It was early Sunday evening and we were sitting at the dinner table, my husband William, my 15-year-old son John and me. My name is Rosa and I'll turn 39 next month. We had just finished dinner when the subject of my next business trip came up in the conversation. I am currently the vice president of new business development at a major healthcare company and as such responsible for sales to hospitals in the eastern third of the country. The company I work for develops and manages new psychiatric and rehabilitation programs to fill the vast amount of empty beds that plague most hospitals in today's HMO rich environment.

My husband had started in on me. "Look honey, I really don't think that driving from state to state for the next week is a good idea. I mean what happens if you get stranded somewhere? I'm just worried about you honey, that's all."

God, was he really going to grow some balls and make me do what he wants for a change? Well I sure wasn't going to make it easy for him. "Bill I have been on the road for the past five years and nothing bad has ever happened. The only real difference is that I normally fly into a city then get the rental car. With all the new restrictions on flying since 9-11 traveling just isn't as much fun as it used to be and I have decided to drive."

"Oh Christ Rosa, be reasonable for once in your life."

Come on Bill; don't back down this fast, make me fucking fly! "God Damn it, I am being reasonable. Look you two, my first meeting is in Knoxville and I can take the 66 from Old Town and pick up the I-81 just after Front Royal then it is a straight shot into Knoxville. I'll stay there that night then on to Nashville on the I-40. From there it on to well, yada, yada, yada until I'm back to Virginia. How hard can this be?"

"Mom, we're just worried about you, that's all."

Stay out of this you little shit and let your father do the demanding. "I know honey but I'll be perfectly safe. I only stay at reputable hotels and it's a rental car so there shouldn't be any problems with anything mechanical. I'll be just fine."

"Fine. If that's the way you want it, so be it." Bill agreed, but he was still unhappy.

The argument was over and Rosa won as she normally did. God Damn him, she hated winning every single time. When she grew up her father never let her or her mother win any discussion. It had to be his way and if you defied him there were always his consequences to be meted out. He was a strong disciplinarian who was also a control freak and had always told both her and her mother what and when to do everything. But things were different now days; Bill just didn't understand her needs or didn't have the balls to discipline her. "Ok you two, out of my way so I can clean the dishes."

They both left Rosa to clean up while they went out into the den to watch the last of the football game that evening. Rosa gathered up all the dishes and took them into the kitchen, rinsed them off and put them into the dishwasher. When she was finished she turned off all the appliances in the kitchen, checked the back door to make sure it was locked and headed up stairs to pack and take a bath. On her way upstairs she stopped to watch the two men in her life as they sprawled across the couch, eyes glued to the television set.

"Hey you two, I'm going upstairs to pack for tomorrow and take my bath. Would you please make sure to shut everything off when you're finished?"

"OK mom, good night."

"Will do honey. I'll be up in a minute."

Rosa finished packing her suitcase and set it by the bedroom door turned on the water for the tub, and then she undressed. She pulled off her sweatshirt, unsnapped her bra and took off her sweatpants and panties. She tossed everything in to the dirty laundry and turned to look at herself in the mirror. At 39, well almost 39 she thought, she still looked attractive. Maybe not as good as she did when she was 20, but she could still turn a man's head. There was only a little sag to her 34C breasts and even though her weight had ballooned to 140, it didn't look all that bad on her 5' 7" frame. She turned around and looked over her shoulder at her butt in the mirror. Well she could stand to loose a few pounds there, yet, it was still a sensuous part of her anatomy. So she wondered if I look so fucking good, why hasn't Bill even tried to make love to me during the past month?

"Hi honey... I... oops, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to intrude on your space."

"For Christ sakes Bill, you don't have to be sorry about everything you do. I'm your wife and you have the perfect right to see me naked. And speaking of that, do you know that we haven't made love in months. What's going on with you?"

He took Rosa in his arms and hugged her then kissed her on the forehead. "I'm sorry honey, it's just that... well... I have really been tied up with work and with all of your travels... well, you know"

"Oh... OK I get it, it's my fault we haven't made love. I'm traveling too much. OK fine, you get ready for bed, I'll finish bathing and then we'll go after each other like the animals we used to be."

