A few years ago I worked as a chauffeur for a while. I got my my share of celebrities and important people to drive around. And believe me they're not all that and they don't tip worth shit.
I was hired by a local media mogul, who wanted me to drive his wife and daughter to Halifax Nova Scotia from downtown Toronto because his wife had a phobia about trains and a real fear of flying. They told me that they wanted to make several stops along the way to shop and enjoy themselves.
Mrs. X (I'll refrain from using her real name because I can't afford the lawyers) wasn't especially good looking, but all the money she had, she managed to make it a slight cut above average. She had a nice body, dark shiny hair, glossy scarlet lips, and a very aristocratic air about her. Her daughter Jenny was a saucy blonde who was definitely used to having her own way. The way in which she pouted at will told me that she was a holy terror, the kind of spoiled brat who loved to raise hell just to get a reaction out of you.
After a couple of days on the road the mother and daughter got to know me pretty well. One evening after Jenny retired to her room Mrs. X invited me to join her in the lounge for a drink.
"Join me, you can protect me from the wolves." she said with a grin.
"Sure, I can do that. But who'll protect me from you?" I responded quickly, eliciting a laugh from the older woman.
She chose a booth at the rear of the lounge where we sat knee to knee. We were so close that I inhaled her expensive perfume with each breath I took. I felt something on my thigh. Her hand was on my thigh and her fingers were squeezing my leg. There was no mistaking what she was doing!
She stared at me intently, "Do you like that?" she whispered.
I nodded.
She unzipped my pants and fished in my underwear until she was bale to bring my tingling cock out. Looking me straight in the eye she smiled, innocently holding my my growing meat in the palm of her hand.
