"Voodoo One Down" (closed)

Luke: an even 6' and weighing 180 pounds. He was a little thin for his frame, but worked out when he could. Dirty blond hair and having just turned 31 he did odd jobs around the small lake where he lived. Sort of a do-all handyman of sorts.


After a nice dinner in the city he dropped his fiancé, Logan off at the hospital where she worked the nightshift. They were madly in love and had gotten engaged 8 months ago. He knew she would be happier living closer to the city and her work, but he loved it out here in the more secluded area around the small lake.

It was a 35 mile drive back to his cabin home and he decided to make a loop around the lake to kill some time. Traffic was light, there was a cloud covering that made it darker than usual. The moon only peaking out in short intervals to gleam off the water.

Luke turned the long curvy bend at the apex of the road and saw something in front of him. Not sure if it was an animal, or a person he slowed as his car approached. At the same time a carful of teenagers came from the other direction.

They arrived just before he did. Turning on his high beams and rolling down the window to get a better look.

"Help," she would mumble as the humans approached her.

The car of teenagers, upon seeing me, sped away. They had either been drinking, of they didn't want to get involved as it looked as if the lady by the side of the road had been injured in some manner.

With her hand raised, she just kept mumbling "Help … help."

Luke gazed at the injured woman, he could see despite her wounds that she was quite beautiful. "Are you hurt Miss? Can I help?" She looked as if she might pass out at any moment.
 
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Luke stared at the injured girl. He wasn’t sure what to think as she stammered on: “Help me. Please. My … my husband … he beat me. Please. Take me safe. Take me someplace safe." Her words broken and sparse. He couldn’t tell if she was foreign or just too hurt to form coherent sentences.

He looked about to be sure that her husband wasn’t around if indeed, he did put her in this condition. His first thought was to call 911, but he knew the cell service up here was sketchy at best and with this cloud cover would be non-existent.

He thought about putting her in his truck and driving her to Logan’s hospital to get cleaned up, but that was a good 40 minutes back to the city from here. She didn’t look in good enough shape to make that journey

He looked about to be sure that her husband wasn’t around if indeed, he did put her in this condition. His first thought was to call 911, but he knew the cell service up here was sketchy at best and with this cloud cover would be non-existent.

She went on about “no police” and was adamant about that. Saying her husband was police? Luke knew all the local authorities, hell he knew almost everyone anywhere around the lake. Having done odd jobs for most of them.

Luke could fix just about anything. He pondered if he could fix her. Then she pleaded for shelter and safety just before passing out on the road. He thought to himself that it wasn’t probably the best idea, but Luke was a fixer. He scooped up the pretty, disheveled girl and put her into his truck. He would drive her home and see if he could get her cleaned up and revived.
 
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Luke had cleaned her up as best he could. He had cleaned and dressed her wounds with the first aid kit that Logan had made him keep on hand at all times. He thought she needed stitches on her severely split lip, he would let her decide on that when she woke up.

Her eye looked worse, he had put an ice pack on it. She didn’t even budge when he did so. He even thought about removing her blouse and sewing it for her. He was so good at repairing any and everything. He decided it wouldn’t be appropriate. After all what would Logan say if he were to take off her top and leave her in just the skimpy bra that was highly visible to him as she laid in the guest room.

He noticed the time. Almost time to drive back to the city to pick his fiancé up from her shift. They had plans to spend the day together in the city. He had gotten no sleep as he attended to the strange girl. He wondered just who she was and where she had come from.

Showing no signs of movement Luke didn’t know what to do with her next. He could just leave her there with a note explaining when he would be back. Could he trust a complete stranger in his house. Luke was always a little to giving in his ways and it had burned him on more that one occasion.

He went out to the driveway and started up his truck. Then went back inside to check up on her one more time before leaving. “Hello” she said. “Thank you for your help”. Luke just stared at her. He had so many questions, and no time to ask them.
 
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Luke looked at his watch. He always ran early. He figured he had at least 15 minutes before he truly had to leave and probably would be good with 25.

“The truck just needs to warm up.” He told her. He had a hundred questions for the broken beauty as she still laid on the bed in his guest room. “I need to drive into town. I am spending the day with my girlfriend.... well fiancé that is. I’m not sure if you should move about too much today. You took quite a hit it seems.” He wanted to question her about the spousal abuse she had claimed. Again he did not recognize her at all and couldn’t think of any of the local police in the area that might be married to her.

“My name is Luke.” He informed her. “You are more than welcome to spend today here and relax. I won’t probably be home until late evening.” Again he thought to himself, what would Logan think of that decision? She was always on him for being too giving. Luke was generous to a fault. He wasn’t the smartest man. A couple years of junior collage, and that mostly shop type classes.

“I don’t think you have a concussion, but you should still stay laying down today. There are a few clothes in the closet that Logan... my fiancé has kept here. I could sew your blouse for you when I return.” He blushed a little when he pointed out the tear and her bra showing. “Or you could wear one of my shirts while I fix it.”

