Silver Screen Express Ch. 21

Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. I do not make money from these stories. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work.

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Los Angeles, California

Another day driving through the streets in the blazing heat of the summer. A clear blue sky with a few clouds in the distance was enough to tell anyone that rain wasn't coming to wash away these miserable afternoon hours. Few pedestrians walked the streets while it seemed everyone was making an attempt to escape the heat for this day. David sighed in relief with the air conditioner of his gold van turned up to the maximum setting as it had been for the past two weeks. For the past few days, he had been having some issues with the cooling unit all together, but not enough to call in to work and make a complaint about the van itself. He had enough experience in his lifetime of working on automobiles going back to when he did his own maintenance work to the taxi cars. It was easier than writing up reports and sending them in to the upper management. On the other hand, it beat taking the blame for something wrong with the vehicle.

With the years of the Silver Screen company moving on, the company had begun to spend part of their budget at replacing the older vans with a fleet of newer models. This had come as a result of having vans with better security and safety features, but it wasn't a necessity for many of the first generation vans were still in good condition to be active on the street every day of the week. Despite this, there was another incentive for why David was reluctant to give up his van for a newer model. Such reasons were only known to him and the special passengers who he had made memories with. Never did he forget who was sitting in the back of his van, for all of their names were recorded in diary entries to reminisce over the good times. It didn't matter for the hundreds of wealthy fares who sat in the back seats, David remembered who the stars were.

Sometimes he found his secrets to be amusing in the back of his mind. To know that a passenger he had picked up would be sitting precisely in the same seats that a special woman had taken her clothes off in the day before was funny sense of truth. Such thoughts remained at the back of his head after walking out the front doors of a local auto-parts store. His flip flops clacked over the concrete pavement with the sun temporarily blinding him on this sweaty day. A plain white T-shirt and a pair of denim shorts made for his outfit of the day. David carried a can of Pepsi lifted in his right hand, taking a sip as he walked. His other hand held a small bag containing a can of freon and a pack of air fresheners that he had just purchased from the store. Opening the driver's door, he slung the bag across the front passenger seat, placed the can of Pepsi into the drink holder and sat down behind the steering wheel of his gold van. Before David could even shut the door, the walkie-talkie radio near the GPS system was going off with the dispatcher calling for him. David let out a sigh and grabbed it while pulling his seat belt.

"Hey Richard, this is David. Are you looking for me or someone else?"

"Did I hear someone say something? Is that you David, FINALLY answering back? I've been trying to get a hold of your old ass for the past fifteen minutes, where the fuck are you!?"

Rolling his eyes, David wanted to scream back into the walkie-talkie with the utter lack of respect shown to him. Due to layoffs back at the company, there had been a new roster of dispatchers during the week days. Richard had been cited as 'a hard ass' by other drivers who had to deal with his strict tone while giving out directions for passengers.

"I had to make a quick stop to take a piss."

It was a lie, but David didn't care. Richard wasn't worth telling the truth to for why he had made this quick stop.

"That shouldn't take longer than ten minutes, but whatever. Look, we've got a woman waiting on a ride. Are you still in Beverly Hills?"

"Yeah, that's where I'm at."

"Alright, then drive over to the Blue Cafe and pick her up! She's already had to wait long enough, get a fucking move on!"

The walkie-talkie clicked off and then David felt the urge to slam it back in place near the GPS screen of the console. 'Such a prick...' David muttered under his breath. He had not dealt with such a rude dispatcher since his days of driving taxi cars across East L.A. in his younger days. Turning the key in the ignition, David fired up the engine of his gold van to get the air conditioner running. He didn't have a choice but to try and make this ride work for his fare that was waiting. With A cool breeze flowing from the front vents, he thought to himself that maybe the air conditioning unit would hold itself for the remainder of the day. It was a risk he was forced to take for the time being, as he shifted gears and pulled out from the parking lot of the auto-part store. As he drove into the streets, David lifted the Pepsi can back to his lips once more to have a quick sip.

