The Limo Driver

[Mr_Neb]

Uh oh! Not another one. I wonder why they almost always assign me to these things. Rumor has it that it I am requested, maybe because of my looks, I dunno, but it just seems that I get assigned as the limo driver for every bachelorette that the company gets. Here we go again!

I made the rounds, picking up six very attractive professional women, one, the georgeous statuesque redhead, was the bride-to-be. They all wore clothes guarenteed to get them noticed, tight T-shirts or similar tops and very short skirts, a couple were leather.

They started to party immediately. They went right for the drinks and started hootin' and hollerin' at every good looking guy we passed. I kept having to tell them that it wasn't a good idea to stand up in the limo and put their head out of the sun roof when we were moving. I knew my warning would be ignored but I said it anyway.

I must say, I certainly enjoyed looking in the rear view mirror at these georgeous women as they got more and more "happy". I was glad they chose not to close the privacy glass.

Enventually, their attentions started to turn to me. They began flirting and that intensified pretty strongly as the ride progressed. I got the feeling that as we hopped from club to club that this was going to be a very memorable night.

 

[Guest]

It was Tanya who started up the game, not surprisingly. At work she's the unconventional one: the rest of us are individualists, strong-willed, assertive, efficient, but she has a streak of craziness that sees every job, every task, every event, a little askew. Tonight she was completely unrestrained. She picked on me, of course, since as the one getting married, I was the one she most wanted to unwind. And it started innocently enough. We were already getting a bit giddy from the drinks when Tanya said, "See the driver. What do you think?"

"He's yummy," giggled Jen, "I've got plans for him!"

"Oh we've all got plans for him!" laughed Sara.

"What are _your_ plans for the driver Sally?" Tanya asked me in mock seriousness.

"Oh, uh..." I giggled, "I think I'll give him a hug before the evening's out"

"Oh come _on_!" cried Jen.

"Naked?" said Tanya.

"No!" I laughed.

"You see he's not impressed," said Tanya, pointing at the driver. "He can hear all this y'know, and he keeps looking in the mirror, but he didn't react at all to that offer SallyD. Let's see who can make him an offer he _will_ react to!"

"Well I've had my turn," I said.

"One turn," smiled Tanya. "Think how high the stakes will be by the time it's your second turn!"

"Well I'm going to flash my tits at him before the evening's out," giggled Sara. There was no response from the front seat, so she added "for two minutes".

"Not so much a flash as a full beam," mused Jen. We all laughed as the driver continued imperturbably. "My turn, eh?" Jen continued dolefully. "I wonder how I'll ever beat the offer of Sara tits. Let me see..."

 

[mfucker]

Jen:

I thought for awhile and looked at Sara. My tits were at least two sizes larger than hers, and no man has ever resisted me for my melons.

"I'll let him suck my tits or whatever he wants to do with it, for five whole minutes, what about that?" I asked, confident that he would be stirred.

We all stare at the front seat, in anticipation of his reaction.

 

[mfucker]

Jen:

He did flinch for awhile, but my joy was short-lived, as his eyes remained rooted on the road, and I cursed for having embarassed myself for this limo driver. Who the hell did he think he is? By then end of the the ride, I'd make sure that he'd beg me to let him fuck me.