On a warm Friday afternoon, Jake "Action Jackson" Baxter stalked like a tiger pacing his cage.
Jake was ready to sell a new car to every customer who walked through the showroom door; positive they would leave with a set of keys and a stiff monthly payment and a smile on their face.
Jake was the top dog at Costa Mesa BMW. He knew it, the owner knew it, and every other sales associate knew it too. The car showroom was his hunting ground, the expensive automobiles his decoys—the customers his prey.
Waking up with a hard-on, Baxter knew it was going to be a banner commission reaping day for Action Jackson.
While the other twenty salesmen sat in their cubes making cold calls to unresponsive parties, Jake was the floor man and top gun on the board for the last six months selling more new automobiles than all the dealership drones combined.
In less than three hours, he unloaded four new cars off the lot and was going for the record in Costa Mesa. Besides having a gift of gab, he had a large circle of paid tipsters who guided mainly beautiful, wealthy women his way.
Action brushed his manicured fingers over the lump, swelling the leg of his eight hundred dollar Versace suit. His foot-long pussy pleaser was resting now, but Action had a feeling that his proud baby maker would be put to good use today.
One Lucus Jackson had called informing Jake he was sending two prime customers his way.
"Three B's!" Lucus laughed over the phone, "Blonde, Big Tits, Bitches!"
The words rattled from Lucus Jackson's mouth.
"These sluts are dripping cash, and they say they are looking for a deal!"
Jake was ready, twelve inches of hard black cock never failed to glaze over a slut's eyes when he planted his meat inside them, orgasms guaranteed.
"Five Miles and Counting"
The security guard at the gatehouse waved through the bright red S Class Mercedes convertible. He never checked the platinum blonde driver anymore, Not since the word sent down from one Mrs. Nikki Brown that Mrs. Mandy Collins had carte blanc in Mrs. Brown's properties.
The first and last time, he stopped the sexy mature cougar and asked for identification he was stunned by her response.
The smiling blonde took a slow drag off a black cigarette, then lifted the hem of the white sundress. The guard swallowed his saliva nervously as he looked at the heavily mascaraed green eyes and full red lipstick lips.
Tattooed across her bald pubic mound in the red script was the name "Mandy."
The rest, as they say, was the stuff of security guard legend.
"Welcome to Casa Del Sol" Mandy.." he saluted, touching his finger to his tanned forehead. She blew him a kiss in reply and wheeled the expensive convertible up the long driveway.
Mandy Collins, fifty and fit, tapped the horn impatiently. Her long red lacquered nails drumming the steering wheel.
"Where is that bitch?" she whispered under her breath. She French inhaled her Nate Sherman Black and Gold cigarette then flicked it out of the open-topped car.
Nikki was always fashionably tardy, and today was no exception. The sixty-year-old grandmother thought being on time meant you showed up thirty minutes late.
Opening her Ostrich skin Gucci handbag Mandy fished out her cigarette case removing another of the black cigarettes. Punching the cigarette lighter, she waited for its response.
"Mandy, darling!" squealed the one and only Nikki Brown. Five-foot tall and blessed with a natural set of 38 DD boobs, Nikki back kicked the entry door with the metal spike of her six-inch killer pink cum fuck me's.
Waving, Nikki danced down the sidewalk, her magnificent titties bouncing like gigantic tanned cantaloupes swaying on her tiny frame.
"You're late! You bitch!" teased Mandy, hollow cheeking a mouthful of the creamy cigarette smoke.
Opening the door of the expensive automobile, Nikki plopped her shapely butt into the bucket seat, the unmistakable bulge of her camel toe visible in the crotch of her light grey LuLu Capri's.
"Ma chienne sexy to es delicieuse!" giggled Nikki taking the black cigarette from Mandy's "V" ed fingers, she took a quick pull on the gold filtered tip.
Snatching the cigarette from Nikki's frosted pink lips, Mandy snickered,
"You know I only have three words in my French vocabulary. Cock "Coq" Cunt "Chatte" and Fuck "Merde. Why girlfriend why are you rattling on in very poor French, I might add."
"I'm practicing for when my foreign exchange student arrives from France next month." Nikki giggled. "I told you in her language. My sexy bitch, you look delicious!"
"Flattery will get you anywhere you want to go." smiled Mandy putting the Mercedes in gear. "Your student Monique will be here soon. Does she know how you are?"
"She'll find out!" laughed Nikki looking at Mandy, "Mony will be our student. She's gorgeous. and she thinks I'm hot."
Mandy took another pull off her cigarette, then exhaled a perfect cone of smoke at Nikki.
