my car dealer

a high school girl’s loving relationship with a much older man

i met him the first time at a fantasy football draft party held the week before i started my senior year in high school. i was the 17 year old hostess and he was the oldest man at the party. he gave me a very generous tip and discreetly told me he could regularly help me if i wanted. i took him up on his offer and visited him him almost every week until i left for college a year later.

i usually met him sunday morning (it was like going to church), but sometimes i met him weekday nights or other times when his shop was closed and i was available. he owned a business that sold and serviced cars and trucks. whenever he saw me, he smiled and said, “even car dealers need service.”

he took me into his office or, sometimes, somewhere the floor was dirty like the repair shop or the rest room. it depended on his mood. he always threw a pillow on the floor for me, a little act of kindness. he was the oldest man i’d ever met, regularly anyway. he said he was sixty-two and liked me to call him daddy. he was tall with a big belly, shaggy grey hair and a goatee. he almost always wore blue khaki pants, a dress shirt or polo shirt, and black shoes.

everything about him was big and thick and hard for me to swallow. but that’s all he wanted whenever we met—a young girl willing to eagerly suck his cock and swallow what was always a very big load of his cum. and he always wanted to see the mouthful before i swallowed it. he never needed more than a half-hour of my time and he always gave me at least a hundred roses. and he knew other men who were sometimes looking for help from a girl like me, so i got that benefit too.

i thought about him today because it’s the first time i’ve been back home since i started college and i promised to see him sunday morning. i know he’s looking forward to it, and so am i.

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