A white Monte Carlo with a Harley-Davidson sticker stuck to its passenger side window lurched to a halt beside me as I parked in front of the convenience store. People coming out of the store were startled by the car’s abrupt, screeching stop.  I could have cared less; I just wanted coffee to clear my early morning grogginess.I heard the thumping of loud music coming from the white car next to me even before I turned off my car.  I assumed that the noise was gaining most of the customers’ attention when they exited the store, but the men seemed to gaze into the windshield, staring.  Why they were so interested in the car’s driver I did not know, I needed my caffeine.
But when I got out of my car and glanced toward the car, I understood.The woman driving the Monte Carlo stepped out of her car parked at the same time I exited mine.  Her long red hair spiraled in curls all the way down her back to her small, round bottom.  She wore a business suit with a skirt that showed off her slender physique.  Pumps footed her lean legs and the shoes’ elevation tightened her curvy calves.  The blur in my eyes dissipated without the use of coffee and allowed me to clearly see the black and red tones of her hair, the deep navy blue of her suit, and the muscular legs hidden under nylon.  What a way to start my day!“You coming in?” she asked with sweet accusation while holding the door for me to follow her into the store.  She caught me staring at her ass.  I diverted my eyes towards the ground and a whimpering “thank you” came out my mouth.  A knot tied in my throat and my stomach felt like it had been kicked; I was embarrassed.  Adrenaline pumped through my body causing my face to flush.  I could not stand to look at her.  I avoided her while I picked up my items.  I was thankful when she left the store before me.I finished purchasing my breakfast, and my unneeded coffee, and headed towards the glass double-doors of the convenience store.  I froze before I walked through them.  The woman’s white car was still sitting there, too close to my car to not notice me leave the store. She sat behind her steering wheel; loud music thundered from her car into the store.  My heart pounded in my chest.  Why was she still there?I swallowed hard and left the store.  I tried not to look, but how could I not?  I saw her watching me.  I felt her eyes crawling all over me.  I suppose turn about was fair play, but knowing a woman so extraordinary was looking me over was more than my humble nature could handle.  I quickened my pace, fumbled with the car keys to unlock the door, and clumsily fell into the car.  My peripheral vision caught her continuing to stare at me.  I was shaking like I’d down a pot of that shitty gas station coffee.  I felt she could see every imperfection my body had to offer.I snapped the seat belt buckle, shifted, reversed, and drove out of the store parking lot.  I steered directly to my office a half block away without blinking or taking my eyes off the road.  My heart pounded.  I had not realized how short and heavy my breathing had become until I parked my car.  I was thrilled and frightened at the same time.  My cock was half-erect remembering how perfect the woman’s body was and the excitement I felt by a simple look from her. I allowed myself to think about raising her skirt and fucking her right there at the gas station.

My office parking lot had no additional cars in that early hour, which was standard.  I always arrived a couple hours ahead of any other employee because it allowed me to prepare for my day without interruption.  The complex and the parking lot were vacant minus my car and a white car speeding in behind me and screeching to a halt.  I felt my head pound from the anxiety explosion that rushed through my body. I felt coffee streak down my chin when I pulled it away from my mouth too soon.  She had followed me?  Why?  I had done nothing wrong.  A cheap thrill while looking at her ass was no reason to chase me down.  What the hell did she want?

Before I could put a foot out my car’s door, the woman stepped from her car and walked as fast as pumps could carry her towards me. In my side mirror I could see her hips shifting hard with her long strides.  My temples flared and sweat beads began to dot my forehead.  I opened the door and was about to ask her if something was wrong when she grabbed me by the tie that wrapped around my neck.  She pulled me upward and drew me close as I stumbled to a standing position; her red painted lips sucked my mouth to hers.  My balls tightened against my body.  My instincts caused me to wrap an arm around her and grabbed hold of her firm ass.

The woman’s free hand unzipped my slacks and wiggled my growing cock free.  Her palm stroked me to a full erection while her tongue danced with mine.  I smelled the alluring tonic of her perfume and hair spray.  A seduction-induced haze developed on my eyes and I wondered if I had nodded off into a dream.  Maybe I was still driving to work, but asleep at the wheel.  Her hands released and I heard the tear of a wrapper.  Cool latex of a condom slid down my cock.  She wrapped her arms around my neck and she lifted her body up so our hips could meet.  My hands reached under her skirt and grabbed her pantyless ass.  I slid the redhead’s pussy onto my stiff cock.  She moaned with satisfaction in my ear.  My skin bumped with chills and arousal.  Her hips bounced against mine while I lifted and dropped her against my rigid cock.  Her grip tightened and her breathing became irregular.  She moaned with every breath and her mouth could no longer press against mine.  Her eyes clinched tight and her face flushed brighter than the color of her hair.

My balls ached and tightened with an oncoming climax.  Her perfume thickened in the air from her increasing body heat and stifled the flow of oxygen to my brain.  I was dizzy, trembling, and could no longer think, only feel.  I felt her breasts pushing against my chest from under her suit and her hot, slick pussy around my latex covered cock.  She whispered in my ear that she was coming and she shook, convulsed and I felt my body respond to hers. I felt my entire body and mind focus on the sensation she was giving to me and I exploded. I pulled her tight against me and I heard my own voice moan loud.  We pressed against each other and I felt my anxiety slip away with each throb of my cock.  My breathing fell in time with each breath she exhaled.  A sweet, tender smile stretched across her face and we stared into each other’s eyes.  We both needed that moment to get our day started right.

Her arms released my neck as her heels returned to the ground.  Our mouths reached for each other and we kissed with deep regret that the moment had to end.  One of her hands pulled my condom off while the other produced the woman’s panties, which she must’ve taken off before she got out of the car.  She dried my cock with it and pushed it into my pocket.  A business card found its way to my other pocket, I later discovered.  She had written her work hours on the back of the card; they were the same as mine.  Though I continued to stop at the convenience store each day, the coffee no longer lured me there; it was the desire to smell perfume and hair spray.  I never drove to work groggy again.