Gayle O'Dell

When John finally got the call to work for the car dealer, he was not really looking forward to it. He had worked really hard to build up his business but, as it turned out, he just could not make it work and he found himself going bankrupt and even lost his high performance convertible. He needed to eat and he needed to take care of his wife and this, for now, was the only option. Although John was an extraordinary salesman when it involved business, he had a real hard time relating to the moms, the pops and the morons who came into the dealership to kick new car tires and was not shy in telling most of them to fuck off. What he could do though was relate to women and, unlike most other car salesman, he always treated women with respect and gave them the information they needed without talking down to them. Whatever he was doing with women, it was successful. Within the first week he had sold 7 cars and they were all women customers. And to John, he would have gladly delivered his hot rod up their twats if they wanted. Given the failure of his business and the condition of their finances, he and his wife were not getting along. In fact, he figured that the unsupportive bitch would leave him soon.

The days rolled into weeks and in the second month of his car sales career, a young lady came in specifically to see him. She had been referred by a happy client and would only deal with John. They sat in John's cubicle discussing what she needed and what might best suit her desires. He was professional and typically direct although he could not help but notice that this woman had what looked like the smallest tits he had ever seen on a woman of her age. Within an hour, she had bought a little sports car and after all the paperwork was done, she asked him if he could deliver it to her cottage on Sunday. Since he did not have anything else to do except fight with his bitch of a wife, he agreed.

On Sunday morning, he dropped by the dealership to pick up her car and, with directions in hand, he started out on the two hour drive and arrived at the remote cottage at about noon. Although he had never really asked, he figured that she was married and maybe even had a couple of young children. She was, after all, thirty-six years old according to her driver's license and she was definitely doing well. He knocked on the door and waited for an answer but no one replied. After waiting a few minutes he walked around the cottage and found himself overlooking a white sandy beach. There was not another cottage around. It seemed completely desolate almost like a deserted island. "Shit," he thought aloud, "you could have a real good time here!" The cottage, as she called it, was a large fully equipped home with a two car garage attached and the grounds were well manicured leading him to the assumption that she had to be married to some rich guy.

His eyes scanned the twenty feet of grass and the sandy beach but could not see anyone. He knocked on the back door and again got no answer. "Fuck," he muttered in his typical impatience. "What is this woman playing at?" He walked down closer to the lake and saw a fully enclosed boat house. "Maybe they are in there," he said as if talking to a person next to him. He walked down and stepped inside the open door. "Hello," he called out. "Is anyone here?" Her head appeared on the other side of the 30-foot cruiser and with a wide smile replied, "Hi John! I see you found the place okay!"

"No problem!" was his curt reply. His eyes bulged, as did his dick when she walked around to his side of the boat wearing the tiniest bikini he had ever seen. Her tits were even smaller than he thought but they were tits and she looked great. She was relaxed and even in almost nothing, continued to be confident as she walked with him to take possession of her new car. After she had completely inspected it and John went over the mechanical details of her new vehicle, she invited him in for some lunch. Since John had arranged to call a "driver" to pick him up when he was finished, he was not in a hurry so agreed readily. If for no other reason than to continue to admire her tiny figure. As they entered the building, John asked if her family was here as well and the comment brought a laugh. "No, I'm alone!" she responded. "I was married for a year then threw the fool out!" Over the next hour, John learned that it was she that had all the money as the only offspring of a wealthy family. She was neither married nor was she seeing anyone and John gave her his background although she could tell that he was not proud of losing his business or going broke. What she did notice, however, was that even though he now knew that she had a lot of money, he did not change his demeanor or ask her for help. She found herself respecting him and finding his value for his integrity and honesty charming. She also found herself being attracted to him and could feel her pussy lips swelling almost imperceptibly. As they spoke, John's cell phone rang.

"Hello!" he answered knowing that it was that miserable bitch that was wonderful when he was rich and successful but quickly changed when he was poor. "Well, I don't know what I can tell you! Obviously you have no desire to try to see this through or support me as I regain my financial strength so, I think it is probably a good idea. It would have been nice if you had had the courage to speak with me face-to-face though! Let me know who your attorney is and I will have Heward contact him and work out the details." After a pause he went on to say, "I'm sorry the marriage has come to this but I will respect your decision." He disconnected the phone and stood quietly for a few seconds. She could see that he was shaken by the call and given what she had heard knew his marriage was over.

"I'm sorry! Are you okay?" she asked with a sensitivity that astonished him.

"It was expected," he replied matter-of-factly. "It was a few months in the making I guess! Anyway, I guess we are done here, so if you don't mind me hanging about for a couple of hours, I will call my driver to have him pick me up."

She did not answer immediately but when she did, he was surprised at what she had to say. "Look, you obviously don't have to rush back now so, unless you really want to maybe you would like to spend the day here! It is a beautiful day and it would be a shame to waste it."

With his wife gone and his vows destroyed, he agreed quickly. Looking at her carefully and choosing his words he said softly, "Gayle O'Dell, you are quite a woman!" She laughed and asked if he would like to go boating. She was adept at handling the craft and before long, he found himself with this tiny creature in the middle of the private lake where she shut down the engines and dropped the anchor. They talked for a while during which John had a terrible time restraining himself from ripping off her tiny bikini so he could get a good look at her sweet little body. As it turned out, he did not have to. "I love the sun on my body," she announced, "would you mind if I took off by bathing suit?"

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by DCS O'Malley

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