A Woman Out of Control Ch. 2

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Linda continues her reckless flashing and sucking.
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Part 2 of the 4 part series

Updated 10/29/2022
Created 04/23/2001
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Linda drove down the road looking for the next stop on her little adventure. She knew where she wanted to go but she wasn't familiar with this part of town and she had to keep her eyes peeled. She could still taste Justin's come in her mouth and she wanted more, wanted more men, more eyes to stare at her and more cocks to come for her. She was on the edge, almost to the point where she didn't care if she got caught or not. The final treat of the day still awaited her, and the longer she put it off the sweeter it would be. She stopped at a light and saw her destination. Her watch said 12:30PM, so she had some time.

The Ford dealership was fairly empty on a Monday afternoon, and Linda parked her Mercedes in the spot furthest from the showroom. She popped a peppermint in her mouth to get rid of the bleachy come taste in her mouth and walked over to a long line of huge SUVs. Several salesmen saw her but the quickest to her side was a big, egg-shaped man with a tan suit and a loud red tie. "Good afternoon, my name is Bob, how are you today?"

She took his offered hand. "Hi, Bob, my name's Vicki," she lied, using the name of her husband's first wife. "Can you tell me about these big trucks?"

He was a salesman, and a good one. He steered Linda around the lot, telling her all about the Expedition, the vehicle she said she was interested in. He didn't seem to be unduly fazed by her looks, by her breasts thrusting against her pale blue blouse, or by her long legs. Oh, he looked at her, of course, at her tits, and her lips, but right now he was more interested in her net worth than her cup size.

He asked what she drove now and she pointed at her Mercedes across the lot. "This would actually be for my husband, something for him to drive in the winter." Bob considered this, and the expensive ride she came in, and Linda could see dollar signs in his eyes. "Could I take one for a test drive?" Linda asked, and Bob said of course, he would just need her to come in and sign some papers and show her drivers license. "Oh, shoot!" Linda said, biting her lip. "I forgot, my license is in my other purse."

Bob smiled sadly, disappointed that he wouldn't get her in the truck and really work on selling her, when Linda snapped her fingers and said, "Actually, would it be OK if you drove and I rode along? My husband would be the one driving it, I'd just be a passenger anyway. It would give me a feel for it and I could bring him back tonight to drive it himself."

"Hey, sure, no problem, let me get a plate and some keys." He went back to the office, and Linda waited, hoping that she could overcome his lust for a sale with lust for her body. He returned and stuck a dealer plate on a burgundy Expedition with tan leather seats. "Ready?" he asked, using the automatic key to open the door.

The passenger door was quite high up, and even with the running board Linda had a big step to get it. She put her foot on the board and lifted herself up, giving Bob a quick view of the tops of her thigh-highs and perhaps the soft white moons of her ass. She dropped back down and saw him smiling nervously. Yes, he'd seen her, knew she wasn't wearing panties. He was excited now, about more than a sale. "Bob, could you help me a bit here? I probably shouldn't have worn heels today."

"Of course, let me help you." She steadied herself on his thick shoulder and pushed herself up. She settled gracefully in the seat and smiled. "OK, I'm in. Let's take her for a spin."

Bob drove the truck down the road, rattling off the Expedition's specs, engine size, interior capacity, warranties. Linda pushed her seat back and crossed her legs. "I could move in here, be quite comfortable." Bob laughed and his eyes moved to her legs.


They headed back to the dealership, chatting about the truck, the way it handled, gas mileage. And then Linda asked the question Bob surely knew was coming, "Now, I saw the sticker price, but come on. What kind of deal can we work out here, Bob?"

"Well," he drove through the green light, "this is a very popular model right now, we can barely keep them on the lot. Even a fully loaded one like won't last more than a week."

"Even if we paid cash? I mean, my husband wants to buy something right away, but he's looking at the Mercedes SUV as well, and I think the Tahoe. So even though price isn't exactly a big concern, my husband definitely isn't going to pay sticker."

"I'm sure if we discuss it, if you and your husband and my manager and I get together and discuss it, we can come to an agreement that will delight him."

Linda smiled and put her hand on his shoulder and kept it there. "Bob, I want to buy this truck. This is the one I like the best, by far. And I want to buy it from you, because you've been very helpful and you didn't talk down to me because I'm a woman. I get that all the time and I resent it, the man at the Mercedes dealership treated me like I had to get my parents permission to buy a car."

She moved her hand down until it rested on his thigh. Bob looked down at her hand, her long nails softly stroking his pant leg. "But it would mean so much to me if I could go to my husband and tell him that I arranged everything, that I made the deal. So, Bob, what do you think would be the best price I could get for this?"

He licked his lips and kept his eyes on the road. Oh, he was really caught now, torn between his avarice and his desire for Linda to move her hand just six inches to the left. He probably thought she was just doing this to get the deal, that she wouldn't really do anything. So he said, "Vicki, let me be honest here. If you pay cash, up front, maybe we can work something out. I don't know if it's what you're looking for in the price, but I don't think you'll get a better deal anywhere else."

