"You can? Oh, wait...what?!" I said, loud enough that people heard us.
Signalling to lower my voice, she pointed to my dick, "That."
Looking up from my hard dick to her helpful face, I replied, "that's nice of you but I'm good."
"Oh. Okay," she replied, turning to walk away.
Unlike my normal self, I could sense the hurt in her voice as I rejected her offer. First was the first ti my eyes set on Beth, now it's this saleswoman. Maybe, that's the Empathy System doing its job.
I picked out my phone from my pocket and sent a text to Sarah to know where they were, a she replied that they were already on their way ho.
Without reading the text further, I dropped the phone and searched around as if in dire need of help before my eyes t that of the saleswoman again. She looked like she was packing her things to leave work.
'How could I approach her after rejecting her earlier? Nah, I didn't think it was—I can't just get off with this pain...' thoughts kept swirling in my mind until I decided, waving at her to co over.
"Is the offer still on the table?" I asked once she approached .
"That depends on what offer," she replied, as if not getting what I an. "What do you want from ?"
"I want you to get off," I said quickly. There was no need to bit about the bush.
"Hmm," she humd as if she was going to obey the law of karma by rejecting my offer too. "Tell exactly what you want from ?"
"Bitch," I couldn't believe she was asking that question. "I want you to suck my dick."
She chuckled, leaving in confusion.
My phone which was beside on the couch where I sat beeped a notification, but I didn't think I was in the mood to check on it.
Seconds later, the woman arrived with a piece of clothing, and threw it to . "Take this and cover it. Wait for outside then."
Just then, my phone beeped for the second ti. 'Who is it this ti?' I thought but still didn't check it.
I collected the piece of cloth, wrapped it around my waist and began to walk. On my way out, other custors in the boutique just stared at with doubts of justifications written all over their faces.
"Why is he acting like a weirdo?" one young lady's voice asked.
"Seriously, what's wrong with him?" another lady supported.
But that wasn't really my problem. I walked out as quick as possible, waiting by the sa corner I had been when Sarah arrived with Beth. Seconds felt like hours. It was as though I could burn out on the erection.
"Let's go," the voice brought comfort to . It was the saleswoman.
I obeyed her, knowing she was of age...old enough to be my mother. Even, possibly older than my mother.
But the deal remains that, in action, I will be the male lead. She could act bossy now as she likes until it's my ti.
She led to the parking lot, and unlocked a Ford F-series car and asked to get in.
"Is it yours?" I asked.
She gave this otherworldly look, and said, "How then do I have the key?"
Moving to the other side of the front passenger seat, I made to open the door when she cut half way. "Get in the back seat."
"Oh. Okay."
She dropped her back in the passenger seat I already opened, and joined at the back, only to be greeted by the sight.
"I could hold it no more," I said, pushing my pants down further to my knees.
She tied her hair in a pony tail style, and sat close to . Leaning on my legs with her breast, she spat on her hand and began stroking slowly, touching my pudendal nerve, making to let out soft moans.
In the midst of this situation, I needed just more than what she gave . So, I crossed my arm over her head, nudging it downwards.
She picked on real quick, sucking my dick for a while before returning to stroking . "Your physique deceives the size of your dick."
I couldn't condike any more teasing. So, I grabbed her by the hair and pushed her head down. "Oya."
Engulfing with her warm out, I could not but moan loudly.
"Uhn, hmm...yes, keep it going," I said each ti, picking up with her pace.
She got harder, and faster. Her head began moving up and down, her lips tightening in every suction.
"Ahh," I let out the deep groan, applying pressure for her to go deeper. She did as guided, going deeper.
When I felt I was about to cum, I pushed her head out, leaving her to wonder, why?
"You're still hard," she said, probably wondering why I pulled her head out.
"Yes, I know."
She smiled, before asking, "how old are you?"
"Hmm...maybe too young compared to your age," I replied with a wryly smile.
"So, now, what do you want?" she asked.
"Take off your cloth, all," I said with a smirk. "I want you to ride my cock."
As if I controlled her with a charm, she did as I asked her to, revealing her sexy body. She was in her late 40s or early 50s, but her body disproves that making her look like in her late 20s or early 30s.
"All done," she said, kneeling on the car seat, and tossing her skirt aside.
Jolting up from where I sat, I pulled her towards , turned her to take the doggy position on the seat.
"Put in," I instructed. I like sounding bossy in this kind of situation.
Her hands collected my dick and she began lining it against her pussy until she found the hole. I didn't even want for her further assistance as I went full throttle, making sure her pussy swallowed my dick.
She scread as soon as I went deeper, loud enough that soone closer could have heard her. But that was the joy of this whole occurrence; the moans, and the comnts were what's going to make the mont blissful.
I went harder, striking with quick precision. At a point, I would withdraw with just the tip of my cock in, then...KPA. I'm in again. I repeated this action three more tis before raining down on her.
I kept going hard on her, fucking her like she owned ...no, like I owned her. Well, I do, at the mont anyway.
"Ouch, ouch, God, I'm cumming. Stop, I'm a squirter," she moaned, with her breasts flapping against her chest from her body movents.
"Good, cum on inside your car," I said, and continued relentlessly.
A few more powerful strokes in, and she's squirting on . Still, I never stopped.
I gave out a smile, and began thrusting harder, faster, with more grunts. It was getting to the mont. I was getting to my climax.
1...2...3...4... ropes of cum shot inside her, which triggered her orgasms as well because she was cumming hard on my dick. Her pussy squeezing harder, milking dry to get the remains of .
"Ahh...ahh," shaking all over. Her breasts and nipple looked especially enticing. Grabbing them, I squeezed her nipples, triggering another orgasm as she cumd under .
She trashed around like she was having seizure for two minutes straight. I watched her as she ca down from his highness, pulling my dick out as I witnessed my cum running down to her ass. The sight was beautiful.
"You look beautiful," I said to her the mont she turned her gaze to .
"Really? With your dick or cum inside ?" she asked.
"All of the above," I replied.
"Well, should I clean you up?" she asked looking at my dick.
"No, it's fine." I replied. "I will be going now."
Picking up a piece of paper and pen in the car, I wrote my number down then gave it to her. She smiled as she took it from .
Putting on my pants, I collected my phone which fell unto the seat during the process, opened the car and left.
It was already dark outside, but it worth it.
My mind began to feel from whether passers by or those who parked their cars too has noticed what happened. I didn't let I bother anyway.
I found my way to my bike, hopped on it and rembered. "I didn't ask of her na."
Guessing the beep I got from the vibration of my phone might have co from Sarah, I smiled, reaching my hand into my pocket to pull out the phone.
When I looked up, behold I saw Sarah standing beside a blue Avalon car, although, she couldn't see. But, my smile faded. There was a problem.
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