Ed sighed and straightened his tie, looking out over the used car lot.
It had been a slow day. No sales - which wasn't unusual - but the few customers he'd seen had been the least promising kind: Just walking around between the cars, not looking for anything, not asking - they probably weren't going to buy a car any day soon.
A slow day - and hot, too. Even in his lightweight suit, he was sweating. On a day like this Ed wished he'd stayed at home with Rebecca, his wife. Tall, voluptuous, sexy Rebecca with her long, black hair. They could have spent all day in bed, making love.
Thinking about her, he couldn't wait to get home. They could have sex tonight, instead - maybe using the new sex toy he'd just bought. Even though they were both in their mid-thirties, they still enjoyed at bit of kinky sex.
Ask any couple, Ed used to say, if the sex is good, odds are they'll stick together. He knew it wasn't that simple - but there was some truth in it, nonetheless. He glanced at his watch. If nothing happened within the next few minutes, he'd call it a day and go home to Rebecca.
Except that's when he saw them: A young couple had entered the lot and now stood looking at a big sports car. That was a good sign. They knew what they were after, and couples tended to be more seriously interesting in buying.
Ed walked towards the couple. Okay, Rebecca would have to wait a few minutes longer. Kind of a drag, though - he could hardly wait to try out that new sex toy. Oh well.
"Can I help you?" Ed asked.
The guy was medium height, stocky in a muscular way. He was dressed in black jeans, black t-shirt black sunglasses and his dark hair was cropped short.
His sexy girlfriend looked like - well, she looked like a porn star. Ed thought that would be the best way to describe her.
She was tall, slightly taller than her boyfriend, and her hair was peroxide blonde. She was dressed in a tight pink top and tight cut-off denim shorts. Her longs, shapely legs ended in a pair of white shoes with high stiletto heels.
Her breasts were so huge, they almost tore the t-shirt apart. Implants, Ed thought, they didn't even look real. But to be honest, they turned him on all the same.
We men are funny that way, he thought. We can sit around for hours talking about how we like natural breasts. But then a pair of ridiculous silicon balloons walk by, and we get hard instantly. It works! Must be some primeval instinct.
"Yeah," the guy said. "We were just looking at this one."
He slapped his hand on the hood of the sports car. It was an impressive car in a vulgar sort of way, but cheap. Ed wouldn't make much money off that sale.
"Okay," he said. "Maybe if you told me exactly what you're looking for."
"Oh sure," the guy said. "Candy and I like to... Oh sorry - this is Candy."
The girl shook Ed's hand. Her nails were long and painted a silvery white - probably artificial, too.
"Hi," she said. She had a beautiful smile.
"And I'm Brad." Ed shook his hand, too. "But, er - we just like to drive around. And we want to look cool doing it. You know?"
"Of course," Ed said. "And that one, is - well, it's good value for money. But perhaps you'd like to look at something a little more luxurious?"
Brad grinned at his girlfriend.
"Sure," he said. "We like a bit of luxury, don't we, honey?"
"Yeah," Candy said.
"Who doesn't?" Ed said and walked over to another car, a huge, bright red sports car. "Now, tell me how you like this one?"
Candy loved it, he could tell. Eyes open wide, she looked from the car to Brad and back again.
"Wow," she said. "It's cool. Isn't it?"
"Mmm." Brad nodded. "It looks good. But we have to make sure you look good in it."
"Would you like to try it?" Ed asked.
"Nah," Brad said. "First, I think we should let Candy sit in it and see how that looks."
"Of course," Ed said and opened the door.
"Get in," Brad said, and Candy got into the passenger seat.
Brad walked around the car, peering in through the window.
"That looks okay, I guess," he said. "But I can't really see your legs."
Giggling, Candy turned around on the seat and dangled her legs out of the window. Ed liked the look of that, too.
"Yeah, well," Brad said. "I can't see much from here. You know what I mean."
"Oh, really..." Candy said, still giggling.
Ed didn't get it - not before it was too late. Candy had unzipped her shorts and threw them and her panties out of the window, where Brad caught them. Ed caught a glimpse of her clean-shaven labia and cleared his throat.
"I'm sorry," he said, "but I don't think..."
"Mmm, that's better," Brad said. "Don't you think?"
"I..." Ed said.