While Bill went into their bedroom Rosa washed up, got out of the tub, dried off and put some perfume behind her ears and just over the top of her pussy then walked into the bedroom. Bill was in bed all right, with one arm covering his eyes - and snoring. Well fuck him she thought. If he doesn't appreciate his wife then maybe it's time I found someone who does. She threw on an old t-shirt, climbed into the bed and turned off the lights. Minutes later she drifted off to sleep.

When the alarm went off the next morning Rosa got up and fixed breakfast for her son and husband then she went upstairs to dress for her trip. She decided that because her meeting in Knoxville wasn't until Tuesday morning she would dress casual for the drive. She found a pair of black thong panties and a matching bra. She put on a pair of loose fitting blue jeans and a white blouse. Once her hair was done and makeup applied she grabbed her suitcase and went back downstairs.

"Good morning mom."

"Morning baby, how did you sleep?"

"Oh great, thanks mom. Look I am just a bit worried about you doing all this driving, just please be careful."

"I appreciate your concerns honey, but I'll be just fine, don't worry about me."

"Hey what are you two conspiring about," Bill interjected.

"I was just telling mom to be careful, that's all dad."

"I agree son. Rosa, please check in every night so that we know you're all right."

"I will. Now you two get going."

After they left Rosa packed her car, put her purse behind the driver's seat and pulled out of her house in Old Town, Alexander, Virginia. She cruised up the Little River Turnpike and turned onto the on-ramp for the I-495 beltway and drove north to highway 66 where she headed east. When she got to the I-81 she turned south and put her car on cruise control.

An hour or so later when Rosa saw the highway exit sign for Roanoke she decided on an impulse to pull off and eat lunch. While she was dining the sky in southern Virginia town turned dark and it began to drizzle. Just great, she thought, I hate driving in the rain.

Rosa got back onto the highway and soon the rain turned from drizzling to a virtual downpour. She was just past Bristol, Tennessee, her windshield wipers on full when she saw him... well actually it was a boy. He was standing on the side of the highway, his thumb out in the traditional 'hitch hikers' pose with the rain running off his body. He didn't look to be any older than her son. What the hell was a kid doing hitch hiking in the rain? With nothing but a mother's instinct she pulled off the highway and stopped her car. The boy ran up to the car and opened the passenger door, climbed in and tossed his backpack into the back seat.

"Where you headed lady?"

"I'm on my way to Knoxville. Where are you going?"

"Anywhere my dad isn't so I guess I'll be going to Knoxville too."

She stuck her hand out to the boy. "My name is Rosa, what's yours?"

He shook my hand firmly but he held it a bit too long. "Mike. Mike Reynolds, formerly of Pulaski, Virginia."

They rode in silence for probably 20 miles then Rosa spoke up. "So tell me Mike, what was the problem at home, I mean if it's not too personal of a question."

"No that's alright. My mom died a couple of years back and my dad is just a mean drunk and he tends to take everything out on me. I have black and blue marks that you wouldn't believe, so I decided to take off. That's my story."

"Christ, that's terrible. How old are you Mike?"

"Fourteen last month."

Rosa looked over at the youngster. He was soaking wet from the rain and he was shivering. She turned on the car's heater and let it gently blow on the boy. "Are you hungry Mike?"

"Uh, no I'm fine. Thanks though."

About an hour later they pulled into Knoxville. Rosa looked at her watch, 6:00 p.m. "Look Mike, where are you planning on staying tonight?"

"I don't know but I'll be just fine. You can let me out anywhere you are stopping."

Rosa looked at the boy and she felt sorry for him. She could just imagine her own son being out on the road, all alone, with no money and no place to stay. "OK, fine. Look, I am staying at a hotel just off Bearden Highway that's west of the downtown. Why not at least let me buy you dinner. I'm on a corporate expense account so it really won't cost me anything. How about it Mike?"

"That would be really nice Rosa, thank you."

She pulled the car into the parking lot of a Waffle House restaurant and they both went inside and took a booth in the back.

"Order what you want Mike, don't try and save me any money, OK?"

