Attractive Woman Car Sales

[alexchubbs2014]

I am writing this for someone with a specific character in mind that is blonde in her thirties and a little bit of a flake though not dumb. Anyway I need some good ideas in how to turn a test drive into a sex romp in the back of the car or van. It shouldn't be so she is reluctant but instead chooses sex as an option to persuade him.

 

[Thecsm]

I am writing this for someone with a specific character in mind that is blonde in her thirties and a little bit of a flake though not dumb. Anyway I need some good ideas in how to turn a test drive into a sex romp in the back of the car or van. It shouldn't be so she is reluctant but instead chooses sex as an option to persuade him.

Out on the test drive....the guy testing driving the car starts talking/joking about how he wanted to also test drive the back seat. Since he and his wife/girl friend, always end up back there. She really needs the sale to get her monthly bonus and tells him to park in the park. then gets out and opens the back door. says ok, lets test it out or something like that. Hoping to make the sale and get her bonus.

 

[CeasarBoobage]

So is she selling or buying? Or haven't you decided that part yet?

Obviously if she's selling, she will want to provide plenty of incentive for the other person (M or F?) to buy the car, but if she's in the market to buy, she might go further than she had planned in order to get the lifetime oil change deal.

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Trying to keep her thin summer dress in place, she opens the door of the pickup, looking at the long step needed to get into the driver's seat. She looks at the salesman, thinking back to five minutes before when he said he needs one last sale in order to keep his job. When asked for a small ladder, he shakes his head no, instead going to one knee, offering his other leg to her as a substitute.
She looks around nervously, then gives him a slight grin as she bends over to take off one high-heeled shoe, knowing he can see both of her full breasts through the neckline of her dress. "I hate climbing and I'm scared of heights, but this will work. If I lose my balance, please don't let me fall."
On unsteady feet, she plants one foot on his leg, and halfway up she waves one arm and pretends to fall back. She smiles widely when she feels the salesman get a firm grip on her ass, shoving her up into the cab of the truck. He apologizes for groping, but she waves his apology away, half facing him as she turns to face the steering wheel feeling the breeze of air between her legs and knowing he got an eyeful. She said it was well-deserved payment for his quick reaction, which saved her from cracking her head on the pavement. She said that she was getting the truck for her fiance's wedding present, and she was grateful for his help, winking at him as her eyes dipped to see the lump in his slacks.
After getting the salesman to agree to installing a retractable step below each door, free of charge, she started in on him about free scheduled maintenance, but he was resistant. At first.
Halfway through the test drive, she started talking about liking the bigger trucks because she can show off for her future husband, and in his current truck she's gone hours on the freeway without wearing anything and not being noticed, except for the random happy trucker. She keeps talking, getting him more excited so he worries less about the price of the vehicle. She was talking about how fun the bench seat was for laying down on while she gave him a BJ before getting herself off, then seemed to notice his discomfort. Laughing softly, she pulled over into a parking lot, apologizing for teasing him, but with her upcoming marriage, she was excited to be able to flirt with such a handsome man that wasn't her fiance. She thank him for letting her experience a long-held fantasy of acting like this, but knowing the other half, actually being a little slut, shouldn't happen, but she couldn't help wanting to see one more cock before she married one.
Pulling down one shoulder strap of her dress, she left one breast mostly exposed while she faced him, sitting on the center console and pulling up her skirt. She says that she can make him feel better, starting with a BJ and swallowing for him while he plays with her body, but only if she gets the maint. package.
He says "deal" as he's pulling his pants down, and five minutes later, he's panting while she dries off her lips and slides back over to the driver's seat.
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Back at the dealership, she waits in the showroom while the salesman collects all the paperwork to drop off with his manager. He looks guilty as he hurries to the break room to clean up, and she walks into the finance office to see her wife already waiting for her. "You're right, boys are stupid," the woman says, "I was a flirt and a showoff, and for only a few gross minutes of doing a guy, I got us at least five thousand in freebies for our new horse-trailer hauler."
"I scored too," her wife said, "the sales manager bought my line about getting the truck for my dad, and overpaying for our old trade-in. He bought he line of daddy's little girl will do anything too easy, so that makes us even on the gross mouth work."
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The finance associate walked in and looked at the paperwork, his eyes growing wide as he stared at the final numbers on the calculator. "I don't know what kind of crack these sales guys are smoking lately, but you ladies got one hell of a deal. Unless my eyes are lying to me, you're getting like thirty percent off on this whole package deal."
"For our farm truck, we'll do almost anything," the first woman said with a wink, "but we're worried about what kind of damage towing our horse trailer will do to the transmission. What kind of extended warranty do you have for that?"
The ladies held hands, watching the man as his eyes dropped to their wedding rings, then to the paperwork that showed them as married. He shifted in his chair, forcing himself to not stare at the four rigid nipples pointing his way as he pushed the price sheet across the desk.
"Well ladies, we do have a few options, but it's all about how much you're willing to pay."
After a pause, the ladies looked at each other and shrugged one shoulder apiece. "We must have the best, but that's way more money than we have. Is there any way we can knock some of that price off?"

