Reggie looked impatiently at his watch as he stood at the bus stop. "If no one offers me a ride soon, I'll just take the damned bus!" he muttered to himself. A 6' 2" former athlete turned business executive, he'd just accepted a position at a West Coast firm. With his furniture and cars still en route he'd taken his new assistant's suggestion of trying casual carpooling. She explained that people that didn't know each other often rode together. By carpooling drivers avoided paying bridge tolls, riders got to their destinations quicker and the environment was spared pollution with fewer cars on the road.
"It sounded good in theory" he grumbled "but no one has offered ..." His complaint was interrupted by someone tapping a car horn. As he looked towards the sound he heard a soft feminine voice "Are you going to the financial district sir?"
"I am indeed, Madam! May I ride along?"
"Of course! That's why I asked!" she said smiling broadly. While her smiling face seemed attractive enough, Reggie's eyes were drawn to another part of her anatomy – her long shapely legs. As he walked down the sloped sidewalk towards her car, all he could focus on was the exposed skin on display beginning at her knees and sweeping upwards almost to her lap.
She put even more of herself on display as she leaned across to move her purse from the passenger seat to the back of her blue Mini Cooper. Reggie tried not to be obvious but was sure that she was aware of his gawking. She sat upright as Reggie slid in and tugged at the hem of her skirt in a failed attempt to pull it down to her knees.
"Don't want to be flagrant and show him too much but damn it feels good to know my legs caught his attention!" she thought smiling as she did.
"How did you know I might be headed to the financial district – good guess?" Reggie asked.
"That sharp Italian suit, the nice tie and ostrich skin shoes are dead giveaways!" she said as she gave his 6' 2" 220 lb. ebony frame an appraising once over. "I'm in the fashion industry and can always tell."
"You've got a good eye and must be clearly successful at what you do!"
"Hi, I'm Rene" she extended her hand while continuing to assess him "I don't recall seeing you before."
"I'm new to the area and to carpooling as well" he replied in his rich baritone voice "My name is Reggie" he said surrounding her soft ivory fingers with his strong ebony digits, "It's nice to meet you Rene."
"I'm sure I'd remember if I'd seen you before and that voice – wow, it makes a lasting impression!" she said as her loins reacted to his touch. "He's got HUGE hands ... does that mean the same for his cock?" she thought and felt herself begin to moisten.
"You're kind. Where are you headed?" Reggie asked.
"My office is in the garment district but I'm headed to the Financial District today to meet some prospective clients. I was hoping to find a rider to avoid paying tolls and still make my meeting on time."
Reggie's eyes took in his chauffer for the day. She was a fortyish blond with a stylish haircut, keen features, dancing blue eyes accented by slight crow's feet and appeared to be quite tall given the length of her gams.
It was Reggie's turn to take in her outfit. Clearly a designer suit, it was a mauve colored fabric, with slightly squared shouldered jacket. The skirt was probably knee length but had ridden well up her shapely thighs as she drove. Her ensemble was completed by knee high boots of a slightly darker hue and a matching necklace and bracelet. It was Reggie turn to be inquisitive.
"Gucci or Chanel?"
Rene's head turned abruptly towards him. "Close but how did you know? You must be in the rag trade too!"
"No I just have an appreciation for well-made clothing, especially when it's worn so nicely but such an attractive lady!"
"That's so sweet of you to say! Actually it's a
Rene
– my name! I designed it using Gucci and Chanel as prototypes. I'm hoping that I make an equally good impression on the folks I'm meeting to get them to sign on the dotted line."
"If looks are the key you can plan to cash a big check!"
"Better be careful! If you keep up the compliments, I might just pitch my wares to you!" Seeming to catch herself and blushing slightly after her double entendre, she commented. "That didn't quite come out like I intended."
Reggie chuckled before she could change direction and interjected "Hmmm ... that's an offer I'd gladly take you up on either way!"
