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Chapter 4: Ms. Uber
The alarm went off at 7 a.m. Surprisingly, I had slept relatively hard the past two and a half hours. I hopped out of bed, changed into a suit, and put my luggage by the door. Airport parking would rape me over a three-week stay, so I decided not to load up the Benz. My alternative was Uber. I set up a request through the Uber app for 9 a.m.
I’ve still got enough time to eat and tidy up.
Soon enough, my Uber driver was out front. Nice car! I thought, as a black Lincoln Continental pulled into my driveway. The trunk popped open and a sexy brunette appeared from the driver’s seat.
“Here, let me help you with those.” She wore black pumps, slim fitted black dress slacks that stopped mid-waist, and a sexy V neck loose-fitting black top with the middle exposed to show off the side views of her breasts. “Go ahead and sit in the passenger seat. I hate turning away from the road to talk to my customers.” Her dark mascara blinked deep into my soul.
“Yes ma’am,” I responded. Wow, she is smoking hot! My mind exclaimed, as I buckled into the passenger seat.
“It’s a Black Label, so it’s got all the bells and whistles. We are about forty-five minutes from the airport, so feel free to use the seat warmer for your bottom, back or both if you’d like.” Her open blouse revealed an opening to see her left breast and nipple when she reached for the seat belt. We hadn’t even pulled out of the neighborhood and my cock was throbbing. My mister found his way into the right leg of the suit pants and thickened the already narrow space.
“What are you traveling for? You’re not carrying a laptop, so I doubt it’s for business.”
“My grandfather died. Unfortunate, but expected. Just a bit odd that the funeral is today.”
“You’re not... superstitious... are you?” she asked.
“My family has a history of dealing with spirits. I’d like not to brag, but I’m unfortunately gifted with visions,” I replied, trying to keep my mind off my boner.
She asked about my visions twenty minutes later.
“So, you can see into the future and shit?”
“Well, not exactly,” I chuckled. “The visions are usually about people that I’m close with, in either a situation of sickness or death. It’s been a while though and didn’t happen with my grandfather.”
I saw her nipples protruding through her loose shirt. Is this shit really turning her on?
“So, kind of like an omen or deja vu I suppose. By any chance, do you pay attention to the moon?”
“Only to find my way around the back patio at night,” I responded.
“I have a certain fascination about the spirit world, the old ways of tracking the moon, and heightened awareness. And right now, I’m a little wet.”
She grabbed my left hand and placed it in her lap. “Unbutton me,” she commanded. My cock was about to burst in my suit pants, but I calmly did as told. As I loosened her button and unzipped her pants, she thrust my hand between her panties, immediately feeling her moistness. “I don’t normally do this, but there’s an abandoned mall next to the airport and I really want to suck your... cock.”
She gasped as I slid a second finger into her pussy. We passed by the airport, but I didn’t care. Between my dream last night about Sarah and my recent dry spell with women, I needed this release. She pulled into a parking garage and made a sharp left. I pulled my fingers out and watched her eyes as they followed my fingers being licked clean. We pulled into a spot near the back and the car went quiet.
“Think you can last until I tell you to cum?” she challenged.
“Think your throat can take all this without gagging?” I replied.
“Open your door, take off your pants and climb onto the trunk. I don’t like roughing up my sexy knees... and don’t fuck up the paint.”
I did exactly as told, and within seconds, her hands were gripped to the trunk on both sides of my thighs. Her sexy lips slid over my dick head, slowly inching her way down my shaft. I felt as her tongue swirled around my head, bringing me to a twitch.
“Easy does it, big fella,” she teased.
I stared into her eyes. They were familiar looking. She broke our glance and started working my cock with both hands in a pepper grinding motion, using her spit to work my length. All in a moment's notice, she removed her hands and immediately throated all eight inches and a half. My eyes widened as I felt myself slide past her tonsils and into her throat.
Fucking amazing!
She continued working my cock in and out of her throat. I closed my eyes and leaned back, as I was nearing completion. Just as I reached to grab her hair, the parking garage lights went out. I opened my eyes to see two fiery orbs glaring back at me. Startled, I lurched back and heard demonic laughter from where I was just at. I slid off the car, tripping over my pants that were around my ankles. My head smashed into the ground and I lost consciousness, but not before I heard a high pitched scream.
