Dan filled the tank and paid the pump attendant in cash. Until everything with McCall was out of the way they would use cash, he didn’t know if a credit card used out here could be tied to anything that occurred in Santa Fe but he didn’t want to take the chance that something as simple as paying by card for gas could later come back to screw them up.
The diner next to the gas station was clean but old, the decor something out of the nineties and the neon bulb-work above the front doors had long since burned out but the food was good and the coffee strong and they ate in peace, the diner empty except for them.
The truck with the timber on its bed that they had passed several miles back pulled in to the large gravel parking area and stopped with a hiss of breaks and a cloud of dust.
Dan saw the driver jump down from the cab and slap at his thighs and walked towards the diner.
Chloe rubbed her foot against Dan’s shin and said, ‘I need to use the ladies room, back in a mo.’
She slid out of the booth and walked across the diner to the toilets; she shook her ass the whole way. She passed the trucker who tipped his cap at her and turned to watch her ass as she passed by. Dan couldn’t say that he blamed him; she looked amazing in the thigh boots and black woollen dress, what man wouldn’t turn to look.
The trucker saw Dan and tipped his cap again and sat at the long bar, a waitress poured the man coffee and took his order.
The trucker turned to Dan. ‘The lady; she’s with you?’
Dan nodded his head.
‘She’s my wife.’
The trucker sipped his coffee and smiled. ‘Prettiest damn thing I’ve seen in many a long mile, no offense.’
‘None taken, has it been a long haul?’
The trucker nodded and picked up his mug and walked over to Dan. ‘Mind if I sit, I don’t get to chat to that many people, spend most of my time behind that damn old wheel.’
‘No, please sit.’
The trucker slid in to the booth opposite Dan and offered his hand across the table.
‘Name’s Charlie Waite.’
‘Dan, Dan Adams, my wife’s Chloe.’
‘Pleased to meet you, you English?’
Dan laughed, ‘Yeah, that a problem?’ He asked with a smile.
Charlie took his cap off and brushed a hand through his greying hair.
‘I knew an English woman once, real nice, drank tea. That killed it for me, never trust a woman that doesn’t like a mug of the black stuff.’
Dan laughed. ‘Where have you come from?’
‘Northern California; right up on the border, I’m taking that load right through to Tennessee.’
‘Long trip,’ Dan said and sipped his coffee.
‘It is, but I love it, I’ve been doing it now going on thirty years and three marriages and the road is still there waiting for me when things go pear shaped.’
Dan saw Chloe walking back to the table and he stepped out. Charlie stood too and removed his cap.
‘Ma’am,’ Charlie said and Dan gave the older man credit, he managed to keep his eyes mostly on Chloe’s face.
Chloe slipped in to the seat and Dan sat next to her. Charlie sat back down.
‘This is Charlie.’
‘Pleased to meet you Charlie, I’m Chloe.’
Charlie sipped at his coffee and smiled.
‘Goddamn girl, you’re the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.’
Chloe smiled and her face reddened a little.
Her hand was under the table and she stroked Dan’s thigh.
‘Charlie here’s a trucker, that’s his rig out front.’
‘Must get lonely,’ Chloe said.
Charlie shook his head and grinned. ‘Nah, the road’s a good companion, and I’ve got the old CB to keep in touch with folk out there travelling in their own directions.’
The waitress was back behind the bar and put Charlie’s food down on the counter.
‘Charlie, food’s up.’
‘Thanks Darlene,’ Charlie called back and stood up. ‘Well, it was real nice chatting to you folks.’
‘Likewise,’ Dan said.
‘Take care,’ Chloe offered.
Charlie smiled at them both and moved out of the booth and up to the bar.
Chloe leaned in to Dan and whispered, ‘I do believe old Charlie got a good look down my dress just then.’ She was smiling and Dan smiled back at her.
‘It’ll give him something to remember when he’s all alone out there on the road.’
Chloe finished her coffee and said, ‘I’m ready if you are?’
‘Sure.’
