"Just A City Girl"

[RPgirl2016]

"Just A City Girl"

(this story is for Aussie_Wolf)​

August:

She should have known better!

Taking off on a cross country road trip... alone... in late August... with even the most obliging day time temperatures in the high 90s... in her Ex-Boyfriend's 1977 Chevy Camaro POS... the POS, of course, standing for Piece Of Shit!

She left Los Angeles before dawn and had made it only just a hundred miles beyond Albuquerque before there was a pop in the engine and steam and smoke rolled out, obscuring her view of the latest of back country highways upon which she'd been traveling in an effort to see more than just one freeway overpass after another. For reasons she didn't understand, she got out and popped the hood, leaning in to look down upon the destroyed engine. It wasn't like she had any of that at which she was staring. She knew where the oil went, but that was only because she'd had to put a quart in every morning and every night since leaving.

Suddenly, there was the sound of another car stopping next to her. She smiled politely, then studied the car's occupants a bit harder, then smiled even broader. She smiled politely and said, "I think it's done for. Big loss. I, um... I don't suppose I could get a ride? I'm Mia."

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Troy and Mack Jesop were heading to the next rodeo after competing in Albuquerque the night before when they saw the car broken down on the side of the road. It was lucky for whoever it was that they always traveled the back roads as they hadn't seen another car in hours.

Being the good country boys that they were they couldn't leave a motorist in distress so they politely pulled up beside it and Troy wound down the window on the old Dodge Ram Frontier they drove.

He was surprised to find a stunning looking woman standing in front of a 1977 Chevy camaro that was leaking oil and steam like it was going out of fashion.

"Can we help you miss?" he asked hoping to hell that they could.

She smiled politely and said, "I think it's done for. Big lose. I, um... I don't suppose I could get a ride? I'm Mia."

His smile only got wider as did his brothers as he got out of his seat and clambered into the back and opened the door to the rear of the camper.

"Sure come on in. You will have to excuse the mess," he told her although the place was remarkably clean for two guys on the road. "We competed last night and haven't had a chance to clean up." As she got in he headed back to his seat and Mack started to drive off. "So where are you headed to?"

 

[RPgirl2016]

Mia grabbed her bag from the back seat, her purse from the front, and the keys from the ignition. She looked at the keys for a moment, then began to take the driver's key off, intending to leave it so someone with some guts could more easily adopt the soon to be abandoned car. She examined the other keys: house key to her Ex's place; front and back door keys to the job from which she'd walked away; and storage key to a unit filled mostly with bad memories.

"Fuck it," she said, tossing the entire key ring onto the front seat..

She didn't hesitate to climb up into the motor home. She was from the city. She faced more danger crossing the street to get coffee than she figured these two men offered inside their rolling motel room. Once inside, though, she began to wonder whether this was a good idea.

Cowboys... Oh, fuck.

The rig screamed Country! The men were wearing boot cut jeans, western style shirt with snaps, not buttons, big hats, oversized belt buckles, and pointy toed boots. The motor home featured every stereotype Mia would have expected from them and their culture. Leather chaps. Lariats and lassos. More boots and hats and plaid. There were two leather and rope thingies that made Mia think bondage. She'd never watched bull riding, let alone seen the equipment for the sport up close. There were posters on the walls the ceilings, the chairs... every where, advertising previous rodeos and county fairs.

And, of course, there was country music playing on the stereo. She had only inside the rig for 60 seconds and had already heard lyrics about a cheating girl and a dog in a truck. She'd always thought those were city folk stereotypes of country music, and yet she'd actually heard it!

She looked to Troy and Mack and smiled politely. She said with as much sincerity as she could, "I like it. Comfy."

Mia didn't see herself as better than these two men or any of their type. She only saw herself as... different. Very different.

His smile only got wider as did his brothers as he got out of his seat and clambered into the back and opened the door to the rear of the camper.

"You will have to excuse the mess," the one who introduced himself as Troy told her. "We competed last night and haven't had a chance to clean up."

That explains a lot, she thought, realizing that they weren't just cowboys, they were rodeo cowboys. She'd heard a statistic once that despite baseball being called America's pastime, rodeo was actually seen by more people in the US each year. And right behind it -- or was it ahead of it? -- was NASCAR. She suddenly felt very un-American when she realized that she'd never watched either on television, let alone actually gone to a rodeo or race.

