Chapter 1

Jack and I had been buddies for a number of years and we’d had many good times together. One day I was sitting at home enjoying a quiet day of football when I received a phone call. Normally, no one dared call me during a football game – that was a cardinal sin and all my friends knew it. So to get a phone call during a game it must be very important. I picked up the phone, wanting to know who I was going to have to kill for disturbing me.

“Hello?”

“Hey Robert, it’s Jack. Hey I’m sorry to disturb you, I know you are watching the game, but I got a big problem and really need your help.”

“Sure, what’s up?”

“Well, my sister and her old man are splitting up and she wants to come back here to Little Rock to live with Mom while she figures out what to do next. She called me a couple days ago and told Mom about it. Mom called me right up and asked if I could go to Phoenix to help her move. I was wondering if you’d like to take a run out there with me. Sis is going to rent a U-Haul to bring her things back and she can’t drive such a big truck, plus she is in no shape to be taking on so much alone. So I am going out west to help her and I am going to need someone to bring back my car.”

“I see. How long you figure the trip would be?” I asked.

“Well, if it was just a fun trip with the two of us, we could probably get out to Phoenix in a couple days of hard driving. But I’m figuring three days out and three back should be a pretty good time. We won’t be spending much time there, just packing up the stuff that Sis can’t load herself, which won’t be much. The asshole took her for most of the stuff they owned together.”

“That’s too bad,” I said, sympathetically.

“Yeah, but she got the last laugh ‘cause he is stuck with alimony till she decides to get remarried – which I hope is a long way off!” he chuckled.

“Yeah, and I hear Arizona is not a good place to get stuck with alimony payments!” I said.

“Nope, they definitely side with the women there! So he has some pretty healthy payments to deal with!”

“Good! Sure, I’ll help you move your sister. Sounds like a fun trip. When are you planning to head out?” I asked.

“Well, I was kinda hoping to do it next week. Mom wants to get her back home as soon as possible.”

“That sounds good. I have one appointment I need to reschedule, but it’s not a problem. That’ll work for me – I’ll throw a few things together and we can leave whenever you want.”

“Thanks a lot, Robert. I owe you a big one for this. Mom will be happy to have her back home too. If you can be ready, we can leave Saturday morning.”

“Okay, see you then,” I said, and hung up the phone, returning my attention to the rest of the game.

That Friday during lunch, I made a point to stop by the bank to pick up some traveling money. When I got home I put the cell phone on the charger, packed three changes of clothes and a few other necessities into a duffel bag, and got things ready for the trip. I made sure I had the car charger for the phone (you DON’T want to be stuck in the middle of the desert with a broke down car and a dead cell phone!)

The next morning, Jack knocked on the door bright and early. I had just finished a quick breakfast and put the dishes in the sink to soak in some water.

“Hi Jack, I’m just about ready,” I said, answering the door. I grabbed the last couple things I needed, tossed my duffel in the back seat of his car, and we got ready to leave.

“So have you got the route you want to take in mind?” I asked.

“Yeah, I mapped it out last night. I figured the easiest way would be to take the 630 east to catch the I-30. Then ride it west to just past Ft. Worth, where it merges with the I-20. Ride that till it merges with I-10, then take the 10 the rest of the way to Phoenix,” he said. He showed me on the map the route we would take as he spoke. “I figured we could stop in Abilene (Texas) the first night, then in Deming (New Mexico) the second, and that would get us into Phoenix in the early afternoon the third day. That way we are on the road for around 8-9 hours on the first two days which isn’t too tough on our asses!”

“Yeah, that sounds good,” I said. And so with all the preparations made and the schedule worked out, we loaded up the car and headed out.

I was happy to see that Jack had chose to use the Camaro for this trip. I had always envied him with this car – it was an immaculate 1967 Chevy Camaro SS convertible in fire engine red with a white interior and chrome mag wheels. The car was magnificent and a definite pussy hook! I could hardly wait for the return trip when I could pilot the beast. Jack turned the key and the massive 427 engine roared to life. God, it sounded awesome! That engine, linked to the 4 speed manual transmission made this one of the fastest cars in Little Rock. This was going to be a hell of a trip!

The traffic was pretty light on the first part of our trip. We made the short Hwy 630 to the I-30 leg with very little trouble. We turned south and west on the I-30, and in a few hours were approaching Dallas. We wanted to get through the nest of interstates around Dallas as quick as we could. Dallas, Texas can be hard to maneuver through if you get there at the wrong time of the day!

But being the weekend, it was a bit easier and we managed to circumvent most of the traffic troubles. We continued on to the next major city, Fort Worth, about a half hour away. It was just on the other side of Fort Worth when our trip took an unexpected, and quite entertaining, turn of events.

She was walking down the side of the road and at first, Jack and I thought she had broken down. But as we got closer, we realized she was not stranded, she was working! This fine-looking highway honey was actually a prostitute looking for her next “client” and would stop and talk to anyone who pulled over to see if they could offer her a good time.

She was a drop dead gorgeous sight to behold too, her long tan legs sticking out from under that all to short white skirt and the bikini type top wasn’t exactly modest either! She had platinum-blonde shoulder-length hair that when it caught the sun, shone like a halo around her head. She carried an umbrella to keep the hot Texas sun off her face too much, and keep her from getting too sunburned. She was certainly gaining her fair share of attention walking along the highway!

Jack and I looked at each other and neither of us felt the need to speak. We found the next available turn around, and went back to check this “roadside attraction” out a bit more. As we approached her the second time, she had just waved off a car ahead of us and so we pulled up and stopped about a minute after.

