My name is Josh and I am a limo driver for a company in California. I'm about 6'3" and pretty well built for having as lazy a job that I do, but in High School my main concern was sports, and since I was good, but not great, that didn't leave much in the way of colleges. So I became a limo driver.
It's bad at all though actually, it pays decent, especially when you start to get into some of the higher profile customer. After you do a couple of graduations and weddings and things of that sort, and get a couple of recommendations, soon you're on your way to bigger and better things. Which was where I was headed in this story.
It was my first big job, and what a big one it was. Britney Spears had just put on a concert in Sacramento, my job was to pick her up and take her to her nice hotel on the outskirts of the town. Usually they tell you not to talk to the celebrity unless they talk to you, but I was sure this wouldn't be so easy, either that or I would be to star struck to say anything even if she wanted me to.
I arrived at the back entrance of the arena at about 11:15, an hour after the concert was over and all the media who knew about the back entrance had left since it was too late to get something for their nightly news. About five minutes after I got their Britney walked out.
If humanly possible she is hotter in person then when you see her on TV, or in magazines or videos. She was only about 5'3", which made her beautiful perky tits look even bigger. Her blonde hair was down and she had a little shake in her walk.
All she had on was a tight little pink tube top and a short jean skirt. It seemed to take forever before she got to the car and I opened the door for her. She smiled at me and said hi, I responded with a nice to meet you and closed the door behind her and walked back to the driver's side and got in.
As soon as I got in I looked back at my hott passenger. I couldn't believe I was giving her a ride, It was about 30 minutes to her hotel and I'm sure this would be the greatest 30 minutes of my life if I just got to look at her. Little did I know I would do much more then that.
I must have been staring a little bit because Britney looked up and caught my eye and smiled. "So, next stop my hotel, right?"
This snapped me out a little bit, "Uh, yeah you got it, I'm Josh by the way, and I won't bother to ask your name."
She laughed a little and said, " Yeah that's good because I think I might be to tired to tell you."
I turned back around and started up the car, as we began our trip to her hotel. We had been driving about 5 minutes in silence and I was beginning to think that this job could get quite boring even if the passengers were extremely hot when Britney spoke up. " Hey, you wouldn't mind if I changed my clothes would you, I had time to change my bottom but this leather tube top can be quite uncomfortable."
My jaw dropped about a foot, but then I realized that I wouldn't be seeing any of it because I would have to close up the screen, and I was even a little bit disappointed because I'm sure she couldn't put anything on more revealing then what she already had.
"Yeah, sure." I responded and I reached up to close the window to the back.
"Oh, no, don't worry about it just no peaking." She giggled and waved for me to turn around, reluctantly I did. But I couldn't help looking up at the rear view mirror for a little peak. I looked just in time to see her reach behind herself, undo her tube top, take it off, and throw it to the side.
Her tits bounced out and they were absolutely beautiful. Almost a perfect shape and probably an upper C or lower D cup I was in heaven. Her nipples were pink and a good size but not too big. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
She reached into her bag and pulled out a white tank top, and I smiled at the thought that she wouldn't be wearing a bra. She lifted up her arms to pull her tank top on, causing her breasts to reach perfect perkiness. She had pulled it over her face and just then looked up and saw me looking in the rear view mirror. Man, did I think I was screwed.