Luke pondered again just where she may have come from. “I don’t really think you are from around here.” He stated abruptly. “I pretty much know all the locals.” Giving her a little of a concerned look. “I’m trusting that you won’t rip me off if I leave you here alone for the day?” His words more of a question than a statement.
 
“My name is Amy Roberts, and my husband did beat me up, but you're right, I'm not from around here." This statement from her made Luke feel better about things. He knew for certain that she wasn’t a local. Her admitting as much left him feeling easier about offering to let her stay in his home alone for the day.

Again he looked to his watch to check the time. He had to be on the road in the next 10 minutes or he would surely be late picking up Logan, and Luke never ran late as a matter of pride. Still he wasn’t quite convinced of her story. At times she sounded as if she were from another country. She certainly didn’t have a Texas twang in her speech. Of course Luke told himself that she could have come from anywhere and still be living in Dallas.

Luke would however take her for her word and not search out “her true story”. Logan, would NOT be so accommodating. He knew his “Lover”, as Amy had described his fiancé would want to know every little fact about this strange woman that he had rescued from the night.

He had graciously offered to let her wear some of Logan’s things, but she had asked to wear his clothing instead. He smiled and lead her back into his room to find her something that wouldn't be to bulky on her frame. He smiled to himself realizing that she was a good deal bigger up top than Logan, and one of his fiancés tops would bind quite tightly on her in that area.

Luke opened the drawer for his workout clothes and pulled out a pair of shorts with a draw string and a Colorado Rockies t-shirt and turned to hand them to her. He stopped mid-sentence in telling her where the shower was when he noticed she was completely naked, and gorgeous.

“Amy, there is a shower and bath.......”. His jaw dropped, he turned red and he knew he was going to be late picking up Logan.
 
Luke couldn’t help but stare at the model type figure of the naked beauty before him. Nor could he help the instant growth in his own pants revealing his arousal. Luck had never had any trouble attracting the ladies. Early in his high school years he was always making progress with any girl he fancied.

This was different though. He would always make the first move. He would always initiate any sexual desires. Except with Logan that is. Was that why they had become such the perfect fit. Logan had pursued him, she was different and very secure in her sexual prowess that way.

No she hadn’t just turned up naked before him, as Amy was right now. Even the failed attempt to cover her most intimate areas only aroused Luke all the more. Was she really trying to seduce him right here and now. She knew he was engaged and in love.

And why did she, at times, struggle for words? As if she didn’t have a grasp on the English language, or even the human language for that matter. Not being a deep thinker that thought came and passed quickly.

“Please forgive me. How do I correct my error?” She asked. Was it an error? Was it a failed attempt to seduce him, or was she really just naive to the fact that being naked in a man’s bedroom was paramount to saying “Hey, let’s fuck.”
 
Luke could do nothing more than stare as Amy again uncovered and showed her tits and pussy to him. "I can see that this is making you uncomfortable." Well yes the throbbing in his nether regions were becoming quite painful. If he weren't engaged and so happy about it he would throw her on the ground right now and fuck her until the sun went down.

"I will use the shower room to clean my body now. Thank you." Again her words were just not quite right, It was clear she was intelligent. Had the hits she received last night effected her in a longer term then one would expect?

Again Luke's short train of thought diminished as she turned and walked down the hallway with her perfect little naked ass swaying just in front of him. Then she didn't even close the door as she began to soap and sponge herself off. He reminded himself of the Seinfeld episode where George couldn't look away as a nurse gave a sponge bath to his mothers roommate in the hospital.

Nor could Luke look away, as she washed. Lifting and washing each boob, he could see clearly in the mirror. Then when she reached behind and spread her ass cheeks to get her bottom good and clean.... well Luck just had to reach and adjust his cock before it ripped through his jeans.

With his hand still in his pants she said, such a nonchalant way: "Do you have food?" she called over her shoulder. Her stomach had been growling off and on. "If you have food, I could eat. Or, do you need to go to your lover?"

"Shit!" Luke exclaimed as he looked at his watch. He would be at least 20 minutes late. "Please... Help yourself to anything in the kitchen." he called out as he turned and headed down the hallway. "I should be back around 5:00 tonight." and he was out the door and away in his truck.

He drove as fast as he could while maintaining his safety. It took half of the 40 minute drive before his cock calmed down as the thought of Amy's perfect naked body played over and over in his mind.
When he got out of the mountain terrain his phone began to signal that he had texts, but he didn't want to stop to read them and he never read them while driving.

By the time he pulled up to the hospital entrance Logan was sitting out front looking both a little worried and a lot annoyed. "Logan, Honey.... I'm so sorry for being late. You are never going to believe the night I had."
 
