Log in:
Username
Password
Keep me logged in (help)

Forgot username or password?

Create new login

You can change the width of the story text shown below:
Use how much percent of the screen width?

[ default ] [ 10% ] [ 20% ] [ 30% ] [ 40% ] [ 50% ] [ 60% ] [ 70% ] [ 80% ] [ 90% ] [ 100% ]

Options: Plain text or PDF (fanclub only!) version  |  Mark story  |  Mark author

Don't forget to vote for this story, in the yellow voting box below the story!

"Oh that's just great!" Sammy cursed, slamming her hands on the steering wheel as the car gave a final cough, then a splutter before grinding to a halt. "Of all the bloody places to break down, out in the flaming sticks!..." She knew she only had herself to blame, she'd been meaning to book her car in for a well needed service for weeks, but something seemingly more important always cropped up before she could get round to it. So now here she was, broken down on a country lane and to top it off it was almost dark. Marvellous. Sammy sat for a moment weighing up her options. She was a good ten miles from home and certainly didn't relish the idea of abandoning her car to walk the rest of the way along dark winding lanes. Not only was it unsafe but her unforgiving 6" heels certainly weren't going to cut the mustard as walking shoes either! It was whilst she was contemplating her next move that she remembered the business card with the breakdown recovery number on it.

"Now... where did I put it?..." She began hunting through her handbag. When that didn't turn anything up she moved the search to the glove box, all the time willing herself to stay calm and to focus. The last thing she needed to do right now was to freak out. "A-ha! Got ya!" she trilled triumphantly as she finally caught sight of the bright yellow card that was hidden amongst the debris of receipts, maps and paper napkins. She wasted no time in scrabbling back through her handbag for her mobile phone and punched the number in. After a few short rings, which to her seemed an eternity, the call was answered by a gruff male voice. "Thank god you're still open!" Sammy exclaimed, truly grateful ...

This story is part of the EroticStories.com FanClub archive. Therefore, you can only see the first few lines. If you want to see the rest, you can join the FanClub. All stories that have the small 'a' (this icon: ) behind the title are part of this archive and only available to members of the EroticStories FanClub. Stories that were posted in the last 60 days are NOT part of the fanclub, so you can fully read those. The easiest way to get to those stories is to check the new stories list or the top stories list.

stories in "one-on-one"   |   all stories by "LadyMinx78"