They got up; Dan left some bills for the food and a ten for the waitress. Darlene noticed from where she was stood at the bar with Charlie and smiled her thanks.
‘Head on out to the car, I need to go to the toilet.’
‘Okay,’ Chloe said and pushed the glass door open with her hip and headed out to the Volvo. Dan smiled at Charlie as Charlie watched Chloe walk out to the vehicle and climb up in to the passenger seat.
‘Goddamn,’ Charlie said to himself as he caught a glimpse of Chloe’s ass and the tops of her boots. ‘I’ve gotta find me another English woman.’
Dan disappeared in to the gents.
Darlene gathered her tip and the bills for the meal and laughed at Charlie in a friendly way and said, ‘Charlie, the last English woman you had, you married and she took your house off of you.’
Charlie laughed along with Darlene. ‘Ain’t that the truth Darlene, anyways, you know I’ve only got eyes for you.’
Darlene poured him another coffee and said, ‘Charlie, you know you couldn’t leave the road behind, and I’d want a darn sight more than seeing you twice a month.’
‘What can I say Darlene, the road’s always been my mistress.’
Dan had been driving for another hour when Chloe said, ‘I forgot to ask, what did you get in way of guns?’ She almost sounded excited.
‘Take a look, in the bag on the back seat.’
Chloe un-snapped her seat belt and turned in her seat, she got on her knees and leant through the gap between the front seats. She leant over and her dress rode up her thighs showing the bottom of her ass, Dan reached across with his right hand and gripped her buttocks.
Chloe managed to get a grip on the canvas bag and worked it over the seats. Dan helped her to sit back down and her dress was askew and everything was on show as she sat back down.
‘Damn,’ he said and Chloe grinned.
‘Eyes on the road mister.’
Chloe rested the bag on her lap and unzipped it. The bag contained two Glocks, spare clips, a large revolver and the largest handgun she’d ever seen. She lifted it from the bag; it was heavy.
‘It’s a Browning automatic, takes an extendable clip, twenty one rounds.’
‘It’s heavy.’
Dan nodded his head and Chloe put the gun back in the bag. In the bag she saw two large vests.
‘Bullet-proof, Kevlar, we’re taking no chances.’
Chloe nodded at Dan and picked up one of six hand grenades that were also in the bag.
‘Grenades?’ Chloe asked with a lop-sided grin.
Dan laughed. ‘They were available.’
Chloe put the grenade back and also saw a box containing glow sticks. Chloe zipped the bag up and pushed it in to the passenger foot-well. She put her feet back up on the dash but didn’t adjust her dress, leaving her boots, small strips of thighs and her shaven pubic area on show. She parted her legs slightly and Dan laughed.
‘If we get pulled over you’ll be arrested looking like that.’
Chloe smiled, ‘If we get pulled over the way I look is going to be the least of our worries.’
Dan shot a quick glance down at the bag on the floor. ‘That’s true.’
Chloe scratched at her right breast through the dress and adjusted it slightly; a little more cleavage was exposed.
‘Of all the things I’ve seen you wear, and it’s been like a fashion parade, I lik
e that dress the most.’
‘Only because it’s tight, slightly transparent and short.’
‘Yes.’ Dan said and laughed.
‘Then I shall buy a load of them in different colours when this is all over and I shall wear one every day until you get bored of seeing me wearing them.’
‘Never going to happen, I would never get bored of seeing you in that dress, the boots would obviously be optional.’
‘Obviously, what would the neighbours say if I wore these all the time?’ Chloe said giggling.
Dan felt good, it was nice to laugh and joke and it kept his mind off of McCall, there would be plenty of time to think about him later.
*****
PART TWO
Fierce as the Furies, terrible as Hell – Milton, Paradise Lost
New Mexico, USA
It was weird to see but no sooner had they driven across the state line in to New Mexico the weather began to change, it was as if they had stepped from one photograph and in to another. Chloe buzzed her window up and Dan did the same and he adjusted the heating. Dark heavy clouds were lying on the horizon threatening a terrific storm.
Chloe rubbed at her bare arms and said, ‘I can’t believe it, look out the back and you can still see blue skies.’
