.......ever get caught having sex in a car? As a night time cab driver I've had so much sex in cabs now I only can "get off" in cabs. Darkened motel rooms..forget it. If there isn't the added excitment that you might get caught it's just no good.
Now that I'm older, getting the girl, the cab and the Viagra coordinated is a challenge.
This is the story of one of my closer calls.
EN FLAGRANT
I was a night time cab driver in a small Southern city. On the edge of town was a sleaze bag titty bar right out of a William Faulkner novel.
I was tight with the manager. He lived out by the beach. After work I'd run him and his girl friend home. This night the bar maid rode with us. I'll call her, Missy. She was young and well built. She was a little drunk. When she found out I had a sail boat she got real excited and said she wanted to go sailing. Even if it was raining I should come for her.
Guess what? Next day it was raining. I just imagined her sitting outside waiting in the rain. I hate to be stood up so I drove out to the beach.
She was no where to be found. I asked somebody to knock on her door. She didn't come out so I went and knocked on the door. She came to the door and said "hi" and asked what I was doing there. Fucking bimbo cunt, what the fuck do you think I'm doing here? I wrote her off as a flake. I found out later she was in bed with a woman.
Maybe a year later, it was a hot, sultry summer night. The radio was slow so I dropped in for a drink. She came over and sat next to me. She was all excited about the girl who was dancing. She confessed to being turned on by her. She then revealed that she swung both ways. She had lived with a woman for a year but eventually decided she liked younger men. She needed a ride out to the beach.
She was awful friendly on the ride home. I sensed an opportunity and reached over and sort'a massaged a tit. She didn't resist.
She had some coke and suggested we do some lines. When we got to the beach we found a place to park.
She broke out her stuff and we did some, then got out and looked at the stars. They were nice but it was cold. We got back in the cab. She bet me she could get me hard, I said go a head. (pardon the pun)
I swear, no sooner had she started than a cop came up and shined his light on us. She got out to talk to him. It'sa good thing she did. There was cocaine on the seat, an open container on the floor and a bag of weed in my briefcase.
I don't know what she told him. He ran a check then cut us loose. Maybe she promised him a blow job. What ever it was, it was a good thing because if he found the stuff I'd still be in jail
p.s. when she got older she got preganant by a much younger man
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