It’s September of 1984. I just bought one of the newest must-have toys: A Compact Disk player. It’s a package deal that includes ten CDs. However, the local store has only a handful of titles. To redeem my certificates, we need to make the hour and a half run to the big city and their huge record store.
It’s a warm day and Kelly is wearing a pair of Daisy Dukes, super short denim shorts. If she bends over at all you get a nice view of butt cheek. Kelly turned twenty-four recently and is five-feet-two-inches tall with huge 32F boobs, long legs, a bubble butt, and dishwater blond super-long hair that hangs down to about mid-calf. Trying to keep her hair from getting caught in car doors is an ongoing challenge.
Because of the daily grief of having such long hair she usually keeps it in a braid. Today though it is down, and that’s a treat! On top Kelly has a white cap sleeve blouse that is easily see-through. You can see she is wearing a white lace bra that is designed to show maximum cleavage. She’s wearing a pair of flat sandals showing off her cute feet.
It’s late in the afternoon when we take off. Kelly is in a great mood and feeling frisky. We spend the drive flirting and teasing each other. As we get to the city we’re getting caught in rush hour traffic. Not too bad, but it slows us way down and we have to go all the way downtown. I’m paying more attention to traffic and less to Kelly.
Hard to not notice that she unbuttons her shorts and slips them off. Kelly decided to go commando today! She’s been shaved all summer and still is today. Kelly turns facing me and leans against the car door. She has one foot snuck in behind my back and the other on the floorboard.
Her pink gash is aimed right at me and wide open. Kelly just rides along like that and lets me enjoy the view. Soon enough we get to our exit and start working our way on surface streets to our destination. As soon as we are off the highway Kelly starts fingering her slit. Just slowly working her fingers up and down between her inner and outer lips. Kelly is just playing. Both with me and with herself.
She’s making herself good and wet but making no attempt to have an orgasm. She’s staying away from her clit. My cock, standard white-boy issue, is hard as a rock and ready to rip through my Levi’s. Kelly isn’t saying a word, just smiling and playing.
I find the store and then the closest parking garage. Kelly doesn’t move. I pull into the garage and stop at the booth to get my ticket. The attendant is a middle-aged black man. His mouth drops open as he’s handing me the ticket like the machine he normally is but then actually looks into the car and sees Kelly looking at him with smiles on both sets of lips.
I take the ticket. And then sit there. He finally says “Damn. You are one sexy woman!”
Kelly keeps rubbing her slit and says “Thank you, you’re so kind.” A car pulls up on the other side to pay to leave. The attendant has to turn away and I park the car. Kelly pulls on her shorts and we walk to the store. She tugs herself up close to me, holding onto my upper arm.
It’s a great feeling as men leaving their jobs are eyeing her up and down as they pass on the sidewalk. They love seeing her tits barely contained by her bra on the way coming and many of them turn to watch her cute ass on the way going. She smiles at all of them.
We soon reach the record store and I go on a search for the CD department and start the excruciating task of whittling down my choices from probably a whole one-hundred-and-fifty to ten. Kind of like it was when joining the Columbia record club back in the day. Kelly finds this to be boring and starts browsing. It’s hard for me to stay focused as it is so much fun to watch the guys in the store start to drool.
Kelly is teasing the crowd. Any reason she can find to bend at the waist, she does. You can see her butt cheeks. You can tell she’s not wearing panties. And you can tell she’s just one sneeze away from a pussy lip popping into view! She is also enjoying looking at the records. Especially the ones at the back of the display where she has to lean way far forward and her tits nearly fall out of her bra. I snicker as I watch guys jockey for position on the other side of the display for the best view.
Kelly doesn’t acknowledge any of them. She just moves around acting blissfully unaware of the small crowd she has gathered. Eventually, she makes her way over to me and says “Did you notice my fan club?”
“Yes, I did. Pretty hard to miss.”
“I want to do something for them.”
“Oh really?”
“Is there a restroom here?”
I point out its location with a nod. Kelly scampers away. A couple of minutes later and holy shit. Kelly took off her bra and stuffed it into her shorts. Her tits are jutting out and swaying hard. She comes over and discreetly slips her bra into my pocket. She then slowly works her way back to the main record area. Some of the guys who had been following her are still around. A number of new folks have entered the store. Guys are not even trying to be cool anymore. They’re nearly dragging their tongues on the floor. Kelly loves the attention!
I’m ready to check out and gather up Kelly. A young woman, probably a college student, rings us up and then deals with trying to figure out how to redeem my certificates. A male employee comes over to help out. As the girl cashier is just standing there she is studying Kelly’s tits. She finally says, softly, to Kelly “You have beautiful boobs.” Kelly thanks her for the compliment.
The male cashier stops at hearing that and just stares at Kelly’s chest for too long before he goes back to complete the task at hand. We’re finally rung out and back out to the car.
The same attendant at the parking ramp takes my money. He’s looking at Kelly’s tits and just whistles under his breathe. Kelly pulls her shirt off and flashes him. She gets a huge smile from him and soon we’re back on the highway. It’s dusk. Kelly pulls off her shorts and is completely naked in the car.
My cock hurts it is so hard. Kelly keeps rubbing my crotch with her talented feet. She finally says “Let him out.” I have her hold the steering wheel as I unzip, unbuckle and pull my jeans down to mid-thigh. I’m back to driving. Kelly is leaning back against the car door and her feet are massaging my cock and bouncing my balls.
I look over and Kelly is tugging on her nipples and they are rock hard and red. Precum is running out of my dick like a fountain. Kelly stays focused though and her feet are magical. She holds my cock still with one foot while the other rubs up and down on the underside. Then they’re both rubbing me up and down. Then one foot is rubbing my nut sack. This foot job has gone on for probably thirty minutes and my cock can’t take much more. I tell that to Kelly. As often as not, she would hear that and want me to pull over so she can get a good fucking out of the deal. She just says “I’m glad you’re enjoying this.”