Kathy Shower : You'll like Caliente

Kathy Shower :  You'll like Caliente

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Kathleen Ann Shower was Playboy's Playmate of the Month for May 1985 and Playmate of the Year for 1986.

Summary

Kathleen Ann Shower was Playboy's Playmate of the Month for May 1985 and Playmate of the Year for 1986.

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Submitted: June 01, 2013

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Submitted: June 01, 2013

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She knew her life was over as soon as her Jaguar XJ6 rolled to a stop. Here she was with a car that had just shut down. And in the middle of the desert, no less, right outside a tiny Nevada town called Caliente.

 

Her plan had been to drive to Chicago but she wanted to avoid the main highways. The guide book made Route 93 seem kind of fun and it was until her car broke down.

 

Everywhere she looked all she saw was desert sand. The sun was so bright that it hurt her eyes to focus. She kept blinking and shielding her eyes with her hand but it seemed they'd never get adjusted to the glare. The sign on the edge of town announced she was entering Caliente, population 1,123. Well, it looked like it would be 1,124 for a couple of days.

 

The sign at the highway announced that Smith's Garage was open Monday through Saturday, 9 to 9. It was just her luck that it was Saturday, closing in on 5:00 PM, when she had heard the fatal pop that had meant the big trouble for her playmate prize car. She had also noted that Smith's Garage was at the intersection of Market Street and Route 93. She was on 93 now but she didn't see any crossroads up ahead. The sign at the exit off the interstate said Caliente was two miles up Route 93. She had managed probably about a mile of that coasting before her Jag had shuddered to a resounding stop.

 

She had immediately climbed out of the car, hoping to escape the stifling heat, which had swooped upon her as soon as the car had stopped. But she realized the oven heat that bore down on her was a product of the desert, not some torture her bemoaned car had dreamt up for her. So here she was, shielding her eyes looking for some sign of life and breathing extra heavy in the suffocating heat.

 

The only thing that it had going for it was that it was a dry heat. She had lived through some pretty oppressive summer days back in LA but the humidity is what made them so unbearable. Kathy figured she could get used to this dry heat, even come to enjoy it someday when she wasn't standing on the side of the road next to her broken down car looking for life in a desert that apparently had none.

 

Kathy had no way of knowing how long she would have to wait for a passing car. Just because Caliente seemed to be a nice town didn't mean it would get much traffic coming off the interstate.

 

Even perturbed in the desert heat she was a luscious creature, long blonde hair and big blue eyes, and a playmate figure to die for.

 

She wondered if it would be wiser to stay with the car or set out. She decided to set out. All of her worldly possessions were inside that car so she carefully rolled up the windows and locked all the doors before she began to stroll down the road toward the town of Caliente.

 

Her car was still in sight behind her when a pickup truck rolled to a stop in front of her on the shoulder. She walked up the side of it cautiously, unsure of whom she would encounter. She lifted her chin long enough to gaze upon the face of a woman.

 

"Howdy. I'm Pussy Smith of Smith's Garage. That your car I passed by?" the woman asked Kathy in the tone of a southern woman of great pride. Pussy had long dark hair that was tied back and away from her face in a ponytail that fell down neatly between her shoulder blades to dance across her back. She wore a sleeveless t-shirt in startling white with cut off blue jeans shorts.

 

Kathy thought it must be the uniform of the desert since she was wearing just about the same thing exact her t-shirt was not quite as white as Pussy's. Kathy swung herself up without being asked and set herself down on the passenger side of the truck Pussy was driving. "Yep, that's mine. She just died on me. I was hoping you could give me a ride into town. Perhaps a tow truck there could bring her on in and we can figure out what she did to me." Kathy had this uncanny knack of speaking of her car as if it were human and had human feelings and frailties. She didn't bother to mention to her new found friend Pussy that she had no funds whatsoever to get the car fixed. One thing at a time had always been her motto.

 

"Sure, we can do that." Pussy glanced quietly at Kathy as she shifted the truck back into gear and rolled it off the shoulder and back out into the pavement that headed into town. Neither Kathy nor Pussy was big on small talk so the drive got painfully quiet for a while. Kathy took the time to take in Pussy from the corner of her eye, noting that Pussy was a few years older and a few inches taller than the shapely playmate. Kathy stretched her back and pushed her body against the truck seat. She didn't do this to be enticing although she knew that it would bring attention to her large firm breasts that were topped with bright nipples that apparently wanted to rip their way right out of her shirt.

 

"It's hot," Kathy whispered, not really needing to since it being hot was obvious but the quiet stillness was driving her insane.

 

"Usually is," Pussy answered dryly as she shifted the truck into a higher gear, driving on down the scalding highway. Kathy was not known for subtlety and there was definitely something about Pussy she found interesting. She slid a bit upon the seat towards Pussy at the next curve, the seatbelt straining, holding her back. Pussy didn't look or act taken aback rather she turned and gazed into blue eyes with her own big brown ones. "You'll like Caliente. It's a friendly town."

 

With that, Pussy took her hand off the shifter and laid it upon the naked flesh of Kathy's thigh. Kathy jumped slightly as if she had been burned, the touch scalding her deep inside her soul. It was electric, as if something buried deep within them both had suddenly come alive with that short moment of contact. Kathy closed her eyes and let her head drift back to rest upon the headrest, allowing herself the luxury of becoming lost in the moment.

 

Pussy abruptly pulled the truck off the road once more, slamming it into park as she reached for the blonde beauty next to her. Fingers curled around her neck as she pulled her mouth to hers and begin to rape it with deep sodden kisses, tongue thrusts echoing the passion she had held in check too long in a small lonely town that didn't understand that a girl might want another girl. Her fingers found the snap of Kathy's shorts quite easily and she opened them, her right hand diving down inside them as if searching for hidden treasures. Her fingers moved quickly over the flesh, her ears heard the sudden intake of breath, the trembling sobs of Kathy but Pussy was not to be stopped. Her dark eyes dived into blue pools as her fingers tortured and tormented the luscious blonde’s sex until it was wet and molding itself like hot lava to her fingers. Reaching out to be caressed and touched and teased and tormented, Kathy's cunt craved to be manipulated and released by Pussy's gentle touch.

 

"Please..." Kathy begged, not even sure herself for what but knowing deep inside she had been craving this for so long. Her back arched, it did not take long for Pussy's magical fingers to bring her to release. They were experts at manipulation and both girls had been dreaming about this moment, craving it, looking for it every morning when they opened their eyes to a new day. Now they had it and there would be no turning back. Kathy gave her everything, the moment precious and held deep inside her heart as she had an orgasm right there in the front seat of a pick up truck on the shoulder of the road that may or may not be the road taking her to her destiny. And when she did, when she was finished, when the last tremble sifted out of her body and faded away like a hallucination brought about by the desert heat, Pussy lifted those fingers to her own lips and sucked them clean with obvious delight before smiling at Kathy like the cat that ate the canary.

 

Like the cat with the proverbial canary in her mouth Pussy reached under her seat. “Check it out,” she said gleefully as Kathy’s centerfold unfurled from what was about to be a collector’s copy of Playboy magazine.

 

“Oh shit.” Kathy’s response was blunt and quick.

 

“You can sign it later,” Pussy said with enthusiasm.

 

“Um, sure,” Kathy said doubtfully. The magazine was stowed again to her relief.

 

"You can stay with me," Pussy said, more as an order or a fait accompli than a request and so Kathy, dazed and confused from her orgasm, the heat and the fate of her car, merely smiled and nodded her head. Caliente might not be so bad after all.

 

 

 

 

 


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