Find the dealership.

You hop in the car and take off, heading for the closest place you can find a telephone book. A couple of blocks later you find a convenient store and head inside. The man behind the counter is a young man in a white t-shirt with red sleeves, blue jeans, and combat boots. He glances up when you walk in, spits out a toothpick and drops his magazine, nearly falling out of the chair. “Hi.” He says with a little stammer, “Can I help you miss?”

“Do you have a phone book?”

He looks around then says, “Ya I think so.” Rummaging around for a few minutes he then finally drops his hands to his side and says, “Umm, well I can't find it. Oh, I could look up the number on my cell.” He offers holding it up.

Pulling out the business card you hold it up and say, “I am looking for this dealership. I don't need to call them exactly just directions would be perfect.”

“Easy, let me see the card.” He takes it lingering for a second as your fingers brush his. Clicking away on his phone he quickly has the directions you need. “I can write all this down you you just a sec I got a notebook over here.” You follow him into the back of the store into a little office with a little desk, television hooked to cameras watching the store and parking lot, and an office chair. He plops down on the chair and you sit on the edge of the desk. As he writes down the directions on a ripped off piece of notebook paper you can't help but notice he can't seem to keep his eyes off your ass. Finished finally he looks up first at your amazing tits, then your eyes, “All done. You should be good, just follow these exactly. The address is on there also, well I suppose it is on the card too... umm... so you from around here?” He asks then clears his throat.

“No I am new in town. Just passing through actually.” You say taking the paper from him.

He holds onto it for a second and says, “Umm, if you want I could take you there after I get off. It is only in an hour or so, once Tim shows up.”

The way he can't stop looking you over, such a new feeling, his desire for you so strong it seems to make the air in the small room heavier. Deep inside you can also feel something else, almost as if a new part of you wants nothing more than to take his cock inside of you. “I couldn't ask that of you, we just met. For all you know I am a nutcase or something.” You say with a smile.

“Oh, well ok, I just thought I should offer. Umm, do you have a phone, you could program in my number and call me if you need help.” He doesn't seem to want to let it go. You are sure all you would have to do is flash him the look, word, or gesture that says yes and he would be all over you in an instant. Do you dare? Part of you wants to see how it feels, another just wants to run.