Zane's Busy Bodies: Chocolate Flava 4 by Zane

Author:Zane
Language: eng
Format: mobi, azw3, epub
Tags: Erotica, Fiction, Anthologies (Multiple Authors), General
ISBN: 9781451689655
Publisher: Atria Books
Published: 2013-07-16T00:00:00+00:00

Hard Times

Lynn Lake

He gunned the car, tearing down the back road, stirring up a trail of thick dust that hung heavy in the breathless air. The temperature was a hundred and ten degrees, and the flat, barren land all around offered not a bit of shade. Soon, the engine of the ’32 coupe gulped, and the car shuddered, steam billowing out from under the hood.

He nursed the overheated Ford to within a couple hundred yards of a dirt drive that led up to a small, white farmhouse, and then the vehicle expired with a final hiss of steam. Ted Stevens stepped out of the car into the searing sun. He pushed his straw hat back and mopped his face with a handkerchief. Then he set his hat and tie on straight and strode down the road and into the driveway of the farmhouse.

From behind the faded chintz curtains in the parlor, Ruby Garner watched the tall, lean man walk up onto the porch of her house. He had a rugged, handsome face, brown eyes and broad shoulders, wiry black hair peeking out from under his hat. Despite the stifling heat, she shivered when he knocked on the screen door.

“Hello, ma’am,” Ted said, smiling and doffing his hat. “I’ve had some car trouble.” He pointed up the road at the black vehicle baking under the hot summer sun. “I wonder if I might trouble you for some water for my radiator?”

She gazed at him through the flimsy screen, her hazel eyes narrowed. “You best let it cool down some, first. Why don’t you come inside, have a glass of lemonade?”

“Why, thank you, ma’am! That would be fine. Sure is hot out.”

He sat at the kitchen table, tall and straight, while she poured cool lemonade from a pitcher into a glass, set the glass down in front of him. She was wearing a plain white cotton dress, thin from washing, hugging to the curves of her dark body, and she could feel his glittering eyes appraising her.

He took a deep gulp of the lemonade. “Will you join me, ma’am?”

She held the pitcher against her stomach, the iced glass cooling her not a bit. “You just out for a drive?”

He laughed, staring at her rising and falling breasts pressing against the front of her dress. “No, ma’am. I’m out on business. I’m a crop adjuster for a large insurance concern.”

He was wearing a brown pinstriped suit and white shirt, brown tie and shoes. He looked like he had a steady job. “Not much crop of any kind around here, these days,” Ruby said, drawing a little closer. The man’s musky cologne filled the stuffy kitchen. “Hasn’t been since thirty-one.”

“Times are tough.” He nodded solemnly, glancing up, noticing how the woman’s eyes were shining now. He took another swallow of lemonade, his Adam’s apple bobbing powerfully. “Your, uh, husband is out in the fields?”

She wet her full lips with the tip of her pink tongue. “He’s off on . . . business, himself. Has been for a while.

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