Chapter 3
The "uniform" theme propelled me the following day when I had to take my car in for repair.
The sound under my hood hadn't been normal for some time. I delayed bringing it to the mechanic, fearing he would verbally diagnose what I had already suspected. My constantly being on the run precluded me from making regular visits; the shrill noises that occurred when I started my Mercedes were relegated to the back of my mind for later investigation. It wasn't until I was actually in the embarrassing situation of having my car perform its screeching cacophony before a group of autograph-requesting fans did I realize I might have waited a bit too long. I suppose I knew that by taking it in, I would be told of the shocking cost to restore its health-not to mention my having to leave the damn thing in the shop.
I wouldn't want to tarnish my image and become the hottest talk show host on the air too lazy to have her car serviced. I resolved to correct the problem and made an appointment. Although the garage that normally attended to my needs was busy, they penciled me in for a late afternoon spot.
Had I known in advance that the mechanic that would be assigned me would be a Hispanic god, I might have called for service posthaste.
He stepped up to the counter shortly after I pulled into the requisite space designated for troubled cars. His name tag pronounced him "Eduardo." He was, in my opinion, one of the hottest-looking Spanish men in existence. I scanned him from head to foot. He had pitch black hair, sexy blue eyes, olive skin tone, with the trimmest, most conditioned body I'd seen in a while. His mechanic suit complimented him, imbuing him with unchallenged masculine appeal.
Perhaps his most outstanding facet was his innocent nature: he didn't seem overly confident of his looks. As a matter-of-fact, he was essentially shy when confronting me. I attempted to relax him with a bright smile and the calculated brushing of his hand while he scribbled out my list of complaints about my car. Although my charm might have made inroads in his otherwise docile character, he maintained his reserve.
"How long have you noticed this problem?" he asked, concentrating on completing the form.
I withheld my answer until I got another sample of those alluring blue eyes; they stimulated a frantic urge that could only be satisfied with sex. "I'm not sure. Maybe the last three months."
He glanced up at me, granting me my wish. "You've waited this long to report it?"
"What can I say? I'm a workaholic. I do five shows a week. Do you have any idea what kind of schedule I juggle?"
He shook his head.
"Let me tell you, honey, sometimes I don't even have time to pee. If I don't account for it when I'm writing up my itinerary, it doesn't happen."
He looked slightly uncomfortable over my admission.
"Seriously, I know I've neglected my car. That's why I'm here. I need you to fix me."
I waited, hoping he would make the connection. His perfectly logical, courteous brain refused to process that thought as it was intended. He allowed for it in his summation.
"I'll have to examine it in order to give you a fair assessment of what's involved," he announced, coming from around the counter.
He was every bit as spectacular as I imagined. His lean, muscled body made a splash appearance when in full view. I had to control myself while gazing at him. Raw desire flowed through me as he walked past, then strolled over to my parked car.
I wanted him, I determined after my eyes were glued to his compact buttocks for five consecutive minutes. Somehow, I had to fulfill that whim.
The garage was bustling with activity-perhaps too much for my actions to be observed by the others. Cars were being driven in and out of the area, while large tow trucks blocked the view of inquisitive eyes. I elected to take my chances. If the man wasn't having any, he'd make that known within the next couple of seconds.
I had had the foresight of pulling into a space that was flanked by two trucks. While Eduardo opened my hood and began his analysis, I sidled up to him with every cell humming in my titillated body. I angled my thigh so that it grazed his. My first attempt seemed to go unnoticed, so I repeated the movement with less simplicity.
Eduardo's sure hands faltered at my electrifying contact. He was ill-prepared for the potent charge I gave him. I caught the flicker in his eyes, as though he started to realize my illicit objective. A cloud of confusion became suspended over his head. He looked uncertain whether to accept my invitation-or run.
I daresay I would have been insulted if he chose the latter. It wasn't often I silently propositioned strangers. Eduardo should have been flattered.
My smile got him. I had practiced it, rendering him defenseless with the curve of my full, sensual lips. I caught his momentary glances at my tits, which confirmed his acknowledging my hunch he found me attractive. He recognized the vibrations that existed between us, even if they were subdued. Of course, Eduardo was very much the gentleman and turned away after only a moment's look, but I knew the desire to continue his gape still thrived.
"What do you think?" I asked, boldly rubbing him with my leg. The miniskirt I wore showed my luscious legs to advantage; I'm best remembered for their flawless shape. "Do you have the necessary part to make it work?" My husky voice was filled with tantalizing suggestion.
