Note- This is purely fiction and did not occur in real life.
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Scarlett was behind schedule and waited impatiently on her doorstep for her limo. With her cell phone clamped to her ear she tapped her heel as if beating out a tattoo on the stone step.
"Come on you bastard!"
The blonde bombshell had spent all morning getting her hair done and choosing her outfit. She looked outstanding with her medium length hair styled back and up on top of her head. The height of which balanced out her face and brow. Her revealing low cut evening dress in pink was designed to turn heads with a deep plunging neckline and high cut front slits. On her feet she wore a pair of Jimmy Choo platform sandals with a five inch heel and satin straps that had set her back 1,000 bucks. Worth it on this afternoon as it saw her taping for Jimmy Kimmel Live, the show actually being recorded at four in the afternoon.
"Finally."
The eight passenger black stretch limo with the double tinted windows rolled up and the driver got out and nonchalantly opened the rear door. Scarlett looked at him with utter disdain at his lackadaisical attitude as she stepped inside.
"Could we pick things up a bit driver? I'm already late as it is."
"Uh huh." He drawled.
She looked into his baby blue eyes as he made a noncommittal grunt and shut the door. It seemed to Scarlett that his black uniform was a tad tight as his biceps and thighs strained at the material, and her gaze lingered slightly longer than she intended. She settled into the plush leather seat and as they began to drive off the blonde actress put the soundproof privacy glass in position as she tried to make a call to the theatre.
"What do we have here."
By her foot was a premium bar area with ice and sink. Except the ice had melted.
"Oh for fuck sake. Hey driver, no ice? Hello?"
She tapped on the intercom button which spluttered and crackled. No answer. The cell phone signal also left a lot to be desired as her Apple iPhone 8 failed to connect.
"This is the last time I use this limo company, that's for sure. Hey driver, I can't get a signal. Can you even hear me?"
Scarlett squirmed on the hot seat and fanned herself with the back of her hand. She swung her left leg over her right which resulted in her revealing a substantial amount of creamy upper thigh. The temperature had risen the last ten minutes to being unbearable. She hit the air conditioning which failed to kick in.
"Don't believe it, I don't fucking believe it. Hey! Hey driver!"
"Okay lady, chill." He answered dryly.
This guy was the worst she thought as she fanned her face with fluttering waves of her hands. He gets reported to his boss she decided.
"Do not speak to me like that, pull over, I need air."
The limo slowed and stopped by a secluded section of the road and the driver stepped out and went to the rear of the car. Pausing to take in a sharp intake of breath he opened the door to an irate passenger. Scarlett fumed as she looked at the tall fair haired young man and planted her right heel in the dirt road as she shifted herself on the leather seat.
"Listen dumbass, can you get in here and fix the A/C, my hair is going to be ruined. And by the way," she pointed a long nailed finger at him, "your job is on the line. You're late, lazy, rude and stupid."
She pouted with those perfect kissable lips of hers and her green eyes blazed with fury.
"Is that right? Well you're rude, demanding, insulting and a spoiled bitch!"
The man spoke his mind as he came to the end of his tether. They had only been on the road for ten minutes!
"Do you know who I am? I'm Scarlett fucking Johansson, and I pay your wages. And further more...er...are you, are you getting a boner?"
True enough the young chauffeur was getting rather aroused as he peered down the front of her loose necked dress. So loose in fact that as she raged her 36 inch sized boobs were in danger of spilling out. He leaned in and Scarlett felt her heart leap in her chest as he placed his hand on her right shoulder strap and wrenched it down so that her huge tit fell out. She didn't care as she eyed his generous bulge in his pants and together with her petulance and his advances something stirred in her.
"Got anything to complain about this, pompous slut?"
He fished inside his uniform trousers and produced his eight inch erection. She peered at it closely and instantly liked the very smooth texture and flared glans.
"Nope, no complaints there. You gonna teach me to watch my mouth?"
"Your mouth and I are gonna get along real fine."
He gave the shaft of his rock hard tool a clockwise twist and raised his right eyebrow. "Well I'm late enough, what's another half hour."
