"James, I would like you to meet Alice". I looked in the direction that Gillian was pointing to see a rather nice pair of legs leading up to a pleated skirt that was not quite short enough to expose those places that red blooded males liked to see when ladies bend over. It did expose the fact that Alice was wearing neither stockings nor tights and that her bottom was nicely rounded under the pleats. The rest of Alice seemed to be buried at the back of the filing cabinet drawer. The nicely rounded bottom sort of jiggled to indicate that the introduction had been heard, accepted and that a more suitable response would be made directly. I thought the interim response was very acceptable particularly as the jiggle had made the hem of the pleated skirt sway like a net curtain in a gentle breeze, unfortunately not sufficient sway to disclose any further information as to what might be available under the pleated skirt. "How, exactly, are we spelling 'meet'? I asked Gillian. There was a snort from the filing cabinet. Alice stood up, turned around, drew herself up to her full 5'2" maybe 5'3", raised the heels of her very prim and proper court shoes and thrust her nicely rounded bottom back against the cabinet drawer which slid, silently and obediently, closed. Alice's pleated skirt was not overly short after all just 3” or so above the knee. The matriarch of the typing pool, a woman of a certain age, wore her skirts a good 3” shorter and high heels to boot! In all good bodice rippers Alice's blouse would have been straining at the buttons and tucked in to reveal a slender waist. In reality it fitted perfectly, loosely tucked into the waist of her skirt it hid all detail of the size of her waist except that she was not fat. If there could be one criticism it might be that the top button done up on her blouse might be just a tiny, weeny bit too low but not enough to be tarty. Alice had a delicious mouth with a very naughty smile playing across her lips, the kind of mouth that one instinctively wanted to feel around the head of one's cock. She wore no lipstick, indeed no make-up at all it seemed. Her hair was a sort of mousy brown that looked as if she had been rushed at and missed. It was the eyes that spoilt the whole 'innocent little me' effect, especially when coupled with the naughty smile on her lips. The combination didn't so much as say 'let's go to bed' as 'fuck going all the way to bed, lean me up against that wall!' “I think,” she said after looking down at the floor for a second or to as if in contemplation, “that is a question I should be allowed to answer.” I looked at Gillian, “What do you think”? “I think that that is a very reasonable request”. “I agree”. “Alice, do you think that you could supply an answer immediately or should we discuss it over lunch?” “What time is lunch?” Alice asked of Gillian. “Well you were here at eight o'clock so you could go at twelve if you wish”. “And what time would we need to be back?” Quickly I interjected. “It is a very complex issue, it should not be rushed, I think.” “True, and God, Roger that is, is 'off sick' because the cricket is on TV so he needn't be concerned. Back by two?” she asked me. “I'll do my best, I promise”. I replied, looking at Alice who was almost laughing at our antics, I said, “I have to do some running around this morning, I'll be outside at 12:15, Gillian will point out my wheels when I arrive”. “Have I just been pulled?”, she asked Gillian. “I rather think you have.” “Oh! Goody! I'd best get my coat and be ready, 12:15 it is”. I saw Alice standing opposite Gillian's window as I swung into the driveway then saw Gillian indicate that this was the vehicle she was waiting for. I pulled up, leant over to open the door and waved to Gillian. Alice clambered in. I really must put running boards on this I thought but she did look very fetching. “Uh!” she grunted as she finally settled in the seat. “Gillian said I would love your wheels! I was expecting a sleek, European super skate at least not this...”. “Belt up!”. “I beg your pardon” “Seat belt”, I said with a laugh. “Oh! Yes, sorry”. “Have you ever been in a European super skate. Ever tried to get romantic in one much less tried to get downright dirty in one?” “No, but I've seen the little white knickers of the girls in the passenger seat when they overtook us when we were out on the motorbike. I always thought that looks nice, and sexy. And I've seen the guy sliding his hand up the girls inner thigh when we've been overtaking them and thought 'lucky girl' but no, I've never been in one.” “OK, try this for size. Super skates have damn great transmission tunnels right down the middle so all the guy can do is stroke the girls thigh. The foot-well is so small that it is virtually impossible for the girl to get her little white knickers off and if she is daft enough to wear tights there is no way he is going to get anywhere near her pussy. What with the transmission tunnel being