Fortunately for him, the designated stop at Blue Cafe was close by, only requiring a few turns of streets to find South Beverly Drive. It was a good ten minutes away from where David had previously been parked. Beverly Hills had been his hot spot for the past week with chauffeuring passengers, but today he had not had a single fare yet. For the time being, he had considered it a lucky break with the persisting problems regarding the van's air conditioner. Traffic thankfully wasn't bumper to bumper filled with vehicles over a busy street. That was rare after 1 PM had moved on the clock but David couldn't complain. Off to the right side of the street, he could see in the distance the cafe and a woman standing on the sidewalk wearing a short black skirt and matching jacket. She almost jumped, waving her hand wildly. David knew for sure that she had to be his passenger waiting. David quickly pressed the button on the door side console to roll down the right side passenger window. He waved at her upon pulling up.

"There you are, finally! I was beginning to worry."

With a full smile showing perfect pearly white teeth, her voice called out in a strong English accent. David smiled back, motioning with his right hand pointing to the back seats.

"Hi, I'm so sorry you've been out here waiting all this time. I know it's hot as hell today, go ahead and get in!"

Within a few seconds, the sound of the right side back door sliding was heard. David glanced up into the rear view mirror to see his passenger getting in. The woman was dressed in what appeared to be a business suit, giving him the impression that she probably had a six figure office job. Her legs appeared to have stockings on, feet pushed in a pair of matching black high heels. Her hair was long, brunette with a few blonde locks in the front. A gorgeous face without much makeup and what appeared to a buxom chest contained within her black suit. She had a purse strapped over her right shoulder. After sliding the door shut, she sat down on the right side seat near the window and crossed her legs.

"Let me apologize again. I'm sorry you've had to wait out there. Given how you're dressed, I imagine you're sweating."

"Oh no, it's not a big deal. I kept going back inside and looking out the window. I guess it was my lucky minute that you showed up when I stepped back outside one last time."

David laughed again.

"Well, I'm truly sorry for that. This is the worst time of the year to be caught waiting outside. So where am I taking you?"

She sat up, fixing her hair beyond her shoulder while speaking.

"Back to my hotel, it's in West Hollywood. You know the Starlight Hotel?"

"Yeah, I know where that's at. I forgot to tell you, the initial fee for this ride is going to be five hundred dollars."

"Would you mind if I paid the full fee by the time we get there?"

David stopped for a moment to think. The expression on her face visible from the rear view mirror was one of concern but with a reassuring smile. Maybe he had a soft spot for a lovely face, but it didn't matter at the moment. He replied back after thinking it through.

"Alright, that's fine. I don't think I asked you for your name, did-"

"You didn't!"

Her voice cut him off before letting out a slight chuckle. David couldn't help but laugh along with her.

"Well you can call me David, what about you, beautiful?"

"My name is Kelly, or you can call me by Miss. Brook if you prefer."

The tone of her voice in that sweet accent was enough to make David blush. Buxom English women had been one of his ultimate weaknesses since the day he met a special one who sat in the back of his cab. Adjusting his hands on the steering wheel, he concentrated his eyes on navigating the streets as he was now eager to strike up a conversation with her.

"I've got to say Kelly, you're brave today to dress like that on a hot summer day. These last few days out here have been so hot. You couldn't pay me to go out wearing all black today."

Once again, she could be heard briefly chuckling the from the back seat. With her legs crossed and right leg propped up, Kelly leaned back while replying to him.

"I had to dress to impress, as you would say."

"Impress who? A lucky date?"

"Oh no, an agent of mine. I haven't had a date in this country in several years now."

"Is that so? Too bad, if I wasn't some boring van driver, maybe I would have a lucky chance to have lunch with you."

Kelly leaned up in her seat, laughing again. When David glanced up into the rear view mirror, he could see the expression across her face had faded into a warm smile.

"Actually no, I had to meet with an agent of mine. It's a pity he couldn't fly out to England."

"Where do you hail from over there, babe?"

"I'm from Rochester Kent. Have you ever been to my country?"

"Nah, I've spent my whole life just driving taxis and now gold vans here in L.A. Simple living, I guess you could call it."

"Sometimes, simple is better."

