Make a deal with him

Doug looks at me with suspicion after seeing me chat with the woman he has been wooing for the last hour. “Hi there, Doug.” He looks uncomfortable with me using his name.

“Hi... And you are...?”

“I’m Amber’s associate.”

“Who is Amber?

“Come on. You’ve been talking to her all night.”

"I thou... She said her name was..."

"Oh, really? She knows better than that. She must like you then. Whatever she told you, it's Amber. And it's time to make a decision."

He looks confused, unsure what kind of scam I am game I am playing. "What are you talking about?"

"You like her, right?"

"...Yeah, she is... What do you mean you are her associate?"

"I'm her driver for one. And we need to get moving here. If you want more time with her, you need to pay up. I'm going to get the car. You've been nice to her and she seems to like you, so I'll give you a deal. For fifty, I'll give you a fifteen minute ride to wherever you need to go, with her. You can chat some more... or put her mouth to better use." His eyes get wide.

Before he can decide on a response, 'Amber' returns to the empty chair between us. She sees the guys talking low and Doug's painfully uncomfortable expression. "Hello again. What are we talking about?"

"Your driver says your name is Amber," Doug says, trying to confirm anything that I just blindsided him with.

She looks at me, not sure what my angle is, then says, "Well, he should know. He has been sticking to water for a reason." Doug's eyes dart to the beverages across the bar.

I ease her into the topic gently. "We were just starting to talk prices. I'm going to pull the car around and wait for you in front while you finish these drinks. What's it going to be, Doug?" I hold out my open palm under the bartop and wait. He hesitates, looks at each of us, then digs some bills out of his wallet and hands it to me. Amber watches the transaction and looks at me, mouth open in disbelief. I whisper in her ear, "Give the poor guy a bj, then we will go have our own fun." Her jaw cocks to the side and she pushes her tongue to her teeth. There is a glint in her eyes. I decide to leave before she can object.

I leave, walking quickly into the wind to get back to my apartment building. I jump into the car, make sure it is clean, then drive it to Rudolf's. Before long, Amber and Doug come out. Seeing her on the street at night like this makes it even easier to believe she is a prostitute. Doug, by comparison looks schlubby. He looks like someone that came to a neighborhood bar to get a few beers, not someone dressed to go clubbing. They get into the backseat. I start driving, not looking back.

"The clock is running, fifteen minutes." I prompt them, before the silence can get awkward. Amber leans in and gives Doug a kiss. He moans and she giggles. I am impressed that she is taking the initiative in this game I set up for her. They kiss some more. After a few minutes of warm-up, I hear whispers, then some fiddling, then a zipper being pulled. There is rustling, then Doug groans. I hear soft wet sounds from the back seat as I turn onto the freeway to do a big loop. They find a rhythm and the sounds build slowly, getting wetter and Doug getting louder.

"Oh, that... yeah... that feels amazing...Amber..." He is pressed back into the corner of the seat, his body getting more rigid as his pleasure builds. "Oh, wow... You are worth more...than fifty bucks... This is... so... mnnngggg..." He rolls his head back, then down again, watching the sexy redhead kneeling across the seats and sucking his cock. It is starting to sound sloppy, getting me aroused in the driver's seat. I finish the loop, then look for another route to end close to where we started. I look at the clock and see that Doug's time is almost up. He is getting close, but hasn't cum yet.