“Hey honey, you looking for a party?” she asked as we rolled up.

“I dunno, are you a party kinda girl?” I said, starting the typical banter.

“Baby, I am THE party girl! What kinda fun are you boys looking for?” she asked. She flashed a bright smile with a playful twinkle in her eyes.

“Well, I don’t know. See, me and my buddy here are on our way to Phoenix.”

“You are headed to Arizona? Oh I am so jealous! I always wanted to see Arizona!” she said.

“Well, we are going out there to help his sister move. Hey, why don’t you come along? Maybe we can party on the way?”

“Really?” she asked excitedly.

“Sure, there’s plenty of room. C’mon in!” I said. I opened the door and folded the front seat forward for her. “My name is Robert, and your driver for today’s trip is Jack,” I said, introducing us.

“Hi Robert, my name is Angel ... cause I’m heavenly!” she said, with a wink. I’m sure I blushed at her remark, because I felt my cheeks suddenly get hot, but if Angel noticed, she didn’t say anything.

She got in happily and took a seat in the back, saying hi to Jack as she did. I got in but then turned to her, “Don’t you have to tell somebody you’re leaving? Your ... um...” I said a bit sheepishly.

“You mean my pimp? Oh honey, you’ve been watching too much television! No, I don’t have a pimp – very few of us girls do anymore. Pimps do nothing but take your money. People think they offer the girls protection, but more often than not they are the ones we need protection from! Pimps used to beat us girls more than our johns did. They would beat us if we didn’t bring in enough money, or if we refused to do as our johns asked – whatever that was. Nowadays we are in charge of our own work. We pick who we want to go with and what we allow them to do,” she explained.

Then she leaned forward and put an arm around each of our shoulders, “And speaking of that, what are you boys going to do with me now that you have me?” she said, chuckling. Well I don’t know about Jack, but up to that minute I hadn’t even thought about that!

“Well I’m ... not sure. Wh ... what do you ... do?” I stammered, being put on the spot. Jack, being the wiser of us two at that particular moment, kept his mouth shut and let me take all the heat here. I guess my blushing must have wrapped all the way around my neck because she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed my flushed cheek.

“Awww ... look at you, getting all flustered and all! You are so sweet!” she said, giggling a bit. “Darlin’ I am up for whatever you want – except for bondage and S&M. I don’t mind a little spanking or something like that, but nothing too extreme. I like to be held down, but not tied down.”

“Oh, okay then,” I said, still red as a beet, I’m sure.

“And since you boys were so sweet to take me along on this little adventure, the fun we have on this trip is on me. After all, I am ‘off the clock’ so to speak!” she said. “So don’t worry about the money thing ... let’s just relax and have a good time, okay boys?”

Jack and I looked at each other and grinned like a couple kids looking through the window of the local porn shop. This was going to be a hell of a trip!

Since Jack was driving at the time, Angel got the party started with me. With her arms still around my shoulders, she started kissing my neck, nibbling on my earlobe, and running her hands over my chest. I was doing fine with it (okay I had a hell of a hard-on, but I was maintaining!), until she started whispering in my ear.

“Baby, I’m gonna take such good care of you. I’m gonna show you such a good time you’ll always remember this trip!” she cooed. Her soft, sultry voice and hot breath sent chills up my spine and made my cock jump.

I felt a low moan in my throat, but I had my mouth shut so I didn’t think she could hear it. But she did hear it because she smiled and kissed my neck again.

That was all I could take. I unbuckled my seat belt and turned around in my seat, climbing over it into the back. As I climbed over the seat, Angel smiled and scooted over, welcoming me into the back with open arms. I sat down in the back seat and she climbed into my lap, straddling me and facing me. I put my arms around the lovely girl’s waist and my hands naturally fell on her lower back, just at the flare of her ass.

Angel leaned forward and we began kissing ... long, deep, and passionate. She began wriggling on my lap and very quickly, my cock responded. She moaned into my mouth and reached behind her back to push my hands down a bit. It was then, as my hands slipped under her very short white skirt, that I realized Angel wasn’t wearing any panties! I felt the heat of her bare skin and my hands began rubbing the soft flesh it found.

Angel moved closer so I could reach around her further, which I did. My hands sought out what they knew they would find there and it didn’t take long before they found their destination.

“Mmmm,” Angel moaned into my mouth as my hands found her pussy. I ran a finger up and down her slit as she wriggled, enjoying what I was doing. Her pussy started getting wet almost instantly as my fingers teased her pussy lips.

“Go inside ... finger my pussy, baby. I love your hands on me,” she whispered lustily into my ear. I reached around her a bit further as she scooted closer and my fingers slipped into her wet hole a bit.

“Oooh, yess ... that’s it ... oh, that feels so good honey,” she groaned. Angel laid her head on my shoulder and let me work her pussy with my fingers. I could feel her soft slippery pussy walls and I heard the squishing of my fingers churning inside her. She began humping back against my fingers, wanting more of them inside her. She was getting quite turned on (or she was a hell of an actress!) and her moans and actions weren’t exactly lost on me either!

Angel let me play with her pussy for a few minutes as she wriggled on my lap. She could feel me getting harder under her, because shortly she got off me and slipped into the seat next to me. I wasn’t sure why until I saw her pull a condom from her black purse.

“Let’s take out your cock stud, and see if I have one of these that will fit that thing,” she said. She reached over and began unbuckling my belt and undoing my jeans. She tugged at them as I raised my hips off the seat, and before long I sat in my boxers with my stiff cock poking out through the pee hole.