At about 12.30, I heard the front door open, then close. I thought Amanda was on her own, but then heard two voices in the hall. Quietly, I crept out ...o the top of the stairs. I could not see anything, but could hear their conversation clearly."Pull your skirt up Mandy you little slut, and spread your legs." Surely you are not going to fuck me in my own home, with my husband upstairs?" If you like, I will just leave and get out of your life again." No, no don't do that. All right, if you think. Traffic hadn’t budged. Sara fingered her hairy blonde bush harder. Faster.Cliff had been on the road for seven hours and would end his highway shift somewhere outside of Philly. He’d picked up his loaded in SC that morning and had to be in Vermont by noon on Saturday. An easy trip. Having worked in an electronics store straight out of high school, he tired of cranky customers after 10 years, and decided to hit the road. He got his CDL and joined a trucking firm out of Georgia. East coast trips. I watch the flames as they lick at the dry wood and consume it with a lustful greed. I must have fallen asleep because when I open my eyes the fire is low and there is someone else here. I feel him before I see him. I look down and there is a man sitting on the fur rug at my feet. His dark eyes and thick hair glow with the light of the fire. There is fire in those eyes too as he stares at me. His long thick hair trails down his broad chest like a mane as he sits there wrapping the tendrils of. I am 6 feet tall, and have a slim athletic body.The story is about my encounter with sexy hot country side girl at my village, that night its hard to forget. The day started with me and my brother traveling to my village, back then I was a pre final year under graduate student. We stared from Bhubaneswar early morning as we did not want to get stuck in the traffic. My brother was half asleep in the front seat, the driver was doing his part and I was on the back seat, excited to feel the chilly.