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11
Betty
One of the many things about me that people probably didn't know was I had a problem with driving too fast. It wasn't like I like to go seventy-five or eighty on the Interstate, or anything like that. I wanted to go ahead and push the car to one hundred and twenty, to really feel alive. I’d actually gotten so many tickets that my license had been suspended twice before and since California worked on a point system, it had taken me awhile to get it down where I could drive again.
That's what I thought about driving next to Nick, as he took the corners a little too fast. It made me happy inside, because it had been too long since I had taken a trip like this. It made my heart race a little faster, excited me. Everything about it made me feel better in my own skin. Sharing it with somebody else, even though Nick was a complete stranger really, made it even better somehow. It wasn't enough that I got to go fast, but I got to go fast with a really hot guy, in a really hot truck.
When he finally stopped, I couldn't tell for the life of me where we were. We had long passed up the city and kept going in another direction. I wasn't even sure if we were in the same state anymore. Everything looked the same out here.
“What did you think of that?”
Nick turned to me with this goofy grin on his face, and the next thing I know, I'm kissing him. I took the sides of his face in my hands and pulled him in towards me. We were already close, because of how I was sitting, and I liked the feel of his hot body against mine. His tongue danced in my mouth, and I heard a soft moaning sound escape my lips.
Nick heard it as well and made a growling sound before he pulled me on his lap. It hadn't been much, just a few inches, but it made everything so much more real. It also freaked me out as well.
I pulled my lips away and slid back off of him. The last thing I needed to be doing was climbing around on Nick. He was showing signs of desire that I didn’t know how to deal with. I could feel the extra desire that he had for me. It was quite obviously pressed up against me.
My retreat was quick because I knew I was in a situation that I needed to get out of. He had that look and I was not interested in that. Well, I was interested in it, but that did not mean I was going to be able to follow through. I was only going so far, and I didn't want to have to explain that to anyone.
He of course tried to get me back on his lap because he was thinking about only one thing. That wasn't unusual for men, of course, but I usually didn't care. This time I did for some reason.
“Where are you going? We were just getting to a good part.”
I asked him what we were doing here. I was really trying to get his attention off of me and the kiss we just shared. I knew that it was only going to make things more complicated.
“There is a lookout point not too far from here that I thought you might appreciate. We have to walk the rest of the way, though.”
I was out of the seat and out the door quite quickly. I knew that getting a little bit of space would be for the best. The cabin of the truck was becoming increasingly small.
Hoping that he didn't notice, I asked him about the hike and other things. I was really just babbling if I was honest with myself. I did not want to think about what had happened in the truck. What I still wanted to do with him.
“I didn't do anything wrong today, did I?”
I looked at him a little puzzled because I didn’t know why he would think that. “Wrong? No, why?”
He shrugged. “I don't know, your whole vibe changed pretty quickly and that usually means that I said something I wasn't supposed to.”
“Probably the fact that you aren’t getting the usual response to all that should tell you something. I don't do this sort of thing. Like ever. With anyone.”
“What do you mean?”
I didn't want to get into it, so I just kind of shrugged. It was a good enough of an answer. He didn't need to know everything.
“I just met you. I don't really work that fast.”
“Come on, Betty. Don't do me that way. It's quite clear that we both have the same attraction for each other. There's no sense in prolonging the inevitable.”
We went from a great moment to something else. He was kind of freaking me out, and I had to get a little firmer when he wanted to kiss me again.
“When I say that I don't do this sort of thing, I really don't. Kissing is about as far as it goes with me.”
He had this strange look on his face and because of it, I really didn't want to go any further with the answer. Wasn't that enough? I just wasn't that way, which I knew was hard for some people to imagine. I was quite old to have that sort of thinking, but I couldn't help it. It's just the way it was.
There was this moment, where understanding came over his face and I think it all hit him at once. It wasn't like it was the first time I had to tell somebody this and they all reacted about the same way. It was disbelief. Some men got mad and other men wanted to see me as a challenge. Either way, it didn't do me any good, because I didn't want to be either one of those things.
Finally, he just kind of shrugged and told me that there was no rush.
“No rush, huh?” I eyed the hard length that was protruding out from underneath the jean fabric of his pants. It felt like he was in a rush.
“What do you mean, no rush?”
“There is a reason that we met, Betty, I have to believe that. I know that you don't believe it yet, but I do wholeheartedly. If it takes some more time, that’s okay. I will wait as long as I need to.”
I smiled at him and agreed. I don't know if I really believed it or not, but it sounded good in theory. I was just happy that he wasn't going to act weird now because of what I told him. It wouldn't be the first time that a guy that I was interested in was suddenly not interested in me, because I didn't want to give him what he thought he needed right away. No other man had told me that I was worth waiting for, and I think I melted a little bit with his words.
We walked for a time up to the vantage point. The place was beautiful to look at and the company was even better. It was the first time that I had told somebody my secret, and I didn't feel completely weirded out by it. That was something to be said right there.
Who would have known that I would feel so at home in Montana? I never thought it was possible.
