Amber looked out the window of her bedroom and worried. It was pouring outside and she knew her car would not get her all the way to work and back. In fact, she took that awful job just to get cash quick to fix the damn thing. Her shoulder length red hair and her deep green eyes clearly had an effect men. Amber knew since she was young that her looks attracted a lot of male attention. She just ignored them. She was getting out of this town and maybe become a big time model.

Amber stared again at the downpour and wondered if she should just stay home. No. She was close to having enough cash to leave, so she took out the black silk short-shorts, the pink cut off t-shirt that said “The Playful Pussy” and grabbed the knee-high black silk socks and threw them into her backpack. The piece of shit stalled twice, and Amber made a point to count the mailboxes she saw as she drove towards Dallas. At least there seemed to be four or five families living along the drive – she’d be able to get help if the car died .

The car finally died. Amber couldn’t get it to start up again. Meanwhile the rain was still pouring down in sheets. It was hard to see too far down the road. Should she stay and sleep in the car till morning? No, she decided to call me her sister’s ex-husband, Her sister and I have been divorced for six years. I sent a tow truck to bring her car to a garage in Dallas and sent my limo to pick her up.

Amber ran for the front door, while I admired her sweet young titties bounce up and down as she ran towards me.. I put a hand on my hardening cock and smiled a slippery smile. For the first time Amber felt the tiniest sense of fear. She kept her arms clutched around her chest as she reached the front door house.

“Come in?” I said Come in and warm up it has been a long time since we have seen each other.” I said. Amber walked into their living room “I’ll go get you a towel. Stand over there on the rug in front of the sink. I’ll be right back.” I said. Before she knew it, I grabbed Amber and threw her on the table. “The Playful Pussy? You work there do you?” I asked..”Please, don’t! I’m not one of the dancers. I’m new. I just wait tables!” yelled Amber.

I was picking her up now and sitting her down on the table in front of me. I unzipped my pants and pulled them down revealing a rock-hard thick cock pulsing with anticipation. With one forceful shove, I pushed Amber back onto the table with her legs still dangling over the edge. My hands were so big and so strong that I managed to rip the short-shorts right off of Amber with one big yank.
“No panties.I laughed.