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She smiled to herself as she drove her top of the range jeep down the narrow desert road leading to the mountains. She was forty five, she was free, and she was immensely wealthy. Her tyrant of a husband had gone to his maker, heart attack they had said. How her life had changed in those four years since. He never allowed her anything, now she could spend his money to do anything she desired. She laughted out loud as she drove. She was heading to a place, where, for the past three years, she could do those things that previously she could only dream of.
Suddenly she spotted the figure sitting by the roadside. "What is anybody doing out her" she thought, looking around at the endless desert. She pulled up and rolled down the window just a little. " "Hi", she said " are you in trouble?. She could see now that it was a youth, or more accurately a boy. " I could do with a ride to nearest town, been here all day, not many cars on this road". She was not worried now, he was only a boy. "Ok", she said, "hop in". He grabbed his rucksack and climbed in beside her."What are you doing all the way out here?" she asked, as she away. " Been working on a ranch near here, but I lost my job, bastard then refused to pay me". She was studying him from the corner of her eye. Fuck, he is pretty, she thought, as she looked at him. She reckoned he was only about fourteen or fiften. He was nicely built with short curly brown hair and slightly tanned, smooth skin. He had the most beautiful blue eyes she had ever seen. " But what is a boy your age doing working on a ranch in this remote place? " she asked. He seemed reluctant at first to answer her questions, but as they drove , he gradually relaxed. His mother had, as he put it, fucked off a year before. " I lived for a while with a Aunt, could not stand her, so I just fucked off. Been working at different jobs since, but nobody would pay me much, said I was too young". He sounded angry now. " They were just miserable bastards". He talked and talked as they drove, telling her about the miserable jobs he had done. They drove into a small town and she pulled up. " Lets have something to eat" she said, " you hungry?. " Sure am", he said, "but I ain`t got no money". "My treat" she said, by the way, my name is Greta, what`s yours?. "Steve" he answered. "I could be the answer to your problems Steve ", she thought to herself as they entered the diner. She felt a rush of excitment now. " You want to be dropped here or do you want to go further" she asked, after they had eaten. " Not much point staying in this place " Steve answered looking around. She was hoping he would say that. " Good" she answered, " I`ve got something to put to you, I`ll tell you as we drive". They drove out of town in silence for about thirty miles. It was noon now and would soon be dark. "What did you want to say to me? " he asked suddenly. She slowed down and drove the Jeep a little way off the road. She stopped the jeep and switched off. She turned in her seat and looked a the boy. " You have been moaning and complaining since I picked you up, you have complained about the jobs you had , about the pay you got, about the bastards you worked for. When are you going to face reality?. You have little education, you have no training for anything. It`s always going to be like this for you, you will always only get menial jobs. I do not think you are stupid, but you are unable to see what you HAVE got. You do not have to do these menial jobs, there is an easier way of making far more money. He looked at her , confused. " What are you talking about, how can I make more money?". Suddenly Greta leaned towards him and grasped him between his outstretched legs. "What are you doing", he cried, "get off". His face was red with embarassment now. She released her grip on his groin. She smiled. "You silly boy" she said. " What you have between your legs can make you a small fortune, if you could only bring yourself to realise it. That boyish meat that you have dangling in your pants there could solve all of you problems. I know women who would pay thousands of dollars to get there hands on a boy like you. but if you want to be stupid thats ok, it`s your decision. " With that ,she started the jeep and drove off. They drove for about fifty miles through the dusk, in silence. " Would women really pay for that" he asked , his voice hesitant. " Would they really give me money for that?. Greta grinned . " "Listen" she said, when a woman gets to my age, it is not easy to get your hands on a boy. The only way is to pay him. As I said,I know lots of women who would pay you for it. OK, i`ll prove it to you." She took two fifty dollar bills from her purse. She showed them to him. " These are yours. All you have to do is let me take your pants down and let me suck that pretty penis of yours, thats all. He hesitated, his face red. " And you will give me one hundred dollars?, he said. " Yes, one hundred dollars", said Greta. "All you have to do is pull down your pants." "Ok then" he murmured. " "Pull them down then and let me see your penis and testicles" said Greta calmly. Slowly he lowered his jeans. To be continued.
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