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The Red Convertible .
Date: 6/4/2016, Categories: Hardcore Author: eroticmind4u, Source: xHamster
I was working a full time job, but like a lot of people these days I was looking for a way to make some extra cash. Mainly to pay off some bills, and get a couple of things I'd like to have. The problem was being able to find something part time, that would all me to work the hours I wanted to work, and not have to adhere to a schedule. Over a beer I found my buddy who owned a gas station was looking for someone to help him out. He needed someone to work for him nights, and weekends, so he'd have more to to take care of his very pregnant wife. I told him I'd be glad to help him out, that working evenings and weekends would work out perfectly for me. Not only did he agree to hire me, he told me he would pay me cash under the table so I wouldn't have to declare the earnings at tax time. We shook hands and the following night I was on the job. Now this is small town America, and they still have full service islands at the station. I didn't mind, because I got to meet some pretty interesting people. There was a company across the street, and at closing time, I would get busy putting gas in the cars of the people that stopped by. Most people didn't pull up to the full service island, because the gas was .20 more per gallon, but fortunately that didn't stop everyone. One Friday evening at around six, this red convertible pulled up, with a sexy looking red head inside. I always have had a weakness for red heads so I made a beeline over to help her. I greeted her saying, "Good ...
... evening, you must have had a late day." "Yes I did, but how did you know that?" "Well for one thing, I saw you come from across the street, and your parking sticker gave it away as well. That, and the fact that the rush of employees had been over for a while." "Wow, you're very observant. You don't look familiar, are you new here?" "Yes, I'm working part time helping out the owner whose taking care of his very pregnant wife. I'll be here as long as he needs me, and hopefully I can make enough to clear up some unwanted debt, and have enough left over to buy some toys I'd like." "Well, that's really nice of you the help the owner out like that. I'm Carla, and I'm a regular customer. Would you mind filling me up, and checking my oil." "Not a problem Carla." "Hello Carla...I'm Steve...it's a pleasure to meet you....I'll take be glad to fill you....your car up with gas a check the oil." I was a little embarrassed by my Freudian slip of the tongue, but from what I could tell Carla either didn't catch it, or didn't care. I could feel my cock starting to tingle in my overall as I started pumping the gas. While the gas pumped, I popped the hood of Carla's car, and bent over to grab the dipstick. As I leaned over, I could see Carla was putting on some lipstick as she looked into her rear view mirror. As she leaned forward I could see her cleavage of her fabulous tits. They were nice and full, with a sprinkling of freckles. I ...