"So where are you headed to?" Troy asked.

Mia didn't immediately answer. She was still milling about the coach, looking at the things the men had collected. On the table, spread out in clear view, was a poster listing the rodeo circuit's stops over the summer months. She saw that Albuquerque had been just the day before and Santa Fe was tomorrow night. She looked at Troy, then at Mack who glanced back over his shoulder from behind the wheel as he pulled away from her abandoned car. Her mind was suddenly flooded with thoughts, memories, dreams, fantasies, and regrets, one of the latter of which had been that Mia had seen so little of the world outside LA, which she'd always thought was the world until just recently.

She smiled to Troy and answered, "Santa Fe. Is that, um... is that going to be out of your way, cuz... you could drop me somewhere if it is?"

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

As Troy sat down he looked at his brother in surprise. Santa Fe was where they were headed nut was not really along the route they were taking. You had to know these roads pretty well to be able to get there from here and this woman sure didn't look the type. In fact she screamed 'City Slicker'.

Still if that was where she wanted to go then they would be happy to oblige. Troy raised an eyebrow and Mack gave a small shrug and in the silent communication of brothers it was settled. "Your in luck Ma'am. That is exactly where we are headed so we can drop you off there. However we have to go straight to the Santa Fe rodeo grounds so I hope that is not too far out of your way."

Then with another look at his brother he swiveled his seat around and looked at her. "I tell you what. Why don't you be our guest and stay for the weekend and watch the Rodeo. My brother and I are bull riders and part time clowns. You can crash here in the RV with us and take in the sights and after the show is done we will take you right where you need to go, what do you say?"

 

[RPgirl2016]

Going... to... the rodeo.

Mia smiled broadly, though she wasn't entirely sure why. Was it because a cowboy clown had asked her to hand out at the country fair and watch him and his brother get thrown to the dirt by a ton of mad cow? Or was it because she was seriously considering taking the offer? What the hell are you thinking, girl? Rodeo was not Mia's normal form of entertainment. She went to dance clubs not hoedowns... Broadway musicals not the Grand Ole Opry. She dined on sushi and French wine not buffalo wings and Budweiser. She went out with stock brokers and fashion designers, not... bull riders and rodeo clowns.

And yet... "I say yes. I'd like that. Sounds... well, it sounds fun."

She took a seat in the love seat sized couch that she was pretty sure folded out to be a too small bed. She and Troy looked at one another for a bit, sharing a smile before he turned back to some talk with his brother that she couldn't hear. She shook her head in disbelief. What the hell? she again asked herself. It had been crazy fleeing LA in the first place, and now she was driving across New Mexico with two strange men in a motor home on her way to a... a rodeo!

Mia turned in her seat and stared out at the passing countryside. It was beautiful, and for the first time in days, she realized that this was the first time she'd actually looked at it. She'd been driving and driving and driving across the Southwest and yet only now, after more than a thousand miles, she was only just now seeing it!

What's wrong with you?

She looked to Troy and Mack again... and her mind quickly began to fill with thoughts of other things she'd never done before. Not all of them involved being naked with a man, but... a few did. And that made her smile. She stood up suddenly, wobbling upon her comfortable driving shoes as she stared at the men who, one after another, peeked back over their shoulders at her. She pointed an accusing finger at Mack, then Troy. "You--! Watch the road. And you--!" She smiled and cocked her head playfully before asking with a grin, "You guys got any beer?"

Mia didn't wait for his response before snatching up her bag and heading for the back of the coach. She stopped in the vinyl accordion door that isolated the back bedroom from the rest of the coach, telling Troy, "I need to change. Is'at okay?"

She pulled the door shut, but found that the magnets that served to hold it closed wouldn't stay clasped. That was when she found the piece of string and a thumb tack pressed into the wood frame. Mia smiled, again shaking her head. Last night she stay in a four star hotel, ate at a five star restaurant, and went home with a nine she'd met in the hotel's bar... a female nine.

Mia opened her bag and dumped it out on the unmade bed, wondering which of the two men got it and which got the couch. Maybe they share? That made her chuckle to herself. Somehow Mia didn't see these two sharing a bed every night. At least, not unless they'd had to stumble back to the coach half blind from a case each of cheap beer.

