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The Hitchhiker

... Beast’. It is like driving my living room around.”

The engine fired up. It sounded like a jet fighter taking off. We rolled down the long driveway onto the street heading north. The silence was deafening. If she wanted to talk, I’m sure she would have. I decided to break up the tranquility.

“So Darlene, what do you do for a living that you travel to Tallahassee?”

She thought for a moment, then answered, “I am an attorney. I work for the State of Florida. How about you, what is your major?”

With the same straightforward tone as her, I answered, “I’m a math major.”

Then we went back to total silence. For three hours, those were the only words spoken. The drive is straight, flat, and boring. Except for a few small towns the road is two lanes in each direction and nothing but pine trees on both sides of the road. I wound up falling asleep until we entered into Tallahassee.

“Sorry, I fell asleep. I even have a tough time staying awake when I’m driving.”

“No worries Stud. I use the quiet time to gather my thoughts before I step into my office. Thank you for not wanting to chat the entire trip.”

I was relieved when she said that. I thought she was upset with me. “I enjoyed the quiet time.”

She turned The Beast onto the campus. When she pulled up to my dorm, she shut the engine off and turned to look at me. She looked like a different woman from the hot blond that picked me up yesterday. She was gorgeous but in a different way.

I spoke first. “Do you ...

... make this drive every day?”

“Don’t be silly. I have a small apartment not far from the capital building. I travel quite a bit for work so I don’t spend much time there either. When I am in town it is very lonely.”

I was surprised at that. “Really? I would have thought that you would have many men wanting to be with you. That is sad that you are lonely.”

“Oh, don’t be sad. It is my choice. After I came out of retirement, I decided that I wouldn’t mix my business life with my personal life. What I do is my business.”

That seemed sensible. I was about to say something else when she continued.

“Paul, I loved our time together. You are so young and strong. I want more of you. If I had the time I would take you to your room and suck your cock, but I don’t. I have to go."

My dick immediately stiffened.

She went on., “When I am in town, I have plenty of free time. I would love to see you again. Not as boyfriend-girlfriend thing. The age difference, you know. I enjoyed the sex with you, we can be friends with benefits. Do you know what I mean?”

I knew exactly what she meant. I smiled and, tongue in cheek, said, “Yes. You want me as your play toy for when you are feeling a little horny.”

She laughed. “That pretty much sums it up. Give me your number. I’ll call you.”

I found a pen and paper in the console between the seats and scribbled my number down. She took it from me, reached over the console, and gave my balls a little squeeze.

“Now get out. I have to ...