He quoted a price, lower than sticker, but not by much. Linda smiled and said, "And there's no way you can come down from that."

"Vicki, that's the best I can do, honest and for true."

"Well, could you maybe move the price down a bit," she moved her hand until it rested on his groin, "if I went down on you a bit?"

He leaned back in his seat and blew out a quick breath. "Are you kidding? What the hell are you doing?"

She rubbed him through his pants. His gut spilled over his belt a bit and he needed a haircut, but he wasn't a bad looking man, a big jolly sort who probably was fun at parties. Linda wanted him in her mouth, wanted him to come in her mouth. "Bob, let me show you how much I want to buy this truck."

She unzipped his pants and slid her hand inside the fly to feel around for his cock. He was wearing boxer shorts and she wormed her fingers inside them and felt his erection. She almost burst into giggles. He was a huge man, but he had a tiny cock, barely four inches long. She didn't care, she just wanted to feel him throb in her mouth. But because it was small she had some trouble getting her lips around it. When she did, he moaned like a bull and thrust his hips upward. His stubby cock glided between her lips and Linda flicked her tongue up and down his length as she gobbled him up.

"Oh my God, nothing like this has ever happened to me before," he babbled. He suddenly jerked the SUV to a sudden stop and he said, "Sorry, almost missed a red light."

"Careful, honey. Don't want to bite it off."

He drove and she sucked. He didn't last long, not with Linda's hot mouth and wet tongue ravaging his penis. "Vicki, oh, oh, I love it, yes." He ejaculated and for such a small package he produced an enormous quantity of come, she swallowed his seed and it was delicious, every creamy drop.

She sat back up and zipped him back up. "No one, no one has ever done that before," he mumbled, eyes fixed drunkenly on the road. "Let me finish in her mouth like that."

"You loved it, I could tell."

"Oh God, it was incredible."

Linda opened her purse and pulled a tube and carefully reapplied her lipstick, checking herself in the mirror on the eyeshade. "For every five hundred dollars you can knock off your best price, I'll give you a blowjob. And I'll blow your manager. I won't fuck you, I'm faithful to my husband, but every five hundred you come down, I'll do down on you and your boss."

Bob was sweating now. Linda put her lipstick away and took out a tissue. She leaned over and dabbed at the wetness on his brow. "Bob, I want this truck. I want your cock in my mouth again. You can make this happen. Please, do what you can."

They pulled in the dealership parking lot and Bob parked the Expedition. "Vicki, I have to talk to my manager, it might take awhile. I...I'll do anything I can. Anything, everything."

She checked her watch. "I don't have much time today. Tell your manager that if he wants, he can come out here, take me for a drive, and I'll suck him off. As a good-will gesture. After that I want the price to come down."

He licked his lips again and nodded. "OK, I'll talk to him and be back in about five minutes. I'll be back, I'll be back..." He yanked the door open and dropped like a sack of potatoes to the asphalt and lumbered off.

Linda's door was opposite the dealership showroom, so she was able to open the door and sneak away without anyone seeing her. She walked behind the tall SUVs until she was able to cut across the lot to where her car was parked. She jumped in her Mercedes and drove away on the double, anxious that no one see her license plate. She didn't know if dealers could trace plates but she didn't want to find out. She sped down the road laughing like a maniac. She was having the time of her life.

She drove a mile down the road. She was hungry, even with the loads of two men in her stomach. She pulled into a fast food place and was disappointed to see how crowded it was. But the service was quick and in just five minutes Linda had her Chicken Caesar Salad and looked for a place to sit. There wasn't an open table in the place. It was lunchtime, there were office buildings in the area, and the tables were filled with people in suits and khakis. Her salad wasn't something she could easily eat in her car.

She scanned the room and saw a rather handsome man appraising her from across the room. He obviously liked what he saw because he didn't look away even after Linda made eye contact with him. Why not take advantage of the opportunity, she thought. She walked over to his table, a slight smile on her face. He watched her the whole way.

"Hi," she said. "Would you mind terribly if I joined you? This seems to be a popular place today."

"Oh, it's like this every day. My sales territory includes this area and I'm out this way every day. Please, have a seat."

She told her lunch companion that her name was Vicki, keeping in character. His name was Doug Simons, he was in sales. He kept saying that, he worked in sales, without saying what he sold. He seemed to think this was a fascinating topic, because the whole time Linda sat with him the man didn't shut up. He kept talking about his customers and how stupid they were and how he had to lead them around like sheep to be sheared. He was a total self-centered asshole, and Linda lost interest in playing with him.

His mouth never stopped moving and neither did his eyes. They kept returning to her breasts, over and over. Linda obliged him by leaning over a few times, reaching for a napkin that fell on the floor. But he reminded her too much of her husband. Doug was very good-looking and from the quality of his suit and watch he made a good living, but she saw his wedding ring and pitied the poor woman shackled to this fool.