"Sure Rosa and thanks again." Mike was deep in his own thoughts as he looked over the menu. This woman was going to be a push over. He was positive that she wouldn't let him sleep on the streets, no she was a too much a do-gooder for that and he was sure that she would take care of him. Well Mike old buddy, if you play your cards right good things might happen.

Rosa had already decided that Mike was a nice kid and all he really needed was a good place to grow up without the parental abuse. It was too much for her to think that he would be out on the streets of Knoxville in the cold tonight and she was positive that he didn't have enough money for a motel room. Her mind wandered off into another world and she did briefly think that a good looking kid like him might make a good lover.

They ordered and when the waitress brought them their food Mike wolfed it down like he hadn't eaten in a week. That made her next decision easy. "Look Mike, I want you to stay with me tonight. I'll make sure we get a room with two beds, but I really don't want you outside in the cold and rain. That's an order, not a request. You'll stay with me tonight, but no funny ideas and you know what I'm talking about!" Mike's face turned beet red and he lowered his head and looked humbled.

"Ah... thanks Rosa, I really do appreciate your hospitality and yes I know what you're talking about. I won't bother you." Shit, this was going to be as easy as pie, he thought.

As Rosa pulled into the parking lot of the Best Western and went in to register she asked Mike to wait for her in the car. Rosa walked up to the desk clerk, "Good evening, my name is Rosa Doklen. I have a reservation for a single room, but at the last minute my son decided to travel with me so I'll need a room with two beds."

The clerk looked up then grabbed a reservation card. "I have your reservation right here and there shouldn't be and problem Mrs. Doklen. Just let me see what we have available."

The desk clerk gave here a key to room 2002, and she drove to the East Side of the building, parked, and they grabbed their stuff and took the elevator up to the second floor. Mike saw the signage for the rooms and pointed out which way it was to their room. Rosa found 2002 and inserted her key and they went inside dragging their gear behind them. The room was pretty much the typical off highway motel room. Two double beds, a TV, window air conditioner, and a small bathroom off the back of the room.

"Mike, as wet as you are why don't you go ahead and get undressed and take a nice hot shower. I'll put the room heater on high and see if we can't get your clothes dried at least before tomorrow morning. Now go on into the bathroom and hand me out your clothes, then you can jump in the shower." While Mike took his shower, and after Rosa had hung up his clothes, she opened her suitcase and looked for something appropriate to wear for the night. Normally she slept in the nude but that obviously wouldn't be prudent for tonight. She found an old t-shirt and pair of sweat pants and pulled them out and lay them on the bed.

"I'm finished Rosa, the bathroom is yours."

She looked up as Mike walked out of the bathroom wearing nothing but his Jockey shorts. He obviously had no sense of embarrassment about entering a bedroom half naked in front of a grown woman he had only met that day. Rosa could see the outline of his cock, pushing against the front of his shorts. He looked to be big, really big and as Rosa stared at his cock she felt her panties getting damp. For Christ sakes she thought, he's younger than your own son. What in the hell is a matter with you Rosa?

"Ahhh, thanks Mike, I'll just take my stuff and go into the bathroom and get cleaned up and changed for bed." Rosa scooped up her sleepwear and walked into the bathroom.

Mike walked over and turned on the TV and got into his bed. He had noticed that Rosa seemed intrigued with the bulge in his shorts and he was wondering if he could exploit that into something sexual. It crossed his mind to walk into the bathroom and get into the shower with her but he really didn't want her yelling 'rape' or something. No, he was pretty sure that he could use her and her money, at least until he could get onto his own feet. The way this day had gone he had to be very careful that he didn't do or say something that might damage her psyche and he sure as the hell didn't want come on to her to strong or fast and scare her.

Rosa was in the shower letting the warm rivulets of water gently play down her body. Her eyes were closed and she could see the image of Mike's cock in her mind and the way it filled out his shorts. She let her hand drop down between her legs and began searching inside her labia for her clit, when she found it she massaged it until her body exploded into an orgasm. It was so strong she almost fell in the shower. Oh God, she thought, I really need a hard cock; it's been way to long. She turned off the water, dried off and donned her t-shirt and sweat pants then she went back into the bedroom. She looked at the boy sitting up in the bed, "Well Mike, you look a lot better now than you did when I picked you up this afternoon, at least now you're dry."