‘I think we’ll be okay for a while, but it’s going to rain and that’s for sure.’
He glanced at Chloe and her nipples were huge against the cashmere dress. He grinned and Chloe rolled her eyes theatrically.
‘Men, you’re all the same.’
Twenty miles later and the skies opened; thunder crashed and lightning split the sky and Chloe yelped and put her hands to her ears, she’d never heard anything like it. The thunder was so loud that she had to raise her voice a lot to be heard over the rolling claps.
‘Jesus! How can it be so loud?’
‘Are you okay?’ Dan asked, he looked at her and he could see she was visibly shaken by the sudden bad weather. Winds buffeted the car and he had to struggle sometimes to stay straight.
Chloe grabbed Dan’s thigh and giggled nervously, ‘I’m fine, it’s just so awesome, look at that lightning.’
Chloe was grinning; her initial nerves had given way to an excitement. Lightning lit the sky; electric purple forks hitting the ground on the horizon off to their left.
A car passed them, heading in the opposite direction and Chloe laughed. ‘At least they’re heading away from it.’
Dan glanced at her briefly once more and again saw her enlarged nipples and the goose-flesh on her exposed flesh.
‘Are you excited by all this?’ Dan asked with a smirk.
Chloe reddened in the face and parted her thighs slightly and said, ‘I’m wet, I know that much.’
They laughed and they both yelped as a tremendous crash of thunder washed over the Volvo. Dan wavered on the road slightly before straightening out.
‘Jesus!’ Dan said and they laughed harder.
The rain came down in a torrent and battered across the windscreen and Dan switched the wipers on and flicked the headlights on.
‘I’ve never seen such weather, it’s beautiful,’ Chloe said loudly over the noise of the rain against the car.
‘Beautiful?’ Dan said. He had to slow down, visibility had dropped. ‘Are you okay honey?’
Chloe nodded and began to caress her breasts through her dress and Dan had to look away.
‘You’re nuts!’ He said grinning.
‘I can’t help it, I’m so turned on.’
Another rumble of thunder rolled across the landscape. Lightning flashed miles off to their right and Dan figured the storm was moving away from them. The rain began to lessen in strength but was still coming down like a summer rain back in England.
‘Pull over Dan,’ Chloe said.
He looked at her. ‘What’s the matter?’
‘Just pull over, quick.’
Dan indicated (not that he had to worry there wasn’t a vehicle in sight), and pulled over on to a wide flat strip of desert. The rain had turned the ground to a deep copper colour. He looked at Chloe and she smiled as she opened her door and got out.
‘Are you nuts? Where are you going in this rain?’
Chloe closed the door and walked around to the front of the Volvo and Dan watched through the windscreen as she reclined back against the Volvo’s hood and put her arms back over her head, Dan could see down Chloe’s dress as the rain pelted her upturned face.
Dan switched the engine off and got out of the car and moved to Chloe.
‘What the fuck are you up to, it’s pissing down.’
Rain had already plastered her dress to her body like a second skin, rain ran down her face and in to her cleavage. Dan wiped at his face, he was already soaking wet.
Chloe parted her legs, her feet two feet apart, she pulled her dress up, revealing herself to Dan and she said, ‘I want you to fuck me right now baby.’
‘You’re nuts, what if a car comes by, and it’s pissing down encase you hadn’t noticed.’
Chloe pulled at the front of her dress exposing her breasts, rain splashed against her flesh, her nipples were dark and huge.
‘Fuck me, you know you want to.’
Dan looked around at the empty desert highway and turned his face to the heavens. Rain splattered against his face and he walked to Chloe and she didn’t give him pause to consider as her hands quickly went to his belt and she began to tug and pull and Dan got swept away in the moment.
The heater was on maximum and Chloe was using one of Dan’s pullovers as a towel as she dried her neck and face. Dan was driving, the wipers still swishing across the screen and he said, ‘I have to be losing it, I can’t believe we just did that.’
