Wine Country Fall ~ OPEN

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~ OOC ~ (this means Out Of Character) In character I'm Florence, the limo driver slut.

Hello everyone, hope you're doing great! This is not a closed player story and you simply need to PM the people involved to prepare for your role. PMs to me are considered phone calls to the dispatcher and all will be responded to.

I also play the role of Maggie, the blonde bombshell dispatcher, and you may interact with her in our adventures as well.

Others in the past have had great fun with their rides. Yours will be an experience to remember. This limo can go anywhere so enjoy any city in the world

Please read the forum guidelines http://forum.literotica.com/SRPforumGuidelines

This is based on the well known writing game called "Build-A- Story" where you mostly write for yourself in character but you can also 'manipulate' other players. A three paragraph limit is wise as long as they're not too long. Super short posts are not encouraged since this is for writers to WRITE!

You can not kill another player's character ~ sorry. :rose: In fact, overt violence is discouraged though fantasy is meant to be gleefully explored. This does not stop us from shooting random bad guys or other methods of spy/cop storylines similar to what you might see on TV.

If you would like to make an out of character comment within the story please use the ~ OCC ~ notation in advance. If you don't, experienced players will run with whatever you wrote and that will become part of the story, or less experienced players might become confused.

Back In Character ~ BIC ~ or just some ~~~~~~~~~~~~ to break away from the comment tells us that its game on!

*********** THE NEW SET-UP


After another long shift Florence had the limo lead itself home. Checking the contents of her mailbox she was intrigued by a scented letter. As she read it she dialed Maggie, her co-worker, at the same time. "This smells wonderful. Thank you. God what a day... sorry I didn't call. Can you come over?"

Maggie replies from her hotel in Chicago, "Not tonight babe. My flight was re-scheduled due to some mechanical problem. *sigh* I miss you." Florence couldn't help but be bummed but offered to change the subject. "Did you hear about our new Manager? He's really hot. Just wait till you meet him!"

Before Maggie could answer, Flo's phone beeped that another call was coming in. "Damn it; I've got to take this other call lovie. Get home safe." "Ok... " was all she heard as Mag's hung up.
 
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The Bachelor

~ooc~ hope I can do this right, my character is Henry ~bic~

Henry looked at the deserted road, his ride had ditched him but they hadn't realized that he had been holding everybody's cash for the trip, a decision made by the group that worked to his advantage.

"come on, pick up already." he whispered to himself as he called the limo service that he had read about.

"They say that they'll get you anytime, anywhere, but why won't they pick up the damn phone?"
 
Sure enough it was Lila, the late night dispatcher. "Hi honey." Florence tried to sound alive. "So sorry to bug you Flo but no one else is available." Lila always talked fast due to being jacked on coffee. She was model hot but short and getting hired by Destiny Travel was just a temp gig for now. But the place was growing on her. 'Who knows... I might stay on she thought.'

"So where's the Hire?" Florence muttered as she fumbled for her condo key. The door popped open and she flipped off her heels. Lila let her know that it was a new client just named Henry so she wasn't able to run a background check. The address was easy enough and her mind was like a trap when it came to work. "Greeeat... " Flo sighed, "Another midnight stranger. Ok; call him back and let him know that I'll be there in twenty." She knew she didn't have to take this one since it put her well into overtime but if she was ever going to become a partner in the company she had to appear committed. Destiny Travel was the best in the city and everyone knew it.

After a couple of quick bites from her cold sandwich in the fridge and a moment of love for her kitty Penelope, she zipped up her thigh highs and grabbed one of her night jackets from the front closet. As she bounded out to the stretch, still putting her arm in one sleeve she heard a voice. "Running late tonight aren't you." It startled her but Florence stayed cool. This guy had been hanging around much too much and it was getting annoying. Maybe he is just a new neighbor trying to be friendly but she didn't have time to chat. Glad to be in the stretch, the door closed with a thud and she felt relieved at the sound of the auto-locks. Checking her radio gave the cue to Dispatch that she was on her way.
 
Henry was bored as he waited for the limo, so he started to look around where he was at an old farm house. "this is something straight out of a horror film, I hope they arrive soon."

Henry wasn't a defenseless man, he was well built, not anything special, and he always had a survival knife kept in a sheath on his ankle . "I hope I don't get a creepy limo driver."

He watched twenty minutes later as a long black limo pulled up in front of the house.
 
The gravel crunched under the limo tires as she drove up to the man who was surprisingly almost standing in the road. 'So this is Henry' she thought. The old Griffin farm was rather grim looking these days, not nearly the beauty it had been when Florence was a child. She remembered it being farther from town but the sprawl had worked its way out to these last few acres of what the land used to be like. Henry seemed startled by her headlights as if he was lost in thought but beamed a big smile once he realized that he had arrived.

In professional fashion Florence stepped out and walked around the car to open the door and realized he wasn't terribly tall. Her boot heels always seemed to make her tower over everyone anyway so she simply nodded quietly as she tipped her cap and opened the door for him. Once seated he couldn't help but notice as he looked out the door that the view was straight between her legs. Her dress coat and boots were present but there were no visible pants, just silky sheer black pantyhose. As she bent over to offer him a snack and drink, explaining that they were self-service, it was obvious that the only thing under her jacket was a black lace bra.