She glanced in his direction, smiled brightly and said "I wish!" and then pulled into the car pool lane. She asked Reggie where he worked, where he lived and when he'd arrived in town. He responded and asked similar questions of her. He learned that she and two friends recently started a design boutique and usually carpooled together. However, both were traveling pitching other prospects. They'd been classmates in design school and after three failed marriages, had decided to pursue a dream they'd put on hold.
The advantage of carpooling became obvious as they whizzed through traffic, reached downtown quickly and took the exit for the Financial District.
"Now to find a place to park without paying a king's ransom" Rene commented. "As a startup and we're pinching pennies."
"Where is your meeting?" Reggie asked
"On Montgomery near the bank headquarters but I want to avoid paying the $50 a day rate to park there."
"My office is on Montgomery too so I might have a solution for you."
"Oh?"
"I have a parking space in my building but since my car hasn't arrived yet from the East Coast you're welcome to use it – no charge!"
"That would be GREAT! Which way should I go?"
"Make a right at the next corner and a sharp right into the driveway with the blinking caution light." Reggie said and fished in his computer case for his gate opener.
The gate raised and Reggie said "Drive slowly, its #51 but I haven't used it before so I don't know exactly where it is."
"Ah, I see it!" Rene commented "But it looks like it might be a tight fit. Someone parked halfway into your spot."
"Good thing your car is small. Let me out before you pull in to make sure you can get out on your side."
He slid out and watched as Rene maneuvered into his spot then stepped forward to assist her out.
Her skirt rode even further up her thighs as she struggled to get out. A support pillar hampered her exit giving Reggie a great view of her spread slender thighs. As he held the door, she lunged to exit causing her skirt to fall completely to her crotch, giving Reggie a clear view of the mauve panties and thigh high hose that complemented her outfit.
"That's a nice way to start my day!" Reggie thought to himself.
"Not the most graceful of exits!" she blushed as she pulled her skirt down to her knees.
"Maybe not graceful but appealing for sure!" Reggie smiled.
"Typical male!" Rene smiled and punched his arm. "Show me the way out of here."
Reggie gestured the direction of the elevator and said "Here's my card. You'll need to call me when you're ready to pick up your car. My assistant or I will come down to let you out. I'll also let the guard know just in case we're not here when you return."
He watched her stride across the lobby as she headed towards the door. She swayed gently as she walked causing Reggie to sigh. "Boy what I could do with that body!" he thought. Almost simultaneously, she paused at the door, turned and sent a smiling wave in his direction. Reggie sighed again knowing he'd probably not see her again and made his way to his office.
As she stepped out into the pedestrian traffic, Rene thought to herself "I'd gladly end my celibacy with him! Ahhhh ... but I can't break the honor code!"
His day slogged by and he was finally wrapping it up, thinking of taking a cab home when his phone rang.
"Hi, its Rene! I'm finally here to pick up my car" she said almost breathlessly. "Oh, hi Rene!" he said "I thought you'd been here and gone by now. I was just about to leave, I'll meet you in the lobby."
She was positively beaming when the elevator door slid open.
"A good meeting?" Reggie asked.
"It ABSOLUTELY was – It was long but I got a great order!"
"Congratulations! I knew you'd do it!" Reggie said grasping both her hands in his for a celebratory squeeze. Rene was having no part of his tepid congrats – "Don't just squeeze my hands, squeeze ME – I need a big hug!"
Without waiting for his reaction, she grabbed his hands spread his arms wide, molded her body against his and closed his arms around her back. As his strong arms encircled her, she nestled against him and sighed. "A little kiss would make your congrats perfect." Wanting to be accommodating without creating a public spectacle in the lobby of his new employer, Reggie pulled her closer and brushed his full lips against her thin pink pursed lips. He was surprised to feel her tongue fluttering against his mouth but quickly returned the affection.
"That was a nice surprise!" Reggie whispered as he released her.
"Maybe I needed to thank you for being my good luck charm! Can I give you a ride?"