I would fantasize about running into some guy, and I would jerk off there in the woods.One day, I finally got the courage to go out near the rest area... I was visible to anyone who parked, but no one did. Soon, though, a car parked across the highway, at the other rest area. I became weirdly brazen, and gave the driver a full view of me stroking my cock. Then, he did the last thing I expected. He walked quickly across the highway, toward my side. Fortunately, there was almost no traffic at the. I had one week on the bed and the nextweek on the sofa, and we'd alternate like that.I got her moved in and we went about our lives. We were both busy withschool and work so we didn't go out much, and we ended up becoming quickbest-friends.Now I'd never lived with a woman before and it had been a while since I'dgotten laid, so I found myself getting distracted by Sheila a lot. I'mnormally not a nosy person but we both did each other's laundry, and oneday I was bringing back a load of laundry. She put her hands on my shoulders and began to move up and down, hereyes widened as she felt my entire length enter her, she kissed me, ourtongues ran the length of each other, her flat chest meant I could hearevery breath, each one seemed deeper than the last."Oh Keith!" she suddenly let slip, she began to pant, moving her tonguewith ever muscle she had left.I responded by gripping hers with mine. A few minutes later and we wereboth on the verge of orgasm, I felt the pressure build up again. It was another cool night. The little camp had a small fire and food had been shared. Some families looked askance at Mark, wondering why he'd stopped here rather than continuing on to the city. The quiet was interrupted some hours after everyone had settled down. A muffled scream had broken the low hum of tired, sleeping travellers. Mark woke, a bit confused, but jumped up when he saw a struggle in the shadows. He moved towards the altercation, feeling for the knife concealed in his clothes..