She dug through her stuff, picking out a tiny thong, a wrinkled, cropped tee shirt, and a tight fitting pair of leggings. She stripped down ready to change, then yawned. She hadn't realized how tired she was. She stuffed her dirty clothes into a plastic grocery sack she kept in her bag, donned a tight fitting pair of lacy, semi-sheer boy shorts, and called to the door, "Hey, guys! Think I'll just take a nap... Okay?"

She pulled back the bedding and slipped inside. She pulled the sheet up to her nose and drew a deep breath. Stetson, she thought. Who would'a guessed. She didn't think she could sleep in a moving vehicle, but...



Mia snapped awake without every having realized she'd been drifting off. She awoke to the feel and sound of... nothing! The motor home had come to a stop. She couldn't imagine they were in Santa Fe already. She crawled out of the bed, sitting on the edge facing the door to stretch her arms high and wide...

Only to suddenly realize that the accordion door had come loose and opened half way during the rough ride... that the two brothers were in the other room at the kitchen table... that they were staring directly at her... and that she was still wearing only a pair of boy shorts! She chuckled nervously, then stood to close the door, saying only, "Oops!"

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Troy and Mack had been watching Mia as she had stumbled around in the back of the van. Troy had been looking over his shoulder and Mack had been taking frequent glances in the rear vision mirror. So frequent that he had almost run off the road several times.

Troy had hit him a few times and told him to keep his eyes on the road, and Mack had just grinned and told him to keep his eyes off. Then they began to chat about the living arrangements.

"Look just how are we supposed to keep a girl in here," Mack asked his older brother. "It is hard enough with just the two of us. I mean we rotate who gets the bed and who gets that bloody couch thing, but we can't expect her to sleep on that, so where is she going to sleep?"

"We will figure that out later," Troy had answered. "Hey if we are lucky maybe she will share the bed with one of us and everything will work out," he said cockily.

Mack glanced at his brother and shook his head. Of the two of them his brother was definitely the ladies man. At every stop it seemed he had some woman willing to sleep with him and sometimes two of them, and together at that. Mack just didn't understand it. He didn't do to bad in that department himself, but it just seemed like the women were drawn to his brother like a moth to a flame.

When Mia interrupted them they both grinned at being caught checking her out but didn't deny it. What was the point? She asked for beer but before Troy could turn and get any from the small fridge she was heading into the back room to change.

Both brothers shrugged wondering exactly what she was changing into, but after ten minutes without her emerging Troy stood up and made his way back to the door.

"You okay in there Mia?" he asked politely tapping on the rickety door. He leaned close and heard soft snores coming from within. Smiling he made his way back to his seat and sat back down. "Sleeping like a baby," he explained to his brother.

Mack smiled and for the next couple of hours the brothers talked about nothing much. They discussed the songs on the radio, the rodeo coming up and what bulls they thought they might get and the best way to ride them. Finally as the sun started going down Mack found a rest area and pulled over.

They moved into the back and grabbed some food out of the fridge and taking it outside soon had some steaks grilling on their portable grill. A short time later they were back inside with three steaks and had pulled out a salad to go with it. Troy was about to get up to wake up Mia when they heard movement from the bedroom.

Both men looked that way and were stunned to see the half naked form of the women as she sat up. They hadn't realized the door had come open, but they also weren't going to pass up the chance to ogle the beautiful woman's body. They were also surprised when she not only didn't raise the blanket straight up, but got out of bed revealing sexy lacy boy shorts, those lingerie ones for women, and then strolled over to the door and closed it with a little laugh and a 'Oops'.

Then looking at each other they grinned widely at each other. Perhaps they did have a chance after all. It was Troy who sang out, "Dinner is on the table when you are ready Mia. Steak and salad tonight. Hope you like it medium rare because that's the only way we know how to cook it."

 

[RPgirl2016]

(For the picture below, imagine Mia without the professional makeup and her hair only half that wild.)

Oh my God! Mia's brain screamed as her hand clamped over her mouth to ensure that it didn't also. Did you REALLY just flash them? She wasn't shy, particularly when it came to flaunting her body. Hell, she went to clubs in LA wearing clothes that would have gotten her arrested in most states for indecent exposure, and often even those clothes were coming off before the dance music had ended. But to flash herself to two strange men in the back of their motor home... Well, that just wasn't Mia!

