I couldnÂ’t believe it. Just my luck. Well this should show him! I canÂ’t help laughing at myself.
IÂ’d stormed out of the house in a huff, jumped into the car with no idea where I was going, and now I was stranded. He was gonna love this, just when IÂ’m trying to make a point, I was going to have to call him.

God knows where I am. I get out of the car and look around. Fields, fields and more bloody fields. Well at least I know where I left town so it shouldnÂ’t be too hard to find.
Reaching for my mobile I make the call. Just as I thought, he laughs! I get back in the car and wait.
What a stupid reason to walk out in a huff. Sitting here stewing over it I can feel my blood begin to boil again, not over the argument but because again I have to resort on relying on him.
Why am I with him?
Now that was the million-dollar question!
Maybe not the best time to think about it, so I get out the car to look around again. I wander over to the nearest field, gazing across I can make out some animals in the distance.
Suddenly I laugh. It reminds me of the time weÂ’d been walking in the country and weÂ’d stumbled across a field full of cows. Your face had been a picture. Imagine a big man like you afraid to go in a field full of cows.
A loud clap of thunder breaks, still chuckling at the image I jump as the silence is broken. Great! Looking up I can see the sky full of big black clouds. This is going to be more than a shower so I rush back to the car.
The first splatters of rain fall as I climb in. Sitting there my mind drifts back to you. You can be so arrogant and self-centred one minute and the next so gentle and loving. Sometimes you even give the impression that you need looking after. Tonight youÂ’d definitely been on form. Arrogant was an understatement. You get me so mad I canÂ’t think straight.
The rain is pouring down the windscreen so hard I can hardly see out. Lightening streaks across the sky, followed by another clap of thunder. I shiver as I think about how isolated I am.
Where the hell are you?
I can feel myself getting mad again. This would be just like you to leave me sitting here cooling my heels just to prove your point. I am going to give you an earful when you eventually got here.

Finally I see headlights approaching through the rain. I wait until IÂ’m sure itÂ’s you then jump out and run across. Pulling your door open I start to tell you exactly what I think of you, shouting to be heard over the pelting rain and the thunder. IÂ’m soaked within seconds, but IÂ’m so pissed off I donÂ’t notice.
You jump from the car and shout back at me. Both oblivious to the rain soaking us we stand there shouting at each other until a loud clap of thunder makes us both jump.
We stand and stare at each other. My hair is plastered to my head, rain running down my face. My thin blouse is stuck like a second skin to me. I brush the hair out of my eyes and I see you looking at my breasts. My nipples are clearly visible jutting out hard against the wet material. You reach out to touch me and I bring my hand up fast to slap your face. YouÂ’re too quick and grab my wrist before my hand reaches you.
You bend my arm and push it behind me using it to pull me hard against you. You kiss me hard on the mouth and I struggle against you. Wanting to be mad at you and knowing if I donÂ’t get away IÂ’ll be lost. Trying to move my face away I lean further back. The rain blinds me as you remove your head. Leaning back over your arm my chest rises and falls in time with my heavy breathing. YouÂ’re breathing is heavy too as your eyes watch me.
Slowly you lower your head to my neck and I can feel your tongue tasting my wet skin. I wriggle against you feeling desire flow through my body. Your tongue moves slowly down to the top button of my blouse. You open it with your free hand and your tongue slips between my breasts. I moan but itÂ’s lost in the noise of the storm raging around us.
You know IÂ’m yours for the taking so you release my arm. You let go of me and we stand and face each other. You tell me to take my blouse off. I look round nervously but you just laugh. Spurred on I slowly undo the remaining buttons, watching your face the whole time. Your eyes are transfixed by my hands as they move lower. Reaching the last button I peel the blouse off my shoulders and down my arms. The rain is running down my body in rivulets.
I stand there before you as your eyes move over me. Heat runs through my body fighting the cold rain. I move closer to you and reach my hands up to the collar of your shirt. Slowly I start to open the buttons. I kiss your chest as I push your shirt off your shoulders, the hair there is flattened against you. I smooth my hands over your slippery wet skin. Moving behind you I pull it down your arms. Sliding my arms around you I push myself against you. Swaying gently I start to undo your trousers.
Taking my hand you pull me in front of you. I reach behind me and release the clasp on my bra. You reach forward and slide it down my arms.
You cup a breast in each hand and rub your thumb across my hard nipples. I look down to watch you seeing the raindrops splashing on my skin. A fork of lightening flashes across the sky and I can clearly see your face as you lean forward to take first one nipple then the other into your mouth. Sucking and flicking them with your tongue I pull your head closer wanting more.
Moving away you tell me to take off my skirt. Knowing we may be caught but unwilling to stop I unzip my skirt and push it over my hips. I stand there in just my knickers, stockings and shoes. Legs slightly parted. Waiting for you to make a move. More lightening flashes across the sky turning your shiny skin silver. I want you now, more than I ever have.
You walk toward me slowly undoing your trousers. I shiver more from the look on your face than the rain still running down my body. I back up until my arse hits the bonnet of my car and you follow. Leaning me back you kiss my breasts, running your tongue around my nipples. I lift my legs and wrap them around your waist trying to pull you closer wanting to feel you against me. You grind yourself onto me, teasing, knowing I want you inside me. You kiss me again, passionately, our tongues tasting eachother as I moan with pleasure.
My hands move to your shoulders and I graze my nails down your back. Your hands move to my hips. Taking hold of my knickers you pull them down my legs. Holding my legs wide you look down at me as another sheet of lightening lights the sky. I can feel the rain hitting my most sensitive area. Moaning you lower your head and bury your face between my legs. Writhing in pleasure I slip around on the bonnet. You try to hold me still but everything is so wet and slippery.
You give my clit one last suck before pulling me up and turning me around. Pushing me onto the bonnet you open my legs wide. You kiss down my spine as I feel your fingers exploring me from behind. One hand squeezing my arse cheeks as the other rubs my pussy before two fingers enter me. I push back onto your fingers as you work them in and out.
Removing your fingers, you rub your cock along my pussy lips making me wriggle, trying to position you so I can have you inside me. You push the tip in, still teasing me. I push back hard and hear you gasp over the noise of the rain. Raising myself onto my hands I move my hips back and forth pushing onto you. Your hands move round me to feel my breast bouncing as I push. You push to meet me, our movements frantic as we both near our climax.
A thunderclap explodes around us but weÂ’re too engrossed in ourselves to hear it. Pushing harder and faster I can feel my body screaming for release. I stop pushing as my body tenses and you know IÂ’m there. You grab my hips as my body shudders. You can feel my muscles gripping your cock and you empty yourself deep inside me. Wave after wave of pleasure runs through my body making me arch my back and throw my head back. I can feel the cooling rain pour down my face and neck onto my breasts. You stay inside me until the last tremor has died away bringing your hand up to stroke down my exposed neck, down onto my breasts.
Our breathing starts to slow and we calm down enough to look around. More lightening highlights our clothes strewn around the area between our cars. Smiling I race around picking them up throwing them into your car. Passion, that was the answer to my question. For all your faults you are the most passionate man I have ever met, and the way I feel at the moment you have every right to be confident, even arrogant, in your abilities.