Dave headed out to the taxi and started the engine. With a turn of the key his old black cab rumbled to life. He found comfort in the strange whirring sound and the vibration of the cab as it started. It should be a good night he thought to himself. He looked to the sky, it was a little overcast. He checked the weather forecast to see if they predicted rain. He reversed his taxi off the drive, as he slipped into first gear ready to pull off he heard a shout,
"Dad wait! Can I come out tonight?" his daughter called after him. Rachel had been pestering to go out to work with him for months. Dave had managed to put her off by suggesting the awful weather wouldn't make it a good experience. Thinking quickly, he tried to find an excuse to leave her behind. It wasn't that he disliked his daughter; it was that he liked to spend time on his own away from the family.
Unable to think of an excuse he turned his attention to what she was wearing.
"I can't take you out dressed like that" Dave said firmly. Rachel was wearing a green low cut top, which showed her small cleavage along with a short black skirt.
"Go and change into something a little smarter and I'll come and pick you up in about an hour" said Dave. It was the best he could think of, he knew he wouldn't find any excuse not to take her. This would at least get him some time to him self.
As Dave drove off Rachel returned to the house to change. He headed off in search of his first fare. Hoping to get off to a good start he headed down towards the theatre. He hoped there would be a couple of people who had had the odd glass of wine to many to drive. He saw an elderly couple as soon as he turned the corner, they flagged him down. Nice little earner across the town with a nice tip attached. Then a couple of short runs but the fares seemed to be coming thick and fast tonight.
Dave made another drop and was about to pull of when he heard Ride of the Valkyries playing. He picked up his phone, it was Rachel, he had completely forgotten about picking her up. He answered explaining how busy he had been and that he would head straight home to get her.
The curtains were twitching as Dave pulled up outside the house. Rachel marched out of the house towards the taxi.
"That's much better darling" Dave said commenting on her smarter appearance. Although now wearing tight black trousers and black shoes, Dave thought that the three undone buttons on the blouse wasn't really necessary. As he had already made her change and then forgotten about picking her up, he decided that now wasn't the time to argue about the amount of cleavage she had on display.
They drove off in silence; Dave could tell she was still upset about him taking so long to pick her up. As he neared the end of their road,
"Left or right?" he asked a game they had used to play when she was younger.
"What dad?" Rachel questioned.
"You heard, left or right? If you are going to spend the night with me you can earn you keep!" Dave chuckled.
"Left" Rachel said.
Dave turned the corner heading left. As he had hoped, the silence was broken. The game continued until an old gentleman flagged them down outside a social club.
"So is this your young daughter?" the man asked
"Yes she is Bob, how are you tonight?" Dave replied he could see a puzzled look on Rachel's face.
"I'm Bob, and you must be Rachel. Your dad is always talking about you." The man said to Rachel.
"Yes that's right, but I'm not so young, I'm 18" said Rachel.
"That's still young in my book" Bob joked, winking towards Rachel.
"Easy Bob" Dave interrupted.
Rachel enjoyed the comments made by Bob; it was nice to have someone saying nice things about her. Dave felt a little uncomfortable; it was his daughter that Bob seemed to chatting up. They reached Bob's home. Bob got his wallet out and paid the fare, he gave Rachel a little extra as a tip. Rachel jumped out to open the door for Bob. As Bob climbed out of the taxi he gave Rachel a firm pat on her tight little ass.
Rachel got back into the taxi. They pulled off and after a couple of turns Dave pulled up outside the café. They both walked in and Dave led Rachel to his usual table and he ordered his usual, bacon sandwich and a coffee.
Michelle brought the order over, Dave thought back to the other night when he had watched her suck some guys cock in the back of his cab. He remembered her soft smooth pussy, his cock hardened under the table as he remembered every detail of the night.
"Hi Rach, what are you doing here" Michelle said cheerily.
"I'm out in the taxi with my dad" Rachel replied.
Dave had had no idea that Michelle and Rachel knew each other. It turned out that they had met at school, Michelle being the year above. Why hadn't Rachel had Michelle round so he could admire her body in the comfort of his own home?
Michelle dragged Rachel through to the back desperate to share something with her. Dave thought nothing of it and decided to take the opportunity for some peace and quiet.
Rachel returned to the table and Dave suggested that it was time to go and earn some more money.
"Hang on dad, Michelle finishes in a minute we could give her a lift" Rachel said.
Michelle followed them out to the taxi, Rachel jumped into the back so that they could continue talking. Rachel pressed the intercom button; allowing her dad to hear everything that was said in the rear of the taxi. Dave was unsure whether this was deliberate but decided not to question them at this stage.
"I had a fantastic time last week; I met a guy while I was out and gave him a blowjob in the back of a taxi. He came so much in my mouth I almost choked. Then when we were dropped off it didn't take long for him to fuck me. He had a big cock that made me cum again and again." Michelle told Rachel.
Dave's cock hardened, straining against his pants as he remembered the events. The vivid pictures clear in his head.
"I'm meeting him again later; maybe you and your dad could pick us up so you can meet him?" Michelle enquired.