She found the clothes she'd been planning to don earlier then reconsidered her choice. The cropped top and skin tight leggings had been all too scanty, and the only thing that would have been underneath was a tiny thong. Maybe modesty is due. She pulled out a bra and donned it before adding a blouse that, while still sexy, would cover her a great deal more. She replaced the leggings with a pair of jeans. As she smoothed them over her ass and legs, she realized that these two cowboys would probably find the denim more sexy than the spandex. She chuckled, thinking Give it up, girl. You could don a potato sack and still harden dicks.

She finished her chosen look with a necklace of gold and garnets and her three inch black, open toe heels, stuffing the tennis shoes she'd worn behind the wheel into her bag. She opened the narrow little door to the tiny bathroom -- little more than a toilet and a tiny counter with a pump-faucet sink -- and found a cracked, full length mirror on the back of it. She turned this way and that, checking her curves. The push up bra and blouse showed off her impressive cleavage; and despite being more substantial than the tights, the jeans showed off the curves of her ass and her long, shapely legs. She thought to herself, Oughta work for a couple of rodeo clowns, I guess.

She stepped out into the motor coaches main room and hesitated a moment. She wasn't intentionally giving them time to ogle, but if they did she wasn't going to complain. Mia liked the way men looked at her. She smiled at their reaction and moved over toward the table. One of the brothers leaped to his feet, gesturing her to the inside of the small booth that would be one of their beds later tonight. She thanked him, scooted inside, and looked to the plate. "I'm surprised, boys. This is... well... unexpected! I figured you were the Greasy Spoon types... burger joint at a freeway exit... milkshakes... fries."

As she'd been talking, Mia had been cutting into the steak, which turned out to be very tender. She took a small bit into her mouth, and her eyes opened wide. She looked between the two of them. "Whose responsible for this...? De-lish-ous!"

The dinner was nice, as was the company. Mia asked each of the brothers about being both bull riders and clowns; asked about from where they'd come and to where they were heading; and, with a devilish smirk, about their love lives. "Girl friends...? Wives...?" She chuckled, adding, "Boyfriends maybe? Hey, I'm a city girl. I've seen it all."

And she told them about herself... or, at least what she was willing to let them know. She'd grown up in Malibu, the daughter of a record producer and a former dancer. "There was always some celebrity visiting. Singers, musicians... it was never boring." She told them a bit about her high school years, being a cheer leader and prom queen, but she skipped the part about sleeping with the chemistry teacher for an "A" and slipping a heavy dose of diarrhea medication to her co-valedictorian so that she alone could stand up before the school for that all important moment.

"College was fun," she said, donning a devilish smirk before blushing and cracking out laughing. She could regale them with tales of partying and men -- and women! -- until the sun dropped and rose again but instead only told them, "I made it out alive, unmarried, and childless... so let's leave it at that."

When one of them asked whether she had a boyfriend -- and the other laughed and, turning the tables, asked if she had a girl friend -- Mia became a bit more sober. She maintained her smile, but it was feigned and lacking sincerity.

"I did," she said simply, rising from the table to retrieve three fresh beers from the little fridge. She popped the caps and distributed the bottles, studying the two men for a bit before continuing. "We were getting married. This June. It, um... Well, it didn't work out. I, um... I'm not really too interested in saying much more... if y'all don't mind.'

She laughed at her use of the word y'all and the poorly faked country accent with which she'd spoken it. Suddenly, her face lit up remembering the conversation she'd had with a couple when she took a walk earlier out to the rest stop's restrooms. "Ten miles up the road there's a little town. They've got a tavern... cold beer, dance floor, juke box full of both old and new country." She sounded as if she was selling a car. "Whatcha say we swing in? You could teach me... whadda they call it... Line Dancing? And I could teach you... Well, probably not much, but--" She turned to offer her profile to them for just a flash before turning back and said, "I've been told I look really good on the dance floor in these."

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

The boys watched her walk out and their mouths dropped open then shut with audible clicks. They had both been expecting her to appear in some high fashion outfit from some store they had never heard of. Now here she was looking like every country boys wet dream.

As she looked around Troy stood up and offered her a seat. One because he was the closest to her. Two because his Mother had drilled manners into him early, but three mainly because it put her between the two of them.

