A PERFECT WORLD
By Trent Wolf
Chapter Eight: Diablo
Eric decided he was ready for some new wheels, so he cruised around
until he spotted a dealership just off the strip that specialized in European
luxury and sports cars. This is where the high rollers, rock stars and
movie stars usually picked up their transportation.
He pulled into the lot, parked and headed inside the showroom.
This was a Las Vegas car dealership at it’s finest. Glass and steel, lights, shiny cars, and nothing but a gorgeous female sales staff to help the potential buyers. The owner knew full well that his customers would be more eager to show off by purchasing an expensive car from a great looking woman. It was perfect.
A tall, stunning redhead with her hair up in an elegant French twist walked up to meet Eric. She had clear green eyes, bright red lips and high cheekbones. He guessed that either she was an ex-model or an ex-showgirl. He really liked the way she dressed. A green padded leather jacket and a matching micro mini skirt that would be illegal if it was any shorter. Her tall figure was even further accentuated by the impossibly high heels on her ‘fuck me’ pumps. He also liked the way her sheer panty hose made a whispering sound as she strutted elegantly across the tile floor. Her legs were nice and shapely, like a dancer.
She was a total knockout, and probably full of herself, Eric thought. Women like this would never have given him the time of day before now. His heart pounded at the impending possibilities. He really fell in love with that beautiful mouth of hers.
“Hello, my name is Megan.” She said as she walked up with her arms folded and her legs turned just so, like a catalogue model.
“Hi, I’m Eric.”
“How can I help you, Eric?”
“I’m looking for a new car.” He answered. He loved the sound of her sultry voice, and the way she said his name. It sounded like syrup.
“Is there anything in particular you’d like to test drive, Eric?”
“This is nice.” Eric said, nodding at an intimidating looking sports car.
“Ah, yes, the model VT Lamborghini Diablo. Why don’t we take it for a spin, shall we?”
“Absolutely.”
Megan retrieved the keys to the powerful red machine, and soon Eric Travis had the 492 horsepower beast at his fingertips. They took it out onto one of the lonely desert highways just outside the city limits.
“Okay, open her up.” Megan suggested, smiling at Eric behind her stylish Raybans.
Eric grinned back, shifted into high gear, and put the pedal down gradually until the machine growled louder and faster. The speed was incredible as the highway stripes came at him with unbelievable velocity. He was getting an incredible rush from the force of the car as it roared down the two-lane blacktop. He was awed that it took no time at all to get up to just over one hundred miles and hour.
They drove on for several minutes until Eric saw a curve ahead. He down shifted the beast and finally slowed to a halt in the middle of the highway and took a deep breath.
“So what do think?” Megan asked nonchalantly. She was used to this inevitable reaction. Once the customers test-drove the Diablo, they just had to have it.
Eric glanced over at Megan and gave her a little tap, and told her, “I need a little more convincing. Why don’t you tell me why I should buy this car?”
Megan was taken aback at first. This was a new one for her. She never had to ‘sell’ a car to anyone before. They drove it, they wanted it, and they bought it. That’s how it always went. But something was entirely strange and different here. For some odd reason, she was finding herself terribly aroused by this man sitting next to her. She didn’t know why, but she had the sudden urge to touch him and kiss him.
“Well,” She said, trying to get a grip on her roused emotions. “Let me tell you a little about the car. The Diablo had been designed with a four-wheel drive option in mind since the beginning. The VT stands for "Viscous Traction". A viscous joint distributes power to the front and rear differentials. The joint automatically decreases the power transmitted to the axis that is losing grip and sends it to the other one. They did a grip test on wet granite that yielded incredible results.”
“Interesting.” Eric said as he tapped her again. “Tell me more.”
Megan responded to his tapping by taking a deep breath and shifting uncomfortably in the leather seat next to him.
“This…ummm…is a limited edition of only six hundred. Its top speed is,
ummm, 201.9 miles per hour.” She sighed with a breathless voice,
as she became increasingly aroused.
“The engine is…uuunh…492 horsepower at seven thousand Rpm’s.”
“Are you okay, Megan?” Eric asked, as she seemed to be losing control of herself.
“I…don’t understand…what’s the matter…with me.” She replied. “I feel so…”
She suddenly looked at him and removed her sunglasses. “You…I…”
“What?”
“I…want you.” Megan said, as if she were struggling to get the words out. “I can’t believe this. I’ve never… done anything like this before.”
Eric tapped her again, and Megan responded by asking, “Eric, could I… touch you?”
“Sure. Just relax.” Eric said calmly as he took her hand and guided it to the growing bulge in his pants. “Why don’t you tell me more about the car while we head back?”
“Oh…um, okay… The engine is, uh, a V12, with four valves… and ummm…four camshafts.” Megan explained as she began to massage Eric. “The Emission control system has three-way catalytic converters with oxygen sensors… The ignition is electronic with integrated injection…The injection system is original L.I.E. Lamborghini…and it has an electronic sequential multi-point…Ooooh, I can’t help it myself, I need to take it out!”
Before Eric could respond, Megan was scrambling to get his belt buckle
undone and zipper down. She reached into his shorts and came out with his
erection and began to stoke him expertly with her soft slender fingers.
She leaned closed to him and whispered more details about the car in his
ear as she occasionally licked and kissed his neck and ear.
Eric got a chill up his spine when she jammed her tongue in his ear,
and almost lost control of the car.
He gripped the wheel tight as he drove back toward the dealership at a normal fifty-five miles an hour while Megan stroked him off. She teased him mercilessly with her luscious lips and wet tongue, all while whispering to him all the nasty things she would do if he bought the car from her today.
“I’ll suck your cock for hours.” Megan breathed in his ear and then bit into his ear lobe. “Then I’ll lay you down and ride you until you go blind.”
It was just about too much for Eric to take. He was about to erupt again, so he reached over, took Megan by the back of the head, and forced her gorgeous mouth down over his raging hard on. The once prim and cool saleswoman responded by slurping hungrily while continued to jerk the base of his cock up and down. It was an incredible feeling, and Eric couldn’t hold back as he watched the back of her head bob up and down on his lap, so he popped and spilled silky ropes of come in Megan’s eager mouth. She licked and swallowed it down quickly as she moaned and continued to jerk his cock in her fist.
By the time they arrived back at the dealership, Megan had licked off every last drop, and then wiped off her wet chin as she ran her tongue over her lips. Before she got out of the car, she applied a brand new coat of gloss to her pouting mouth.
“I’ll take it.” Eric said as they headed to her office to do the paperwork. Thanks to his gift, Eric had no trouble with credit, or anything else. He gave Megan Brenda Fawcett’s law firm address and told her to bill everything to them, and also told her someone from the firm would come and pick up the BMW. Meanwhile, Megan ordered one of the staff to retrieve Eric’s new clothes from the BMW and put them in the Lamborghini.
When they were through, Megan handed him the keys and told him. “Here’s my card. I want you to call me as soon as you can so we can get together. There’s so many things I want to do to you, Eric.”
“Sure thing.” Eric said as he gave her a peck on the cheek and headed out to his new Lamborghini Diablo. He gave Megan a wave as he headed out the parking lot, and she waved back longingly. She just couldn’t wait until he called her.
The End of Chapter Eight