In Need of a Tow

by Vivian Vincent

  I felt him pull me in closer and he whispered in my ear. "I want you."

  I finally gave in to him as we pulled away from the open door of my car. He took me by the hand and led me to his truck. We walked around to the passenger side, he opened the door and lifted me up to the seat with my feet hanging over the side facing him.

  "Brian, we can't. Not here,” I said as he began kissing me while he ran his hands under my skirt and found my panties. He pulled them over my feet and dropped them to the floor of the truck.

  "Now, Katherine! I want you now!" He continued caressing my legs and pressing his body closer. I finally gave up the fight, knowing this was exactly what I’d been longing for over the last nine months.

  He pulled open my blouse and pulled my bra down to expose my breasts. He started kissing and sucking on each nipple as I reached down and started undoing his jeans. He let them fall below his hips. His cock was hard and ready.

  I opened my legs and invited him into me for the first time in almost a year. He felt so good inside me. I ran my fingers through his hair and kissed his neck while I took in the scent of him.

  He pumped in and out of me in quick, hard strokes. I felt his body tremble with every thrust. I scooted forward a bit to take him in deeper and I was no longer on the seat. I felt his strong arms wrap around me to hold me up. He thrust deep and hit the spot he knew always brought me to the height of pleasure.

  I wrapped my arms around his neck and held him tight while my wet pussy lubricated his cock. God how I wanted this. I felt his whole body tighten and I knew he was ready to come. He held me tighter against him. We both felt each other’s bodies quake and tremble.

  I felt my own body shudder while he emptied himself inside me, and then I felt our bodies go limp. We held each other as we tried to catch our breath. He pulled back and kissed me then sat me back down on the seat.

  "Thank you.” He sounded breathless. He leaned in and kissed me again. "I've waited nine months for that."

  "I have too, and it was worth the wait." He reached behind the seat for a towel so we could clean up a bit.

  I cleaned myself up with the towel, put my panties back on, pulled my skirt down and fixed the rest of my clothes while he zipped up his jeans and helped me out of the truck. My knees were weak and I had to hold on to him to get my balance. He kissed me softly again and asked where I was staying.

  "At the little motel up the road from here. You've got a job to get back to and I have things to take care of back in Michigan. I'm sorry, Brian. I'm so sorry I forced you out of my life. I realize now it was probably the stupidest thing I've ever done."

  "I should have fought harder. I only wanted to make you happy, and I thought this was what you wanted, that's why I didn't fight.” He pulled me to him again and I could hear his voice breaking. "I was miserable without you. I thought I’d lost you forever and I blamed myself for not fighting harder."

  I pulled away from him again and looked into his deep green eyes, "None of this was your fault. I pushed you away. I forced to you come here so you could be with your son."

  I asked him if he could get away for a while. He called Freeman's and told them he had some errands to run. He followed me back to the motel and parked next to my car right in front of my room.

  When I got out of my car, he’d already gotten out of his truck and was standing there waiting for me. As usual, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. I put the key in the door and we went into the room. We barely got the door closed and we were both well on our way to being completely naked in each other's arms again.

  As he kissed me, we fell back on the bed, my fingers tangled in his hair and his arms around my waist. He was lying back on the bed while I continued to kiss him with his cock growing harder between us.

  I turned myself around so my hips straddled his face and I slowly started licking and teasing the head of his cock. I felt his hands near the lips of my wet pussy as he gently slid two fingers deep inside me. I closed my mouth around his erect shaft and began sucking.

  His hips moved up to push his cock deeper into my mouth and I could already feel drops of his pre-come coat my tongue and glide down my throat. My whole body shook when I felt his tongue probe in and out of my quivering pussy. I got up on my knees and positioned myself over his cock with my back still facing him.

  Slowly he guided himself inside me. I could feel his hands on my hips pulling me down onto him. I felt his lips on my neck as I ground deeper on his cock. He reached around me and caressed my breasts. I gyrated my hips around on his cock, finding the perfect spot, the one which always sent me over the edge.