Chapter 5: Mile High Club
“Flight 2169 to Nashville is now boarding. Would passenger Wayne White please come to the desk?” A voice over the intercom boomed.
Dazed, I jumped up and knocked over my small suitcase. How the hell? I thought, as my brain reeled.
“Yes, ma’am?”
“Are you Wayne White? ID please.”
“Here you go.”
“Sir, you’ve been upgraded to First Class. Here’s your boarding pass.”
“Thank you, ma’am.”
“Sir, I hope you can catch up on some sleep while you’re in First Class. You were giving us a scare with your body convulsions.”
“Yeah, sorry about that.”
I went back over to my suitcase and picked it up. “Whew, I need a fucking drink,” I said out loud, trying to piece together what had happened. I reached into my jacket’s left breast pocket and pulled out a business card and a red claims ticket. At least my shit is going with me. I flipped the business card over.
Hara S.
423-4UR-RIDE
Uber Black
“You owe me a drink when you get back!”
There’s no way that any of that happened. I reached up to feel for a bump on my head. Nothing. Have my desires for Sarah started to possess me?
I proceeded to the jet bridge, where I handed the agent my ticket.
“Enjoy your flight, Mr. White,” winking as she scanned my ticket.
I made it to the seat and pulled out my phone.
“I’m on my way. See you in about two hours.” I sent Sarah a quick text to remind her of her obligation.
As I turned off my phone, the plane started to pull away from the gate. I closed my eyes. I could never sleep on an airplane, but at least I could relax for a few minutes before being airborne. I sank into my seat and soon felt firmly pressed against my seat as the plane shot down the runway.
I opened my eyes as the plane leveled out. “Sir, can I get you a drink?” A curvy flight attendant had approached with the drink cart.
Oh my, it’s Ms. Mile High! Her meaty backside challenged me as I shifted uncomfortably in my seat.
“I’ll take a Cran-Apple, and also an order of vodka.” Cran-Apple had always been my drink of choice while in flight, but I needed to take some edge off.
“That will be eight dollars and sixty-nine cents,” she informed as she leaned down to hand me my drink; her uniform slightly gave way for a quick peek at a red lace bra. She giggled when she caught my glance, and then tossed her blonde her. “I’m just a button call away if you need me.” A devilish grin came across her face before leaving.
“Thanks.” My hands shook from all the thoughts reeling in my head.
About an hour later, the flight attendant came by. I was deeply involved in a crossword puzzle when she intervened.
“It’s 'blood moon,'” she giggled, as she brushed by, purposefully flaunting her ass. “How long are you staying in Nashville?”
“Three weeks give or take. Just in town on some family business.”
“So, you’ll be busy? I live in the upscale part of downtown. Maybe I can show you around?”
“Perhaps.” I handed her my trash.
“Looks like you’ve got something on your pants.” She pointed to my limp cock and handed me a napkin that was folded over. “Let me know if you need me to wet it.”
I blushed. Way too much attention for one day. She was sexy, but I wasn’t about to do the deed in a tiny restroom. Besides, my condoms were in the belly of the plane in my large suitcase. I opened the napkin and found her number with a scribbled name... “Amber.”
“Flight attendants, please prepare for landing.”
Ten minutes later, we had arrived at the gate. I pulled out my phone and turned it on. That’s weird. I thought, as I clicked on my last text to Sarah, as I had not received a response. I decided to shoot Amber a quick message.
“Thanks for your number. I’m down for some honkey tonk while I’m in town. - Mr. Vodka.” I hated giving my name out, as I tended to value my privacy.
I’ve worked my ass off to get where I am, and I’m not about to let a stranger ruin things for me.
I reached into the overhead bin and retrieved my small suitcase. As I exited the plane, I brushed past Amber and winked at her. Now to get to baggage claim and finally see Sarah. My suit still seemed to be crisp and fresh. I’ll be going back to that dry cleaner again. A few minutes later, I had retrieved my large suitcase and made my way to curbside pickup.
There she was, standing on the sidewalk. She wore a big navy blue sun hat, lined with a white brim. Her floral print navy blue midi dress perfectly fitted to herTo continue reading this story you must be a member. Join for FREE here.
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