"I can't wait to have little Mony for lunch!" hissed Mandy, her voice a smokey whisper.
Nikki tried to catch some of Mandy's exhale then sighed,
"Yummy! Mon Cheri, what does my Sexy Mandy have up her sleeve, or shall I say what mischief is lurking between those hot legs of yours?" quizzed Nikki touching her long fingernail to her lips.
"Cars, Autos, BMW's. Nikki darling, my little bitch. Are you ready to go car shopping?" she answered, double pumping her Nate Sherman cigarette. "We're off to the Beemer dealership to buy my nephew Billy a birthday car. He will be eighteen on Monday," she added, giving the new car a quick goose.
"He's a living doll, a little chubby, and he's a virgin." smiled Mandy.
"Am I invited to his party?" asked Nikki, opening Mandy's handbag, taking a cigarette from the case. She lit the cigarette with the console lighter jetting smoke from her perfect nose.
"You are the party darling. You're going to bust his cherry!" smiled Mandy pursing her red-lipsticked mouth around the cigarette's gold filter, drawing in a boob expanding mouthful of smoke.
"Oh, My God!" laughed Nikki clapping her hands like a school girl seeing her first new bicycle. "I love deflowering sweet young men. Nothing like getting filled with the first load of their virgin nut."
Mandy hit cruise control and settled back, letting her Mercedes take over the driving, doing this gave her a chance to look at her girlfriend without distraction.
She loved watching Nikki smoke. Even when she wasn't trying to seduce someone with her seductive smoking, she was a glamourous bitch.
Nikki would hollow cheek her drag on the gold filter tip and then snap her exhale. The tip of her tongue licking her lips after every smokey drag on the black cigarette.
Glancing over at the beautiful blonde slut starring at her. Nikki thought how Mandy could turn heads anywhere she went, and she was looking hot on this sunny afternoon. Mandy had the "Bitch Look" with platinum blonde hair and full lips that could drive you nuts when they were sucking your nipples or kissing you, or wrapped around your clit.
"Do I have time to cum?" purred the sixty-year-old grandmother, as she squirmed her buttocks against the smooth leather seat. "I'm fucking horny."
"My God! you just got in the fucking car. How many times have you masturbated today?" smirked Mandy glancing at Nikki.
Using her long silver nailed thumb and index finger, Nikki plucked at her erect nipple. The stiff nugget was tenting her tight pink sleeveless T-shirt stretching the gauzy fabric.
"Only four times," Nikki smirked, licking her frosted lips as she stretched the T-shirt down, exposing the suntanned tit. Her thick brown nipple stiff and begging for attention. "I've been horny all morning. Well, darling, do I have time?"
"Well, you better make it a quickie! A quick finger bang and don't expect any help from me!" laughed Mandy letting her black cigarette dangle from her ruby red-lipsticked mouth,
"Just a quickie! No, help!" grunted Nikki sliding her fingers down across her slightly rounded belly, then slowly easing under the Capri's waistband. "Oh, Fuck, I'm wet!" she squealed with anticipation.
Mandy looked at Nikki with amusement. The bitch was in a world of her own.
Watching Nikki made a big impression on the hole between her thighs. Mandy could feel the moistness and the heat. It felt like a little animal was crawling around inside her cunt, looking for a warm, moist spot to hide.
Pursing her lips around her cigarette, Nikki leaned her head back. A smokey hiss of pleasure escaped from the corner of her mouth. Mandy watched Nikki's fingers slip across the nub of her clitoris, then jab between her camel toe. The bitch humped her asscheeks up off the leather bucket seat, this made Mandy want to pull over and help the old slut cum.
"Oh, God, Fuck, Yes! Gonna Cum! Fuck! Fuck! Oh, Fuck!" blurted Nicki, her fingers working the lips of her cunt. The older woman's voluptuous body shook with her orgasm as she collapsed back into the seat.
"Holy Fuck! That was a goodie!" Nikki grunted, taking a long, satisfying pull on her cigarette. Looking at Mandy through her long false eyelashes, she studied the blonde's long legs.
"Let me negotiate for the car. I'm good at Jewing em down." smiled Nikki, her tongue tip working the corner of her talented mouth.
"Oh My God! Yes, you know how to bargain," said Mandy rolling her eyes dramatically. That's why you paid that old porn slut Sally D'angelo a grand to eat your twat. She would have eaten you for free."
Nikki and Mandy had met the popular porn actress in Las Vegas six months ago, where Sally was doing meet and greets at the Porn Expo. It was lust at first sight when Nikki and Sally met in the ladies' restroom.
As they say, the rest was one for the books.
