Juicey Lucy

Juicey LucyIt was a cold, wet Friday night in the east end of Glasgow. bugger, lost as usual, I thought to myself. I was trying to find my way to my friend?s apartment. I was going to be staying there for a couple of weeks while he was on holiday. It was really just for his piece of mind, as he doesn?t quite trust the neighbourhood! I was looking around, confused, trying to find a road sign for directions, when, suddenly, I saw a figure standing at the bus stop ahead of me. I pulled over and rolled down my window, the shadowy shape leaned in, and to my surprise it was a beautiful dark skinned goddess with a cleavage you could fall into and never be seen again.I couldn?t take my eyes off her breasts as they rose and fell, the only thing stopping them from falling out her top was two very obvious points sticking through the thin material. Can I help you ?, this soft and deeply sultry voice said, if you could ?, I replied and asked her if she knew how to get to my destination. Oh, I know where that is, but it?s very hard to describe how to get there !. The only ?hard? thing about this situation was my throbbing cock, and it was getting harder by the second. Just as I was about to say thanks anyway and head on my way, she spoke up and said, I could show you, if you want ?, BRILLIANT, I blurted out like an over excited schoolboy.I opened the door and she jumped into the seat next to me, my god, I thought to myself, she had on the smallest mini skirt on I?d ever seen, and my cock was beginning to try and rip its way out of my trousers by this point. Go straight on for a bit and I?ll tell you when to turn, she said, her voice snapping me back to reality. As I pulled off down the road, she turned to me and said, hello, my names Lucy, what?s yours ? , it?s Andy!, so where were you going, when I took you away from your travels?, I?ve just finished work and was heading home for something to eat and a hot shower, she said. I?m sorry to take you out of your way, your not really, I only live a couple of miles from your flat, so its not that bad.We talked as I drove, I couldn?t keep my eyes from wandering all over her body. I found out that she was a podium dancer in a city centre club. She was 34 years old, but looked about 21, I?ve never seen such a naturally beautiful woman in my life. My heart was pounding in my chest so hard, I swear she could hear it! She told me to turn at the next corner, I looked straight ahead for a second, looking for the turning and as I looked back round I saw that she had moved slightly in her seat to get comfortable and in doing so her miniscule skirt had rose up just enough for me to realise that she had nothing on below it. Shocked, the car suddenly darted across the road, are you ok ?, she asked, I had to think fast and replied I swerved to avoid that cat in the road, I didn?t see a cat! she said, No, I thought to myself, but I certainly saw a lovely pussy!Eventually we reached my mates place. So I parked up and we got out of the car. I said, thanks, I?d probably still be driving round in circles if you hadn?t been so kind! You?re very welcome, I enjoyed the company, she replied. I took a leap of faith; and turned to her just as she was about to walk away. As I took you out of your way and you were so helpful, would you consider letting me make you something to eat first, and then I can run you home?, That would be lovely! she said, with a sexy little smile on her face, at which point we headed to the lift and up to the apartment.As we entered the flat, I turned and took Lucy?s jacket and hung it over the back of the chair, this is a great flat, she said. dikmen escort I explained about looking after it, as I headed to the kitchen, turned and said, have a seat, would you like a glass of wine or something ?, a twisted nipple would be lovely!, I did a double take, A WHAT ? I blurted out, then she replied, it?s a cocktail, but a vodka