 

[CeasarBoobage]

I am writing this for someone with a specific character in mind that is blonde in her thirties and a little bit of a flake though not dumb. Anyway I need some good ideas in how to turn a test drive into a sex romp in the back of the car or van. It shouldn't be so she is reluctant but instead chooses sex as an option to persuade him.

On the other side of the equation, this lady is the one selling the vehicles. Here's what popped into my head:

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Janet was stressed when her manger told her that unless she could sell four vehicles that week, she would be out of a job. By the time half of the week had passed she had sold three, and because she was so confident in her ability to keep her job, she didn't try quite so hard for a few days. On the last day of the week, there was still that one vehicle that needed to be sold, and she started to panic.

She flirted with the first customer, and in an attempt to rub up against his arm, she tripped. Luckily the crash wasn't heard by anyone else, but she looked down in horror to see that after they had bounced off of the trunk of the new vehicle, the man had fallen onto his back while trying to hold onto her, and she was straddling his body, his hand firmly grasping her breast.

Not caring that he could see up her dress, Janet jumped to her feet and helped the man up, easily noticing his erection, feeling the warmth between her legs to show that she was just as turned on. The man left in embarrassment, and she went back to her desk, her mind whirring busily.

In her first month on the job, she was in the middle of the average range for sales, but in her second, she had slipped. Janet figured that her enthusiasm was part of what helped her make the sales before she got complacent. As a woman in a male-dominated profession, the incident with that last man had helped cement in her mind that while her gender could be a stumbling block, she could also use it to her advantage.

Around noon, a man dressed in dirty clothes came in, and she recognized the look and attitude of a hard worker. The first thing to pop into her mind was "blue collar millionaire", and she was excited to see that her coworkers all shied away, thinking he was looking for a beater of a used car. After talking to him about his needs, she showed him the heavy-duty trucks, then brought him to the back of the lot to see the cargo vans.

Janet was nervous, thinking that she could sell up-sell him on several extended warranties, and in the process of getting the van ready for it's road test, she dropped the paperwork and keys twice. She wasn't surprised by that, but she was happy to see that the man had stopped what he was doing to watch her closely. Pulling the van out of the line, she looked at the odometer to see it was still in single digits, not watching where she was going and hit a bright yellow cement guard by the maintenance bay, denting the bumper and leaving bright steaks of paint.

Quickly putting it back and finding another vehicle, she parked it by the front of the building before noticing that there was carpeting equipment in the back, then remembered that a co-worker had used that van to haul stuff during his home renovation. The customer didn't mind, and they drove off.

Three blocks down the road, she asked him to keep quiet about her wrecking the other van, and he laughed and nodded, saying he'd think about it. They heard a noise in the back, so he pulled over. He saw the rolls of carpet padding and laughed, then went around to the back doors and climbed in. Janet followed him, trying to explain away the presence of the gear, hurrying to climb in behind him. She tripped on the roll of padding, splashing her coffee across his pants, boots, and the floor.

Cursing out loud, but thinking that this development could help her, she got down on her knees and pulled a handful of napkins from her purse, dabbing at the wetness on his thighs. He gently pushed her back, and he sat on the roll of padding as she continued to try and dry the mess on the floor. From her peripheral vision, she could see that the front of her dress had billowed open, giving him a full view of her breasts, even though they were clad in a comfortable bra.

He asked her to stop moving and freeze in place. She did so, her heart pounding as she stared out the back door, feeling his eyes on her breasts. She looked up, her eyes wide as she did her best to look scared. Janet apologized again, saying she hoped that her clumsy moves didn't distract him from wanting the van.

The man rubbed his crotch as he stared at her, then told Janet that if she pulled her dress down, took off her bra, then gave him a blowjob, he wouldn't say anything about the wrecked van, nor showing off a used van marked as new, nor spilling coffee all over him. She said no, sitting up straight as he voiced one of the few job risks that she had dreaded, but then saw the logic in what he was saying. Janet thought that she could not only do it, but she could use his as an advantage.

After she blew him, she sat back on the floor and took the rest of her clothes off while they recovered, hoping her full nudity would encourage him to buy the van. She asked him about his needs for a vehicle, and when she found out that he owned his own plumbing business and wanted four vans, but not all right away, she had another idea. If he got one now, she could set it up that he started a business account, getting a new van every six months, and after he got to the fourth one, they would buy back the oldest one at ten percent over the book price.

The man stretched out his legs, latching his fingers behind his head. He said that if she took his clothes off for him and had sex with him right then, he would take the deal for the van they were in. His other condition was that for the future vans, he would not take the 10% overage, knowing it would look bad on her and he could write off the money loss, but only if she would continue to have sex with him every time he came in for the new vehicle. It would help her sales numbers and make him a loyal customer, and she instantly agreed mentally, but made him argue his point for a few minutes before she crawled towards him with a smile on her face.

 

[CuttingEdge]

I wrote a story like this, but added a twist in that it was a woman who was selling a Tractor Trailer Truck. This put her at odds since she was a woman in a mans world and soon learned that the only way for her to get to talk to the truckers was to dress so that they wanted to talk to her.

In the end, and in the sleeper cab to get out of a rainstorm, she has sex with a much older man, just to make the sale of the truck.

Message me if you would like the link.