*Indecent Proposal*

A man in trouble encounters a mystery woman who offers to help. She has a plan he can't refuse.

Two weeks ago, I was sitting in the lobby of a popular auto repair center. I was patiently waiting for them to fix my car, well sort of, it took forever. As I read an outdated magazine a man much older than myself entered the shop. He appeared to be very stressed out. I overheard his conversation with the guy behind the counter. "I'm sorry sir, we don't finance auto repair," he said so kindly. He was so overwhelmed by that news. He settled into the chair beside me, utterly defeated.

He began calling others for assistance in paying his repair bill. His voice sounded so desperate. "I can pay you back when I get my check," he said during one of many calls. Clenched in his hand were two one-hundred-dollar bills.

I peered out the window and saw a hotel directly across the street. I continued to read my magazine. He made several more attempts to seek help yet was unsuccessful. He quietly surrendered and slid his phone into his pocket. My heart was breaking, I felt so bad for him. Suddenly, a thought occurred. "Let's turn the tables on these gentlemen," I said to myself.

I gazed at the people who were waiting for their cars to be repaired. I giggled inside. I rose from my seat and approached the service desk. I motioned for the man behind the counter to lean forward, "How much is that mans bill?" I whispered quietly over the counter. $1240 dollars he said in return. I thanked him and returned to my seat.

As I pondered my next move, I glanced back at the hotel across the street. By now, my older friend was slumped in his chair and out of luck. When he glanced in my direction, I winked at him. It startled him yet he quickly returned to his suffering demeanor, as he sat motionless in his seat.

I purposely crossed my legs in his direction and grazed my heel against his calf. He stared at my foot, then he looked at me again. I smiled, nodded my head, then I gave him another wink. Now, he was extremely puzzled by my gestures. He surveyed the others waiting in the lobby who were unaware of my actions, as they quietly surfed their phones. I waited until the coast was clear, then I tapped his leg with my heel, again.

Now I had his attention. He gazed at my calves then back to my face. His expression appeared confused, yet alert. I smiled at him. I leaned over and whispered into his ear,

"I'll pay for your car repair," I said so warmly.

His eyes bulged wide, he sat up straight in his seat, his mouth was gaping open, "what???" he asked so decisively. I looked away as if I didn't want to draw any attention. He continued to wildly stare at me,

"I'll pay your bill," I whispered again.

He gasped so loud and became instantly restless and so relieved.

"Are you serious?" he asked in a full voice.
"SSSsshhh," I whispered as I stared off in another direction.

In complete shock he stared at me and others around us, yet no one reacted. His mouth was still ajar as he stared at me from my side.

"My repair bill is twelve-hundred dollars," he said so regretfully.
"I know," I replied as I continued to look away from him.

"Maybe we can make a deal," I whispered into his ear.

He looked so confused as he stared around the lobby. I began rocking my hanging calf ever so seductively. When no one was looking, I ran my heel up his calf. His eyes were 'wide' as he stared at the others around us. I leaned into his ear,

"You know what I want," I whispered.

He sat completely still as he gazed at me AND my body. His startled expression was so profound. Without looking his way I said,

"Are you married?" A brief moment of silence ensued,...
"I'm a widow, seven years now" he replied, his trembling hands clutched tightly together.
"Do you see that hotel across the street?" I whispered into his ear.

He leaned forward and nodded his head, "Yes," he replied. I didn't speak for several seconds. I wanted him to stew on that for a while.

"Bring back a room key and I'll pay your bill," I whispered quietly.

He leaned back and gazed at me, completely shocked by what I just said. His attention turned towards the others in the lobby. No one had a clue what was happening. I stared at the service desk ahead of me,

"Do we have a deal?" I whispered.
"Are you serious?" he asked.
"Time is ticking," I replied.

Boosted by adrenaline he stood quickly and walked out the door. I giggled watching him trot over to the crosswalk. His pace was rather impressive for a man his age. I estimate that he was around sixty years old. I continued to surf my magazine. A few minutes later he returned and sat back down beside me.

"Did you get the room?" I whispered.
"Yes ma'am," he replied.
"Show me the key," I asked softly.

In the palm of his trembling hand, there it was. I looked at him and smiled,

"is your car already done?" I asked.
"Yes," he replied, his eyes, so wide.

I rested my magazine on the table and approached the service desk. I motioned for the man behind the counter to lean forward,

"When I return, I'd like to pay that mans bill," I said softly.
"Oh wow," he said as he looked around me at the older man.
"Absolutely," he replied.
"Can you tell me how long it will take to fix mine?" I asked.
" About two hours," he replied. "Perfect."

I turned and silently motioned for that man to follow me. He leaped from his seat and trailed behind me. I purposely kept some distance from him as I stepped onto the crosswalk. I paused when reaching the hotel parking lot across the street, "I'll follow you," I said rather flirtatiously as he approached me. His breathing was heavy. I shadowed him as he led me down the hallway. He kept looking back in disbelief.

"I trust you won't tell anyone about this," I said as I stood outside the door. He didn't utter a word.