"I'm not sure," he stammered, trying to focus on his job.
You'd better be sure, honey, or you don't get any. My snaking thigh declined his chance for reprieve. I was curious to see how he would handle himself. Would Eduardo "go for it," or would he back out at the first opportunity? There wasn't a sign of another person within fifty feet. I felt confident that my hustle had gone undetected by the upper management. At this point, I elected to "go for broke." It was going to be the thrill of Eduardo's life.
I got behind him. He seemed relaxed not to have me flaunting myself at him. Ha-did he have a surprise coming! Those sumptuous buns of his swam before me, sending the message "Get me, if you dare." I questioned whether Eduardo came across many brassy women like myself, who initiated the proceedings. If he hadn't, then this was his lucky day.
Very slowly, I took his ass in my hands. My grasp of him was light, non-threatening. Of course, there should have been no question in his mind of my intention. Eduardo became still, his breath audible. I thought I heard a single gulp. His hands froze on my engine.
"Hmmmmmmm," I purred. "I do believe I've got your attention."
"Miss Grant," he blurted, "please-"
"Exactly my intention: to please."
He cleared his throat. "I could get in a whole lot of trouble if we're discovered."
"Then let's be smart about it. Do you have a room where we can be alone?"
"I'm suppose to be on duty," he insisted hoarsely.
"You certainly are. And your first order of business is to service me. You do provide that, don't you?"
He couldn't speak above the lump that obviously formed in his throat. I lent assistance in ridding him of that impairment by swinging my hips forward and massaging those gorgeous buns with my crotch. I moved seductively over them, moaning as we made delicious contact. Eduardo couldn't reclaim his voice. He shuddered in my embrace.
"Jesus," he whispered. "Oh, God."
"Do you feel my soft mound rubbing against you? Do you have any idea of how wet I am? How excited I've been since I walked through the door? Ohhhhhhhhhh."
I gave him the most exhilarating strokes I could summon, applying every ounce of creativity at my command. Eduardo was recipient of my warm, absorbent pubis molded to that manly butt. My tits were crushed to his back, forming an enticing cushion he couldn't escape.
"All this is yours, Eduardo," I moaned, pressing myself to him. "I want to give every bit of it to you. You've gotten me so horny." My hands swerved around him, groping the expansive muscles of his chest. Eduardo was built like a god, as well as resembling one. "Come on, baby. It'll be so good."
My whispered promises almost depleted his will-Eduardo held fast to the last vestiges of respect. He was determined not to compromise his job for the sake of getting laid. My fingers floated over his smooth, solid contours, scorching his flesh with my sizzling imprint.
"Am I that easy to resist?" I taunted, smashing my damp panties to his ass. I exerted more tension, feeding him my hunger. "Do you have a woman who attends to your every desire? I could give you tremendous pleasure, Eduardo. You won't be sorry."
To secure his consent, I gave him something he couldn't possibly withstand. I went for his throat. My lips enclosed that appetizing nape, then administered a pucker that caused him to groan. Eduardo was no match for that explosive charge. I succeeded in rocking him on his heels, fighting to drag air in his lungs. My fluttering tongue and tempting mouth sent him reeling. His will power was reduced to zero.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm," I mewled, slipping my hand inside his mechanic's suit and fondling his nipples. As a result of the stimulation we both fed each other, I shivered. My hips swiveled wildly, accentuating the caress of my mound to his susceptible butt. I'm sure he wished he could reach behind and feel the damp spot spreading on my panties. "Oh, baby. Mmmmmmmmm."
"Oh, Christ," he muttered faintly.
After several stimulating rotations, he was mine to command. I could feel the hot quiver racing through his body. Eduardo was definitely in no shape to spurn my offer. That audible exhalation saw to the decline of his opposition-even if it had been prompted by a sense of obligation.
While I continued kneading his upper torso, my other hand dropped to his thigh. Eduardo stayed rooted, his blue pupils following. His head was turned slightly, keeping track of my lust-inspiring movements. He made no attempt to flee, nor did he try to displace my roving fingers. His jaw was clenched, his breath quickening.
My brain whirred. We couldn't very well fuck in my car; who could get comfortable like that in a Mercedes, with the gearshift in the middle? Behind us, however, was a tow truck, with an acceptably wide front seat.
"Get in the truck," I ordered him in a low, sexy voice.
