Hot Wheels

I never see it coming but she does. I drop my shifter lever into low and ease my foot down on the gas pedal. My sports car begins rolling off the unsteady deck of this gently rolling ferryboat and I pull over to the side of the pier. I set my parking lever nice and tight. My sports car sits low and looks like it doesn’t belong sitting there behind this eighteen-wheeler tractor with this hot pink sleeper cab. I blink a little as a flash of light from the side view mirror catches my attention. Then right there in front of my eyes this pair of shapely ladies’ legs with one foot stretching out begins slowly moving down the side of this huge truck’s hot pink sleeper. I can’t take my eyes off it as it gently finds its landing on the first rung of this sparkling chrome ladder hanging off the side of the truck. The motion of her right leg definitely has my attention as it begins searching for the second rung of the ladder.

Now that’s some leg; nothing compared to the shapely little cheeks that are revealed by a sudden gust of wind that comes rushing off the port side of the pier. I can hardly believe my eyes as this shapely body with big tits reveals itself as this babe eases her way down the ladder. This is definitely no truck driver. This lady either just got paid for a quickie or she is looking for another ride.

The crunch of gravel reaches my ears and now I am faced with these two firm tits just barley covered by a fringed halter-top. My eyes focus on her beautiful blue eyes and warm smile. Her beautiful body is giving me this coy come-on look. This little darling has this walk that looks like she just came off the runway of a fashion show or is on her way to Juices pole dancing contest. She slowly walks up to my little car and leans on the finder just in front of my hungry eyes.

She does more than say hello, those long shapely legs stretch out and she shifts her weight and is facing me right there and in full view are these firm rounded tits and heaving chest. She bends over towards me and puts one arm on the side of my door and I catch my breath and her scent. Oh baby, my dick--this cramped aching form straining at the buttoned down flap of my dress blues is aching for release into those ripe luscious parted lips smiling at me and now is leaving a wet puddle in my bulging blues. This babe’s eyes shift down and are staring at this throbbing bulge between my legs. She wants to know what I have there. I ask her if she has ever seen a sports car before. She says, “Well now, not with a gear shifter like this one.” Her lips move and part and begin forming this wicked-smile.

The next thing my ears hear is her voice saying, “You look a little cramped down there,” and she asks if I want to stretch my legs a little. I want to stretch my middle one for sure before it rips my blues open. Her lips come so close to mine that I can feel her breath. She wants to know if I want to take a little walk.

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If you could walk in the rain and not get wet would you enjoy it?