Starting Over Pt. 03

7

"We'll need gas soon; I could certainly go for a sit-down meal; maybe a couple Coronas, a shower and a bed for tonight; I think we're far enough away to stop; we're past Alburquerque, we should make some decisions on what direction to head next."

"Sure, that sounds really good."

A few minutes further there are signs for a place that has several amenities. We pull into a roadside café, it looks empty, all the lights are on. We enter, 2 old guys are at a corner table drinking coffee.

We slide into a booth; a Latino gal approaches with a coffee pot.

"Good evening." She has a distinct accent.

"Coffee?" Her name tag says Juanita.

"Uh, no thanks Juanita, could we get menus and 2 Coronas please?"

"Sorry, we no liquor, Sunday we close at 7, Charlie clean da grille alreadee." We look at each other dejected.

"We've been travelling nearly 20 hours, could you recommend a decent place to eat, get a beer, maybe a clean motel?"

"Si, ya, I show juu." She undoes her apron, tosses it on the counter.

"Charlie, I'm outta here, Gus and Bill are out here. I'm off tomorrow, biya." She dumps the tip jar into her purse, and we exit together.

"You follow, good food."

She gets into a Jeep, and we follow.

"Beth, I never looked wantonly at a woman before yesterday, but Juanita's sexy, I'd certainly do her, she's luscious, a great figure, ya see those tits." K cups her hands and gestures like she's lifting 2 huge boobs.

"I love her Latino accent it's mysterious, seductive."

"Oh, now isn't this miss prissy whining about me cheating a few hours ago, huh?" I poke her boob. We both chuckle.

Juanita pulls into a parking lot with several vehicles, mostly pickup trucks: there's a large flashing red neon cowboy boot and the words 'Boot Scootin' indicating a western bar.

"Here great food, Coronas, and fun. I like come here after work."

We enter, as our eyes are adjusting, I realize we're still dressed the way we were when entering 'Gulps' and receive an even more boisterous welcome from these patrons, catcalls, and cheers. It's a rowdy, loud, bustling, western bar, likely 40 people, mostly in western attire, jeans, oversize shiny belt buckles, boots, Stetsons, checkered shirts. Several gals in western skirts, but mostly jeans. Ther's a live country band, a dozen dancers. It smells like beer and sawdust.

Juanita greets several people by name on route to an empty booth.

"Ola Sally," Jaunita greets the server.

Sally's 40ish, typical wester garb, plaid shirt, jeans and boots, hair tied up, chewing gum, tray in one hand, pen stuck behind her ear.

"Chicken fingers, for me."

"Choices." I ask.

"Burgers, chicken fingers, fish, all served with fries."

"Fish and Chips please." I respond.

"Cheeseburger, no onions," K winks at me, I smile.

"Drinks?" Sally asks as she's writing our order on one of those small restaurant pads.

"3 Horonaas Hameego" Juanita adds excitedly in her Spanish accent.

"Sally, was dey here today?"

"Yes, Juanita," Sally frowns, she looks heartbroken.

"Sorry," She rubs the back of Juanita's hand.

"They were here for lunch, drank all afternoon, left about 1/2 hour ago."

There's an uncomfortable silence as we sense something amiss.

She whispers.

"Unhook my bra please." Twists on the bench, turning her back to me

"Where you headed?" Juanita asks; I unhook the clasps. She tugs the shoulder straps out her sleeves, removing each arm, undoes 2 buttons on her uniform, reaches in, with a deft, experienced move, pulls her bra from under her blouse.

"Hate wearing deez, dey so restricting." Her ample, nearly exposed cleavage induces K's stare, she is nearly drooling. I see them exchange lusty gazes; I sense a knowing connection between them.

She puts the red lacy item in her purse, and sets a 20 on the table, as Sally sets down 3 Corona.

"Somewhere it doesn't snow." I answer.

"Ohha, desteenation nowhere; you running from sumting, or sumone?" She lifts her beer, we tap bottles.

"Tell me mind my beeseeness if juu want; I just curious," She peers at K, again locking eyes, as she tips her beer taking a rather large swig, maintaining the sultry gaze.

"I don't meet many women travelers; I grew up here, I know everyone in deez place except juu 2?"

"I'm K, for Katrina. Small town, no future, I wanted out since I was 12." She raises her beer, and a wink.

"I'm Beth." Hoisting my Carona.

Sally arrives, with 3 more Corona's.

"Clem's paid for the beer Juanita."