  As the movements increased, the intensity of our love making did also. I felt my pussy convulse with the beginnings of another powerful orgasm. He pulled my hips down even further, holding on to me while his whole body stiffened and he released his seed deep inside me. I could feel the heat from our bodies as we slowly recovered.

  I rolled off him and onto the bed, my body still quivering. He turned on his side and pulled me to him, still breathless himself. We savored being in each other's arms again, knowing I eventually had to go back to Michigan, even if it was only temporary. He finally caught his breath and spoke.

  "How long will you be gone, Katherine?"

  "Just a few days. I’ll call you when I'm on my way back."

  "I'm gonna call you every half hour until you're back in my arms."

  He rose to his feet then helped me to mine and led me to the bathroom. We showered together, but didn't make love. We enjoyed each other's bodies while the warm water and soap seemed to wash away all the time passed between us. I loved him more now than I ever had before. We talked a bit while we showered, in between kissing and exploring each other.

  Brian had asked if I had a problem with him living with Jennifer's parents while he looked for his own place and I told him it was fine. He could do he needed to do to be with Adam.

  Jennifer's dad had an apartment built over the garage and Brian stayed there so he could be close to Adam. I told him as long as Jennifer kept her hands off him, I didn't have a problem with him living there. He assured me the only hands he wanted on him were mine.

  He dressed then helped me pack my suitcase and loaded it into my car. Before heading back to Freeman's he grabbed me once again for a tender, passionate, lingering kiss, making my knees weak.

  Brian turned and got into his truck, but before he pulled away he waved goodbye while holding a pair of my favorite panties. "These will be under my pillow until you're back in my arms again, sweetheart. I love you!"

  “I love you too.”

  I slid into the driver’s seat and drove to the airport thinking about Brian and how much I loved him and thinking about what I needed to do to tie up loose ends in Michigan to be with the man I loved.

  * * * *

  I returned the car keys to the rental counter then headed over to the ticket counter. Feeling relaxed and happy, I hadn't realized I was just staring blankly at the wall when a voice broke my daydream.

  "Did you enjoy your stay in Texas, ma'am?" a woman asked with a thick southern accent as she took my ticket from me to verify my flight.

  "Yes, and I’ll be back, my heart is here."

  After the clerk took care of my ticket, I found a seat and waited to board the plane. I felt content and happy for the first time in almost nine months.

  I was crazy to think I could live without Brian but I was glad he’d forgiven me and I was ready to spend my life with him. As long as we were together, I didn't care where we lived. I needed my heart and my soul back. He was the only one who could give it to me.

  As the plane took off, I closed my eyes and pictured Brian in the parking lot holding my favorite pair of lace panties and I dozed off.

  * * * *

  Arriving back in Michigan mid-afternoon, I was anxious to get started on getting things squared away so I could return to Brian. I dropped off my suitcase and immediately headed for the office. I heard my cell phone rin
ging in my purse as I opened the door. I looked at the caller ID but didn't recognize the number. The area code told me it was Brian.

  "Hi sweetheart."

  "Hello, beautiful, how was your flight?"

  "It was fine. I got home about an hour ago."

  "I know. I called Bob and he said your car was parked in front of your apartment."

  I walked around my desk and set my purse down on the chair. I went to the back and looked for Bob. No one was here. I came back to my desk, took my purse off the seat and sat down.

  "Why didn't you stay at my house?"

  "I couldn't do it, Brian. Everything there reminded me of you. I’d get up in the morning and smell the faint scent of your cologne. I’d hear sounds at night and think it was you for a brief moment until reality set in again and I realized you weren't coming home. It drove me crazy. I hated myself for making you leave and it hurt too much to stay there."

  "I guess I can understand that. I don't think I'd have been able to stay there either if the situation were reversed."

