The Lady Chauffeur

About Me:

More to follow

Slender, attractive, intelligent, considerate, feisty, competitive.

Much to give, but not to be rushed....

Vivid imagination....
Win over the mind and the body will assuredly follow (and what a body it is, even if I do say so myself....)

Ideal Partner:

Be yourself!!

No virtual Kisses, No Gifts (please)
Please don't ask for my password if you haven't given yours first - yes I know it is 'not fair'.....

The roar of the big cat’s v8 engine reverberated into the evening air as she drove through the countryside evening sunshine, roof down… She could feel the summer breeze in her hair, loose save for ribbon trying it into a simple pony tail shimmering golden in that bright light.
Behind dark glasses she smiled to herself as she considered her carefully selected outfit for this role… a simple shift dress in smooth velvet stopping just above the knee and hugging the smooth curves of her slender frame, jacket and peaked cap on the seat beside her. Silk stockings caressed her toned legs and she delicately played the accelerator careful not to scuff her perfectly fitting heels.
She allowed herself a moment of pleasure in feeling the vibration of the car whilst she fleetingly anticipated events that were to follow….
Arriving at the pub restaurant she could sense the eyes of the evening diners watching her from their outside tables, the car gently being manoeuvred into the parking space reserved for this pick up. Opening the door she stepped out, slipping her crisp jacket over her shoulders and placing the cap at a jaunty angle.
Still aware of the observation she was under she un hurriedly crossed the lane toward the entrance.
Her man was inside, and would soon be driven to their agreed destination…. distant enough for the mutual expectation and desire to be raised but close enough for the awaited moment of their carnel coupling to be fulfilled without prolonged delay…
She stepped inside.... “Car for Mr Smith.... “

Continued....

This was her game and it never ceased to amuse her how the responses she received continually failed to understand this....

As a clearly half drunk “gentleman” opened the door for her, his wandering hand brushed rather too obviously around her hips. Smiling sweetly her heel equally accidentally dug into the top of his foot and he lurched forward at the sharp pain... “So sorry” she whispered whilst at the same moment expertly picking his pocket of the roll of bank notes her experienced eyes had instantly spotted... “Have a nice day.... “

Stepping into the bar there was a momentary hush as attention was drawn to her presence in the room. She could not fail to hear the involuntary utterance of a woman at a table close by.... “that’s a hooker... “.
With a wry smile to herself she tripped the young waiter passing and carrying a tray full of drinks which landed satisfactorily (and soakingly) over her intended target....

Helping the young man steady himself she tucked the bank notes into his shirt pocket....
“I do hope I haven’t caused any bother” she murmered kissing him lightly on the cheek before stepping further into the room....

“Car for Mr Smith”....

She had already assessed the possibilities and nearly laughed aloud as the six men rose almost as one in response to her call....

This could prove to be even more interesting than she had expected...

Other Interests:

Museums / Galleries, Cars / Motorcycles, Music - Pop / R&B, Music - Rock, Literature / History, Athletics, Dancing, Theatre / Ballet, Volunteer / Charity, Yoga / Meditation, Cooking, Food and Wine

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