he was looking at her or not. She was
finding that having their attention focused on her was unnerving but at the
same time she found it exciting.
"Say that I have fifty dollars....will you let us see
your tits?" Charles asked.
There it was, the real reason they had stopped to pick her
up. They saw an opportunity and took it. She felt herself sink into her seat.
She should have known that she couldn't have been that lucky. She looked out
the side window as if considering the offer, and was surprised that she
actually was considering it. Would it be all that bad to show off a little skin
to get the money she needed to get home? She had done more for less. A memory
of her flashing partiers at a rock concert came to mind, then another memory
where she flashed a crowd during a Mardi Grau parade. The Mardi Grau thing was
just for worthless bead necklaces. This would be for actual money, money that
could get her home. It's not like there was much covering them anyway. It could
be quick all she had to do was pull down the front of her tank or pull the
straps off of her shoulder and down her arms a bit and there they would be out
for them all to see. However, what if they didn't really have the money?
"Do you really have the money?" She asked before
she realized it.
Charles and Frankie smiled. Then Charles turned in his seat
and she watched as he shuffled around as he dug through something in the front.
When he turned back towards her, he held up a fifty dollar bill. "Give
that to her." He said handing the bill to Frankie. Frankie took the money
and handed it out to Misty.
She looked at the money in his hand; she knew if she took it
she was going to have to go through with it. She had nowhere to go, she
couldn't just take the money and run. She looked outside and watched a car as
they passed by it.
"Right here?" She asked.
"Yeah right here." Charles answered. "No one
can see through the windows, no one out there can see us."
Misty looked at the money in Frankie's hand. She didn't have
anything and she had no way to get home. The money would help her get back
home. "If I don't?" She asked suddenly.
"That wouldn't be any fun. We will drop you off. But not
like your fuck head of a boyfriend. We aren't that bad, we'll drop you off at
the first place we come to." Charles answered.
Misty laughed at hearing Roger being called a fuck head.
"But you won't have any money and will still be in need
of finding a way home." Charles said bringing her back to their proposal.
"Okay." She said, then leaned over and grabbed the
fifty dollar bill from Frankie's hand. She took the crisp bill, folded it and
stuffed it into the pocket of her skirt.
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