  "I'd love nothing more than to talk to you for the rest of the day, Brian, but I'm at the office now and no one's here. I gotta figure out what's going on around here. Can I call you later?"

  "Absolutely! The number came up on your caller ID, right?"

  "Yes and as soon as we hang up, I am storing it back at speed dial one where it belongs. Love you."

  "Love you too, Kathy. Talk soon."

  Bob came back into the office carrying a container and a drink from the diner. He smiled when he saw me, walked over to his desk and set the box down then took a drink from his cup and set it down next to the container. He sat down at his desk, put his feet up and his hands behind his head and continued to smile at me.

  "Where'd everybody go?"

  "It was a slow day so I let everyone go home.”

  "But you left and just left the door unlocked, Bob."

  "Yeah, like there's a lot of crime in this town."

  I gave him a small smirk at the note of sarcasm in his voice. I knew he was waiting for me to tell him about my trip to Texas. The phone rang and he started to get it, but I picked up the phone on my desk before he could turn to answer the one on his.

  "Hanson Accounting. Can I help you?"

  "Kathy? You're back?” It was Jim, the owner of the diner.

  "Yeah, Jim, I got back an hour ago or so. What can I do for you?"

  "Well, Bob just left and I was callin' to let him know he left his keys here."

  "Okay, I'll let him know, Jim. Is that all?”

  "Yeah, that's it. Glad you're back. Talk to you later."

  I turned around and saw Bob had put his feet down. He was eating what looked like a chili dog and fries while he watched me out of the corner of his eye. I told him he left his keys at the diner. He muttered something about getting them later. I know it was killing him I wasn't telling him about what happened in Texas, but it looked as though this was one battle he was determined to win. He kept smiling at me.

  "What, Bob? What are you smiling at?"

  "Oh nothing.” He wiped his mouth and hands and took a drink of his soda.

  "You're waiting for me to tell you about Texas, aren't you?"

  "Well, I did talk to Brian but he was pretty vague about things."

  "Honestly, Bob, there isn't much to tell." I paused and felt the blush rise in my cheeks with the recollection of what exactly had happened in Texas. "On second thought, there is. I tracked Brian down and we talked for a bit. I apologized to him for pushing him away and told him I had to come back here to get some things straightened out." Well, okay we did a bit more than talk, but you don’t need to know that!

  "What things?" he asked with a confused look on his face.

  "Well, my business for one, Bob. I said I trusted you and I meant it. I need you to take over my business because I'm moving to Texas to be with Brian. I didn't want to leave you hanging. We’re heading into the busy season again and I figured you could use the help."

  "I'm not worried about it, Kath'. I'll take care of it when the time comes. I already have a couple students from the college coming in a couple days a week to do some light work so they can get experience."

  "You and I think so much alike, Bob. I used to do the same thing before I hired you and Phil—” I stopped and looked around again. "Where is Phil anyway? Did you send him home?"

  "Yeah, I told you it was slow today so I sent everyone home. Phil probably headed straight for the golf course."

  "Okay, I guess I under estimated you, Bob. Would you have any objections to me having paperwork drawn up to transfer ownership of this place to you?"

  "Hell yes!"

  "Why?"

  "Because this is your business, Kathy. I'd be happy to run it for as long as you need me. Hell, even make me your business partner, but don't sign sole ownership over to me. You worked to hard to get this off the ground and I refuse to let you just give it up."

  I briefly thought about what he said and knew he was right. "All right. I like that idea. I think you'd make a great business partner. Do you think Margaret can help me get some co-ownership papers together or whatever it is that we need to get this done?"

  "Let me give her a call."

  "While you're doing that, I have some other things to tend to. I'll try to be back before you go home, but if I’m not, then I’ll see you in the morning."

  CHAPTER NINE

  I stopped by Rose's to talk with her for a few minutes and thanked her for sitting with me that night at the diner. I needed to let it all out and she was so patient with me. I told her what I’d planned to do with my accounting business and she agreed Bob would make a great partner. She told me she was falling for Ron, but it seemed every time she thought she'd gotten through one wall with him, she'd find another. I told her to keep at it, if anyone could get through, she could. We hugged then I headed over to Ron's to tell him about my trip to Texas.

