Southern Hospitality

It was early morning. Dew was hanging off of the trees and bushes as I jogged through the hiking trail. I had just recently moved here in a small secluded town to start my new life. I was a recent college graduate and although I worked in the large city, the forty-five minute drive to work was worth the fresh air and beautiful landscape. I slowed my pace until I was walking and humming along to the music from my iPod. I wanted to enjoy the morning air. The sun’s early rays created a peaceful glow among the forest vegetation that made my heart feel as light as air. With the music on blast and the cool morning air cooling down my sweat, I felt completely happy and relaxed. I looked around and enjoyed the peacefulness that seemed to only settle in the forest. Little birds flew around, chasing after one another, the trees danced as the wind blew through them and the bright sun shined its greatest light to let the world have fun. Everything was beautiful. In the midst of my admiration for nature, I felt a dreary feeling come over me. Chills ran down my spine and I immediately turned down the volume to my iPod. Something wasn’t right; the air was too still. I realized that not a single chirp was made by crickets and that the birds were no longer singing and chasing each other. I heard a whoosh of air and I turned around to find my face inches from a stranger’s. etimesgut escort I stumbled back and felt the soft earth move from under me. I lost my footing and rolled down the slope. My body painfully collided with every stone and twig before I rolled straight into a tree trunk. I groaned as pain shot through my entire body. I was badly bruised and I was sure I had sprained my knee. “Sorry love, I didn’t mean to scare you,” a thick husky southern drawl rumbled out of nowhere. I turned to see where it came from and my mouth went dry once I saw the owner of the voice. He was over six feet tall, rippled muscles from head to toe, and his piercing hazel eyes had a certain coolness that terrified me, yet made me want to devour him. He loomed over me and I was in awe at his utterly perfect frame. His long straight nose, strong jaw, full lips, and his dark bronze and copper toned hair made me gulp in hunger for him. My panties began to moisten at the sight of the delicious male specimen in front of me, making me almost crazy with need. “Well, congratulations,” I said, trying to make my voice sound bitter. “Not many people can sneak up on me.” I attempted to lift myself up by letting the tree support my weight but my knee collapsed under me and I cried out in pain. He darted to my side in a blink of an eye and touched my eryaman escort knee, inspecting the large bruises that had begun to form around the top and to the slight inside of my thigh. I bit my lip in pain as he gently squeezed my knee. “It looks like it could be fractured,” he said, his fingers still resting on the inside of my thigh. I shivered involuntarily as the cool damp earth began to suck the heat out of my body. “I’m fine. I’m sure it’s just a sprain,” I said. There was no way I was going to a hospital, the very idea sickened me. “Miss, I would have a much lighter conscience, if you at least let me take you to a hospital,” he said, his hazel eyes gazing into mine. I felt a sudden urge to trust him. He looked so sincere. “No. No hospitals. They terrify me,” I said stubbornly. “Then at least let me take care of it for you,” he said, smiling. “Fine,” I said, sighing in defeat. “My house is just past these trees.” He leaned in towards me and I clung to his shoulder for support. We walked slowly but surely and managed to make the trip to my house. He effortlessly picked me up and carried me up the small set of stairs into the house and set me down on my kitchen counter. “Do you have a medicine cabinet so I can get some of the swelling to go away?” I tried not to be distracted by his sexy southern drawl or stare at sincan escort anything but his face as he was talking, but my eyes had a difficult time finding anything not sexy on him. I was like a cat in heat. “If you go down the hall, there should be a door to your right. Inside the bathroom, there should be a cabinet with some of the basics,” I managed to say as normally as possible. A few minutes later he returned with some bandaging tape and some aspirin. I swallowed a few as he picked up a wet cloth and cleaned off the dirt, being incredibly gentle. He walked over to my fridge and looked inside. He finally comes back with the frozen peas bag and rested it against my knees. “There, that should help with the swelling and the bruise,” he said, as he continued to hold onto it. “Thank you,” I said, awkwardly. After a few moments of awkward silence, he cleared his throat. “So, did you mean the door to the right or the door to the left?” I gulped with dread. The bathroom was on the left and my bedroom was on the right. I felt the heat in my cheeks increase with embarrassment. Earlier that morning I had awoken feeling incredibly horny and had pulled out my vibrator to calm down the lustful urges that came over me. Had I put it away? “Umm. I’m not sure,” I responded hesitantly. His gaze was penetrating as he stepped in between my legs until his face was merely inches from mine. “I found quite a pleasant surprise. It seems that you need a bit of servicing, ” he said, drawing out every word slowly and seductively, making my breathing hitch. I said nothing, completely in shock at his straightforwardness. “It smelled absolutely delectable in there.