"I don't know how to thank you Rosa. And I don't know anyone else who would have done this for me. I really appreciate it." Then he slipped down and pulled the covers over his shoulders. "Good night Rosa."

"Oh Mike, I need to call home so if you would please be quiet, I'm not sure my husband and son would understand our arrangement. Good night Mike"

"Sure, no problem, I'll be quiet." Hummm he thought, so Rosa was doing things that she didn't want her family to know about.

Rosa picked up the telephone receiver and dialed home. Bill answered and she told him that she had arrived in Knoxville and that everything was fine. He asked if anything exciting had happened on her trip and she told him that the trip had been routine, "Nothing eventfully to report." Then he again stressed the fact that he was worried about her being alone and she shouldn't have gone out by herself. She exploded, "For Christ's sakes Bill, if you're so God Damn worried about me why in the hell didn't you make me fly. Grow some balls and start telling me what to do, and quit fucking begging and be a man!" Rosa slammed down the phone, looked over at Mike who appeared to be asleep. She sighed and turned off the light.

The next morning Rosa awoke before Mike. She got out of bed and walked into the bathroom and relieved herself then she went back into the bedroom, took out her suit she brought for her presentation at the hospital and searched for her under garments. She found a pair of panties and matching brand and she held them up to see what they looked like in the light and that was when she noticed the wide awake teenager watching her. She smiled at Mike. "Well honey, a woman needs to look her best for her clients. Look, I have a ten o'clock appointment at the hospital. Why don't you get cleaned up now and you can go with me to the hospital and wait in the car while I'm inside.

"No! I'll wait right here."

Rose heard his tone of voice and it was loud and firm. "OK, Ok, that's fine Mike. No need to get upset, if that's what you want, OK. I'll be gone about two hours so I'll pick you up around noon."

"Good, and try and be back on time Rosa."

"OK, geeze."

After Rosa left the room Mike got up and went over to the window to make sure she drove away. When he saw her car pull out of the parking lot he walked over to her bed and opened her suitcase and rummaged through it, not really knowing what he was looking for. He found the panties that she had worn the previous day, held them up to his nose and sniffed. They smelled good, really good. The aroma was that of a woman's pure sexual release, kind of vanilla and kind of jasmine... he wondered if she had gotten wet when she saw him in his underwear. He lay back on the bed bulled off his shorts and jacked off with her panties over his face. When he came he wiped his cock and stomach off with her panties and then put them back into her suitcase. He laughed at the thought of Rosa finding her panties with cum all over them, just my little surprise for you Rosa.

At 12:30 Rosa arrived back at the room and Mike was dressed and watching TV.

"You're late!"

"I'm sorry Mike, I got hung up."

"Well it's OK this time. How did your meeting go?"

"Good. I think I may be able to get a contract here. It will take some time but it was a good meeting. Are you ready to hit the road? I need to be in Nashville tonight for tomorrow afternoon's meeting."

"Sure let's go."

They hauled their luggage down to the car and within five minutes were on the interstate headed northwest. It was only about 150 miles to Nashville and when Rosa pulled up to the Nashville Marriott she was ready for some relaxation and a nice meal. "Look Mike I would really like to have a nice dinner tonight and your jeans don't look all that good, I'm sorry."

"Well then you'll just have to buy me some decent clothes. When we get checked in we can go to the lobby and see what they have in the gift store. You'll have to pay though."

"Oh, it's OK Mike, I really don't mind." When they got settled in their room Rosa took Mike down to the gift store and they quickly found a nice set of Docker's and a golf shirt. She paid for both items and they went back to their room.

Rosa piled all the packages on the bed. "Let's get cleaned up and then we can hit that steak house across the street."

"You want the bathroom first?" Mike asked.

"No, you go ahead Mike; women always take longer to get ready."

