Karen's work kept her busy, leaving little time for a social life. When she did have a break, she was so mentally exhausted she barely wanted to leave her home. Today was no exception. Her day started off pretty rotten when her alarm didn't go off and if it hadn't been for her internal alarm clock she might not have made it to work on time.
After the day she had, she almost wished she didn't show up at all. Seemed like everyone she spoke to had a problem and felt the need to burden her with it. She needed some stress relief and one way achieving that was having sex, but currently, Karen didn't have anyone in her life, so she planned on a little fun on the drive home. She stared at the clock on the wall trying to will it to go faster.
When quitting time finally came, she walked to her car and surveyed the surrounding area. Should she go home the fast way, or take things slow and have some fun. Instead of taking the highway home, she decided to take the slow route through downtown. Lakeshore drive was always busy at rush hour, but that didn't matter to Karen.
She began to get worked up just thinking about her drive home and just what she might do. She climbed in her Chevy Equinox and started home, but not before she removed her bra and panties and tossed them onto the passenger seat.
As expected, the ride was a slow go with cars creeping along a few feet at a time. Karen turned up her radio and turned down her air conditioning. The cool air circulated the vehicle, but Karen was still hot. Maybe it was the guy in the BMW next to her or the couple in the pickup who seemed to be in an amorous mood as the kissed frequently in their truck as the traffic inched along.
The thought of them getting naked made her pause for a moment and wonder if they would notice if she started playing with herself. If anything, it made it more exciting thinking about how they or someone driving next to her might see her or to think that someone else might be doing the same thing.
She sat a little higher in her seat and pulled down her top just to see if anyone would notice. She looked at both vehicles but they were both engrossed in their own worlds. Feeling a little disappointed, she pulled her top back up, then turned her radio up just a little louder and began to sing.
The traffic began to ease as she worked her way north heading towards the Edens expressway. Karen was about to get on the highway when she saw a young man standing next to a stranded vehicle. He looked a little distraught so she pulled over and waited to see if he would come to her car. When he didn't see decided to stick her head out her window and shout to him.
"Everything alright?"
"No. Not really. My car just quit running."
"Did you call someone?"
"Can't. My phone's dead and I don't have a charger."
"Where you heading?"
"Waukegon."
"I can give you a lift if you want."
"That's dope. Thanks"
"Hop in."
Karen knew she was taking a chance but somehow felt it would be okay. She waited for him to enter her car. When he opened the passenger door, he had a large heavy backpack and a video camera. She knew he was young, but not sure how young. His hair was longer and tied back in a ponytail.
His appearance screamed starving college student. T-shirt and shorts, a pair of beat up sandals and signs of a two day old beard. If you could call it that. His eyes were an intense blue. Almost as blue as the ocean. She guessed him to be about six foot, maybe a little taller. Broad shoulders and long arms.
"Got everything you need?"
"Yah. Thanks. I appreciate the lift."
"That's a big backpack. You might wanna throw that in the back seat."
Karen watched him lift the heavy bag and gently place it in the back. His plain T-shirt doing little to hide his strong pecs. The short sleeves ending where his biceps flexed into huge orbs of muscle. Karen took a moment to enjoy the scenery while she waited for him to get settled in.
"All set?"
"Yah. Thanks."
She turned on her blinker and eased into traffic. Karen's mind raced with wild fantasies of sex with this young meaty stranger. She could feel the excitement course through her body as she thought about his hands on her body. She played it cool, waiting to see how far she was willing to take things, and more importantly, how far he was willing to go.
"Sorry about your car."
"Yah. It sucks. I have a gig tomorrow and don't know how I'm going to get there."
"Are you a musician?
"Nah. I'm into video's. I'm the camera man for my friends band."
"Oh. Is that what's in that heavy backpack?"
"Mostly. A change of clothes and things."
"What about that." She pointed to the small video camera he was holding on too.
"This is just a hobby. I like to video stuff. Ya know, people and things."
Karen noticed he seemed a little nervous, so she drove on in silence for the next couple of miles. After a while he said.
"Thanks again for offering a ride. I don't have much money, but I can pay you."
Karen thought about it for a minute before asking.
"You any good with that thing?" She smiled as she pointed in the general direction of the camera, which just happened to be sitting on his lap.
"Um. Yah. I guess."
