" I then asked about lube, he said "a little spit is all I need." I did not say anything else knowing well that my silence was permission. He pus...ed my pants to the ground then undid his pants. As I stood, he told me to raise my arms and then he slid my shirt off over my head. I could hardly believe that I was essentially totally naked, from the ankles up, in the middle of a porn theater! The stranger then positioned his semi-soft dick up and down in my crack. He started grind. I turned up a rutted gravel road that crossed the bend in the tracks just south of the old Erie Railroad depot. Milkweed and field grass were thriving knee-high between the rusting rails. The road wound over a hill past the abandoned gravel pit, and ended a quarter mile into the woods where the firs parted around the old sawmill grounds. I wondered whether the ghost of Karen Andersen still strolled through here some September evenings. High mounds of sawdust were piled along the west edge of. . when he’s here. But he’s a construction worker and is gone a lot during the week. Even when the jobs are nearby and he doesn’t have to spend Sunday through Thursday at some cheap motel, he is gone from before sunup to after sundown.I liked it better when he was just a precision welder. But then he got a promotion. Now, in addition to being a precision welder, he is a weld inspector. They offered him a big title if he became just the Weld Quality Control Officer for the company, but he knew. I rolled over on top of her. Taking her hands in mine, I pinned them down to the bed above her head. “Leave them there,” I told her. I kissed her again and then pulled down two pillows and put them behind her head so she could look down at what I was going to do to her.I moved slowly down her body, kissing as I went. Taking her legs up with my arms, I put her ankles on my shoulders and moved back up, bringing her legs with me. Holding myself up with one hand, I took the other and positioned.