She has to pay the cab fare.

The cab, which was the nicest and cleanest taxi cab Kimberly had ever seen dropped them off at what had to be a 5 star beach side hotel. The hotel was so tall that Kimberly literally couldn't see the top of it because of glare from the sun, like it was so massive it was poking past the sky. She told her kids to wait inside while she payed the fare, and waved to them as they went inside yet she was in for a surprise.

The dark skinned handsome local that had driven the cab from the airport to the hotel was sad to inform her as she tried to pay that US Currency wasn't acceptable, and she would have to get it exchanged at a bank. She had plenty of money on her but none of it was good, and she certainly couldn't run off and find a bank right now. She tried to explain it to the cab driver who had to be at least a foot taller than her and twice as wide, like a statue come to life. She apologized four or five times asking if she could trade anything instead, even offering her wedding ring since to her it was worthless now.

The cab driver then said if she was willing to trade for the ride, that he knew a way she could pay. He then pressed himself on her real close pressing up on her, sliding one big hand on her round ass and feeling her up through her jeans. "Well I think there is a way you can pay with that pretty mouth of yours."

She was surprised of course that he would even ask something like that, but fuck was he hot and the confidence was turning her on. Not to mention as he pressed himself on her Kimberly felt something big, hard, and long press against her stomach that she was dying to find out about. She looked up at him smiling and giggled like a school girl, "Well okay, but we gotta be quick my kids are waiting on me."

He led her into the hotel and the two of them snuck passed Kimberly's kids and into the lobby's empty men's room, where the two found a stall all to themselves. Kimberly sat down on the toilet seat while the cab driver towered over her, and she didn't leave him waiting for what he wanted. She undid his jeans and pulled down his pants almost getting slapped what had to be ten inches of thick ass cock. Kimberly held it and looked up at him mouth agape, "Oh my god you are freaking huge!" The driver smiled and said "Don't get scared on me now." She smiled and slapped her cheek with his fat fucking dick feeling how warm and hard it was, "Who said I was scared."

She then proceeded to give him the best blowjob of his life, slurping up and down his massive shaft with reckless abandon. Suddenly 18 years of being missus nice girl faded away, and she was young again. The driver tilted his head back and moaned, "Oh yeah **** on that dick bitch!" Then he took her in his hands and shoved his cock down her throat, but Kimberly wasn't surprised she wanted it and almost came as her nose pressed against his abs and her tongue grazing his fat nuts. She knew what was coming and she needed it, so she took both of her manicured hands and grabbed the driver's sides, and tried pulling him in deeper even though there was no more cock left to swallow. Then it came the biggest load she had ever swallowed went down her throat, and she took every last bit of it.

The driver let out a gasping "Fuck" as he slid her off his cock with a pop, "Damn girl you trying to suck a motherfuckers soul out?" She slid her face up against his half hard spit slick cock and looked up at him and said flirtatiously, "Don't get scared on me now." Kimberly then took one of his fat nuts in her hand and planted a hard kiss on them.

Kimberly would suck him off three more times before he was spent, phone numbers happily exchanged afterward. Then she took a quick second while he buckled his pants back up to fix her make up and clean up her face, kissing at her reflection in the mirror. Before Kimberly knew it she was back in the huge hotel lobby meeting back up with her kids, who had been flirting with a pair of curvy twins and hardly even noticed how long she was gone. They got their room number and hopped in the elevator up.