Peggy hung up her flight attendant uniform a while back, but she still travels frequently as an insurance claims representative. The 46-year-old Peggy has a hot body and that helps her when it comes to receiving a few perks of the trade as well as a few exciting times during her travels.
One of the perks of being a claims insurance rep are the conventions and workshops Peggy gets to attend. She loves attending them because she gets to leave her husband and children at home and be the flirty woman that she is.
Peggy always makes sure to pack her skimpiest and tightest-fitting outfits when she attends these events. Being a brunette means Peggy is out to prove that blondes are not the only ones who have fun.
She takes pride in her petite and sexy figure. She may stand only 5-foot-3 and weigh 105 pounds, but she has a body with bite. She boasts measurements of 35C-23-36 and the short skirts and tight fitting blouses she wears leave little to the imagination.
This particular week Peggy is on her way out of town to a car show, but not just any car show. Peggy will be attending the 2004 International Import Automobile Show where the latest models and concept cars will be unveiled by the top automakers from around the globe, including those from Europe and Asia.
Peggy is supposed to be attending a workshop for insurance claims reps, but she has been rather friendly to one show promoter. He isn't her type at all, but a few sexy smiles and her sexy outfits earned her an all-access pass from the greasy-haired promoter with the personality of a used car salesman.
Her plan is to pick up her pass at will call and avoid the man as she enjoys the show and all the hot new cars.
Peggy arrives without a glitch in her plan and gets her pass. It is encased in clear plastic on a plastic necklace. Peggy slips it on over her neck so it can be viewed by everyone allowing her to roam the floor of the arena freely.
Peggy quickly notices that the new cars are not the only hot items on the arena floor being showcased. Every new model and concept car is accompanied by at least one gorgeous model wearing a tight little outfit that hug their curves in the same way the performance tires on the cars hug the road.
All of the models are gorgeous and Peggy finds herself staring at their all too visible cleavage and long, slender legs. She is quickly aroused by the showcase of muscle cars and hot young models.
As she makes her away around the arena floor, Peggy finds herself at one automaker's display of three sleek, brightly-colored cars. Each car is being pampered by a sexy model wearing an outfit the same color of the car she is presenting. A computerized voice announces the features of each car including its top speed, weight, handling abilities, etc ...
The cars and models are obviously from the mind of someone who has seen the movie 2 Fast 2 Furious more than a few times.
The sexy computerized voice seems to cue the models on what to do next. When the voice begins to talk about the cars horsepower the models lean over the hood with their longs legs stretched tight as they bend at the waist until their breasts are buffing the car's hood.
Peggy walks up to the velvet rope to get as close as possible to the first car. It is cobalt blue with a blonde model wearing hot pants of the same color with a tight mid-driff tank top that barely covers her ample breasts.
Peggy glances at the model's name tag and reads Chrissy before letting her eyes stare at her full breasts. Peggy stares hard at her young breasts and is able to make out the points of her erect nipples in the tight fitting tank top. Chrissy just stares over Peggy's head like a runway model too important to be bothered. She has an air of arrogance about her.
Peggy lets her eyes roam down Chrissy's body until she comes to her tanned hard abs and then Chrissy squats by the tires as the computerized voice begins to explain how the car handles like a race car with high-performance tires.
Peggy's eyes instantly dart to Chrissy's heavenly ass in the tight fighting shorts. It is obvious she is not wearing panties and Peggy can feel herself beginning to become moist between her own muscular thighs.
Something catches Peggy's eye and she moves to her right to check out the next car. It is a faded hot pink two-door convertible with an Asian model in a very short mini-skirt made out of what appears to be shinny plastic or latex. The model seems to be unusually tall for an Asian standing about 5-foot-6 with about five-feet long Asian brown legs.
Peggy's eyes start at the model's pink heels and scan up her slender legs taking in her firm taunt calves until they come to the hem of her super mini-skirt just inches below her waist. The model does a quick turn dancing to the techno music that accompanies the computerized voice in short explosive intervals.
The model stands tall with her hands stretched high above her head reaching for the ceiling as the song's lyrics talk about the heavenly feeling that comes from driving this remarkable machine. The model begins to lift her knees high in quick movements in some sort of dance that looks like running in place. The pumping of her legs cause the skirt to slide up revealing that she too is not wearing panties as Peggy catches a glimpse of her shaved bush.
Peggy feels her face blushing at the sight of the young model's bush and she quickly looks up only to have her eyes fall directly onto the bouncing breasts of the model. Peggy quickly looks at the name tag and reads Junki before moving her eyes back to her perky young breasts.
Junki is wearing a faded hot pink mid-driff top that matches the color of the car and zips down the middle. Peggy wonders why there is a zipper at all since the top is zipped all the way down barely staying clasped just above Junki's abs.
Her gorgeous skin tone has no tan lines and her nipples push into the latex-like material. She is apparently cold or as turned on as Peggy is becoming because her nipples are pressing hard into the fabric leaving hard points in the top.
Peggy looks up at Junki's face and can't believe how hot this young model is. She looks to be about 18 with high cheekbones and a killer smile along with the lightest brown eyes she has ever seen. Her thick jet black hair is short, stopping just above her shoulders and has been curled leaving waves in it which help her hair frame her sexy face perfectly. Peggy is even more aroused when she notices Junki's pink lipstick on her full lips that seem to be begging to be kissed.
Peggy stares into her light brown eyes trying to make eye contact, but Junki is staring past her as if she is not even there. Peggy can feel herself becoming wetter from watching these models and casually rubs the palm of her hand over her breast. She can feel her own erect nipples pushing against her blouse and into her hand when she hears a yell from her right.
A tall brunette model wearing bright neon green pants made from the same latex-like fabric as Junki's outfit is screaming as she dances around a compact bright neon green pick-up truck.
The truck is a low rider with tons of speakers in the bed blasting out more bass than a rap concert. The brunette's name tag reads Heather and Peggy is now completely in lust. Heather stands at least 6 six tall with thick muscular legs, strong arms with well-define biceps and breasts so full and perfectly round they are too perfect to be the work of any plastic surgeon. Peggy knows they are real, as all women are able to somehow know, as she stares into Heather's green eyes with lust and passion.
Peggy is lost in a craving for sex after viewing these three models and is about to step over the velvet ropes and kiss them each deeply when the arena's lights flicker on and off followed by an announcement that the show is over and everyone should leave.
Peggy knows she should leave along with everyone else, but she can't make herself move. She stands there staring at the models, her eyes going from Chrissy to Junki to Heather trying to make eye contact so she can begin a conversation and hopefully invite them out for a drink or anything to stay in their presence.
