1. BLITHE


    Date: 10/4/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Erotica, Male / Females, Romance, Author: Gentalman, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    condition, although the leather had some cracks from the heat. I was glad to see that it was an automatic, since I hadn’t been taught how to drive a stick yet. A faded Polaroid of a girl was wedged in the crevasse that held the radio. She was boasting a smile while driving the Jeep. You could tell the passenger had to have taken the picture. “That’s Jenny.” Cecil informed me, “I took that picture when she drove it the very first time.” reaching over me to pull it from the radio’s clutches. “Mr. Clayton, I really appreciate you showing me this.” I started, “It sure is worth every penny.” I assured him, “But you’re going to have to find another buyer.” and dropped my head, “It would be a long time coming waiting on me to earn that much.” “Nonsense boy!” he exclaimed, slamming the door shut. “It’s probably worth triple that much to me.” and leaned in on the door. “I told you how much it was worth; I didn’t tell you how much I’d take for it.” and cracked a smile. I looked at him in shock. I didn’t know what he was saying exactly, so I asked, “So how much would you take for it?” sliding my hands around the steering wheel. “Well...” he started, pushing himself straight, “I figure a teenage boy would have to work pretty hard to come up with about five hundred.” and did a little thinking, “Let’s see, tax, title, registration…” and looked at me, “You could probably drive it out of here today for about six.” I had that easy enough, but I don’t have that kind of luck. “What’s the ...
    catch?” I asked in all seriousness. A broad smile crossed his lips. “You can never sell it.” and explained, “You can store it, you can drive it till it dies, and if and when it does, you have to bury it over at Hershel’s.” “Mister, I got the money.” I assured him, “I just don’t have the license yet.” “Eh, nothing we can’t fix; right Ben?” Cecil asked. Ben scratched his head, looking at the jeep and then me, “I reckon I could solve that for you.” and opened the passenger door and climbed in the back. “Alright, let’s ride!” Cecil hollered, and walked around and got in the passenger seat. I just sat there looking at them, not knowing what they expected me to do. “Alright boy. We’re ready.” Cecil said, shooing me to drive. “Mr. Clayton, there’s a bunch of stuff in the way.” I pointed out. “Oh, push it out of your way, it’ll move.” he reasoned, buckling up. I put my seatbelt on and dropped it in drive. I let up off the brake and inched forward, making contact with one of the empty cartons. “Thought you said you could drive.” Cecil queried, eyeing me suspiciously. “I don’t want to damage anything.” I replied, studying the obstacles in my way. “Damn city slicker Cecil.” Ben observed. “Probably scared a coon will run out in front of him.” Both chuckled at that and Cecil shouted, “Step on it boy! Ain’t got all day!” and put his left foot on my right one, applying gas. Boxes flew to the side, bubble wrap clung to the grill, and a burst of other debris preceded us out the door. I picked a ...
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