My car was the only one on the road for miles. No one was around. Slipping my hand down into my lap, I unzipped my slacks and pulled out my hard cock....With a groan, I started stroking it as I thought about Bev. Of her ruby lips against mine, my hands on the smooth skin of her back as I held her on the dance floor. If only I'd had another hour with her, I’m sure I would have had her panties off. Suddenly, there was a loud bang. I could feel myself losing control of the car and I swerved, trying. It wasn’t as loud as the night before, but I still heard it.I stole her car keys, then went out for breakfast. I made it all the way to the highway diner before the Sheriff’s car pulled me over. The driver of the car got out and I recognized the captain’s bars.“Well Chief Rogers, how you doing this morning?” he asked.“I’m doing just fine. So what can I do for you Captain?” I asked.“You can go home and forget about any giant conspiracy in Henrico County. We are just a fly speck on the map. It did feel good but as I watched, it seemed she was becoming a little more relaxed, even though she kept her eyes closed. Eventually I had her stop saying, “You need to stop,” as I let go of her head and grab her by the shoulders.She did stop, and as my cock dropped out of her mouth, she grabbed at it, holding it as she looked at me. It felt good, and as I quickly sat next to her on the couch and kissing her, I told her it felt really good, as she continued to grope for my cock. We started. George woke me in the gray of morning by shaking my shoulder, nodding toward the loft with his finger to his lips and taking my place beside the warm, sleeping woman with a smile on his face. "Tight piece," he whispered as he slid past me. I climbed the ladder with my prod poking up toward the rafters to find the nubile young woman sitting up in her blankets, sniffing and, I suppose feeling abandoned and sorry for herself. She greeted my naked body with open arms and quickly found my overheated.