I hate driving too, but not as much as flying. So here I was behind the wheel of my truck, fifty miles south of Knoxville on Interstate 75 and a long,...long way from home. Not that there was anything waiting there that excited me.The last job had been a good one. I'd been sorry to see it end. The problems were real for a change-challenging-something I hadn't experienced in a while. When my software company went belly-up in the dying throes of the dot com era I thought my life was over. Then a. "What the fuck!" I cried, pulling on the handle. Shit. It must have locked when I slammed it shut. I almost laughed at the absurdity of standing naked in my back yard while my husband was across town fucking his whore. "Here I am world," I wanted to shout. "Fuck me over some more".Now what? I knew the rest of the doors were locked. We had talked about a keyless entry for our garage but had never gotten around to it. There was a light on next door but I was naked as a jaybird. Well, almost. I. .it'll only hurt a little while, once I get the head in I let you rest...' Terrance released his grip on his penis and slid his arms under my knees and my shoulders. Holding me firmly in place Terrance pushed strongly into me and his enormously huge head plopped into my anal cavity. I started to cry out, Terrance closed his lips over my lips and sucked my tongue into his mouth as he hunched his mammoth tool into me. I dug my fingers into his back as he hunched and grind his tool deeper and. The fun was about to begin. What are you going to do? No please – dont kill me! You dont remember me, do you? I asked. HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!!! Yell all you want baby, there is no one around. There is no one around to help you. You are mine. My lips curled into a wicked smile as I see her lying on the lumpy mattress, bound and vulnerable. Except for her shoes, which must have fallen somewhere along the way, she is -for the moment – still fully dressed. I sat by her side and caress her.