Once in her driver's seat, the divider was open and Flo opted to not use the speaker, so she just turned her head and chatted. "Are you still headed to the airport or have plans changed?"
 
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as soon as Henry had seen what she was wearing, his plans had changed, he wanted to do everything he could to spend a day with this beautiful woman, with 10,000 dollars in his pocket and a smile on his face, he looked at Flo "well, I wanted to know if you would like a day of fun, I'll cover expenses."

He had to reach down and adjust his cock as he moved closer to the divider. "my friends abandoned me when we were on our way back from a winery, they were headed to the airport, but they forgot that I have all our money, they figured that since I am the nice guy that I wouldn't run off with it."

Henry looked at you more closely as he sat closer to the divider. "Flo, you are beautiful and sexy, will you give me the pleasure of spending some time with me?"
 
"Dang... I'm really tired; shouldn't even be driving really. There's a casino up the way here with a great buffet. How about a late supper?"

Food and sleep were her priority now but he was intriguing. Why would his "friends" just leave him like that? What could he have done or said that would make the decision immediate and final. Clearly they were mental cause they let him keep the cash.

Florence radioed in that she had the patron, as well as the fact that she would take no others until her next shift. Then she realized that new fares would probably be at the casino. Doing those under the table would be best... and lucrative.

Lila radioed back that the message was received and that Florence was clear for the night.
 
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Henry was elated that she was going to spend time with him. "a late supper sounds wonderful." He detected the scent of her perfume and possibly something else

"could she be horny?" he thought to himself

"Florence, do you normally not wear any pants or panties while you work?" he asked as he could discern the smell of your perfume from the smell of your sex in the air.
 
Suppressing a giggle, Florence responded professionally about how she was wearing tap pants that were very short. She wondered if he could smell her last clients in the limo. There was no time to have the detailers give it a proper cleaning. The foursome was rather hot but wanted nothing from the driver except to know that she could watch them through the rear view mirror. When she had asked them if she should close the divider they said no. It was fun to listen to them but she couldn't really watch much since she had to drive safely.

They approached the grand entry of the casino and took a prominent position for unloading. Flo slipped her cap back on for show and walked around the car to open the door for Henry. As he straightened his suit jacket the valet attendant briskly walked over to the stunning lady driver. She was used to the attention and gave him a thrill by allowing him to park the limo since she planned to go inside. Henry offered his arm but felt an air of snobbery as Florence looked down at him, but she obliged him and they entered together.

Once inside the eyes were all on them. The Manager walked over immediately but had to wait while Flo chatted with the swishy coat check boy. Though gay, he seemed unable to control his flirting with her, but she knew it was just for fun. She took off her cap and shook down her long brown hair. The coat boy took the hat and she didn't want her claim ticket. "How does my lipstick look Billy?" she asked him seductively. "You need a touch of gloss Lady Flo." he retorted with a grin. Reaching under her left breast, she pulled out a tube of sheer pink lip gloss and unscrewed the cap. Realizing that she was ignoring her hire, she turned his way as she applied it.
 
he watches as she applies her lip gloss. "Flo, if I didn't know any better, I'd think you want to sleep with me." He looks her up and down, his cock coming to life in his pants.

"I'm going to fuck her." he says to himself in his head as he approaches this living goddess.

"well Flo, lead the way."
 
"Sleep... oh my God that sounds great. I guess I'll sleep when I'm dead Henry." She spoke with a low growl and wished she could have worn her sunglasses inside. "Jerome! How are you darling?!" Florence greeted the elderly casino manager with Euro fashion cheek kisses. "This is my friend Henry and he's packin'." The manager beamed at Henry as a cute waitress appeared with Flo's usual drink. "Oh thanks Michelle. And this is Henry. Set 'im up proper."

The manager took Flo's cue and made sure that Michelle understood that whatever Henry ordered would be on the house. But he couldn't help but be distracted as Flo undid the two bottom buttons of her jacket. What Henry had thought was a lace bra was actually a teddy-top. Together with the ultra short black tap-pants and the over-the-knee boots, she looked like a dom for hire yet her class and beauty said otherwise.

The manager asked Henry what he'd like to drink as they walked over to the main black jack table. The waitress took his order with a nod as the dealer presented an open box of fine cigars. "You on a break Tito?" Florence asked as she pulled a slender panetella from the box. She could almost hear neck bones snapping as she bent over and leaned her elbows on the table while Tito lit her flavored cigar. "Now that you're here I'm sure business is about to pick up. Its good to see you again my charming flower."
 
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"a straight Vodka Please" Henry blushed as he ordered his drink. Michelle seemed to be flirting with him more than as if he was just another customer.

"when you are done with Flo, come to the massage therapist room, I'll be waiting" she whispered in his ear before disappearing to get him a vodka

he declined a cigar, not in the mood to smoke as he decided to have a little fun playing blackjack. "Flo, would you care to make a wager?" Henry asked while watching her, then out of nowhere he felt her hand rubbing his thigh under the table.
 
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