Eduardo did not challenge me. Not a single protest was leveled. Without hesitation, he reached for the handle and swung open the door. I signalled for him to climb in first. He was waiting for me propped up on his elbows, his long legs thrown apart for me to scoot between. The air in the truck had already grown thin. Reckless anticipation hummed between us. I could tell how deeply he wanted me by the glow of his azure pupils. His chest rose and fell in expectation.
My tits dangled from the confines of my blouse. He watched them shift from side to side as I arranged my face by his crotch. I could feel my miniskirt slipping forward, revealing my black lace panties to him. I maneuvered my ass, wriggling it for his individual pleasure. I wanted him to see exactly how hot he made me.
Eduardo was mesmerized. He was frozen in position.
I was reluctant to break my hex. Wasting precious seconds, or hurrying, could very well spoil the mood. I smoothly manipulated his thighs with my hands, intensifying his expression. I felt his muscles tense in the process.
In a strained voice, Eduardo muttered, "Miss Grant, this is no good. We shouldn't be doing this. I could get fired."
I silenced him with a seductive smile, then proceeded to increase his stimulation. A shiver of anxiety, then mounting excitement seemed to meet my touch. I fondled him, beckoning for him to relax and allow my free reign. From his somber cast, I gathered that he was reluctant to surrender that right to me. Still, I was not faced with total resistance.
Tenderly, I smoothed over his crotch, challenging the hardened swell that greeted my arrival. I watched the bulging column stretch, yawning to full size beneath my caress. With a single finger, I trailed the outline of his cock and detected its throb. Mmmmmmmmmmm. Eduardo had the necessary equipment to provide me orgasmic pleasure. I buried my face against it. Its stiffness was pure splendor for my cheek, my lips, and my forehead. Aloud, I groaned with pleasure.
At last, Eduardo was pushing me away. "We've got to stop this before it's too late."
I peered at him. "It is too late. I want you, Eduardo, here, now." I stroked his bulge. "Even as you're verbally rejecting me, your body is telling me yes, yes! I'll bet in the back of your mind, I've elicited your consent, too. Ohhhhhhhhh. You're a very appealing stud."
He shook his head. "How can you expect me not to physically respond to what you're doing? Miss Grant, please, I beg you to stop."
"Call me Barbara."
"Please.. . Barbara."
"Do you actually want me to stop?" I snuggled closer to him. My tits brushed his inner thighs. I detected untamed tremors. "Are you willing to prematurely end this fantasy-or would you rather see it to a more satisfying conclusion?"
His Adam's apple rippled. "This is wrong."
"It is what is it," I whispered, stroking his cock. "You want it and I want to give it; let's just go with that, baby. Hmmmmmmmmm?"
"Christ, if my boss finds out-"
"He won't know."
Before he could protest any further, I unzipped his fly. Once my hands were on his cock, neither of us were of the mind to argue. Excitement filled me with such power, my knees shook. Eduardo watched with hooded eyes as I released his dick from captivity.
"Oh, my God," I panted, "you're a gifted man. Looks like I've got something to suck on."
With a guttural sob, I lowered my mouth to his stiff cock.
"Oh, Jesus," he grunted, defeated by the first delectable slurp of my tongue.
Liquid heat poured over his dick as I devoured it whole. My lips engulfed him in their hot clench, compressing the pulsating thickness. He could not prevent me from carrying out my wish to please him, nor deny himself the demands of his flesh. He observed with lasting joy as my lips pulled at his shaft, coating it with warm saliva. I ate him so delicately, so lovingly, that he couldn't possibly push me away. My sexy expression made him even more erect, as though he were recipient of something rarely performed. He balled and unballed his fists, then deliberately spanned the back of my head with one hand and guided me. He coaxed me downward as the spiraling sensations lifted him, causing me to linger as my limber tongue produced shivering wonders to his cock.
Initially, Eduardo kept glancing at the window, checking for shocked glances in our direction. Fortunately, our activities were not under surveillance. As my consumption deepened, Eduardo abandoned his vigil and gave himself over to the tingling rush my slobbering mouth afforded him.
"Ahhhhhhhhhh," he groaned, filling my mouth with his hard dick. "Oh baby. Yeah."
"How do you like getting blown by one of your customers, Eduardo?" I teased. He was speechless, save for the low grunts he made as I went down on him. Obviously, he was unable to think clearly with his cock in my mouth. Before his conscience could remind him that what we were doing was risky, my descending head robbed him of the strength to stop me. Soon, his defiance waned. Eduardo offered no more obstinacy and, in fact, was moving his hips toward me, willingly sending his fat cock into my sucking furnace.