As David continued to drive, the air blowing through the vents near the steering wheel began to decrease. He didn't pay it any attention as he was engaged in this conversation with Kelly, but he could feel the coolness was beginning to deteriorate slightly. For the time being, he tried to ignore it, keeping his eyes fixated on the road ahead of him while momentarily taking a glance upward into his rear view mirror to study the busty beauty sitting in the back of his van.

"So what happened with your agent? Sorry, if I'm asking too many questions. When you spend all your time driving people around, I guess you get curious about who's sitting in the back of your car."

"No, it's fine. I haven't had a good conversation all day outside of business. So what would you guess I was meeting about?"

"Business related, you say? I can tell from looking at you, I figure you're a lawyer."

Kelly busted out laughing. She clapped her hands together as David continued on speaking.

"Why else would you be wearing a full black suit on a hot ass summer day like this in L.A.? Did I guess right?"

"No, I'm not a lawyer!"

She was still giggling as he gave her another answer.

"I shouldn't have taken that guess then. After all, the lawyers I end up driving across this country are usually rich assholes and snobby pricks. You're too beautiful to be around them, I can tell you that."

"You're quite the flirt, David. You seem to be a rather cheeky man."

A red light halted the gold van for the time being, allowing David more than a few seconds to take a look into his rear view mirror. Kelly had adjusted herself over the seat, uncrossing her legs and now unbuttoning her jacket that revealed a low cut black blouse exposing her heavy cleavage above a series of buttons. He knew she was packing something big contained within her outfit, but for the time being he had to strain himself from making such lewd comments. When the traffic light flashed back to green, he took a turn through the streets and continued driving. Once Kelly had unbuttoned her jacket, she leaned forward again and David was ready to carry on with their discussion.

"So what do you do for a living, Kelly?"

"I'm a model and actress. You would've probably recognized me by now if we were in London."

"Oh, you're someone famous."

"To a degree, yes."

"I should've known. You're far from the only famous babe to climb into the back of my van."

Traffic had begun to speed up slightly thanks to less vehicles navigating the road once David had taken a left turn on his journey to West Hollywood. He was already beginning to think of working his charm on this buxom women before she had confessed her status of fame to him. His mind had wandered to another special English woman who had left a heavy mark in his memories of naked adventures in the back of his gold van. He didn't want to mention the name Lucy Pinder, figuring that since Kelly was a model back home, perhaps they would know one another. When David glanced up into his rear view mirror, Kelly had removed her jacket from her body that revealed her short sleeved black blouse covering her busty chest. She leaned over and for a moment, David could see her heavy cleavage as she raised her hands and began to fan herself.

"Are you making yourself more comfortable back there, babe?"

"Yes, it's quite hot back here."

David gasped, as he had forgotten about the air conditioner problems for the time being.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry babe. I didn't want to tell you that my can has been having problems with the air conditioner. It needs a can of freon, that's what I was trying to do before picking you up."

Kelly was heard taking in a heavy gasp from the back seat. She had thrown her jacket off to the left side seat.

"Oh, so that's why you were late."

"Yeah! I didn't get a chance to put it in. You would've had to wait a little longer me to come and pick you up."

"It's no big deal. I can handle a little heat before we reach the hotel. I know you're just trying to do your job."

"I appreciate that, babe."

Exhaling a sigh of relief, David was at least grateful that he wasn't driving someone who would potentially make a call to the company and report him for the van's current air conditioning problem. His eyes remained locked on a blue car in front of them with another red light coming up. When he glanced back into the rear view mirror, he smirked to himself. Kelly remained seated, her jacket neatly folded up and placed in her lap. If there was a time to take the chance at seducing her, David knew just what to say now. He waited until the traffic light ahead had flashed green and then he began uttering the same silly words he had made at many women before her.

"You know babe, I forgot to mention to you. For every beautiful woman that gets in the back of my cab, I offer them a deal."

"Oh yeah? What kind of deal?"

David took a slight chuckle listening to the sexy tone of her strong English accent.

"To put it simple, I'll make this ride free if you flash me your tits."