As they talked and joked she mentioned about the type of food she thought they would eat. Mark just smiled at her. "Yeah most people think we do eat that junk, and occasionally we visit a few really good places we know. Seriously though, if we ate it every day we would become too big to compete anymore. We have to keep lean and healthy."

She then complemented them on the food and Mark blushed again. "Thank you. It was my turn to cook tonight. I always say I cook the better steaks, but Troy is the master when it comes to ribs."

Troy laughed. "Better believe it little brother. It's all in the sauce and I am still not giving you my recipe."

They both laughed about her question on their love life. "Married, no were not married. Hell we're to young for that. Girlfriends however are a different story,"Troy answered. He smirked a little and hitched his pants up. "I don't mean to brag but I do very well for myself, while my little brother over there lags well behind but does okay."

They listened to her story and both realized that the word Boyfriend was very touchy at the moment. Bad breakup was written all over her, so when she suggested hitting the bar they just nodded and quickly downed their beers.

Troy took over the driving duties to give Mark a rest and within minutes they were pulling up outside the tavern. The sounds of country music floated out the door as well as people having a good time.

All three got out and the boys offered Mia an arm each. "Well let's go have some fun and we can teach you how to dance properly little lady." Troy smiled at her as they headed in.

 

[RPgirl2016]

Mia smiled broadly as each of the brother's offered her a crooked elbow. She took them both, and they headed inside. She'd never been inside a Country-fied tavern before. She'd never even seen one in a movie or music video. So, after her eyes adjusted to the lower lighting, Mia smiled wide, then laughed happily.

"Oh myyy..." she said, releasing the clasped elbows and leading the two men deeper inside.

It was amazing! The hats, the boots, the belt buckles, the denim... and that was just the men! The women were spectacular in what ever they wore: tight fitting, second skin pants, mid-thigh length shirts, high rising, cheek hugging hot pants, cropped tops, deep cleavage, and heels, whether on strap dancing shoes or cowgirl boots.

A country song from the juke box was flooding the tavern from speakers seemingly every where. The floor about the bar was littered with peanut shells. And the bar itself was crowded by bottles, cans, and glasses of beer of varying shades.

By the time she reached the edge of the dance floor, Mia's ass was already beginning to shift back and forth to the beat of the song. She was surprised by the rockish beat to it, not knowing that the line between country and rock had blurred severely over the past couple of decades. She turned to face the brothers, her hips swaying even more as she continued to edge toward the floor. She wore a huge, delighted smile as she reached a hand out toward them and curled a finger in invitation.

"One of y'all get me a beer!" she called over the music, making a feeble attempt at a country accent. "And the other of ya get out her and twirl me about."

She laughed happily, turned away from them, and danced her way out onto the floor, unsure of which would come out to take hold of her...

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Troy and Mack had already talked about what they would do at the Tavern. It was pretty simple. Troy as the eldest had first dance while Mack was to buy the first round. From then on they would alternate songs and rounds until she either indicated a preference for one of them or the night came to an end.

So as Mia headed to the floor Troy followed her and Mack headed for the bar and ordered three beers. Then looking around he found a nice booth that hadn't been taken yet in a back corner, but near the dance floor. He secured it and had just taken the first swallow of his beer when the song finished and another took it's place. Troy came out of the crowd and waved him over pointing towards the middle of the floor. "Tag your it little brother."

For the next three hours the three of them danced up a storm. Normally the brothers swapped out but every now and again Mia would keep them both on the floor with her or they would all take a break while they re hydrated. The boys had shown her how to line dance, and she had shown them how to simulate having sex on a dance floor. It had drawn some strange looks from the people around them but by that time they were all too drunk to care.

Suddenly it seemed they were calling for last drinks and the final song of the night. Troy smiled as a slow song came on and it was his turn to dance. "Ahh fuck you have all the luck you bastard," Mack fake punched his brother. Smiling he looked at Mia on the floor and whispered to his brother, "Grab her ass for me too. I am going to head out back to drain the lizard. See ya back in the RV."

Troy hardly heard his brother as he made his way out to Mia and grabbed her hips and started swaying to the music with her. He longed to reach around her and feel her ass between his hands and grind his pelvis against her, but no matter how hot and heavy their dancing had gotten tonight the vibe had always been friendly not sexual so he kept it that way now. The stiffness in his jeans may have given away his true thoughts on the subject but he would respect her wishes.