Upon entering the room, I placed my purse on the table.

"Damn your fine," I said as I gazed at his aging body.

He nervously crept towards the bed and rested himself on the mattress. I slid my long wool coat off and draped on the back of the chair, so gracefully.

"Do you like eating pussy?" I asked so forwardly. You could have parked an SUV in his gaping mouth.
"Well, do you?" I asked as I began to unbutton my blouse.

"YES MA"AM," he replied as he gazed so intently as I continued removing my clothes.
"If you want me to pay for your car, you're gonna have to earn it," I said with a lustful expression.
He was stunned, totally stunned.

"Do you live around here?" I asked as I tossed my blouse right on the floor.
"Yes," he replied as he gazed at my lacy bra, his hands, trembling.
"What are you waiting for, take off your clothes," I said, as I began to unzip my skirt from behind. He paused, and trembled, "just do it," I said as I pulled my skirt down over my hips. He gasped so loudly when my skirt hit the floor. "OMG!" he squealed.

I tugged on my black stockings and secured them around my thighs. Once he was naked, he perched so nervously on the bed. All I had on was my bra, panties, stockings and heels.

"I'm gonna wear you out Mister," I said as I stared at his flaccid cock. I slowly removed my bra and tossed in on the bed,

"Like what you see?" I asked.
He gulped hard, "omg,....omg, yesssss ma'am," he replied.

I strolled over and closed the curtains. I walked over and stood before him, 'slide my panties off," I said so seductively as I bumped my knee on his chin. His hands shook madly as he removed them.

"Nice and smooth, aren't I," I said so flirtatiously. His breathing was loud and labored.
"Feel my legs," I said so freely, "go ahead," I added. His expression was remarkable.
"Don't be shy," I said as I placed my hands on my hips.

"What's your name?" I asked.
"My name is Don," he said so proudly.
"I'm Carrieann," I replied, "call me Carrie," I added.

"How do those legs feel?" I asked. All I heard was his heavy breathing.
"Kiss my thighs," I said as I placed them near his mouth. He blanketed my thighs with gentle kisses.
"Don't stop," I whispered, as I ran my hand thru his silver hair. I let him go for several minutes.

"That's nice Don, that's really good," I added.
"Peel off my stockings," I whispered as I pointed a leg forward, "I know you want to," I added.

Feeling his shaking hands stirred my already flowing juices. He was so gentle. I stepped out of them and re-planted my feet.

"Please, lick my thighs," I whispered. I watched him maneuver up and down and all around, licking my thighs so well. His tongue was especially wet and hungry.

"Breathe darlin," I said as he gasped for every breath. I slowly turned around and dropped my cheeks right in his face.

"Please, lick my cheeks Don," I whispered.
"Oh sweet Jesus," he said as he lapped them with aggression. Older men are oral wizards, he was that good. He didn't miss an inch. The way he held my knees while doing it was sensational. I wasn't about to stop him I was on for the ride. I let him go for at least ten minutes.

"That's it," I kept whispering to him. I eventually stepped away.
"Lay back on the bed," I said so firmly. He began to inform me that he couldn't perform due to prostate issues.

"I'm not here for that," I replied as I stood beside the bed.
"I wanna sit on your face," I said so seductively as I felt my breasts.
"Oh god yes," he replied as he repositioned himself.
"I'm gonna ride you all the way to Denver mister," I said, as I stroked his face with my fingertips. His reaction was priceless. Don was completely inconsolable. He rattled uncontrollably. I knelt down on the mattress, and I tossed a leg across his chest.

"Oh please, oh please do," he said as he quickly adjusted the pillow behind his head. I reached forward and grabbed the headboard with both hands. I could feel his rapid heartbeat between my thighs.

"Do you see how wet you make me?" I asked with a purr. A low toned rumbled flew from his mouth, his shaking hands, gripping to my thighs.

"Time for you to earn that money," I said as I scooted forward. I sat right on that mans face. I shuddered my first orgasm within thirty seconds, I was over excited. Don was very good at eating pussy indeed. His open mouth and digging tongue were fabulous, truly. I was so wet I could hear it. I began riding his face rocking back and forth, and side to side. He intently smothered himself to the point of suffocation. I love being ravished like that.

After some time, I turned around and fed him some more ass while I played with his cock. He was really into that. He lapped my hole indeed. In time, I rested beside him as he sucked my tits while I whispered into his ear. He licked my neck, my feet, and everything in between. I lost track of how many orgasms I had. I didn't stop until he was completely exhausted.

Ninety minutes later we crossed that street side by side, few words were spoken, the debt was paid. He plopped into a chair with stary eyes as I paid his bill in full. I quietly handed him the receipt. I reached into my coat and slid my stockings into his shirt pocket, I ran my hand gently across his cheek then I left the shop, I was gone.

I'm certain that encounter boosted his ego and fast. A win-win for Don indeed. He must have been stunned by the experience. Turning the tables came at a price, the cost I was willing to bear. I still chuckle thinking back on that day, I hope you did as well. / Carrie