All characters and situations are fictional.
All characters are above the age of consent.
Any similarities with people or places are simply coincidental.
I feel like I have reverted back to being a teenager. I mean, seriously, as soon as Ricky pulled up to get me in front of my office my pussy started getting wet.
The same thing happened when he came to my apartment this morning after he got off work. I was dressed and ready to go, wearing a knee-length blue skirt and white blouse. Ricky had to work late so he got there later than usual. He knocked on my door and I swear my pussy became wet before I answered it.
Ricky came inside and used my bathroom to take a leak, not bothering to close the door. He came out of the bathroom with his dick hanging out through his zipper and said, "Let's have a quickie before we go."
He had me lower my blue panties to my ankles and bend over the dining room table. He unfastened his pants and pulled them down a bit then he fucked me From behind, blowing his load in me before pulling his pants up and saying, "Let's go get some breakfast before you go to work."
I was a little disappointed by this. We had time to do more, and I was hoping that he would get me off. Hell, he didn't even give me time to go wash my pussy after cumming in me before ushering me out of my own apartment.
He drove me to a corner diner where we got a quick breakfast that he paid for, then got back in his car, where he told me that he wanted me to suck his dick while he drove me to work.
I reluctantly leaned over and unzipped his pants, reaching in and pulling his hard cock out and began sucking him as he drove, totally paranoid that someone was going to pull up beside us and see what I was doing.
By the time we pulled into the parking lot he hadn't cum yet, so he parked and insisted that I finish. So, fearing the entire time that a coworker or customer would walk past the car, I continued sucking his cock until he came in my mouth. Unlike last night, he was back up to his above average volume of sperm.
So there I was, working with Ricky's cum coating my pussy and panties and the taste of more of it in my mouth, and horny as hell.
All I could do all day was think about how much I wanted to have him fuck me.
Also, it bugged the hell out of me that I had experienced some of the best sex ever over the last day or so, and I don't dare tell anyone about it. I mean, we're not breaking any laws, but after all the fun, I feel like a cheap slut for letting him control me like this.
I get into his car, wondering what he has in mind for me when we get back home. He tells me that he got several hours of sleep and will be ready to fuck my brains out again. I say, "Whatever." But I am secretly looking forward to it.
But before we go home, he wants to show me a car that he says is a great bargain. I'm not so sure. It is a 22 year old Nissan Maxima, so how good can it really be. But he says that he knows the owner, and the previous owner that this guy bought it from, and that it has been well maintained. The current owner is a mechanic who fixed it up and is selling it for three thousand dollars. I tell Ricky that I only have $1200 saved up for a car, but he says the guy might be willing to take payments.
I have my doubts about this when Ricky pulls into the dirt packed parking lot of a dingy looking building with a sign saying 'McKay and Sons Garage'. I see a fenced in area along the side with several cars parked there. Many of which look like junk. A beat up tow truck is parked out front. The garage door is open and there is a car parked in the shop. I frown and Ricky says, "Relax, Jimmy is a great mechanic. This used to be his dad's shop. He's been working here since he was 14. His dad died a few years ago and left it to him. His older brother is part owner, but he only fills in when necessary."
I don't know why he feels the need to explain this. I just want to know if the man has a dependable car I can afford.
We get out of the car and walk inside. Ricky calls out, "Hey Jimmy!"
Jimmy McKay steps out from the front of the pickup truck he has been working on. "Hey, Ricky." I see his eyes looking me over and I get the creeps.
Jimmy looks like he might have been cute at one time. But that was some time ago. The man before me appears to be 40 or so. He is probably 250 pounds or better. His short, light brown hair is both thinning and receding. He has a round, pudgy face and tired blue eyes. His hands are as greasy and as dirty as his work clothes. "You must be Leigh." He says. "The Maxima is in the yard. Let's get the keys."
We follow him into the side office. There I see a shadow box hanging on the wall displaying some high school football memories, including a picture of Jimmy in his old uniform. I was right, he was cuter back then. Seeing the class he was in I figure he is 35 or 36. Younger than I had thought. I see a picture of Jimmy and a young boy standing on a beach. The picture is folded in such a way as to hide someone standing next to him, but I see what looks like a female arm around him. I assume Jimmy is divorced and doesn't want to see his wife in the picture.
"That's my boy, Mitch. He's named after my pop. Here's the keys, let's go look at the car."
We checked out the car. Took it for a test drive, went over the CarFax report, and I believe it's worth three grand. But I don't have three grand at the moment. So we sit in the office discussing options.
Jimmy tells me that if I give him two thousand cash that he would be willing to work out payments. I tell him that I might be able to come up with that in two weeks.
"I don't know if I can hold it that long." He says. "Can you give me a deposit?"
"I can, but I can't access the money until Monday." I tell him.
Jimmy shrugged his shoulders. "I can't promise you anything. I have a guy who wants to come look at it tomorrow."
"I have an idea." Ricky butted in. "How about Leigh sucks your cock if you promise to hold it for her for two weeks."
I gasp. I can't believe he would say this.
Jimmy grins at the comment.
"I'm serious as a heart attack, Jimmy," Ricky continues, "Just so you know, I'm the only man she's ever sucked and swallowed. You can be number two."
"What the fuck?" I stammer, not believing what I am hearing.
Jimmy looks me up and down again. "Shit, we can definitely work something out. You suck my cock and I'll hold it for you."
"No way." I tell them both.
Ricky puts his hand on my shoulder, "Come on Leigh, it's just a blowjob."
Just a blowjob? What the fuck? He expects me to blow this fat fucker. "No fucking way." I whisper to Ricky.
"It's the only way to get him to hold the car. Hell, after everything we've done, what will it hurt you to suck him off?"
Jimmy stands up and starts removing his shoes and pants. After dropping his underwear he unbuttons his work shirt. I look at the fat man and see that his 5-inch dick is hard already as it barely protrudes beyond his flabby belly.
"Oh god, please don't make me do this." I say to Ricky.