 

[RPgirl2016]

(OOC: Do not open the pic link below unless you are in a safe place. I doubt that it is actually her, but it is a great depiction.)

"Tag," Troy said, just barely loud enough for Mia to hear. She smiled as he finished, "your it, little brother."

The younger of the two good looking cowboys came to the floor and Mia laughed as he took over swinging her around the floor. Mia was surprised at how well she picked up the country moves. Some were the same as she typically made in her LA dance clubs, and others were easily learned variations. Others were most definitely hoedown reserved!

"Teach me to line dance!" she called to the brother in the booth as the others began lining up for a song just starting.

She clutched the hand of the brother already with her and fell in between them, laughing and hooting with the others as she fumbled around the floor like the inexperienced city girl she was. Her background in dancing saved her, though, and by the end of the song Mia looked like a natural. They rarely stopped moving over the course of three hours, and by the time the bartender announced last call, Mia thought she was going to simply fall into the booth and never get out.

"Ahh, fuck, you have all the luck, you bastard," she heard Mack say to his brother. As Troy took Mia's hand and urged her out for a slow dance, the younger whispered, "Grab her ass for me too. I am going to head out back to drain the lizard. See ya back in the RV."

Mia's mind had been filled with all kinds of fantasies about the brothers. She could never in a million years have imagined that her day would turn out this way. She was drinking and flirting and spooning two cowboys... two cowboy brothers! And more shockingly, she wanted to fuck both of them! Troy took her into his arms, and though he maintained a portion of gentlemanly distance between them, their movements made it obvious to Mia that he had a log inside those tight fitting jeans that he would love for her to sit upon.

"C'mon," she told him, turning away and pulling him behind her by the hand.

She led him through the crowd with determination, out the door, and across the parking lot and up into the old motor coach without a word. She only released her grip on Troy when she headed for the bedroom, already beginning to strip for him. By the time he closed the coach's door and caught up with Mia, she was out of her heels, topless and pushing both her thong and her jeans down her long legs to the floor. She stood tall, still sweaty from the dancing and warm night, presenting her nude form in all its glory.

"Make love to me, Troy," Mia purred as she moved back to sit on the bed. She smirked devilishly as she opened her thighs to show her glistening pussy. She cocked her head a bit before finishing, "But... start on your knees first."

She leaned back, supporting herself on armed locked behind her and rolled her hips, already excited by what she hoped would be a good eating out.

 

[Aussie_Wolf]

Troy smiled. He had been praying all night this would happen and it looked like his prayers had been answered. Still he was not prepared for just how beautiful Mia looked naked. God she was like an Angel come to life and he just stood there for a few seconds admiring her before what she had said finally penetrated his brain.

His smile got wider and he tossed his hat into the corner as he lowered himself to his knees. "Yes Ma'am. After all it is polite to eat something so beautifully presented to you, don't you think?"

Troy leaned forward and gently began nibbling on her inner thighs and all around her cleanly shaven lips. He loved how she had left a small, neat, landing strip of hair above her pussy, but for now he concentrated on what was below it.

Finally after teasing her for a few minutes he slid his tongue into her swollen pussy and licked it from bottom to top and getting his first taste of her.

She was rather sweet, with just a hint of tartness and Troy smiled as he went back for more. He licked her the same way, each time pushing his tongue in a little deeper until he had inserted it all the way in.

He kept his pace deliberately slow, teasing her and prolonging her enjoyment. Now he used his fingers to spread her lips wide apart and thrust his tongue as deep inside of her as he could and lapped at her walls, cleaning them of her sweet tasting juices.

He felt her hips bucking and moving and smiled. It was like riding a bull only with his face and tongue, and he was definitely going to make it last more than eight seconds.

Finally he moved his tongue up to her now engorged clitoris and began to lick it in long broad slow strokes, teasing her again. Then he sucked it into his mouth and worked it over with the tip of his tongue rapidly before nibbling it with his lips and softly with his teeth.

His younger brother had always wondered why he was able to pick up women so easily and this was why. After their first season and circuit he had quite the reputation and no end of women willing to see if he lived up to the hype. None had yet to go away displeased.