Daring myself to do so, I finally summoned the courage to walk over to her and introduce myself. Something I usually don’t have to do as all of my regular customers know me by my first name, I did with her. I hoped she’d tell me her name so that I could masturbate over her tonight while saying her name. As nervous as I was excited to meet her, I walked over to her and introduced myself.
“Hi, I’m Garrett,” I said with a blush. “Would you like me to fill up your tank with gas?”
Suddenly, dirty thoughts filled my horny mind.
‘I’d love to fill her tank and pump her with my big hose,’ I thought. ‘I’d love to make out with her while touching and feeling her through her clothes before slowly stripping her naked. Then, once naked, I’d love to turn her around, bend her forward and, while holding on to her big, naked breasts, take her from behind.’
Only, with black women enjoying anal sex more than Caucasian women enjoy taking it up the ass, she’d probably want me to take her anally. Forget about never having anal sex, I’ve never had sexual intercourse. I’m not even sure how to go about having anal sex. No doubt, I’d have to fill her anal cavity with lots of lube before fucking her in her ass.
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Then, she gave me a smile that made me light on my feet, softened my heart, and hardened my cock. If she wasn’t beautiful enough before, she was even more beautiful when she smiled now. Other than Naomi Campbell, Diana Ross, Tina Turner, and later, Tyra Banks, Vanessa Williams, and the Williams sisters, Venus, and Serena, never have I seen such a beautiful, black woman.
“No thank you,” she said with a chuckle. “My father owned a gas station. Something that I’ve always done, and a hard habit to break, I have gasoline in my veins,” she said with a laugh. “If you don’t mind, I prefer pumping my own gas.”
She turned to me while pumping her gas. She held the pump handle that I held in my hand thousands of times while pumping her own gas. Unable to stop my horny imagination, I imagined her holding my naked, erect prick in her black hand while pumping me.
“I like your rosy cheeks. You look so healthy,” she said with a smile.
I returned her smile with my smile while wishing that I could remove my pants and show her my white, naked, ass cheeks. Allowing her to pump her own gas, something that everyone will be doing in the near future, I took no exception to her wanting to fill up her own tank. Perhaps, she feared that I may scratch her precious car.
“While you’re pumping gas, may I check your oil, check your tires, and wash your windshield,” I asked in my most friendly Texaco voice?
She gave me that beautiful smile again.
“Yes, I’d like that,” she said. “Having checked my tires and oil plenty of times myself before, but with me appearing in court this morning, I don’t want to dirty my clothes.”
‘Court,’ I thought while being careful not to lean against her car with my dirty overalls? ‘I wondered what she was arrested for, maybe speeding. Or maybe because she’s just black.’
“Court,” I asked?