Guilty Rescue - Sex Stories

Guilty Rescue

... her face, he could see that she was an older woman, but quite attractive. "I'm just glad I happened to drive by," he added. Turning back, he made a signal to Nigel to turn off the headlights that seemed to be blinding her somewhat. The alley became dark, but at least she didn't need to wince anymore just to see.

"Come, let me give you a ride h-" Jim reached for her hand, feeling something wet drip down to see that her sleeve that was cut open, her forearm had a gash and blood was dripping. Concerned, he gently took her arm. "That doesn't look too good," he mumbled to himself. "Nigel, call Dr. Nielsen, tell him to come to the penthouse," Jim called out for his driver. Coming to the side of the woman, he put an arm around her. "Come on, let's get you out of here."

"Thank you for stopping, you wouldn't believe how many people drove past before you stopped," Rachel says, sniffling before breathing in through her nose. As the alley became dark and her eyes adjusted, she almost audibly gulped at how attractive Jim was. She enjoyed the look of his strong jawline and his chiseled features; his broad chest and shoulders were obvious, but she didn't expect him to be so handsome.

"Oh no, please, no doctors. I'm sure it will be fine with some bandages. I can't afford treatment right now," Rachel admits as she slowly stumbles towards the car, more following the guidance of Jim's strong arms than moving on her own. "You've already done so much, please, just a ride home will be ...

... fine," Rachel says, not wanting to intrude on this young man's night even more. "I'm sure you don't want your girlfriend to see you bringing home an old woman with a cut all down her arm anyway," Rachel says, laughing out loud at the thought of that situation.

The woman was a bit of a mystery to Jim. On the one hand, her words, her mannerisms, they were all measured and with a certain degree of poise that made it clear she had a rather distinct upbringing. However, the clothes she was wearing, the cheap perfume, and even her comment about not being able to afford a doctor clashed somewhat. He led her to the car, his hand pressed to the small of her back as he guided her to the back seat, opening the door and helping her step inside. He laughed at her assumption, shaking his head.

"The only one waiting home for me would be my housemaid... and even she'd be gone by this hour," he confessed, helping her to get inside. "Scoot over a bit," he said, jumping into the car after her.

The driver put the car in gear, and they were on their way. Inside, Jim turned on the car lights, finally getting a good look at her, the state of her clothes, but pausing a bit as her lovely face came into view. She had quite the delectable curves too.

"Let me see that arm," he said, holding out his hand for her to take. That's when he noticed her wedding ring, freezing for a moment. He tried to ignore it as his fingers intertwined with hers, holding her hand as he twisted her forearm gently to ...