I look over, a tall, lanky fellow tips his tan Stetson back with his beer, and nods.

"I left a dead-end relationship, I felt used and unnecessary in." I let a good amount of Corona drain down my gullet. First beer gone; our food is set before us.

"Smells great, looks good," I take a bite.

"Tastes better."

"That's exactly what you said about me when we met." K chuckled but was looking at Juanita to gauge her reaction.

Juanita resumes the friendly interrogation.

"You 2 lovers?" She looks at me quizzically.

"Cool, if juu are, I fantasize lesabeeyen for years." Between bites she adds.

"I opportunity, a couple year hago, feel guilty to cheat on hubby, lose my nerve, damn, no chance since." I wave to Sally gesturing another round, as we finish eating.

Clem approaches, his thumbs hooked in his jeans on either side of a big oval, shiny, buckle. He's likely 6'2" appears very strong, blonde hair, blue eyes, probably the hottest guy in the county, and he knows it.

"You here for a good time or a long time, pretty lady?" With a slight bow, he lifts his cowboy hat and holds it under his left arm, combs his fingers through his thick hair.

"We are considering spending the night." I reply, taking a decent swig while maintaining eye contact.

"Well then, howsabout you and I kickin up our heels on the dance floor."

"Damn it K," I twist to make eye contact, slamming my bottle a bit hard on the table; "I told you we shouldn't come to a bar. I'm still weak, and this guys a real frikkin hunk;" I turn to look Clem in the eye,

"Damn, I bet he's hung like a frikkin horse." I look at his crotch, then back to his eyes.

"My newfound lesbian lover is supposed to help me avoid bars; I did a stint in a small-town jail a while back." I pause to let him ponder my words, I take a big gulp, all the while keeping eye contact. There's a tenseness in his face, puzzled, unsure what my story is suggesting, calculating whether to speak or turn and high tail it.

{Exactly what I intended.}

"You see Clem, I'm a nymphomaniac. Once I get started, I can't stop." I maintain my stare, reaching out, my hand taking a swipe, seeking my beer, I touch the bottle.

"My gawd Katrina, look at the size of his hands, he surely has a 9" cock."

Clem smiles, as his ego was just boosted.

"He's powerful strong, look at his body, and damn handsome; yup a tall cool one on hot day; and a damn hot one on a cool night."

I chug a major part of my new Corona, staring lustfully into Clem's eyes.

"Once I get out on that dancefloor with you, your big strong arms around me, I'll lose all control."

I guzzle my beer; slam the empty to the table to emphasize my statement.

"Yee haw, I'll ride you like a horny cowgirl should, once I start, I lose all control, I'll need a gangbang to satisfy me, that's what happens, Clem; can you and your boys handle that?"

"Clem you got a lotta stamina, enough to fuck me more than a couple hours?"

"Before i was arrested, I took on 5 guys that night, on top of that there pool table they had; when they was done, I went outside, naked, looking for more.

Judge gave me 30 days, for indecent behavior. Likely been more, but his son and brother were 2 of the first 5."

"The hell with it K, I can't resist," I grab Clem's belt buckle, pull him to me and start unzipping his pants.

"I can handle a year in jail; I'm a lesbian now." I kneel in front of him.

"Clem, I haven't had a strong man fuck me up my ass since that night."

I have his zipper open and am fumbling with the buckle.

"Clem, call your buddies, I want to start with a DP, right now, right here on this table; you in my ass, a cock in my mouth, and one for each hand."

Clem backs away, pulling up his zipper.

"Sorry ma'am, I'm really sorry, please, I don't mean to get anyone in any trouble; I just wa, ah, never mind." He reaches in his pocket, throws some bills on the table, and hastily retreats.

He whispers to Sally; who's been watching the scenario.

She approaches our table.

"Clem's gonna pay your entire tab, food and all." She grins and nods.

"Really Beth, is that true." K asks, she has a concerned bewildered look.

"Hell no, it's just a story I use to scare off vultures like him." I chuckle, requesting another round.

Juanita excuses herself to the lady's room. When she returns, her perky, poking nipples, reveal she's most definitely aroused, another button is undone. She leans on the table displaying her abundant cleavage, her blouse barely covering the nipples, the very dark skin of her areoles in full view.

"Please, you grant me beeg wish, I want you both share my bed; share me; sex me and juu, show me lesbeeyan way." She pleads, lust in her eyes.

"I so horny, I want same sex experience, PLEEEZE, I no wanna mis anudder chance. I need to how it feel with another girl."