Rosa was unpacking when she saw the dirty panties she wore the day before. They were stuffed in between some of her clean clothes. That's strange she thought for she would never mix her dirty clothes with her clean ones, how did that happen? She pulled the panties out and saw that they appeared to be stuck together. What the hell? It was then that she realized it was semen all over her panties. She looked up towards the bathroom and realized that Mike must have jerked off in her panties while she was at the hospital. What was he trying to prove?

As she stood there looking at the soiled panties she felt a sudden urge to use the toilet. She knocked on the bathroom door and opened it just a crack. "Mike, I really need to use the toilet. Can I come in?"

"Now that you've asked nice, sure Rosa, it's OK."

She walked into the steamy bathroom and pulled up her skirt around her waist and pulled down her pantyhose and panties, she sat down on the toilet and pee-ed. She could see his silhouette through the shower curtain and it looked as if he was jacking off. Could he really be that bold knowing that she was sitting right here staring at the shower curtain? Rosa reached out and took some tissue paper and was wiping herself when the water was suddenly turned off and the shower curtain was pulled back and Mike stepped out onto the shower mat. She sat there staring at this handsome boy of fourteen, his cock hanging proudly down in front of him and her legs spread wide and her pussy completely exposed to his view.

"Oh God Rosa, I'm sorry. I thought you had already left."

Mike didn't move though, he just stood in front of her toweling off his body. Rosa was still sitting on the toilet, still exposed, looking at his cock. God in Heaven it had to be seven inches long, then she spoke, "No, it's my fault Mike; I should have warned you I was still sitting here." She flushed the toilet, rose up, pulled up her panties and pantyhose then lowered her skirt. Rosa left the bathroom and went back out into the bedroom, sat down in the large armchair, grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. A few minutes later Mike walked into the bedroom wrapped in only his towel and there was a noticeable bulge in the front of the towel. He walked over to where she was sitting and stood there directly in front of her, looking down at her.

"Did you like what you saw?"

"Wha... what? Excuse me but I don't understand Mike. What do you mean?"

"Oh don't fuck around with me Rosa, I saw you staring at me while you played with yourself and I saw you last night when I came out of the bathroom. Do you have a thing for young boys and their cocks?"

"No. No I don't." She tried to think back. Had she been playing with herself? She thought not, she was just wiping herself, but... "I wasn't staring at you Mike, and that's not fair for you to say that. Oh, and I was not playing with myself either." She looked defiantly up at this boy, but he just smiled down at her and then he dropped his towel and stood there with his semi-erect cock in front of her face.

"Go ahead and touch me Rosa, I know you want to. I realized last night when you yelled at your husband that you enjoy being bossed around, what to they call it... Oh yes, domination. You do like that don't you?"

"You're crazy Mike. I'm not interested in being told what to do or in being dominated or anything else and I am certainly not interested in touching some fourteen year old boys cock, not at all!" But she was lying, she was interested in his cock and she did like being told what to do, within reason... just like her father had made both her and her mother do all those years ago. His cock looked so good to her and she really did want to touch it and watch it grow in her hand.

"Rosa... I want you to fucking touch me. Go ahead, you know you want too; I can see it in your eyes"

Rosa was not sure what she was thinking or even feeling at that exact moment. As she looked at him she could see that his cock was beautiful. He was circumcised and the head was a beautiful bright pink color. The circumcision ring was a dark brown and his pubic hair was a contrasting light brown. He had to be at least seven inches long and very thick. All she knew for sure was that he was a lot bigger than her husband. Rosa reached out and tentatively touched the first cock she had ever touched since she had gotten married. It was warm to the touch, and whether that was from the shower or from his excitement, she hadn't a clue. Rosa moved her finger around on his cock head and saw the first drops of his pre cum start to leak out of his pee hole. She quickly swiped her finger across the head to capture some of his cum then put her finger into her mouth and tasted him. Rosa looked up from his cock to see him smiling down at her.

"You taste pretty good Mike."

He came closer, and then he said. "Get on your knees and put me in your mouth Rosa. I want you to suck me off."

"I... I... haven't ever... I don't even do that for my husband."

"I don't care what the fuck you do for your husband, but you will to do it... for me, so take my cock in your mouth and I'll teach you how to do it."

