My Fare Lady by Helen Marie
My Fare Lady
My adventure began when my husband Gus broke his leg on a ski trip, and was unable to go to work for several months. Naturally the bills still had to be paid, so we decided it would be best if I filled in for Gus while his leg mended. Therein lies the kicker. Gus drives a cab for a living. However, even though we both knew how dangerous it was for a woman to be driving a cab, we also realized that I didn't have much choice. Like I said, the bills still had to be paid.
I was able to get my chauffeur's license with no trouble, but even the woman at the DMV looked at me askance when she realized I was going to be driving a taxi. When I explained to Gus's dispatcher that I was going to be driving the cab for a month or two, he just shrugged his shoulders and said that a "good-looking broad like me" should do well on tips. He said I had the two way radio in the cab, and I should call in if I got in trouble, and be careful who I picked up.
The first two weeks went by with no trouble at all, and the guy at the dispatch office was right, I was making pretty good tips. A lot better tips than Gus ever did. I found out if I flirted with my male passengers that they were extra generous when they tipped me at the end of their ride. Quite a few guys even hinted around that they would be willing to pay me if I were to "show them a good time." I just gave them a smile and told them that I was happily married and didn't do stuff like that.
Then the evening came that I was dispatched to pick up a couple at the "Outside Inn", a local watering hole for the big spenders around town. The guy looked to be in his early fifties and was already sporting an inflated tummy, balding and bespectacled. The girl with him looked to be in her early thirties and was an absolute knockout! Blonde and beautiful with a body to die for, she was wearing a black, sequined, mini-dress, diamonds on her fingers, and three inch heels on her feet. They gave me an address in the affluent part of town as the two of them crawled onto the back seat, and I could hear them talking as I pulled out into the line of mid-evening traffic.
"Dammit Veronica," the man growled, and I could tell from his voice that he had had one martini too many, "... you promised me. You told me if I would buy you that damned necklace you'd give me a show tonight. I spent a ton of money on that fucking little bauble around your pretty neck!"
"I know, baby," the blonde said cajolingly, "... and I'm really sorry. But Elaine just couldn't get away this evening."
"So what? There are other women in this damned town besides her, isn't there? What about her?"
"Who? The driver? Hmmm... well... she is kinda cute, you know?" I could hear her moving on the back seat of the cab, and then all of a sudden her head was close to mine and she was whispering in my ear. I could smell the scent of whatever exotic and expensive perfume she was wearing, and it sure as hell didn't come from the Avon lady.
"Listen honey," her voice murmured in my ear, "... how would you like to pick up a quick and easy two hundred dollars?"
"Two hundred dollars?" I laughed softly. "Who do I have to kill to get it?"
"Nothing quite so drastic," she returned my laugh. "You simply have to help me give my friend back here a little show that I promised him."
"What kind of show?" I asked.
"Just let me go down on you while he watches. That's how he gets his jollies off. He won't even touch you, I promise."
"I... I've never done anything with another woman," I said. "I'm not sure I could do... you know."
"You won't have to, baby," she murmured. "All you'll have to do is lay back and enjoy it. I'll do all the rest." Leaning farther over the seat, she extended her arm and cupped her hand over one of my breasts, squeezing gently and knowingly. Her lips touched my ear and I could feel her tongue licking. I shivered as her warm breath and tongue caused goose pimples to raise on my arms. I was getting so hot that I was having trouble keeping the cab in the middle of the road.
"Where?" I asked thickly. "In the cab?"
"Why not?" she giggled. "I've never went down on a woman in the backseat of a cab. Loverboy can sit in the front to watch. Find us a nice quiet spot to park." She took her hand away from my breast and sat back on the rear seat.
"Okay Norman, you're going to get your little show, just like I promised. Give me two hundred dollars."
I could hear rustling in the back, and then she leaned forward and dropped two hundred dollar bills onto the seat beside me. Picking up the bills, I stuck them in my purse and headed for a deserted warehouse I had spotted a few nights before. Pulling in behind the warehouse, hoping to hell no cops came cruising by, I parked close to the building and turned off the lights. Twisting around on the seat, I looked into the back of the cab.
"Now what?" I asked, my heart hammering in my chest.
"Norman? You go sit in the front." She looked at me. "You come back here with me."
My knees felt weak as I opened the door and slid onto the back seat beside her while Norman slid into the front. Without a word, she pulled me into her arms and began kissing me, her tongue darting in between my lips as her fingers fumbled at the front of my jeans. To my surprise, I found myself eagerly sucking on her tongue as she opened my jeans and slid her hand down inside my panties. I moaned softly into her sweet tasting mouth as she curved her fingers into the hollow of my crotch and began to rub my pussy. After a few minutes, she pulled her hand out of my panties. Our mouths still glued together, she began pushing my jeans and panties down and I raised my butt up to help her. Pulling my clothes off of one foot, she pushed my knees apart and slid her lips away from my mouth.
"Lay back on the seat, baby," she said, her voice thick with passion as she maneuvered herself into position between my legs. Then her face pressed into my crotch and her tongue began licking the sensitive lips of my pussy. It was the most incredible sensation I had ever experienced, and when her lips and tongue found the nub of my clitoris I wound my fingers into that blonde mane of hair and ground my pussy against her face as she brought me to an orgasm that made my entire body jerk in spasms as I bucked and squirmed and wished that she would never stop...
I made a soft mew of disappointment when she finally raised her head from between my legs, the fluids from my pussy still giving a wet sheen to her face. She smiled at me, then twisted her head to look at her companion who was leaning over the back of the front seat with a glazed look in his eyes.
"That was awesome, Veronica... absolutely awesome! I came without even touching myself."
She turned to look at me again. "Are you alright? Was it good for you?"
"Couldn't you tell?" I asked, only now beginning to regain my breath. "He's right, you know... you are awesome."
"What's your name, hon?"
"Donna. My name is Donna."
"Well then, Donna... maybe you'd better get dressed again," she said. "It's creepy being parked back here, you know?"
Embarrassed now that it was all over, I awkwardly managed to get my panties and jeans back on. Norman got into the back again and I into the front. Instinctively I checked my purse. The money was still there where I had put it. Starting the engine, I turned on the lights and pulled out onto the street again. The two of them were idly chatting in the back now as I drove, and I suddenly realized that now that it was too late, I wished that I had reciprocated. For the first time in my life I actually wanted to see what it would be like to lick another woman's pussy...
When I finally got them to their destination, she touched my arm as she got out of the cab. "I could tell how much you liked it, honey. Just remember it's as much fun to give as to receive. Try it yourself sometime... you might like it."
As I pulled out into the traffic and headed back downtown, I grinned inanely. "You got that right, honey," I said aloud. "I am sure as hell going to give it a try. Just as soon as I can...
(to be continued)
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