A nasty thought flashed through Linda's mind, and a slow, evil smile spread across her lips. Doug said, "Did I say something funny?"

Linda shook her head. "No, I was just thinking, you meet so many people on your sales calls every day, and I was thinking about the old stereotype of the salesman calling on the lonely housewife, and she invites him in and seduces him. And here I am, a housewife, not lonely but alone, and I'm paying a call on you, on your table. A little bit of irony at work."

Doug's wicked smile matched hers. "Well, I've been lucky enough to get lucky a few times on calls," he said, a statement Linda instinctively knew was a lie. "But it's always been the client who made the first move. I can't risk alienating a client by a making a pass, whether she wants me to make one or not."

Linda played with her straw, stroking it with her nails. "But I'm not a client."

He was suddenly very keyed up, he sat up straight and leaned over his tray. "Baby, if you're interested, just say the word. Say the word and I'll show you a good time you'll never forget."

She kept playing with her straw, as though thinking something over. "You're good, I'm sure you know that."

"You have no idea, baby."

"Where are you parked?" she asked.

He motioned with his head at a Buick Rivera parked two cars away from her Mercedes. "How about we walk out together, we get in your car, we see what happens?"

He smirked at her. "Let's see."

He let her carry her own tray to the garbage can. Had he acted like a gentleman she might have done him. But now, no. He was a pig, some asshole who thought she was actually so turned on by him that he could seduce her with a few pathetic stories. But now she was going to put him right in his place. He didn't open the door for her either, just clicked the automatic locks and let her seat herself. "God, you're a fucking piece of ass," he said, reaching over to cup a tit with his clumsy hand..

"Thank you," she said to what he probably thought was a compliment. "And you didn't even see this." She pulled up her skirt to show him her bare pussy.

"Holy shit. You don't wear panties?"

"I never do. Or a bra. You think I need to?"

"Fuck no. You want to go somewhere and fuck?"

Such a sweet talker. "I don't have time. But I thought maybe since I showed you my goodies, you could show me yours. And maybe I could have some fun with it."

"Fun, huh?" He grabbed his belt and tore it free and yanked down his zipper and pulled out his dick. His cock was big but ugly, mottled with purple and white patches. She reached in her purse and pulled out her tube of hand lotion. He watched her squirt a thick dollop into her hand and he groaned. "Handjob, huh?"

"Just like in high school. When was the last time you got a handjob in a car?"

"Like, my freshman year of high school. Come on, blow me."

What an asshole. "I can't, when I suck a man I have to fuck him, and I don't have time. So this will have to do until we can meet when I have more time."

"OK, come on, do me. Come on!" She wrapped her slippery palm around his dick and started masturbating him. He arched his back and bellowed, "Fuck yeah, do me! You fucking slut, that feels good, faster, faster, yeah, yeah."

Oh, this was going to be fantastic, she was wet thinking about what she was about to do. Her keys were in her purse, would she have enough time...yes, she would. His pants were down around his ankles. He was looking down at her hands, at her fingers wrapped around his dick and pumping up and down. "Yeah, you're gonna be a great fuck, I can't wait to get you into bed and pound you until you scream, you dirty little cunt!"

Linda kept pumping, pumping, pumping, until Doug arched his back and started jiggling his hips.

"Are you close?" Linda asked.

"Yes," he groaned.

"Really close?"

"Yes!"

"Let me know just before you shoot, I want to see it shoot out of you."

"It's now baby, I'm gonna come, yeah, yeah!"

Linda felt the tremors in his cock, and just before he reached the point of no return she released his penis. "What the fuck!" he shouted and Linda flashed her nails and clawed him from his groin down to his thigh, leaving five bloody trails. He shrieked in agony and Linda threw her door open and jumped out. She extended her middle finger and said, "Explain those marks to your wife, you piece of shit!"

She ran laughing to her car and jumped in. Doug was out of his car, his pants still around his ankles, waddling after her. Dozens of people were walking around the lot oblivious to what was going on so Linda leaned on her horn and let loose a long blast that made every head in earshot turn around. They saw his dick flopping around and blood oozing down his leg. A small crowd gather around his car and Linda laughed with glee. She made a quick right turn so he couldn't get a look at her license plate and she drove the length of the shopping center. She saw in her rearview mirror that Doug had gotten back in his car and was giving chase, but she had a good head start on him. She caught the light just as it flashed from green to yellow and she moved down the road at a good pace. She checked her mirror a few more times and made a few turns to make sure Doug Simons couldn't track her.

After ten minutes she felt sure she was loose. "Oh, what a wonderful day!" she crowed. It was a quarter of three, she had another hour or so to kill before she made her final stop for the day. She cruised down the road, looking for the next opportunity to do her thing.

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Simon_MastersSimon_Mastersalmost 2 years ago

Doug doing the penguin walk of shame. LoL

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 7 years ago
Deliciously evil

Love the devious mind.....

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