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For most stars, it was surprisingly easy to get out for a simple thing shopping. True, a lot had to put up with tabloid reporters and such but some found it easy to get to do simple things like shopping or such. For Charlize Theron, it was as simple as dying her hair.
Although she had played brunettes in some films, the South Africian actress was better known as a blonde as well as the sexpot from movies like "2 Days in the Valley," "The Devil's Advocate" and "Reindeer Games," among others. With a full slate of projects, Charlize didn't have too much time off and thus enjoyed being able to take a break to just shop.
All she had to do was put a little dye in her hair to make her closer to her natural brunette state and she was ready for a day out. True, people would see a gorgeous, leggy woman with short dark hair, white shirt and skirt showing off ample amount of leg, but few would connect her to the famous actress.
Charlize had been enjoying her day, getting some shopping done and walking around, the black hairdo really helping keeping her incognito. But she was getting a little tired and it was sort of late so she was hoping she could cut it short. She stepped to the curb and waved a hand. Given her more than attractive appearance, it was no surprise a car was pulling to the curb in seconds.
Getting inside, Charlize sat in the back seat, looking up at the driver. She told them her hotel and "Not too fast. Kind of relaxing here."
"No problem," the cab driver said. He defied stereotypes of cabbies: Light skin, dark hair, good build and spoke English well. His license stated his name as being "Hank" and he seemed a nice guy. He glanced behind him into the mirror and frowned. "Say, haven't I seen you somewhere before?"
"Sort of," Charlize admitted. "I'm an actress."
"Really," Hank said, biting his lip in thought. "Oh, wait a minute, now I recognize you! Charlize Theron! Hey, the dark hair helps but I've seen a few of your films."
"Thanks," Charlize said, leaning back in the seat. She seemed to notice for the first time the music coming in over the speakers in the back. It was a soft melody, sort of New Age, not exactly the sort of thing you'd expect to hear in a taxicab but still pretty nice. Charlize sat back, staring out the front windshield as the cab drove around.
"Well, must be nice to relax after a long day, huh?" Hank said, glancing at the rearview mirror. "Must be real nice to just kick back and relax after a long day, you've been out all day, you've been walking, shopping, lugging those heavy bags around, it must be nice to just sit back and relax, huh? Just sit right back and relax, Miss Theron, just sit right back there and relax, just let all the tension flow right out of you and keep relaxing, just keep relaxing."
Charlize was staring at the window, just relaxing. The music was helping, no doubt about it, the music was definitely helping her relax, she could really feel herself relaxing more and more as the music played on. It seemed to fill her mind, fill her body, the music seemed to just fill her up as she listened to it more and more. Hank had stopped talking and now Charlize was just sitting there, just sitting there and listening to the music, her head slumping slightly to one side but her eyes remaining open, despite a slightly blank expression to them.
"Not often I get a big celebrity in the cab, Miss Theron," Hank said. "Do ya like the music?"
"Yes....." Charlize said softly.
"Yeah, figured you would. It's my own composition. People find it relaxing, especially you ladies. Don't play it for everyone, mind you. Only when they are as well put together as you are. It helps break the ice. No need to say anything, I know you're kinda relaxed right now, so I'll cut to the chase."
Charlize had no way of knowing that so much time had passed during her ride, the soft music with the special hidden messages working into her mind through the entire ride to her hotel. Pulling up to the curb, Hank turned to face Charlize. "Write your private number on the pad in the back there."
Still staring blankly forward, Charlize picked up the pad hanging on a hook before her and wrote down her hotel number and phone number. "Whenever you hear me ask if you want to go for a ride, you'll fall into this nice relaxed state and do what I tell you. Understand?"
"Yes....." Charlize nodded, putting the pad down.
"When I honk the horn, you'll wake up. You won't remember anything, just a normal ride is all."
Charlize's eyes blinked as she heard the horn bark. "OK! Good, that'll be twenty bucks," Hank said.
"Sure," Charlize said, taking out her purse and giving him a ten. "Sorry, all I've got," she said apologetically.
"No problem," Hank grinned as he watched her leave the cab. "I'll collect my tip later."
Charlize was having a nice time unwinding after her shopping trip. She'd gotten a nice dinner and spent a while looking over some new scripts. She was still dressed in her outfit from before and wasn't ready for the telephone to ring. "Hello?" she answered, wondering who could be calling her.
"You want to go for a ride?" the voice said and Charlize felt a wave of relaxation come over her. There was silence before Hank's voice came back. "Go to the door and open it, Charlize," he stated.
Silently, she rose to her feet and moved over to the door, pulling it open. Hank pocket his cell phone and stepped inside, looking over the entranced actress. "Nice," he smiled. "You'll do everything I tell you to do, Charlize."
"Yes...." Charlize stated.
"Take off all your clothes." He watched her disrobe, pulling her shirt over her head. She unsnapped her bra and revealed her full pointed breasts, then undid her skirt and slid off her white panties to reveal her dark tuft.
Naked himself by now, Hank took Charlize and kissed her full on the lips. She answered back passionately as he moved them towards the bedroom, pushing them down on the sheets as they rolled about, Hank taking her on top, squeezing her cheeks hard as he brought her chest up to his face. "Oooh......" Charlize moaned as she felt Hank kiss her pointed breasts, hands squeezing her ass as he licked at her nipples.
Without warning, Hank turned them over, pushing Charlize down on the bed. He took her long legs and put them on his shoulders as he glided his cock to her hole. He pushed it in and started pumping, working it hard into her pussy with firm and steady strokes, pounding his rod into Charlize's waiting body. She groaned as she felt him go at her, working his way in. "Uuuhhhh....." Charlize let out, her heels working on Hank's shoulders as he pumped away at her. "Yeah...." Hank grunted. "Oh, yeah! Oh Yeah!" He leaned forward a bit, letting more of Charlize's clit be exposed, hands working on her tits as he went at her.
"Ahhhh......" Charlize moaned as Hank worked away on her, slamming his meat in and out of her snatch as his hands squeezed her pointed cones, the nipples red under his fingerwork as he worked away on her. "Hell, yeah! Yeah!" Hank said as he felt himself start to come. "YEAAAH!" he let out as he let loose, ejecting himself into Charlize as his hands gripped hard on her breasts.
"AHHH!" Charlize cried out as she felt him come inside of her, shaking her body.
Hank moved out of her, putting her legs down as he lay back. "Suck my cock, Charlize," he commanded. Instantly, her mouth was engulfing his rod, working up and down the hard shaft, tongue tickling the tip as she licked at his cock.
"Oooh, yeah....." Hank groaned as he felt Charlize lick and suck him off. Her fingers pinched his balls as she tried to take all of him into her mouth, lips sucking his shaft as she went at him. "Oh, fuck, yeah!" Hank groaned as he felt himself build up again. "YEAHHHHH!" he let out as he shot his wad into Charlize's gorgeous mouth, the actress licking and swallowing every drop of cum.
Hank sat on the bed and brought Charlize to him, squeezing her tits as he lowered her onto his cock, back facing her. He continued to rub and pinch her breasts as she welcomed his cock, rocking back and forth on his rod as he kneaded her. Hank grinned as he worked away at Charlize, loving how, for the next several hours, he would be in the driver's seat.
THE END
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