Eduardo demonstrated exactly how much he liked getting sucked. He strained his hips to meet my open mouth. His blue pupils pursued every tongue-twirling, lip-catching step. Perhaps getting a blow job was a rare treat, something his girlfriend didn't often perform. I found sucking him a revelation. I could see how desperately he had wanted this particular form of sex. Every man wants to experience putting his cock into a woman's mouth, watching her suck on it. Seeing Eduardo's urgent expression, feeling him excitedly push his cock toward my mouth as I widened my lips and swallowed him was thoroughly rewarding. Giving head was an art I had learned by instinct and perfected through practice. Taking cock down my throat and feeling a man's pulse through my lips afforded me ecstasy. Eduardo's being thick posed some problem, but I filled myself with as much of him as possible. I loved the taste of his dick, thrilling to his hardness. Also, in light of the gratified sounds he emitted, I relished driving him out of his mind.
A few more saliva-drenching seconds and Eduardo sprang from his elbows, dragging me toward him. Raw urgency was exhibited in his frenzied grip. He tore off my blouse, struggling to free my aroused flesh. His mouth descended over my nipples, mouthing them frantically as he cupped my sweet curve of ass.
I enjoyed this explosion of desire. The fierce sucking he vented made my body temperature climb. "Ohhhhhhhhh," I sobbed, writhing in his embrace. "Yes, baby. Take me."
I thrust myself against him, swooning from his mighty physique. Eduardo represented hard, trim muscle. He was everything I longed for in a man, plus more. He groped me with strong hands, availing himself to my huge tits. I responded passionately to him, grinding my pussy to him in feverish effort. My whimpers were smothered by his mouth, then tongue probing into the heat.
Our kiss was lasting, and when he finally pulled back, he studied my face in awe. "You're so fucking hot," he muttered.
I put a finger to his lips, which he proceeded to nibble. Words were unnecessary at this point. Frantically, I unzipped his mechanic's suit. I wanted the man inside it, and would settle for nothing less.
Eduardo became infected with the same delirium that gripped me. He no longer searched for reasons, but simply acted on impulse. He reached behind me and scooped up one of my butt cheeks, then squeezed. I arched my back, brushing him with my groin until he stilled me with a powerful grasp.
I moaned as I felt his rigid thing smashing against my stomach, shivering from the expectancy of what it would be doing to me. Insistently, I clutched at him, running my hands down his body until I grazed his buttocks with my nails. My circular motions established my erotic seizure.
Voracious need consumed us both as Eduardo turned me in his arms until my back was to him. His hands were alive, pinching my nipples while cupping my tits, smoothing over my stomach, grabbing my pussy.
He mouthed the base of my throat, prickling my flesh with his darting tongue. Although I'm sure he had no knowledge of it, he hit one of my hot buttons. I cried out, prompting him to continue. He nibbled on my ear lobe, then rubbed his mouth all over my vulnerable flesh. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh. I was nearly driven out of my mind. The man had uncovered my number one escalation spot and rode it to the limit.
"Oh, baby," he growled lustfully. "You make me hungry."
I was utterly lost in the torrent of pleasure. I closed my eyes as he coiled his arms about me, pushing my ass back until I felt his stiff cock from behind. When he gestured for us to move down to our knees, I obeyed. I fanned out my fingers on the seat, trembling as Eduardo stroked my stimulated flesh. My butt was propped high in the air, ripe for the plucking. I anticipated penetration by this man for the first time.
"Christ, you're making me hot." Eduardo's voice was hoarse. "Come here, babe, and let give me you what you've been dreaming about."
His husky voice fueled my desire. There Was no more fret of discovery. Apparently, he was propelled by lust. He realized he needed what I gladly provided-and wasn't going to wait another second. He slipped a hand under my stomach, nudging my pussy closer to his dick. The other gripped my tit, squeezing the nipple. In abandon, I lurched backward, allowing him to slip me the crown of his hard shaft. Involuntarily, I cried out as it separated my pussy lips and pushed into me. His dick sliced through moist tissue.
"Oh, my God," I whimpered. "It's so fucking hard!"
Immediately, Eduardo ceased movement. "I'm not hurting you, am I, baby?"
"It's okay. It's just that you're pretty big. Don't let that stop you. I want it. Every bit."
"I'll go in slow." He took care in easing his cock, cognizant of my difficulty.