Chloe dried her exposed breasts and then pulled the soaked dress back up over them. The heater was blowing out hot air directly at her legs and chest and she could feel the warmth returning to her. Steam rose from them both as their wet clothes were met with the hot air from the vents.
‘I couldn’t help it baby, I just wanted you so bad all of a sudden, my God, what if lightning had struck us?’ She was giggling like a schoolgirl and was trembling; a mixture of the wet clothes against her skin and the after effects of her orgasm. She could still feel Dan’s semen running out of her.
‘You’re crazy and so am I; we’re going to catch colds unless we find a hotel soon.’ Dan was smiling too, it had been a weird experience but one he knew he’d remember forever.
The rain slackened and the dark clouds above them were moving away from them.
‘I think the worst of its behind us, but I think it’s a warning, letting us know what’s ahead of us.’ Dan looked at Chloe and smiled. ‘Just so you know I’m not going to get out in a snow storm to fuck you.’
Chloe laughed and said, ‘Spoil sport.’
‘We’ll stop at the first motel we find, we’ll tackle McCall tomorrow.’
‘How far from Santa Fe are we?’
‘We passed a sign a while ago that said a hundred and thirty nine kilometres.’ Dan said. ‘We’ll find somewhere near there but not too close to the city.’
‘Okay.’ Chloe used Dan’s shirt to wipe at her thighs and then balled it up and pressed it between her legs and sat on it.
‘I liked that shirt,’ he said with a grin.
‘Hey, it’s your jizz remember.’
‘Ahh man!’ Dan said and shook his head. ‘Too much information.’
They hit snow at the town of Perfection. The welcome sign informed them that they were entering “Perfection, New Mexico: where our way of life is PERFECT. Population: 287”.
‘Wonder how long it took them to come up with that?’ Chloe asked.
‘Not exactly original that’s for sure.’
Dan was driving slowly as they drove along the main street of Perfection. Snow was falling heavy but the Volvo was more than up to the job. Along the sidewalks and parking lots snow was a foot deep and Dan figured it would be a lot deeper come morning.
A
snow plough passed them on the other-side of the road, clearing the snow with its huge front plough. A couple of kids were on the pavement near a convenience store throwing snowballs at each other and laughing.
‘Santa Fe; twenty five kilometres,’ Chloe said pointing at a road sign.
‘We’ll stay here tonight and if the weather isn’t too bad in the morning it won’t be that far to McCall’s place.’
Dan still had the heater blasting and Chloe was thankful for it; her dress was still damp against her skin and she had her arms folded across her breasts.
The main street was short and at the end Dan turned right and they saw a gas station, a diner and on the other side of the street directly opposite the diner was a motel; a bright neon pink sign informed weary travellers that there were vacancies.
‘Thank god for that, as long as it’s got a shower I don’t care about any fancy trimmings.’
Dan agreed and turned the Volvo in to the motel’s small parking lot. He backed the Volvo up three spaces down from the main reception. There were two other vehicles in the car-park and Dan could see lights burning in two units further down the lot.
Dan looked out at the street. ‘We’ll get supper at that diner, it looks open.’
Chloe nodded. ‘Shower first, then food.’
‘I’ll go check us in, you wait here, and I’ll be back for you. You can’t go walking around dressed like that.’
Dan cut the engine and climbed out of the Volvo. He slammed the door and Chloe shivered, cold air had worked its way in and she knew it was freezing out there. She looked down at her chest and her nipples pushing against the cashmere dress.
‘We’ll be in the warmth soon girls.’ Chloe laughed, she didn’t know what she was doing talking to her tits. ‘It’s the cold, its making you go crazy.’
Chloe watched the night outside the windows. The town appeared to be made up of four streets. She could see the diner, a chemist, and a used-book store. Further down the street she could see a hardware store and up the hill to her left she could make out the lights of a small sheriff’s office, a patrol car parked outside, partially hidden by snow. A “Stars and Stripes” flag hung limply on a flagpole. A truck drove by out on the street throwing up sprays of blackened snow as it moved down the street and turned the corner. As the truck’s lights moved across the buildings Chloe saw a few offices.
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