The Best Customer I've Ever Had

I used to be a car salesman. One day a beautiful lady came into the showroom with her father, or so I thought. It turns out he was the husband. Harriot was in her late twenties, and old father time was in his late fifties. Although old, her was loaded and bought his trophy wife a fifty thousand pound Mercedes for a “run around.”

Harriot was a brunette, five feet six or seven, with good-sized breasts with a lovely slim figure; it's fair to say I was in lust with her from the moment I met her. After we did the deal, I arranged a delivery date and told them what I needed beforehand regards insurance and payment. Harriot rang a couple of days before the car was due and asked when I would be in the dealership to take the cover note and banker's draft from her. I gave her some options; she said she was in town on my late night. One salesman had to work until 9 pm each weekday, which sucked. I’d given up hope on my late night; however, she turned up five minutes before I was due to lock up. Great, I thought!! That makes me late home!!

We exchanged all the documents and payment, and then she asked if I wanted to go for a drink. Now, with most customers, I would have said no thanks, I need to get home; however, the thought of having a drink with this honey made it impossible to say no. The pub was empty, and I bought us drinks. We sat in a quiet booth drinking and talking shit, then out of the blue, she put her hand on my leg, looked me square in the eyes and asked if I found her attractive. Game on, I thought. In the seclusion of our booth, I put my hand up her skirt down her panties and felt the most glorious, shaved pussy. She was moaning as I finger-blasted her. Fast forward half an hour, and we were back at the dealership across the road from the pub; I didn’t put the lights back on. I took her into the staff room, again without turning the lights on, and on one of the settees, stripped her naked and fucked her for over two hours straight. She said that old father time hadn’t been anywhere near her for months, and she was desperate for cock. He also worked away in London quite a lot.

Over the next year, I must have fucked her a hundred times, sometimes when I was on lates in the staff room, other times in the back of my car up on the moors. I was on a training course about fifty miles from home and staying in a hotel. That was a fantastic night, and I took her anal cherry, which was delicious! Old father time then retired, which stopped a lot of the action, although she did call into the dealership a few times on a Saturday while shopping with her friend. Her friend would disappear for an hour as I fucked her in the workshop canteen; the mechanics didn’t work on Saturday afternoons. I fucked her for about three years until she suddenly stopped coming in at the weekend; no idea what happened to her, but it was a marvellous time.