  "Katherine?" I heard a voice say from behind me as I walked into Ron's. I turned around to see who it was. Ron was standing there smiling at me.

  "Hi Ron. Good to see you. How're things?"

  "Brian said you came looking for him.” He headed around the counter.

  "Yeah." My eyes focused on everything but him.

  "C'mere. I wanna talk to you." He turned and walked into his office, motioning me to follow him.

  Ron had a look on his face I’d never seen. It wasn't anger or resentment as I’d seen before. I couldn't place what he was feeling and it made me nervous.

  "Sit down, please.” He pulled his chair up to the desk and motioned for me to sit in the chair opposite him. I was concerned because of the look on his face and immediately bad thoughts flooded my mind.

  "Has something happened to Brian since we last spoke on the phone?"

  "Oh my god, no. Is that what you thought when I called you in here? Relax Katherine, it's nothing like that at all."

  "Oh, thank god!" I said and breathed a huge sigh of relief.

  "I know you've felt I never accepted you as part of Brian's life—”

  "I never thought—” I interrupted him before he could continue. He held his hand up to silence me.

  "Just let me say this, Katherine. I know you've felt I never accepted you as part of Brian's life, but that's not true. I saw how happy you made him and honestly, I was jealous I couldn't find the same kind of happiness again. I will admit, I did have a problem with the age difference at first, but seeing how happy the two of you were, it didn't seem to matter to you so I figured if you were okay with it then so was I."

  I felt tears in my eyes. "I love Brian more than life itself, I just wanted your acceptance—” I trailed off as I heard my voice breaking.

  "I know you love him, Katherine and he loves you. I wanted to clear the air between us, but that's not why I asked you in here," he said. "Brian called me earlier and said you wanted to possibly sell your car.” He had a serious look on his face. I looked at him with a confusion but didn't
say anything. “I know someone who'd like to buy it."

  "Ron, I don't know. I was thinking of driving back to Texas—”

  "Now Katherine, you and I both know even though your car is running better than it ever has, it probably wouldn't make the trip.” He looked over his glasses at me and I was wondering exactly where he was going with this conversation.

  "Um—okay—“ I didn't know quite what to say. "So who wants to buy it?" I asked as I finally collected my thoughts.

  "I do.”

  "You?"

  "Yeah. It's a great car considering, and I need another car if I intend on getting married." The smile on his face warmed my heart.

  "Married?" I tried to hide the surprise in my voice, but failed miserably.

  "Yeah. Rose and I have been dating for awhile now and she's the only woman I've felt truly connected with since my wife died. I don't want to lose her. We only have one car between us right now and I’d like for her to have her own car instead of having someone else to rely on all the time. I mean there's Brian's truck, but we've pretty much turned that into the work truck here, so she needs a car."

  I got up and hugged him. "I'm so happy for you, Ron. Have you asked her yet?" I asked him, not telling him I’d spoken with her earlier.

  "No, I plan to at dinner tonight. Everything's all arranged." He pulled a ring box out of his desk drawer and handed it to me.

  The ring had one small diamond in the center and on either side of the diamond were smaller diamonds in kind of a swirl pattern and of them were on a band that looked more bronze than gold. I looked at the ring closer. The diamonds were formed in such a way that they looked like a rose.

  "She's going to love it.” I smiled and handed the box back to him.

  "Don't tell Brian. I want to tell him myself. Now about your car—”

  "It's yours!"

  "Not so fast, you still need it while you're here, right?"

  "Well yeah, I suppose I do."

  "Before you go back to Texas, have the title ready and sign it over to me. I'll give you ten thousand cash for it."

  "Ten thousand? The car's not worth that, Ron, I can't accept that from you—“