Katerina
The weather forecast for tonight promised another thunderstorm. However, this was not surprising. Autumn had arrived very quickly. Already in the twenties of August, heavy rains with cold winds had begun. Flashes of lightning flickered across the dark sky, followed by the rumble of thunder that made one's heart stop.
Today, Katerina was late at work. Walking home, she wanted to quickly get into her soft bed, but first, to have a hearty dinner. To hell with her figure! In such weather, one needs to eat more fatty food, otherwise, she would freeze like a mammoth. She had only a little way left to go when on her path she saw a man
in a black jacket. He looked so much like the maniacs from horror movies that the girl froze in place, unable to move. Fear completely paralyzed her, and goosebumps ran down her body.
After a few seconds, the girl came to her senses and hurried home with quick steps, when suddenly she saw the stranger slowly heading towards her.
Realizing it wasn't a coincidence and she needed to do something, Katerina simply ran, which surprised the man but did not stop him.
Praying for salvation, Katerina ran out onto the road and, falling, almost got hit by a car that managed to brake in time. The stranger stopped and, seeing the driver get out of the car, hurried to disappear.
"Have you lost your mind?!" — the girl heard someone's shout and slowly turned around. It was her "savior." A handsome young man of 23-25 years old. Dark blond hair, green almond-shaped eyes, a beautiful athletic body. Expensive shoes, black jeans, a leather jacket worn over a bare torso.
Is she imagining this? Is she just in shock, or is a magazine cover star really standing in front of her?
"Look at me!" — he ordered in an authoritative tone, and the girl silently obeyed. Now the "savior" was examining the girl.
A brown-eyed blonde. A pink coat perfectly outlined her body, and long brown stiletto boots only complemented the beauty of her slender legs.
"Tell me, how many fingers am I holding up?" — when the girl answered, the "savior" smiled satisfactorily.
"Are you sure you're okay? Does your head hurt?" — he helped Katerina up from the asphalt and sat her in his car.
"Yes, I'm fine. Thank you," — she thanked quietly, not daring to look him in the eye.
"I'm glad you're alright. Now answer me, what the hell were you doing running out onto the road? Are you tired of living?" — he interrogated, raising his voice — "Do you even understand I could have taken your life?"
"Do you really think I did it on purpose?"
"Explain it to me, I don't understand."
"A maniac was chasing me!" — she tried to justify herself.
"You shouldn't wander around alleys!"
"It was the shortest way home."
"And why did you decide to take a walk at this time? Why not at three in the morning?" — he quipped.
"Well, unlike some people, I work very hard to provide myself with everything necessary, and I don't sit on my parents' necks, using their money!" — the girl proudly lifted her head and was about to get out of the car when suddenly the "savior's" palm gently touched her hand.
"Forgive me, I didn't mean to offend, but you're not right either" — Katerina dared to look him in the eyes and, not seeing arrogance or haughtiness there, smiled:
"And forgive me, I scared you. Thank you again for your help, but I need to go home. A thunderstorm will start soon."
"I'll drive you home."
"No, it's not necessary," — she hesitated.
"Do I look like a maniac?" — he smiled.
"No."
"Just trust me, and buckle up."
*****
Katerina was luxuriating in a warm bath. Closing her eyes, she remembered her "savior" once more. He introduced himself as Glen. His appearance, voice, manners, and smile were astonishing. (Erotic stories) Her heart was pounding wildly, and her stomach tingled with excitement. The girl tried with all her might not to admire him openly and say that she liked him. This had never happened to her before.
Her hand involuntarily touched her pubic area. Smiling, she began to slowly caress her clitoris, imagining Glen beside her. She REALLY liked this man. While they were driving, Katerina behaved as a proper girl should, but the guy didn't back down:
"Aren't you afraid I might rape you?" — he asked, not hiding his smile.
"You don't seem like the type that girls..."
"Don't give me?" — he laughed — "You're right, I am always satisfied in every sense of the word" — when they arrived at her little house, he asked:
"What's your name?"
"It's not important. Thank you for your help and goodbye" — getting out of the car, she heard:
"Now I won't leave you alone. You'll see, we'll meet again."
Bringing herself to orgasm, Katerina opened her eyes and realized it was just a dream. Miracles don't happen, not in her life. She needed to think about how and on what she would live further.
Meanwhile, Glen Pontis was holding a sheet of paper containing all the data about Katerina Lazareva.