Chapter 2

Claire and her son Brad were travelling across the country to stay with Aunt Sarahs in Oregon. Overnight they planned to stay in motels along the way.

Young Brad had not passed his driving test, so Claire was having to drive the whole 1000 miles. She was not very confident driving so their progress was steady and keeping to the speed limit of 55. Claire was a widow of six months. Her husband would have done most of the driving, but now forced to make this long journey Claire was having to cope with the nervous stress of driving all the way to Oregon.

The truck stop was in the middle of nowhere. That is it was built at the half way point between to major towns. A convenient spot to take a break from driving across the country. Being mid-morning the truck stop cafe had only a few customers. Claire got coffee and slices of cake for them both.

Brad was making calculations on how long it would take them to get to Aunt Sarah’s. He had estimated it would take maybe three or four day in total if they made good time on the main highway.

“Maybe another 2 days if we make good time on the flat sections of the highway,” Brad said to her.

“I am not speeding along just because you want to Brad,” She told him straight.

Brad fell silent and knew he was on the losing end of the conversation. He instead drank his coffee and devoured his slice of cake.

“Slow down you’ll give yourself indigestion,” Claire warned him.

Somewhere behind them the TV news was on. It was showing some break-in news about freak weather across the Rocky Mountains. Late spring snowfall had surprised everyone including the drivers on the high pass through the mountains. Some roads were blocked and were shown sliding and skidding on the snow covered roads.

Claire finished her coffee and Brad picked at the crumbs on both their plates.

“Come on ‘partner’. Let’s get a move on,”She said.

About an hour later they were on an empty highway. They seemed oblivious to the darkening sky over the mountains far ahead.

Coming around a long slow bend in the road was red and blue flashing lights.

Claire backed off the gas and slowed the car back from driving at 60 miles an hour.

“Is it an accident?” Brad asked.

They slowed right down as they approached several police cars stopped on the road blocking all the lanes of the highway. A uniformed State Trooper came over to talk to Claire.

“Morning ma’am, how are you today?” He asked politely.

“Fine officer, what’s going on?” She asked.

“Where you heading ma’am?” The trooper asked back.

“Oregon!” Brad shouted out from the passenger seat.

“Oregon officer, to my sister’s we are going to stay with her for a while,” Claire explained to the State Trooper.

“Ah, not today ma’am,” The officer said.

He then explained about the real snowstorm that had cover the mountains and blocked the road they were intending to travel on. He also told them it would be at least two day, perhaps even a week, before they road could be made safe for their car to travel on.

“Fuck!” Claire blurted out when she heard the news.

“I’ll pretend I did not hear that ma’am, but you have to turn around and go back,” The trooper told her.

“Go back where?” Claire asked him.

“California ma’am, head south for a couple of hundred miles and then turn right, get to the Pacific Ocean, turn right again and go north on the Pacific Highway all the way to Oregon,” The trooper described her only route she could take to get to Aunt Sarah’s in Oregon.

Clair sat in the car and just looked at the trooper with a blank look on her face.

“You’re kidding me!” She finally said to him.

Five minutes later Claire had made a u-turn and was heading back down the road they had spent the last hour driving up. Two hours later there was a small town and a motel sign. Claire turned in and parked at the motel. She had had a bad day and intended not driving anymore than she could manage. She was in a bad mood and upset at having to drive another three days to get to Oregon. In the motel room, Claire got undressed and had a shower and then got into bed and lay down. Brad kept quiet and watched TV with the sound turned down. Claire slept for several hours.

It was sundown when Claire awoke. She got up and got dressed and went to look for Brad. She found him at the cafe next door.

“What you eating?” She asked him.

“Cake,” Was his reply.

“Don’t you want a proper meal, instead of that trash you keep pushing down your throat?” Claire asked him.

Brad just keep on eating his cake. He knew his mother was unhappy about the change in plans.

“I suppose we are staying here, unless you want to drive through the night?” Brad asked her.

“Were staying,” She gave Brad the short answer.

Later they were in bed and Claire had a quarter bottle of gin and a bottle of tonic. She was mixing her own and sipping it down watching a movie on the TV. Brad lay silent beside her.

“So you wanna fuck me up the ass?” Claire suddenly asked him.

Brad rose up and looked at her with a half smile on his face.

“You said to me last night after we fucked around that you wanted to fuck me up my ass you creepy little shit!” Claire said with a slight slur in her voice.

“Sure Claire, I still want to and remember you did promise me,” Brad said.

“Oh I promised, but not to let you fuck me up my ass. Thought you meant get you some trainers of a video game. I never signed up to have my own son sodomise his mother, fucking me up my ass,” Claire rambled.

Brad was now confused. Claire was obviously getting a little drunk and argumentative. He thought I might be best just to humour her and let her sleep it off.

“OK, you little pervert. Come on fuck me up my ass then,” Claire said and threw back the cover of the bed and lay naked in front of Brad. He enjoyed the view and he got up and got naked himself. His teenage cock was semi-hard and he stroked it until it was completely hard and erect.