The divorce became final today. I’m forty-five years old, out of shape, overweight and horny as hell. Now I am also alone. Nobody around to solve even that problem for me. I could usually count on my no account man to fuck me when I was horny. He didn’t care about anything but the fact you were female.
The last of the customers finally left the store at six o’clock. I happily locked up and got ready to go home. I got into my piece of junk car, and went about four blocks when I heard a loud bang and the car made a loud thumping noise. I pulled into a mall I had never noticed before and got out to look.
I had a flat. I opened the trunk as if that would help. I had no clue how to change a tire. I picked up my telephone to call a service station and I was in a no call zone. Go Figure!
I looked around and there was only one store open, I walked toward the place and it wasn’t until I entered that I realized it was an adult bookstore. There was a nice looking muscular man behind the counter reading, who looked up and asked, “Is there something I could help you with lovely lady?”
I explained my situation and he smiled. “A good looking lady like you should be able to get some man to change her tire. I will make you a deal. You watch the place, while I change the tire, and then you give me a blow-job as a thank-you.” He picked the keys out of my hand and he was out the door before I could frame an answer.
I think he was kidding to see if he could shock me. He was going to be surprised because it sounded like a plan to me.
It took him about twenty minutes and I used the time to inspect the toys and other things that constituted the store’s stock. I laid aside two vibrators, and a large jelly dildo to take home with me along with some lubrication that said it tasted like strawberries.
He laughed when he came back inside and saw the stuff waiting to be purchased. He pulled down his jeans, no shorts and pulled me to him. “Let me fuck your ass lady when my blow job is done and you can take the stuff for free.
I asked, “Do I get some pleasure out of all this. He fisted his cock slowly and I watched it grow from its flaccid seven inches to almost ten as it engorged to the size of a small fist.
“Never mind” I said with a smile, “let’s try some of that lube.” He went and put out the closed sign, locked the door and put out the lights. Finished, he led me to the back. There we found a nice cot. This place was well prepared.