ICY ROADS (part 1)
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By jonnybaby
As John drove along the icy mountain road, he looked back on his first semester of college and looked forward to his Christmas break. His first semester had been hard for him. Being only 3'3 seemed to make every- thing difficult for him. Things had gotten better as the semester had gone on, but he was very much looking forward to his time off. He could not wait to go home to the meal that his grandmother had waiting for him.
Lost in his thoughts, John didn't see the deer in the road until he was right on top of it. In a flash he jerked the wheel, sending his brown Chevette spinning into a tree by the side of the road. Before he passed out, he cursed the deer as he watched it go bounding off into the woods, almost mocking him.
"Hey!" John felt someone shaking his shoulder. "Hey, little boy, are you okay?!" The shaking soon roused him. John lazily looked over in the direction the woman's voice was coming from. His jaw almost dropped as he saw one of the most beautiful women he had ever laid eyes on. She had opened his car door and acted as though she had been trying to rouse him for some time.
"Why were you driving, honey? Only grown-ups are supposed to drive, sweety," she informed him in a concerned voice.
"I'm not a little boy!" John said indignantly as he touched his the spot on his forehead that was in intense pain. When he brought his fingers down, he saw blood. After a little shudder of pain he continued, "I was driving home from AU when I almost hit this deer, and-"
"You're a COLLEGE student?!" the woman asked, amazed. "My God, you could pass for a TODDLER! Aren't you just the cutest thing?" she squealed as a smile exploded onto her face.
"Please, I'm in trouble here," John said, annoyed. "I'm supposed to be home for Christmas. My grandmother's expecting me!" he wailed.
"Hey, now, slow down, honey," the woman said. "I stopped because I thought whoever it was might need help. But your car is in no condition to drive anywhere, young man, and most of the roads ahead are closed. There's a huge blizzard about to come through."
"What am I going to do?!" John wailed. "My grandmother's going to be worried sick about me!" He was starting to panic.
"Tell you what," the woman said after a short pause, "You can come home with me. You can stay with my daughter and I until your car can get fixed. I'll let you call your grandmother, too. What do you say?"
John thought for a moment. What choice did he have? It was either stay there and pray for another car to come by, or go with this lady and have a warm bed and a meal.
"Thank you," John finally said, "that sounds nice. Let me get a few things and I'll be ready.
"I'm Jessica. Jessica Howe," the woman said.
"I'm John Gordon," John said as he stepped out of the car. That was all he said, however, as he soon found himself looking up....and up...and up at Ms. Howe's smiling face. "My GOD! I wonder how tall she is?!" he wondered.
"John, it is nice to meet you," she said as she actually bent down to shake his hand.
"Um..." John started, "not to seem rude, but just how tall are you , ma'am?" John asked while trying not to stutter.
She just grinned that gorgeous grin and said, "7'4. I get asked that a lot. My daughter looks like she's catching up, though. She's already 6'11 and only 15 years old."
John suddenly felt a slight feeling of dread. Normally, any man would be dreaming of something like this, but John was becoming unnerved fast. The thought of being with women so tall and so powerful almost frightened him. Dismissing the feelings, he reached in the back seat and grabbed his suitcase. Once they were in Jessica's car, John's suitcase in the back seat, they were on their way. Jessica made small talk with him, asking him about school and other things. John tried to be acomodating, but the truth was he was still feeling uneasy. Taking notice of this, Jessica finally just asked, "Nervous, sweety?"
"'Sweety?' Who does she think she is?" he thought to himself.
"Uh, no ma'am. I mean,...no Jessica," he spat out unconvincingly. I'm just worried about my car. Will it be okay there?"
"Don't worry your little head about it, honey, I'm sure it'll be fine.
You just try and have some relaxation at Auntie Jesse's house," she smiled.
"Please don't talk to me like that. I'm not a baby, you know," John said indignantly. "I'm 19, and a freshman in college."
"Of course, honey. Sorry, I just can't get over your size. You're just so cute, I just want to keep you forever," she squealed as she pinched his cheek.
"Please, would you STOP that!" John almost yelled as he brushed her hand away. She immediately slammed down the breaks, almost causing John to hit his head on the dashboard.
"Listen here, you ungrateful little man, I'm going out of my way to give you a nice place to stay, some home cooked meals, and some company while your car gets fixed. It wouldn't be out of the question to ask for some courtesy, now would it? And I swear that if you want to act like a baby, you just keep it up and see what happens."
John didn't quite know what to say. He was almost paralyzed with fear. He wanted to say something, but he was afraid to.
"Well?" Jessica finally asked. "Are you going to act like a big boy, or are you going to talk back to someone trying to help you?"
Still John could think of nothing to say.
"I'm WAITING. Around here people respond when their elders ask them something."
"Say something!" John's mind screamed at him, but no words would form in his mouth.
"Fine! Have it your way, little man!" she exclaimed. With that, she unbuckled John's seatbelt, and pulled him over to her. Before he knew what was happening, she had pulled down his pants and underwear, right there in the front seat and put him across her knee.
~SPANK~SPANK~SPANK~
Her hand came down hard on John's bottom as he began to scream and cry in pain.
~SPANK~SPANK~SPANK~
He tried kicking his legs to no avail.
~SPANK~SPANK~SPANK~
She finally pulled his pants back up, put him back over on his side of the seat, and put his seatbelt on him as John just sat there blubbering over the treatment he had just recieved from this beautiful, powerful woman. He cried in shame and pain as they drove on in silence.
Thirty minutes later, they arrived at a big house on a hill. Jessica drove the car up into the driveway and parked. John was still a little red in the face and moist in the eyes. They sat there in silence for a minute. "I'm sorry, honey," Jessica finally said, "but I don't appreciate being spoken to in an ugly manner. I'm just trying to help you, you know. You do know that, don't you sweety?" She put her finger under his chin, forcing him to look at her. "Do you understand, sweetheart?"
John still didn't like the way that she was talking to him like he were and infant, but he didn't want to recieve another series of spankings. He finally nodded yes. She looked at him for a minute, then kissed him on the forehead. "Come on, let's get you inside," she said.
"What about my suitcase?" John sniffled.
"We'll take care of that later, honey. Come on inside and meet my daughter." With that, she got out of the car, walked around to the passenger door, and opened it for John.
As John stepped out of the car, he immediately found himself up to his waist in snow. He attempted to walk, and fell right on his face.
"Poor little guy," Jessica said to nobody in particular. She then bent down, and before he knew it, picked up John under his armpits. She then started walking towards the front door.
"Wha...what are you d..doing?" John managed to get out as she shifted him onto her hip so that she could open the door.
"Opening the door. What does it look like, silly?" she laughed as she pushed the door open and stepped into the warm house out of the cold. John then expected her to put him down, but she didn't. "Carrie," she suddenly called into the house, "I have someone here to meet you." John then heard loud, bounding footsteps come towards his position. Before he knew it, an incredibly beautiful and incredibly large teenage girl came bounding around the corner, her ponytail bouncing up and down.
(too be continued?)
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