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The crow flies off and Ms.Cassandra is gone.  You drive on.  The white lines are hypnotizing you as you reach out and turn up the radio thinking about how much hotter this would be if you weren’t alone in the car and wishing you’d invited that woman you’ve been seeing for awhile along on the trip.  Thinking about her and all the things you wish she’d do is getting you excited and you’re relaxing as you drive, letting your mind wander, the car moving through the dark with only your headlights holding the highway down.

Just as you reach your hand into the waistband of your loose pants, your cock aching for a touch, a figure appears on the road in the path of your headlights.  Flowing hair. White dress. You slam on the brakes, yanking your hand out of your pants as the car slides and swerves, kicking up dirt as the tires slip off the asphalt.  You skid to a stop inches from her, jumping out to see if she’s okay.

As you race around the car she turns slowly and you stop short, looking into one of the most beautiful faces you’ve ever seen.  Her long blonde hair blows across her face, she reaches up and brushes it away, smiling at you. “I need a ride” her voice is soft, like a whisper on the wind and your cock is instantly hard.  She looks down, a small smile on her lips.

“I’ll take you”, you hear yourself offering without even knowing where she needs to go. Not caring. Because right now, all you are thinking about is how long her legs are and how you can see the outline of her body and more through the gauzy white dress.  She nods and waits for you to open the car door and invite her inside. You do and then everything is hazy for a moment and suddenly you’re beside her, driving again and she’s reaching her hand out to stroke your leg.

You think that you should try to make small talk or something but she doesn’t seem interested

 Instead, she moves closer to you and puts her hand closer to the crotch of your pants.  “What would your girlfriend think of you picking up strange women?” her voice is like music and it never occurs to you to deny a relationship and you instead try to justify it as she slides her hand into your pants, completely distracting you and the dress shimmers, getting more and more see-thru.

“Have you heard the story of the woman who waits on roads for men to come along and then toys with them before causing them to crash their car?”  she’s asking this as she strokes you faster. A warning bell tries to sound in your mind but your cock tells it to shut up. “She’s always beautiful and always dressed in white.  It’s said she died on the road with her lover and she’s searching for new ones..” Her lips are next to your ear, her breath cold instead of warm as she grips your cock tighter. “She’ll make you cum while she kills you.”  then the laugh and the stroking gets faster. “You ready to die the little death…and the big one.” You nod gasping….

Then she stops stroking. “It’s your lucky night” she whispers.  And the air in the car gets unbearably cold as you round a curve and see an old house.  “We aren’t alone anymore. So, you get denied. And you get to live.”

She’s gone before you can react, a ghost into the fog. The feeling of her fingers still lingering on your cock as you drive toward the lights of the gas station and then to the house beyond and Ms. Hannah

 

 

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