Asia and her boy toys

Another beautiful southern California day thought Asia as she wheeled her classic 67 Red Olds 442 convertible into ball field parking lot. Asia had color coordinated her outfit with the car. A red skirt mid-thigh, white blouse, snug but not tight, red scarf around her neck and down the blouse and of course blazing red thongs, no bra. Raven shoulder length curled around the scarf. Her carry bag had replacement clothes in case something got ripped, she could only hope.

The junior college baseball team would be starting practice in an hour and the boys would be starting to come around. This was one of the best spots, like shooting fish in a barrel. Asia has used many location, enough that she does not come back often to the same place. This Ball Field is an exception as she scores 100% here. She got out of the car, leaned against the hood, one leg up on the bumper, splayed away at a 45 degree angle. Leaning back her perky breasts push out against the thin blouse, her nip’s outlined clearly visible. With her leg up on the bumper and the skirt there was plenty to see for the curious young men. Not a bad package for 40 she thought.

One thing Asia learned from her marketing MBA is you have to market your product for your audience. Hot car, clean butslightly slutty look appeals to these suburban kids.

The boys began to arrive with their equipment bags at the field close to parking lot. To get to field they would walk close to her. Asia could see she was getting lots of looks, nibbles but no bites. She also got in some good looks at the boys. She imagined what each one would be like. This was like being at the candy store.

A big smile from Asia, as she saw a face she knew. Walking to her, Josh leaned back on the car next to her. Normally she would prefer someone new but this boy is special.

“I wondered if I’d see you again.” Asia purred in her provocative Italian accent.

Asia put her hand on his knee. ‘Glad to see you, a year is too long.’”

Josh smiled. “Asia, am I too old for you now, I am 20.”

“Old man.” I guess I can make an exception. Keys are in the car, you drive.”

“You sure I can handle it?”

“If you can handle me, you can handle my ride.”

Leaving the parking lot Josh chirped the tires, not used to the HP.

Asia laughed. “Let’s take her out to County Line Road, you can do more than chirp the tires.”

This beast has been upgraded. Pulling 400 HP now.

Weaving their way through traffic they headed out of town toward deserted County Line road.

Asia leaned over the center column running her hand over his package.