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Ashley, The Younger Woman

A few months ago, I took a three-week vacation and drove back to Illinois for family visits. Usually, my wife accompanies me on these road trips, but this one she encouraged me to go alone and enjoy myself. As I left and she kissed me, she also winked and told me to have fun. I took that to mean it’s ok if something extra happens and just to enjoy it.

During this trip, I was not looking for or expecting to have sex with anyone. I actually had two unexpected and incredible encounters. This story is a recount of my second encounter as I was driving back to San Diego.

For this trip, I decided to rent a car from the San Diego airport. The nice thing about being a Gold member is it allows you to pick almost any car when you arrive at the airport. As I scoured the rows and rows of cars I kept asking myself what kind of car do I want to live with for the next three weeks. The choices were endless, but then I saw a beautiful black Ford Mustang convertible. Perfect. This choice contributed to my two experiences.

When I drove East, I took the southern route across the country. I thus decided to take the northern route heading West which would take me through Denver and the Rocky Mountains. I’ve never driven this way, so I was excited for the new scenery. Plus, I had family in Denver that I stayed with one night. This worked out well and I had an enjoyable visit.

The next morning I headed out early. I wanted to make it to Nevada by nightfall, so I had lots of miles ahead ...

... of me. I left around 6:30 am. The sunrise with the mountains was beautiful. I had to stop and take pictures of the amazing views.

I was soon on I-70 heading West driving through the mountains. Everything was going smooth until I began to encounter snowflakes. Now, having grown up in the Midwest, I was very familiar with snow and driving in snow. But I left twenty years ago and haven’t driven in snow since. It was just flurries, so I didn’t expect it would be bad. Plus, it was early October. Even for the mountains, I didn’t expect huge snow for that time of year.

As I continued driving, I realized how wrong I was about the snow for that time of year. It kept getting heavier and heavier and roads were getting slicker and slicker. The digital road signs were displaying warnings for heavy snow and ice conditions. I still felt I could handle it with my experience. I just slowed down and kept on going. Eventually, it got a little scary as I going downhill, tapped the brakes, and the car began to slide. Luckily, I kept control. But I realized I needed to reassess how far I would be able to drive that day. I also knew a high-horsepower rear-wheel drive sports car was not the right type of vehicle for these conditions. I decided I’d take the next exit to stop and check the weather on my phone.

The next exit was only a few miles away. I pulled off and realized I was in Vail, Colorado. What a beautiful place to stop. I pulled into town and stopped in a parking lot to check my ...