LAST summer, I took my family on a road trip across the country. We did a loop around 18 states and stopped at many cool, unknown places. It was the best trip we’ve ever had.

For me though, the highlight was the two days before we left. I took the car in to the shop to get serviced: filters replaced, tires rotated, standard stuff. When I walked into the service office and got a glimpse of who was sitting behind the desk, I had to make sure I didn’t stare.

The receptionist was a gorgeous brunette, about 25 years old, with a body like a swimsuit model. She was wearing a tight yellow tank top with a deep V-neck that accentuated her full, round breasts. It was easy to tell that she wasn’t wearing a bra because I could see the outline of her nipples through her shirt.

I felt myself getting excited just at the passing glance of her tits, and had to force myself to focus on her eyes. (“Look at her eyes, look at her eyes!”) She smiled and handed me a form to fill out, which I was happy to do since I was so distracted by the way her titties bounced ever so slightly when she moved.

When I handed her the clipboard and my keys, her fingers brushed mine and I could barely control myself. My dick started to push against the zipper of my jeans. She took the pen from my hand and began to nibble on the end of it. I could have sworn she was trying to turn me on, but I’ll never know for sure.

She glanced at my paperwork and told me to have a seat. My car should be ready in an hour, she said, and I should help myself to donuts and coffee. When she turned around, I watched as she walked away from me into the service area. I just stared at her peach-shaped ass that fit so perfectly into her jeans. My dick was totally hard now. I was no longer in control. I saw the sign for the bathroom and made a beeline for it.

I locked the door behind me, leaned against it, and took a deep breath. I wanted to fuck that shop girl with everything I had. I wanted to know what she sounded like when she was getting pounded by my cock. It was a single-person bathroom, so I didn’t hesitate to undo my pants and start stroking. Seemed reasonable at the time. I thought about cupping her soft, milky white breasts while my tongue was exploring her mouth. I was stroking slowly, building up, when I heard a click. I was still leaning against the door, but holy shit! The shop girl was coming into the bathroom from another door!

I was frozen, my dick in my hand and my pants around my ankles. She just grinned at me, and asked if I needed any help. I was stunned and just nodded. I couldn’t even think of what to say to this beauty, and was she actually offering to help me jack off?

She walked over and pressed herself against me. I gasped at the touch of her skin on mine. Her hand was on my dick and we kissed, just as I had thought about not a minute earlier. I pulled her tank top over her head to free those wonderful tits, and flicked her nipples with the tip of my tongue. She moaned and gave my dick a firm squeeze. I felt my balls tighten. I wanted to bury myself in her pussy.

Sensing my eagerness, she pulled down her jeans and turned around so I could watch her ass as she bent down to take them off her feet. I stepped forward just as she was getting up, and lifted her leg so that one foot rested on the toilet seat. I slid my dick into her easily — she was drenched and totally ready for me.

I fucked her from behind, my left hand groping her tits and my right hand massaging her clit. Her hips were moving in rhythm with my thrusts, and she arched her back so she could turn around and kiss me. Her tongue went deep into my mouth, just as I was deep inside her dripping wet pussy. Her soft moans went into my throat, and as I fucked her faster, I had to let go of her tits and clit to put my hands on her hips. I pulled her onto my rod as hard as I could, and she pushed her hands against the wall to get me deep inside her until my balls were banging against her sweet pussy lips.

Her breathing got fast and I knew she was close, so I bent forward and whispered in her ear to give it to me, to come all over me. That’s when I felt her clasp down on my dick from the inside and a surge of wetness drip out of her. It was so hot! I finished right then, blowing my load into the beautiful stranger’s honey pot.

We dressed in silence, and she blew me a kiss as she left out of the same door she came in through. When my car was done, she told me to make sure to come back often to keep my car in tip-top shape. You better believe I will. It’s every thousand miles, right?

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