I Married Him After Two Weeks

As a second year med student I drove the car off the road into a ditch. A man showed up after a while and told me I wasn't going to drive it back on the road so get my valuables and papers and climb in with him. He'd get me to a wrecker service.

After forty five minutes we came to a town, but the garage said the wrecker was busy and would be available the next day. It was past six so the man said we should get a bite and get me a place for the night. It was a motel close to the garage and I was upset, scared, to stay there so he said he would stay with me. In the motel with me.

There were two beds. He had me get ready for bed first, while he watched tv. He gave me the choice of beds. After a while he went out and got his bag and got ready for bed, boxers with no shirt.

He offered to keep me warm. He sat on the bed until I moved into his bed.

I resigned myself to him. When he reached for me I went along. It was quick, he didn't waste time. I slept alone in my bed the rest of the night. After getting something to eat we went to the garage. He said we should follow the wrecker.

After the garage looked at the car they had to change a strut that was bent. He paid them and got the car fixed. He followed me until I got to school.

I married him two weeks later. A 39 year old man. I finished med school, and finished my residency and moved in with him.