Rosa reached out and lifted his cock up to her lips. Then she opened her mouth and sucked him inside. It was her very first blow job.

"Swirl your tongue around my head. Oh, that's good Rosa, real good. Now bob your head up and down, just form your lips into an 'O' and suck me like your face was your pussy."

She bobbed her head up and down on the boy's cock actually enjoying the feeling of having a hard cock in her mouth and the power it gave her. Rosa lifted his cock out of her mouth, looked up and asked, "What do you want me to do when you cum Mike?"

"Well Rosa, good girls swallow it all down their throats, are you a good girl?"

She nodded her head yes and then continued bobbing up and down on his cock. Rosa then reached out with her other hand and started caressing his balls. They weren't huge, but were firm as every young man's balls should be. She felt when his hands reach out and grab her by the back of her head and guide her as she went up and down on his cock. He was moving her head faster and faster and she knew he was about to cum.

"God Damn it, I'm so close Rosa. Take all of me. I want to cum deep in your throat."

Rosa could feel his cock as it slammed into the back of her throat and his balls were tightening up. His cum was near.

"Ohhhhhhh. Ohhhhhh Rosa... here I cummmmmmm!"

Even thought she knew he was ready to come it still surprised her when his seed squirted into the back of her throat. It was hot and there was a lot and it just kept coming. One, two, three... she didn't know how many squirts there were but he filled her mouth with his cum. Rosa swallowed as fast as she could, and then suddenly it was all over. He pulled his cock out from her mouth and sat down on the bed.

"Get up off your knees Rosa and get your ass in the bathroom and fix your hair and face, I want to go to dinner."

She walked into the bathroom, ran a comb through her hair and looked at her reflection in the mirror. How the fuck did this happen? How had she let this fourteen-year-old child become her master? Did this have anything to do with what her father had instilled in her and her mother and what her husband refused to do? Any more thoughts she had quickly faded from her mind as she heard him yelling at her.

"God Damn it Rosa, let's go. I'm fucking starving."

They walked across the parking lot and into the Whaling Station Restaurant and were quickly seated by the waitress. Rosa ordered a glass of red wine and Mike ordered a coke. He sat down next to her, but not like a son would but more like a lover. As he slid into the booth next to her she could feel his hand as he ran it up her thigh and under her skirt. Rosa froze when his hand reached her panty line. She sat there trying to look as proper as she could, trying not to let anyone know what he was doing to her but she was sure the waitress had seen what was going on and Rosa blushed as the waitress starred down at where Mike's hand was as she delivered their drink order. When the waitress left their table Mike reached up and unbuttoned the top two buttons on her blouse. It was now open enough that anyone could clearly see the top of her lacy bra and the cleavage in between her breasts.

"Stop it Mike, what do you think you're doing?" She reached up and started to button her blouse.

"Leave it unbuttoned Rosa, it looks good on you." Mike said in a very low but stern voice.

Obeying him, she quickly dropped her hand down into her lap. What is going on here? Why don't I just get up and leave? As she was contemplating leaving the waitress reappeared with their food. She starred at Rosa's breasts knowing that the now open gap in her blouse had not there when she brought their drink order.

"Anything else for you two? She asked. Anything at all?" She was staring directly at Rosa's breasts when she said that.

Mike spoke up for the two of them. "No, nothing right this minute sweetie, but maybe later."

The waitress seemed disappointed as she left their booth.

"Wow Rosa I think she really likes you. I mean 'really likes' you so what do you think about her?"

"Please Mike, don't embarrass me. I don't like women, at least not in that way."

"You mean you haven't ever tried making love to a girl? How about having a three-some?"

"Mike, for God's sake I haven't made love to anyone but my husband, ever." She looked down at his hand. He had moved her skirt up to her thighs and anyone could see the tops of her pantyhose. For some strange reason Rosa just couldn't bring herself to stop him from humiliating her in public. She picked up her fork and continued to eat her food but her head was lowered and she was looking down into her plate. Rosa had just finished eating when he leaned over and kissed her on the neck, then whispered into her ear.