This story is based on a true story told to me when I worked in AL, by the guy who in fact owns a station there. I have added some details and parts to make it more intresting. I did in fact get to meet the woman the story is about while in the station one day, but didn't get to see any sex, could be they don't do it much now, though in the car with her was a kinky haired boy or I thought it was a boy.
Here they were not a dime to their name and the car broke down on an old two lane highway. Jim was never much of a mechanic, in fact he was not good with his hands to do anything but work a computer keyboard, not even in bed, and he was clumsy and rough. He lost his job a few months back and they had took the last of their saving to travel to Montgomery, AL to interview for a job with a small company. It had cost them more then they had expected and now headed back to IL the car breaks down. She stood watching him fumble under the hood thinking that all that was left on the credit card was enough for one more tank of gas, what in the hell were they going to do?
Jim was getting angry, not that anything new was going on there, and since he lost his job he had spent most of his time that way. Pammy, why don’t you start walking back toward Prattville and see if that guy at the station will help us on credit. Why in the hell would he do that for strangers, she demanded. He looked at her his eyes softening, come on baby I have no clue what else to do and you can smile, flash your eye lids, hell show him your tits if it will get our car fixed. I walk back yank out my cock and all he would do is shoot me. She couldn’t help but smile at that, in Jims way it was a compliment, she had very nice 36C breasts and the tank top with no bra was showing them off nicely and for 39 she would pass for ten years younger. The town seemed nice enough when they had stopped for gas and like most of that part of the country very heavy populated with black folk. Might work, she had read all kinds of stories about black guys liking to see white girl tits.
She started walking, it was hot, and sweat soon covered her body, she knew her blond hair was a mess, and her shirt stuck to her like she had just been sprayed down by a water hose. She reached the town after an hour of walking and not one car had stopped or offered to help. She saw the Shell sign up ahead and her steps speeded up. The young black guy inside smiled as she walked in, and asked if he could help her. She leaned forward on the counter making sure her tits were very plain and explained about the car. The guy started off saying he sure was sorry but he didn’t know what he could do for her. She started to cry and said, surely there is some kind of deal we could make, maybe for a couple of extra dollars and get the car fixed. We got to get home so we can move back to Montgomery; she pulled down on her top so that the dark rings of her nipples showed. And whispered please, something surely. The guy dark hand reached out and went right down her top, she felt strange, guilty, dirty and yet she realized she was turned on too as he cupped her tit in his hand. Well’s now I have a friend who could fix the car but you would have to give him more then a feel of titty. I am willing to do what it takes; she smiled and said how about a little money? How much you wanting he said, she didn’t know how much to ask she had never been with but one guy and sure as hell never sold her pussy before.
One hundred dollars she said, he laughed, damn I can get a lot of pussy around here for less then that, yeah she replied but not my pussy. Ok but you got to do me and then the guy to fix the car then spend night with me. Well where would my husband sleep, the guy said he can stay on the couch. But you got to sleep in my bed and do what every I want for that much money.
She cried more but in the end she knew she would, ok. He walked around and hung a close sign in the window and started to lead her to a back room. Hold it, first you got to call your friend and make sure he will do this and get him on way to my husband. The guy went to the phone talked and she could see him laughing, he got off the phone took her hand and pulled her in a small room with a little cot.
Here they were not a dime to their name and the car broke down on an old two lane highway. Jim was never much of a mechanic, in fact he was not good with his hands to do anything but work a computer keyboard, not even in bed, and he was clumsy and rough. He lost his job a few months back and they had took the last of their saving to travel to Montgomery, AL to interview for a job with a small company. It had cost them more then they had expected and now headed back to IL the car breaks down. She stood watching him fumble under the hood thinking that all that was left on the credit card was enough for one more tank of gas, what in the hell were they going to do?
Jim was getting angry, not that anything new was going on there, and since he lost his job he had spent most of his time that way. Pammy, why don’t you start walking back toward Prattville and see if that guy at the station will help us on credit. Why in the hell would he do that for strangers, she demanded. He looked at her his eyes softening, come on baby I have no clue what else to do and you can smile, flash your eye lids, hell show him your tits if it will get our car fixed. I walk back yank out my cock and all he would do is shoot me. She couldn’t help but smile at that, in Jims way it was a compliment, she had very nice 36C breasts and the tank top with no bra was showing them off nicely and for 39 she would pass for ten years younger. The town seemed nice enough when they had stopped for gas and like most of that part of the country very heavy populated with black folk. Might work, she had read all kinds of stories about black guys liking to see white girl tits.
She started walking, it was hot, and sweat soon covered her body, she knew her blond hair was a mess, and her shirt stuck to her like she had just been sprayed down by a water hose. She reached the town after an hour of walking and not one car had stopped or offered to help. She saw the Shell sign up ahead and her steps speeded up. The young black guy inside smiled as she walked in, and asked if he could help her. She leaned forward on the counter making sure her tits were very plain and explained about the car. The guy started off saying he sure was sorry but he didn’t know what he could do for her. She started to cry and said, surely there is some kind of deal we could make, maybe for a couple of extra dollars and get the car fixed. We got to get home so we can move back to Montgomery; she pulled down on her top so that the dark rings of her nipples showed. And whispered please, something surely. The guy dark hand reached out and went right down her top, she felt strange, guilty, dirty and yet she realized she was turned on too as he cupped her tit in his hand. Well’s now I have a friend who could fix the car but you would have to give him more then a feel of titty. I am willing to do what it takes; she smiled and said how about a little money? How much you wanting he said, she didn’t know how much to ask she had never been with but one guy and sure as hell never sold her pussy before.
One hundred dollars she said, he laughed, damn I can get a lot of pussy around here for less then that, yeah she replied but not my pussy. Ok but you got to do me and then the guy to fix the car then spend night with me. Well where would my husband sleep, the guy said he can stay on the couch. But you got to sleep in my bed and do what every I want for that much money.
She cried more but in the end she knew she would, ok. He walked around and hung a close sign in the window and started to lead her to a back room. Hold it, first you got to call your friend and make sure he will do this and get him on way to my husband. The guy went to the phone talked and she could see him laughing, he got off the phone took her hand and pulled her in a small room with a little cot.