"No, it'll be okay. Fuck me hard. Fuck me like you've always wanted to fuck a woman. Give me your big, hard dick. Talk to me the way you wish. I want this to be the best you've ever had."
The honking of a horn in the background paralyzed him. Eduardo's emotions flailed. A surge of panic reappeared on his face.
"Fuck me," I moaned, imploring him to bury himself in my juicy crevice.
"Jesus, what if someone sees us?" he whispered.
"Don't worry, nobody's going to find out," I maintained emphatically. "Keep low." I tilted my head to look at him. He struggled behind my butt, reluctant in venturing forth. "Don't torture me, baby. Can't you understand how badly I want you? Please, fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me!"
The plea in my tone finally persuaded him. He already had some cock in me, and from the manner in which I started gyrating my hips, I rather doubted he could quit. His dick was ramrod-stiff and getting increasingly wet from my moist hole. Gradually, he introduced more of himself into my narrow slot. I groaned as he pushed, bobbing my sweet ass. He probably never thought he'd fuck some talk show host who just happened to seduce him at work, but it must have been extremely exciting. How many men could brag of such an accomplishment?
"I want to feel all of it inside me," I prodded. "I want it where it belongs."
From my breathless manner, I was begging for trouble. Despite what his buddies might have called being in an enviable situation, he was far from exuberant. "We shouldn't be doing this, baby," he muttered hoarsely, even as he fed me more cock. "I'm going to get my ass kicked but good if my boss finds me humping you on the job."
"Eduardo," I moaned, receiving that extra inch. "Oh, God, put the rest of it in!"
My hot juicy clutch subdued him. He could no longer neglect what he needed. Of course, he couldn't stop himself even if he wanted. He was a normal, hot-blooded male, and I was throwing myself at him. If I wanted his meat, then goddamn it, I was going to get it!
Turned on by what I sought to achieve, he abandoned his reservations and plunged into me with all his might, sending home the entire length.
"Here, baby," he grunted, cramming himself into me until his balls whacked my ass. "This is what you want. You want my fucking cock."
"Yes. Ohhhhhhhhh."
I groaned as he moved inside me. His initial entrance had been delicious, but the subsequent strokes knocked me breathless. Ohhhhhhhhh. Eduardo proved to be an incredible fuck. He sawed through my slick pussy lips without reluctance, gasping as I squeezed him.
"It feels so good, baby," he admitted, pumping me full of cock. "Your pussy's so wet, so snug. Man, it just grabs and sucks me into you. Ahhhhhhhhhhh."
If only he knew what it was like to be on the receiving end of all that ramming, we could really compare notes. Ohhhhhhhhh. He was getting me off, jamming that monster into my cunt. That exciting friction produced a mind-rending high. I rocked myself to him, hungry for more of it.
Our bodies moved as one, slippery from sweat and cunt juice. Eduardo hammered away, feeding meat into my narrow passage and groaning as my warm pussy received every inch. We were beyond caring, reduced to two people humping each other for the mere satisfaction.
The wet sounds of groin pelting against groin were like music to my ears, as were Eduardo's contented grunts. Happily, I embraced him from within, seizing his cock with my pussy until he gasped with delight. He was entrenched in my hot crevice, encased in squish.
"Oh, baby," Eduardo muttered, "there's no way I can hold back another minute. I've got to cum." He was on the brink of emptying himself into my tight pussy, with no way of delaying it. My snatch was going to be flooded with his hot goo. He slowed his pace, attempting to delay the inevitable, but the evident heat scaling within his body hastened his strokes.
I would have preferred prolonging the session indefinitely, but Eduardo's frantic pumping informed me that such was not to be the case. Before I could detach myself from the impending event in order to enhance his orgasm, he succeeded in making me a part of it.
"Can't make it last much longer. It feels too fucking good. I want you to cum with me," he gasped, riding me for all that I was worth. "Come on, baby. Let's get there, together. Come on-"
I saw no reason to protract my agony. I wanted to cum just as much. I quickly got caught up in the fever. I had wanted his cock, and now that it was shoved inside me, I yearned to spasm around it. I nearly shuddered as the contractions took command of my senses.
"Eduardo," I whimpered. "Oh, God.. . "
He plastered himself to my ass, embedding his hard-on to the hilt. The Jism poured from him like molten steam, filling my cunt as he howled in agony.
"Arrrrgghhhh!" he rasped. "Uuugghhhh! Ugghhh!"
My lips curved. Ohhhhhhhhhh. I think Eduardo missed his calling in life. He might do well to be a cock for hire.