I look at K's beaming smile, I don't need to ask her opinion.

"We'd be delighted Juanita, lead the way." We leave 3 fresh beer on the table; I tell Sally.

"Take them to Clem, he paid for them."

We follow her to a small, older house. She opens the door, K immediately embraces her, and they passionately kiss; Juanita undoes the remaining 2 buttons and shrugs the uniform off her shoulders. Juanita's smooth bronze skin glistening in the mellow light of the 2 lamps at each end of the sofa. I step behind her, my fingers slide around, under her bountiful boobs, K licks her breast, nibbles her dark, nearly black, rock-hard nipple.

Juanita pushes the uniform past her hips, letting it fall. My fingers rove down, under the elastic of her panties, I wiggle through her natural curly, wiry, bush, she's sopping wet, she sighs, titillating her clit, she widens her legs. K's tongue wrestling in her mouth; I squeeze her engorged clitoris and she quivers. Unexpectedly, she shivers an orgasm, the quick orgasm turns ferocious, loud, and convulsive. Juanita's barely able to remain standing. She was most likely masturbating at the bar, realizing her fantasy got her so horny.

K drops to her knees, puts her arms between Juanita's thighs, fingers on Juanita's buttocks; forcing her thighs apart, she buries her face between the Latino's smooth bronze thighs. I nuzzle her nape, nibble, and kiss her neck and earlobe, while continuously massaging and caressing her round, soft, pliable boobs. Juanita bends her knees, lowering herself, giving K full access. A loud exhaling groan she cums again.

We move to the bed; Juanita is the elated recipient of our full undivided attention, laying between us, one mouth on each boob, our fingers taking turns in her pussy and on her clit.

After we take turns, each eating her to orgasm, while the other sits on her face; we cuddle, Juanita sandwiched between us.

8

In the morning, I awaken to the wonderful, blended aroma of coffee and bacon. I spoon K, we cuddle, necking for a bit.

"Juu help juuself to shower, breaky ready when juu are."

Juanita is beaming, leaning against the side of the doorway, one leg bent, foot on the frame, one arm on her hip the other behind her head, posing like a pin up girl. Wearing a sexy red/black sheer lingerie set; the bright sunlight behind her accentuates her voluptuous, robust figure. Her long shiny black hair cascading over her shoulders resting on those wonderful, large knockers.

At that moment she was the sexiest female I ever saw. K must have thought the same as she beckoned her to join us. We express our mutual, devoted admiration to Juanita.

"I was hoping to get a repeet before juu leave, I reeely like lesabeyan sex. I no cum that guud before. I done weeth men, I look for sexee women now."

I went down on her like a ravenous dog; K squatted over her gorgeous face. She was strong scented, abundantly succulent, large, floppy, nearly black lips. She's again extremely eager, super horny, quickly relinquishing an orgasm. We each climax again.

After sharing a playful shower, we're at the kitchen table eating waffles and bacon; drinking great coffee.

"Juanita this house doesn't represent a single woman."

Juanita plays with her coffee cup, looks up, eyes glazed, fighting back tears.

"Ya, my Jim weeth Celena; 6 wheek hago, he start cheeting affair, deez wheek, he no come home." She stared blankly into her coffee cup, tears form.

"Deez no more satisfying reelationsheep, I too want leave." She gets the coffee pot, refilling our cups.

"I envy juu, juu take off, start over." She sits.

I glance at K, I'm sure we're both thinking the same thing.

"If you're serious Juanita, we have room, you would be welcome to join us." I say, knowing K is equally enthralled with her.

"Really, juu do dat," She perks up.

"We only just meet."

"K and I only met Friday night, left Saturday, here we are."

"Oh my God, yes," There is a few moments of uneasy silence, she is pondering staring off into space, but her expression is one of hope and happiness.

"Juu know, I do eet, you make me courage, I sell stuff, I go my cousin in Pheeahnix." Her total demeanor changes, she's excited, smiling.

"I need few hours, I got many things do, banking, sell Jeep, pawn stuff." She is vibrating, excitedly.

"We don't have an itinerary and Arizona is one of our options." K responds.

"We'll help you however we can."

"Oh, gawd this so great, thank you, thank you."

Jumping up she gives us huge hugs, kissing us fully on the lips, she gathers her thoughts.

"Ok, bank, pawn, car lot," she's verbally making a list, picks up her phone.

"Ola Brian, I leave Jim, he abusive to me, he now stay with Celena, juu come here 10 hoclock, bring truck and guys, erryting I sell."