Surely, his boss wouldn't approve of women undressing in the car lot. But on the other hand: These people were customers - and the customer is always right. Right?
More to the point: Ed found it increasingly hard to concentrate with that pretty little slut showing herself off in the car. He cleared his throat again. Like an idiot, he thought.
"So..." he said. "Is that the kind of car you're looking for?"
Brad hardly noticed him. By now, he was completely absorbed by the sight of his girlfriend writhing semi-naked on the backseat. And Ed couldn't say he blamed him.
"Don't she look great, huh?" Brad asked, touching his crotch.
"Oh yes," Ed said. "You are a very lucky man, sir. Now, about the car..."
"Come out here, honey," Brad called, "and let the nice salesman get a closer look at you."
"Sure, baby," Candy called back.
Gracefully, she slid out of the back seat and stood next to the car, unashamed. Ed's throat went dry as he stared at her long, slender legs and her fine, hairless pussy. God, this was embarrassing. But he could hardly take his eyes off her fleshy mound.
Candy giggled and stuck out her chest, her huge breasts almost ripping her tight t-shirt to shreds.
"N-now," Ed stuttered. "As for payment, we have a number of..."
"Yeah, yeah," Brad interrupted. "Don't worry: We'll buy the freakin' car. I was just hoping we could have a little fun first."
"Fun?" said Ed.
"Yeah, I know," Brad said. "Some guys are really jealous and all. But you know: I don't mind other men looking at Candy. Hell, what man in his right mind wouldn't like to look at her?"
"Yes, she's really something," Ed said. "You must..."
Ed fell silent. Candy was playfully pulling of her t-shirt, exposing her huge, perfectly rounded breasts. Then she threw the t-shirt at Ed. He caught it without thinking - it had the sweet scent of young, female skin.
Candy was naked now, except for the high-heeled shoes. Completely unashamed, she just stood there smiling, exposing herself to the two men.
Nervously, Ed looked back towards the office. The boss had gone home, but his colleague, Rick, was still inside, doing some paperwork. Could he even see what was going on out here in the parking lot?
Brad went over to Candy and grabbed her arm.
"Come here," he said, and pulled the girl towards the hood of the car, making her bend over.
Obediently, Candy rested her hands on the hood, her cute, shapely ass sticking up in the air. She spread her legs, offering the two men a perfect view of her cunt.
Brad stood beside Candy, stroking her fleshy buttocks. Playfully, she wriggled her ass at him.
"A pretty girl with her ass in the air," Brad said. "Isn't that the prettiest sight in the world?"
"Yeah..." Ed said hesitantly. "It's, ummm..."
"No, no, no," Brad said, shaking his head. "You need to take a closer look. Come over here."
Ed didn't move. He had absolutely no idea what to do. This was getting out of hand.
"I said, come over here," Brad said again.
Slowly, Ed walked over to the car and stood right next to Candy's naked ass.
"Good," Brad said, squatting down. "You know, you'll see better from down here."
Without even thinking, Ed squatted down, too. Moments later, he realized that his face was now right next to Candy's ass and pussy.
Brad slapped Candy's ass hard with his open hand: Smack!
"Ooh!" she cooed with mock surprise.
Gently, Brad poked at her fleshy cunt with his middle finger. He licked his lips.
"Mmm," he whispered. "Cute little pussy, isn't it?"
Ed could tell he was completely obsessed with his girlfriend. And watching him, Ed felt himself lusting after her, too.
Brad's finger slowly worked its way in between her soft pink labia. Inch by inch, it entered her flesh.
"Ohhh yeah," Candy gasped.
Brad pushed his finger deep into her cunt. Fascinated, he turned it around inside her, and then began moving it back and forth. Slowly, slowly. In and out, in and out. Looking at it, Ed found himself imagining what her pussy was like, how it would feel wrapped around his hardened cock.
But no: That was wrong! After all, he was a married man. And he loved his wife. So what was he doing, looking at some guy finger-fucking a girl that looked like a goddamn porn star? Still, he couldn't tear himself away. And to be honest, he hadn't done anything.
Brad slid his finger in and out of Candy's slippery flesh. She wiggled her ass with pleasure, moaning quietly. Ed was breathing harder now, and he felt his cock swelling inside his pants.
"Yeah," Brad whispered. "She really likes this."
"Mmm yeah," Candy whimpered. "I love it. Keep going, baby."
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