Eve's Stranger

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Eve wiped a tear from her cheek and gripped the steering wheel tight. Her knuckles turned white. She sobbed, and then stopped herself. She would cry no more. Her frail, shakey hand reached to volume knob on the car radio and turned it up. She was almost okay. With the music loud, she didn't hear the first clunk. That awful sound when something goes wrong. The car, a little out of date and shakey like it's driver, was about to break down. Eve heard the second noise, louder now and unmistakable.
After all that she had been through. After all those stressful, messy situations. After she had proven her strength, not to him, but to herself.
The car putted to a stop on the side of the long, four lane highway. The roads in this part of Florida seemed to never end. It wasn't anything like the mountains where she grew up; the horizon met the clear, blue sky, almost seemlessly. Being late July, today felt to Eve like the hottest day of the year. She rested her head against the wheel, not sure she even had the strength to push the car door open. After a long, deep breath, she lifted her head and managed to drag herself to the front of the old cadlilac. The sun seering hot, she lifted the hood and was enveloped in a cloud of white smoke. Coughing, she stepped back, waving her delicate arm in front of her face.
Eve covered her mouth with the back of her hand, half expecting to break down in tears, but she didn't. She began to giggle. Her giggles rolled into a heavy laghter until she couldn't control herself. She couldn't believe it. After a good five minuets of uncontrollable laughter, she sat down on the curb and lit a cigarette. She didn't even have time to exhale the first drag before a tow-truck pulled into the shoulder right infront of the still smoking cadi.
Eve's world fell into a slow motion as this tall, ragged man stepped down from the truck. He slung the door shut and turned to walk towards her. She saw his dirty work boots trodding in her direction. Her gaze slowly rose, up his legs, past his grease coverd jeans, over his obviously well-endowed manhood. She gazed at his tight-fitting white teeshirt, muscles bulging out from the rolled sleeves. She stopped her stare at his brilliant smile, and without realizing it, smiled herself. When finally she reached his eyes, those deep blue, never ending eyes, he stretched out a hand, and spoke. "Can I give ya a hand, ma'am?"
Eve couldn't speek. She was lost in those eyes... in his soul. She shook herself of his spell, and, with his assistance, rose to her feet.
"Well, yes, I suppose- but please don't call me ma'am. I'm.. I mean, I don't look that old, do I?"
His chucle was sweet, like the sound of a luliby. "Why, no, not at all. I was just raised to speak to everyone with respect. What shall I call ya then?"
"Um, Eve, it's Eve." She shivered when he put his huge, burly hand on her shoulder. Not again. She didn't want this to happen again.
She watched as he hooked the car to his truck. She watched every little movement, every detail of his body, work. He helped her up into his truck and took them back to his shop. He had already closed up for the day, but went out of his way to help her.
She sat in the dirty chair while he worked, sweating in the hot garage. He paid attention to every detail.
After three hours of small chat, and hard work, the car was running.
"How'd I do, Eve?" the man asked with a cute smirk.
She took a slow stroll around the car, swaying her hips with every step. With him behind her, she stopped at the trunk, and leaned over it.
"Here.. right here. I think you missed something in the rear-end."
He knew what she meant, and without hesitating, stepped into her, pushing her skirt up over her ass. She immediately felt his hard shaft push against her. He tuggeed at his jeans until they slid down over his thighs. She felt his huge cock shove into her hot, wetness. It was so large that she felt as if she might split in half. The pain was so imense that the pleasure was almost unbarable. He reached forward, pulling her hair so that her back arched. With his other large hand, he reached around, ripping the button down shirt right off of her. Cupping her breast in his hand he rammed his member into her deeper than she'd ever been entered before. Slamming her back onto him by her hair, she felt his pulse quicken and his breath get heavy. Knowing that it was almost over, she cried out in ecstacy. He exploded inside of her.
Eve's handsome stranger then spun her around and lifted her onto the trunk of the cadilac. He kissed her with so much passion that she almost doubled up right then and there. He wasn't done.
He spread her soft, dark legs wide apart, resting her stilletos on the bumber and wrapped his huge arms around her tiny waiste. He softly kissed down her neck, and over her ripe chest, paying special attention to her beautiful pink nippes. Down over her stomach, he proceeded to her spit. He took his tongue down over her clit, slowly swirling it around the outter lips.
Eve threw herself back on the car. She moaned and, as his pace quickened, her moans grew louder until they were full blown screams. Grabbing her hips, he held her in place when she tried to pull away. He began to make quick throbbing motions with his warm, lucious tounge. She bagan to shake, and knowing what this meant, he shot up, spearing her again with his cock. He lifted her up off the car onto himself. She couldn't take it. She clawed and pushed at his chest, which was streaming with sweat. He held her tight to him, and walked to the car door. The door opened easily and he threw her into the back seat. With his hands on her shoulders he slid back in with one hard thrust. His movements were slow and steady. He looked into Eve's eyes, and she looked back at him; through him.
He leaned in close to her, resting his soft lips on her neck, breathing hard onto it. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in to her. She began to moan louder once more, putting him close to the edge.
"Eve" he whispered, although it wasn't quite a word, it was more like a breath. Every muscle in her body quaked and they climaxed together.
Out of breath, he relaxed, and touched his nose to hers. A drip of sweat from his brow slid over his cheek and fell to her neck.
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They both took their time finding their clothes and dressing, which proved to be a difficult task considering that there were no longer any buttons on Eve's blouse.
With a huge smile on her face, she slid the white teeshirt that he had given her over her tangled hair and her smooth bare breasts. She gathered her things and leaned into him for one more passionate kiss. She tossed her stuff into the back seat, and shut the door. She climbed into the front seat of the cadi and started the engine.
"Wait- Eve, you're leaving?"
"Yeah. What did you expect me to do?"
"Well; I don't know. Don't you even want to know my name?"
"No."
And with that, Even pulled out of the garage, and went on her way.
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