She again taps keys on her phone.

"Jerome, Juanita; Jim's fucking Celena, I leave heem today; eryting in garage 15 towsend," a pause.

"Ok, 12, but move eet all by noon." She sets down the phone a huge smile.

"Ok, gotta be smart, neighbors, buyers, no see me with juu."

"Juu go now, truck stop 2 miles south, wait dare; I call juu when come meet me."

"We both threw away our phones."

"Ok. Buy deesposable, prepay at truck stop; text me number." She writes her number on a paper. We kiss her passionately.

"Juanita, pack hair clippers or scissors, and a razor, I'll explain later."

K's giggling as we leave.

It's mid-morning, we're sitting at the truck stop, we know she's meeting people at noon, so we've plenty of time to kill.

K finds the red wig, asks me to do her make up, another disguise to help with Juanita's get away.

We've finished lunch, relaxing beside the car on a blanket, it's after 1pm, our new cell phone chimes.

Text from Juanita: come to where I work, no stop, follow me out of town.

We follow her down a dirt road; she stops.

"No one live deez road, only use at harvest." We transfer her bags to the Chevy.

"K, juu sexy as redhead." They share an intimate kiss.

"Follow me, I already make deal, I sell Jeep at car lot, you drive 1 block more, turn right; stop at alley, I walk, meet juu dare."

"You said nobody uses this road?"

"Si."

I put my right hand behind her neck, I kiss her, my tongue swirls with hers, pushing her against the car. My left hand under her blouse, squeezes her unbridled breast; lightly pinching rolling her nipple, K is immediately on her knees undoing Juanita's jeans. I lift her top, moving it up as I massage her soft smooth skin. She sighs deeply as K inserts 2 fingers and licks her clit. I roll and pinch her large, hard, dark nipples. Another groaning exhale as I trail my tongue to her left tit. My left-hand roves down to her pussy, K stands and open mouth kisses Juanita. We share Juanita's pussy, alternating, taking turns each dipping in her wet cunt, switching to slowly rub along her soaked lips to tickle her clit. She's breathing deeply, erratic, moaning. Our gentle, lingering pace of stimulation induces a trembling, shuddering climax for Juanita. Adding a cry of jubilation, followed by a deep exhaling sigh of pleasure.

"WOW; juu 2 just meet; juu no practise dat."

"Geezus everyone need dat, I want again, soon, but now we go."

It's only a few minutes and Juanita arrives from the alley; K opens the door; she gets in, and we head out of town. She sends a text to Sally at the bar: My house no lock, I leave, you may take anything left. Bye.

"Pull into dat truck stop, I one more ting to do."

Juanita enters the restaurant, holding her phone in the air announces loudly.

"I look someone go north, who no like abusive husbands."

Several hands go up, Juanita chooses a booth with a large burly fellow.

"I run, he got tracker on deez phone; juu take, keep on all day, so he tink I go dat way, he no know where I go."

"Sure, will sweety, if you want, I can keep it going too, all the way to northern Canada even Newfoundland or Alaska."

"Dat be great, tanks, ok, I need juu send deez text too."

Text message to Jim: I leave you now; a trucker I meet, last month. I once think you were good husband; you not. Have good time with Celena, until she cheat; or you cheat. I find out cowboy Clem have nice 9" cock, he can use it better than you, Celena know that too. He fit better in me in me.

Divorce papers at Barrett and James.

Bye.

"OK, you send at 5, he get off work." Juanita nods.

"I sure will little lady, you make better choices this time; go get a new start in life." She hugs him, kisses his cheek, and drops a fifty on the table as she leaves.

We turn south out of the parking lot.

"Arizona here we come."

Once we're rolling down the highway, I start singing a made-up song.

"Look there, a dent I see,

cuz lusty lickin' did be.

Dent in the hood

cuz she tasting good.

That dent got there,

with our asses bare.

On the hood seeing stars,

she was lickin my arse

Knee on the hood caused the dent,

us having sex without no gent

Bent hood under my head,

using your car as a bed."

We are all laughing.

Not long after; K and Juanita start necking, fondling each other. I rest my hand on K's knee; she places her hand on top of mine, sliding it higher along her smooth inner thigh. They continue necking, K assists me to her twat, slouches forward, one leg over mine, the other over Juanita. Juanita's finger joins mine and we repeat the 2-person finger fuck, Juanita complimented us on earlier.

"Oh yeah, that is wonderful; that does require repeating."