"Oh shit! Shit!" he kept saying to himself. Dale Foster slid his considerable bulk from the truck. He didn't bother to check his rig. He knew that the little rice burner barely made a scratch on the bumper. He ran his greasy hands through his even greasier hair and jogged as fast as his 350lbs would allow. The car looked like it belonged on the set of an action movie. He saw the woman dive out of the car just before it hit. He was panting as he got to the treeline.
Laying in front of him was a Goddess. Dani's hips swayed in her sleep. Her mouth was open and her tongue slid slowly along her lips. She was wearing a white low cut blouse that clinching to her wet body and a dark skirt with black and green plaid leggings under knee-high boots. Her chest came up and down in slow shallow breathes. She was very, very pale.
Dale recognized shock when he saw it. 3 years as a volunteer firefighter with the Millhaven VPD had tought him that. He could tell that she wasn't injured except a couple small scrapes on her elbow, so he picked her up and started to carry her back to the truck. She smelled amazing as he cradled her against his bulk. His hand accidently, he told himself, slid under her skirt to her bare thigh. He felt himself getting hard with this lovely creature in his arms. She started to shiver.
He set her in the passenger seat. "Miss? Miss?" He said, Dani didn't respond. Touched her arm. It was cold. "Miss, you are in shock, and you need to get warm." He got a wool blanket from behind the seat. With a sigh, he felt his heart race as he pulled her wet blouse over her head. Her perfect breasts sat in a lacy black bra. Dale looked around, and gently ran his hand under the left cup, and pulled her breast free. He repeated it with the right cup. With sweat running down his face, Dale took them in his rough hands and squeezed. His cock throbbed in his jeans, but he sighed and let them go. He wiped her down with a shammy and put the blanket over her.
Dani's eyes parted slightly. "Wha..What happened?" |