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It was a cloudy Friday afternoon. I was driving to my brother’s house for the Jackson Family Reunion. I had already been on the road for several hours, and was starting to get tired, and I could also use a fill up on fuel.
I thought I would stop at the next exit that I came to. I get off the exit and pull into the service station. I get out of the car, and stretch my legs a bit while the car is filling up. I walk into the store and pay for the gas and grab a cup of coffee.
By the time I got ready to leave the store it had already started sprinkling rain. I was searching for the entrance ramp to get back on the highway, when I spotted her. A young blond haired woman, probably between her late teens and early twenties.
She was standing outside of her car with the hood raised, all the while cursing at the vehicle. May I be of some assistance? I asked. No Tha–She started to reply. MR. ROBERTS? Who? I questioned. Mr. Roberts. Boy, am I ever glad to see you. Could you take a look at my car please?
Um–Young lady–Michelle. she replied. You know that. She Laughed. M-Michelle. I think you have me confused with someone else. I tried to correct her. ALWAYS the comedian aren’t you Mr. Roberts. I was almost as confused as she was now. I told her I’m not a mechanic, but I’ll take a look at it.
Just as I thought. I had already told her I wasn’t a mechanic. I had no clue what the problem was. I don’t know what the problem is, but there’s a service station about a mile up the road here. I can drop you off there if you’d like. I told her.
No Mr Roberts! That’s no good. I can’t be late for work again. Would you do me a HUGE favor. Take me back home, let me change clothes, and give me a ride to work. PLEASE..She pleaded. It was starting to rain harder and her clothes was starting to stick to her body. I keep trying to tell–Once again interrupted by her. P-lease!! She looked up at me with puppy dog eyes.
OK. I agreed. GREAT! She squealed. Thank you Mr. Roberts. She nearly ran to me and put her arms around me and squeezed. I just hoped she didn’t feel the wood she was giving me.
She jumps into the passenger side of my car and says. Nice. Is this new? I’m going to need direction to your home. I tell her. She Laughs. Oh yeah Mr. Roberts. Like you’ve only been there a million times. What’s wrong? Is your Alzheimer’s finally acting up on you? She replies Jokingly.
I give up. Just humor me Michelle. I retort. She gives me directions to her house and in a few minutes I pull up in the driveway. There doesn’t appear to be anyone home, but I tell her that I’ll just wait in the car anyway.
No way Mr Roberts! Kim would kick my but if I let her dad sit out in the car in the rain. Come on in I won’t be very long. I let out a sigh. Hoping I’m not making a terrible mistake.
We walk to her front door which she opens with a key, and then enter her house while she pulls off her jacket and throws it toward the couch. Make yourself at home Mr. Roberts. I’ll be out shortly. she said.
I start walking around the living room, looking at some pictures when suddenly I stop dead in my tracks. On the mantle is a picture that made me take a step back. It was the picture of a man, that very well could have been my twin.
There were some differences, but the resemblance was eerie. The picture had, who I now assumed to be. Mr. Roberts with his arms around Michelle, and A raven haired beauty who I again assumed to be his daughter Kim.
I was almost in a daze as I took the picture off the mantle, and started down the hall towards Michelle’s room. I had completely forgotten about Michelle changing clothes. That is until I got closer to her half open door.
She certainly was a beautiful young lady. Medium length blond hair, and although maybe not super model looks. She was definitely the girl next door. I stood there in amazement, as she walked in front of the mirror, in nothing but her red lace bra and panties.
I gasped as she reached an arm behind her back, and undid the clasp of her bra. Very nice young tits. About 34C I’d guess. I dropped the picture to the floor as her bra fell uncovering those beautiful globes.
MR. ROBERTS!!! What are you doing!!? Michelle screamed at me. She had noticed me in the mirror, and was now scrambling to get her clothes back on.
Then it hit me. This beautiful, half-naked girl thinks I’m someone else. I could practically do anything to her and get away with it. I bent over and grabbed the picture and walked into her room.
MMMMR. Roberts. She stammered. I rrrealy need to get ready for work. As she done her best to cover her nakedness with her hands. WWWhats going on?
You’ve been teasing me all day, wanting me to take you here, and run you there. All the while pressing your breasts against my body. WWhat? Mr. Roberts I-I would never do..All you said all day is so for me.
Well. Let me ask you. What’s in it for me?
I’ll finish the story later..Hope you like it so far..