The next day, I took my car in for service. As I was standing there, waiting on the Service Manager, this chick came in to pick up her car.
She had been promised that it would be ready and it wasn't. Boy did she put up a howl. I didn't blame her. A promise is a promise.
She was cute with a little turned-up nose, big tits (I guessed 38DD) and a firm tight ass.
As she stormed off to the office to give someone hell, her ass had a swaying movement that was a pleasure to watch.
The Service Manager came over and I told him what my car needed. While they were servicing the car, I headed to the lounge to wait. Anyone that's ever had a car serviced knows what that's like. I had gotten in early, though and they could surprise me.
As I was thumbing through a 4 year old edition of Car & Driver, she bounced into the lounge.
Her jeans were so tight you could count her pussy hairs. The tee shirt told me that she wasn't wearing a bra. Her tits pointed directly at my face and the nipples dared me to touch them. There was also a logo on the T-shirt - "HORNY." So was I.
I introduced myself. Finding out that her name was Billie, I asked if she had gotten the problem resolved with her car. She said that she hadn't and was going to call a taxi.
I said I'd give her a lift if she didn't mind waiting until my car was serviced. Just as she was saying that I'd probably be waiting 'till 5 o'clock, they paged me. Billie looked surprised as though I was a special customer or something.
She tagged along as I went to pay the bill. When they drove the Silver Cloud up, her eyes got wide. I asked Billie if she had ever ridden in a Rolls. She replied "not yet," opened the door and slid in.
I climbed in, put it in gear and asked "where to?". Billie asked if we could just drive around a little. She wanted to see how it felt riding in a car this luxurious.
Since it was rather warm out, the service department had started the car and let the air conditioner run awhile. The climate control was set on 67 so it was quite cool inside.
Billie settled back against the soft leather seats and I could see the effect the cool air had on her nipples. They began to swell.
Seeing my glance, Billie raised her hands to her breast. Taking a nipple in each hand, she pinched them and rolled them around. Then she cupped her palms over them.
When she saw that I was still watching, she explained that she was self-conscious. When her nipples stuck out, she tried to warm them. I remarked that the only cure for hard nipples was a warm mouth. She laughed and agreed.
I turned on the radio and tuned in some soft rock. Listening to the beat, we cruised around. After a half hour or so, I asked Billie if she wanted to lunch with me. She asked where and I told her that I was going to a seafood place down the coast. It was about an hour drive. Billie accepted so I headed for the freeway.
As I turned south, I gunned the Rolls so I could ease out into the heavy traffic. I could see that Billie was turned on by the power of the big 12 cylinder engine. She hadn't seen nothing yet.
About 15 minutes later, the traffic began to clear. With no more than two or three cars on the road, I pushed the pedal down. The big engine responded. The nose of the Rolls came up and we were slammed deep into our seats as it began to gather speed.
Quickly the speedometer climbed to 150. Billie saw the speedometer and remarked that I should get it fixed. I told her that we were really going 150 and she couldn't believe it. That Rolls sure is smooth on the highway.
Pretty soon we arrived at the restaurant. Billie asked if I had an extra jacket or something that she could use. When I asked what for, she looked down at her crotch and mumbled something about cumming twice on the trip down.
There were a couple of rain jackets in the back, so I found one and handed it to her. Billie put it around her waist and tied the arms so they would drape over her wet crotch. Then, we went in to eat.
As we entered the cool air of the restaurant, her nipples did their magic act again. This girl had "super sensitive" nipples. I couldn't wait to suck on them. The oysters we ordered didn't take long to arrive and we dove in.
Our mutual taste in food provided our conversation topic as we ate. Watching her suck the oysters out of their shell was very erotic. She was causing my cock to swell.
I mentioned the legend about oysters being good for one's sex life. Billie said that she didn't have a sex life and my cock stiffened even more.
The waitress had seated us in a booth in the back. Since the place wasn't very crowded, we had plenty of privacy.
Billie and I teased each other with little innuendoes about sex while we ate. With a twinkle in her eye, she slipped off a shoe. Tracing the outline of my leg, she rubbed her bare foot up and down until she reached my lap. As her toes sought and found the outline of my cock, her eyes widened in surprise.
I asked her what was wrong. She said that the feel of my big cock had been enough to make her cum. Her pants were wet again. At this point, I told Billie that, if she didn't remove her foot, I was going under the table. Then, I was going to take her pants down and suck her pussy.
With that, she stroked my cock a couple more times and I saw her shiver. She had cum again. Damn, four times in less than an hour and without any foreplay. This could be a fantastic fuck.
We finished eating and went back to the car. I asked "where to" and Billie said, "let's drive down the coast."
She said that she knew a secluded beach where we could swim. When I pointed out that neither of us had a bathing suit, she responded, "So what? We can always swim in the nude."
I cranked the Rolls up and we headed south. When I found out that it was 15 minutes away, I floored it.
When I slammed the pedal down and the Silver Cloud responded. In no time we were above 150 and climbing.
Glancing at Billie, I noticed a glazed look in her eyes and her jeans were soaked again. She was mesmerized by the power of the Rolls. I wondered how many times she'd cum before we got there.