"Really!?"

Kelly was now the one busting out laughing. She clapped her hands over, leaning over as she continued to laugh. David couldn't help but smirk as he took a moment to glance back up and see her from the rear view mirror.

"Yes, really! You won't have to pay me a dime if you unbutton that blouse and show me those tits. I mean, what else can I say? They look big just from where I'm sitting."

"Oh, you silly wanker!"

"Wanker? Is that what you call a dirty old man like me? I can tell you right now, I do a lot more than just wanking when it comes to big tits. You've got a lovely accent on top of it, so trust me when I tell you that you're a special one."

Still laughing at his words, Kelly had nearly rolled over on her side in the back seats. David had not watched her movement and only carried on.

"So are you gonna flash me your tits or should I keep trying to make you laugh?"

Kelly smirked as she looked forward, knowing that he would be studying her from the rear view mirror. She ran her hands through her hair at first, adjusting the straps over her shoulders before moving her hands down to the buttons below her large tits. As Kelly undid the buttons one by one, David kept taking second glances upward in the rear view mirror. Once the buttons had come undone, Kelly quickly pulled the blouse to expose her skin into view and show her massive tits contained within a black lacy push up bra that elevated their height. David's jaw dropped as he continued to drive the van.

"Holy fuck!"

"Ohhhhh, you like my big boobs huh?"

A smirk ran across her lips as she raised her hands to cup her tits, giving them a slight jiggle from within the bra.

"They are fucking huge and amazing! Wow!"

"Thanks, I'm quite famous for my boobs back home."

"I bet you are!"

Kelly giggled at David's response. As he continued to drive, she removed her blouse entirely from her buxom form as she was beginning to sweat. It didn't surprise David, as the cool breeze blowing from the vents where he was seated had begun to fade away minutes ago. He let out a sigh when he glanced back up to see her fanning herself.

"Are you alright back there, babe? I didn't ask you to start stripping down."

"I might as well take my clothes off. I don't mean to fuss at you, but it's bloody hot back here."

"I'm sorry about that. If I could stop somewhere, I could put in the freon."

"Do you want to make a stop?"

She spoke while still fanning herself. Now was the time to push his smooth talking into the next gear. Kelly had already taken most of her clothes off and appeared to have a fun sense of humor when it came to his flirting. David made another turn through the streets, hoping that she would take up his offer for an unscheduled stop now.

"Yeah, I wanna make a stop but not just to pull the hood up on this van and start messing around. I'd much rather get in the back seat and pull your bra off instead."

Kelly giggled at him.

"Still the cheeky man, I see."

"I guess that's better than being called a wanker."

Once again, she giggled. David wiped his forehead of sweat before gripping the steering wheel once more.

"You are one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen and from looking at you, I can't help but wonder if you're getting any proper fucking back home. In other words, I wanna show you a good time."

For a moment, Kelly let out a sigh but not without dropping a grin on her face. David felt that she was teasing him by delaying her response. As soon as he attempted to open his mouth and speak, Kelly answered him.

"Unfortunately, you're right. It's been a long time for me and I do like to get it on. You're lucky that I like listening to you talk, otherwise I'd pass."

Her words were spoken softly but in an almost seductive tone that came out strong from her accent. Kelly leaned forward and then moved her hands down to her stomach and began to shove her skirt down from her hips.

"I'm simply going to surrender myself to your lust."

David chuckled as his heart began racing. Her words were spoken softly but with a subtle tone of seduction. Exhaling deeply, he adjusted his hands over the steering wheel while the heat inside of the van was causing him to sweat. If only her words had sent a cool chill through him, he could've spoken aloud in excitement.

"Alright babe, I'm going to find us a nice spot to park the van. Hopefully somewhere more cool."

Kelly didn't respond. She instead kicked her skirt off and now sat in the back seat, placing her hands on her hips as if she were modelling for him. With silk stockings covering each of her legs, she wore a black lacy thong with a garter belt slightly above attached down to her stockings. When David took another look into the rear view mirror above, he could see the grin on her face that flashed her front teeth, but his eyes were study her sexy outfit.