Luke listened to her rants about work and her multiple need to change her scrubs. They had an agreement, not to talk about the bad times, she always seemed to get in a snippet or two anyways. He didn’t mind at all. His love for her was deep and sincere.

She apologized as she usually did. Then she asked: “Why do I smell Insanity?” Her question did not sink in with Luke. He never bought or paid attention to perfumes. He thought to himself that Amy was definitely different, but she didn’t act insane.

Luke yawned, just then realizing that he hadn’t gotten even a wink of sleep last night. Of course they were playing on level ground now as Logan too had been up all night. But she was used to these hours, he was not.

Perplexed by the look she was giving him, he simply told her straight out: “I picked up a badly beaten, or hurt woman on the road around the lake last night. She said her husband had done it to her, but there was no sign of him. She passed out, so I loaded her in the truck and took her home so I could help clean her wounds. She pretty much slept the whole night away.” He rambled on, “She is still at the house. I told her to relax and eat something and that I would be back home after I dropped you back off for work tonight.”

As if nothing out of the ordinary had happened he inform d his fiancé of his picking up a stranger and leaving her unaccompanied at his house.
 
Luke knew that Logan was both highly intelligent and also a little high strung. So when she threw her little mini fit he was not taken aback by it. He even laughed, albeit only inwardly when everyone around the truck stared.

As Logan strapped herself back in and told him to drive home he realized that he probably could have brought the whole matter up a little slower and with a little better detail.

"She was badly injured and unconscious dear," He explained. "The clouds had blocked out any possible cell service. I couldn't call to get help for her." He was playing on her medical professionalism when he asked: "You wouldn't want me to leave her there on the road all alone would you?"

Luke made the short 5 minute drive to his fiancés' apartment. Hoping she would calm down and be able to help him figure out what to do next.
 
They drove the short distance in an eerie silence. Luke could tell she was upset with him, he wasn't altogether sure why though? Sure he was half an hour late and all picking her up. But for a very good reason. Well Amy standing there naked and him speechless and motionless, other that his dick growing uncontrollably in his pants that is.

It was beginning to stir again just thinking of that naked beauty. His only thought right now was getting Logan naked and into her bed with him. Then: "Let's go to your house, Luke. Whatcha say?"

What could he say, well he did try.... "Gee Logan, I didn't get any sleep last night. How about we go up and get in bed for a couple hours and then head out to the cabin?" He was hoping for an hour of hot sex and then a couple of deep sleep.
 
Luke had hoped he could get rid of the sexual tension that now had his balls aching. Logan obviously had other ideas in mind. He was never good at figuring out girls moods. Usually he didn’t even try. With Logan it was different though. He really did want to make and keep her happy at all times.

He mumbled to himself why couldn’t she at least keep the bathroom door open like Amy did so he could at least watch her when she was naked. He was in love with her and he adored her body and her beautiful soft red hair. Her body was no where near the specimen that Amy walked around with. But he was more than satisfied.

Luke grabbed a beer from the fridge, turned a game on the tv and found his hand down inside his dreams as he thought, not only of his cute fiancé, naked in the next room, but also of the gorgeous Amy sponge bathing her naked body in all its glory in front of him.

He felt his cock grow to full length as he rubbed himself to his thought. Thinking better than to finish himself off, he stopped mid tug and fell asleep there in her chair with his hand still buried inside his jeans and holding his still semi erect member.
 
Luke was in a deep sleep. A result of staying up all night to watch over Amy and making sure her condition didn’t worsen. He cared that much about people, even strangers. The fact that she was drop dead beautiful, and not the least bit afraid to show that in all its glory, didn’t hurt to enhance that helpfulness.

A glass on glass glang, both awakened and startled him out of his sleep. As he regained consciousness, he focused on his lovely bride to be dropping her towel and standing the naked before him. The second pretty girl to do so in the last few hours.

Only it was different with Logan. This was the lady he planned to spend the rest of his life with. The girl that had convinced his mind that she could be the only one from then on. The woman that would bore his children.

His hand never moved from his cock. Sure he was a bit embarrassed to be caught like this. But her nakedness put the need for touch there deep into his physique. They had talked about masturbation on many an occasion. Funny, how it seemed to be one of their favorite bedroom topics. Telling each other tales of this or that that got them hornet enough to pleasure themself. Or those times when Logan had to work double shifts, they would talk, and even sometimes act out the full process to orgasm

They had never sat before each other and actually done so for the other. It was high on their fuckit list, but they always got too sexed up to get very far into the act when they were together.

Luke squeezed his growing member as he took in Logan’s small pert breasts. Her nipples stiff and pointing to him, calling to him. Her legs slightly spread and the small tuft of light orange pubic hair inviting him home

As she reached for his waistband, all Luke could do was to raise up his ass to accommodate her, and give his now fully erect shaft a long slow pull. He knew his fire pole would very soon be inside of her fire pit as he thought of their pet names for their sex.
 
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