This little gem of a tale comes to me from one of my good friends… let’s call him Lucky Larry. Like always, enjoy the ride. 😉
I roll up to this one gig, a posh looking place, no surprise, but I wasn’t really prepared for what was about to happen. I ring the doorbell and lo and behold, who opens the door but the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in real life…in the most impossibly small bikini ever. I say it like that because we’ve all seen famous actors, gorgeous models and super sexy rock stars but never up close and in person. I introduce myself and let her know that I’m her driver for the day…she smiles a little coy smile and says she’ll be right out.
I was waiting by the limo when she reappears with her companion and when I say that, this man she was with could accompany me to anything, go anywhere, at any time…like how unfair a goddess of a woman was with an Adonis of a man. They get into the limo and we start to leave the residence when the woman rolls down the partition but not all the way so all I can see is her face. She starts asking me questions like how I go into driving limos, how long I’ve been driving, do I like it etc. I answer politely but I notice she’s a little squirmy and distracted as she rolls the divide back up…I pay no mind and continue to drive.
She rolls down the partition again and asks more questions but even from the rear view mirror, I can tell something is up. I ask the woman if everything is alright and she responds that everything is good. Throughout all these questions, I haven’t been able to see her gentleman friend or hear even the slightest noise. It would seem that he is laying low and preoccupied with something. Coincidentally, my client’s questions were becoming more and more personal and the way she was asking them, was a little off.
I’m sure you’ve all heard backseat limo stories (oh hell, I’ve had my own when I’m not working!) but this was happening right now in my limo, in the middle of the day with 2 perfect human specimens! We arrive at the destination and I open their door…the man steps out and makes absolutely no eye contact with me but the woman exits the vehicle, like she was poured out of a bottle of champagne. She comes up to me, super close to my face, like personal space wasn’t invented and thanks me for a wonderful ride…then she slips what I can only imagine is a wad of bills into my pocket and explains that I deserved such a huge tip. I thank her and tell her that I hope she’ll use our service again…she leans into me and whispers soft into my ear “You can count on it and I’ll be specifically asking for you”. I blush as she walks away and catches up with her gentleman friend…