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The 4 1/2 litre Bentley

Date: 8/17/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, First Time, Prostitution, Reluctance, Romance, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 84.6, Source: sexstories.com

sir," he said, "Young Doris is in the waiting room now if you get my meaning sir." "Right," I agreed. "Can't park here sir," he said. "Right, oh and thank you." I said. I decided to risk it and parked the Bentley, by the Taxi rank and went to the waiting room. I saw a lady in a fur coat, "Are you Doris the prostitute?" I asked. "No, I most certainly am not, I am Lady Fry," the lady replied to my intense relief as she was as old as Granny P "I'm Doris sir," a young girl replied. "Oh, will you spend the night with me only we need a fourth for cards," I asked. "I don't do kinky sir," she replied. "No, not kinky sex," I explained, "Whist." "A complete imbecile," Lady Fry opined. "All night sir, that's a pound I'm afraid and a Taxi home," she insisted. "I'll drive you, come along." I agreed and she followed me out to the car. "Oh sir, its a racing car!" she said when she saw the Bentley. "Nearly raced at Le Mans in twenty nine," I explained, "Bunty Brabbinger had her tootled up and couldn't stop her pinking, then Argy Ardiles, Argentinian you know, filed the pistons down to reduce the compression ratio and."Blam Pa Blam Pa," the unsilenced exhaust drowned my explanation which was a shame as I told her everything even about when "Benson" Hedges had her and was shot down over Germany in his 'Spit' and when he came home in forty five he started her up and she kept misfiring so he advertised her in the Gazette and I bought her. She was trying to say something as we left the town, ... "I can't hear," I said, "We lose the exhaust noise at seventy, hang on." I put my foot down. "Slow down sir for pities sake!" she wailed. "Oh!" I replied. "Look, why don't we stop somewhere and have a fuck now, you're all tense?" she said. "No thanks," I said, "Chap tried to do that to me in the army, not my cup of tea I'm afraid." "Then what do you want?" she asked awkwardly. "Make up a four at Whist." I explained, she cowered in the corner of her seat after that while I concentrated on making up lost time. We hurtled into Wellington I think it was at nearly ninety, it seemed a shame to slow down when she was running so beautifully so I didn't, poor Doris went a ghostly shade of white and then when we came to the hills I went down to third gear and charged up the inclines with a deafening roar from the unsilenced exhausts. "You're mad!" Doris opined. "Yes Angela says the same," I agreed. "I need to stop for a pee," Doris announced. "Oh for cripes sake!" I said, "We'll be late, can't you pee in an empty petrol tin?" "No!" she said abruptly. "Why not?" I asked, "I do." "Well it's easier for you blokes," she suggested. "How so?" I asked, and she looked at me in a most peculiar way. "What with you having willies and that," she explained. "With having willies?" I said, "How do you mean?" "You're joking right?" she asked as she stared at me incredulously. "What do you mean?" I asked in turn. "Haven't you seen a girl pee?" she asked. "No, of course not!" I replied. "Never seen one ...