in the way AND the steering wheel being so close to the driver a girl couldn't get her head anywhere near his lap never mind giving her guy a blow job when he is driving or even parked up somewhere quiet. Quite simply a guy in a super skate might pull the bird but that is all he gets unless he has a pad somewhere close”. “Now take this little baby. There is plenty of room to move about. With the large foot-well a girl could take off her tight jeans, tights and knickers with no trouble and if she wanted a hand her man could easily help. There is a middle seat so the guy is not restricted to stroking her thigh but can easily get at her pussy and finger fuck her without any problem. There is plenty of room between the steering wheel and the driver, ample for a girl to go down on a guy and give him a really good blow job or wank him off while driving or parked up”. “When parked up he can kneel between your legs and eat pussy, finger fuck you and even, if you slide forward on the seat, get his cock inside you! If he sits on your seat you can ride him cowgirl and reverse cowgirl!” “If a girl gets in the back seat she can be entertained by a couple of guys very comfortably or a guy can be entertained by a couple of girls just as easily. Put the back seats down and you have a bed, you can fuck like rabbits regardless of the weather. There is one other major advantage - you are nice and high up so the only people that will see into the cab are lorry drivers. If a girl was inclined she could give the lorry drivers a special treat in all sorts of ways as she is driven passed their vehicles. Lorry drivers have a very hard life into which a little sunshine should be introduced whenever possible”. “I sold my super skate within three months of buying it! “That is a very impressive list of benefits, I think they should be thoroughly tested out before I buy into the concept. Can you overtake that lorry?” “There's a bit of dual carriageway about a mile up the road!” I watched as she pressed her feet against the foot-well wall, lifted her bum, reached up under her skirt and started to pull her knickers down. She put them on the seat between us and started to raise the hem of her skirt but it didn't expose her pussy at all. She fiddled with the side zip, lifted her bum and slid her skirt over her knees and off, lifting it up with her foot she folded it neatly and put it with her knickers. The lorry was getting closer. I reached over, ran my fingers up the inside of her parted legs and onto her pussy. It was wonderfully smooth, and, as I eased the lips apart I found that it was very wet, I dipped my finger into her and was rewarded by a long sigh of pleasure. She had closed her eyes and opened her legs wide. “Do you think he will enjoy the view?” she asked. “Put your seat back a little, slide forward and when we are level with the back of his lorry, put your toes on the top of the dash, open your legs wide and stroke your cunt for him”. Alice was magical! I drew level with his cab and tooted my horn, she opened her legs, held her pussy lips wide with one hand and finger fucked herself with the other, breathing heavy and squirting over the seat. I put the window down so he had a good view and we kept our cabs side by side until the dual carriage way ended when I pulled ahead quickly. The driver sounded his air horns with one long, loud appreciative blast and flashed his lights. I flashed my indicators and we accelerated away. “Good?” I asked. “Oh, I needed that! Fantastic, two guys watching me cum and both very willing to fuck me senseless. Gillian was right! I love your wheels but more research is needed!” I pulled well ahead of the lorry, as I didn't want to be interudelyupted and turned into a little side road. The road got narrower and after about half a mile it changed into a rough track, I pulled off the road at a five bar gate. Alice lay across the seats and unzipped my trousers, I lifted my butt and she worked them down to my knees then eased my rapidly stiffening cock out of my boxers. “Test two!” she said and took my purple head into her mouth, right the way down to the root. Then up, and down using her hand, her lips, her tongue. Continually varying the stroke, rhythm and the technique. This girl had had a lot of practice and really knew how to a man head. Each time I came close she paused, looked up at me and smiled. “Oh! I do love sucking cock! You ARE going to spunk in my mouth aren’t you?” “I promise, the full load! Just as soon as you let me!” She just chuckled and went down on me again, this time with more urgency, a feverish sucking and wanking, hand and mouth working on my cock together. I could feel it building. She could feel it building and kept going. I put my hands on her head but moved them with her, up and down. It was coming, right up from deep down in my boots, it built until it was nearly painful. A tightening of my balls, a pain deep down then into my cock and the express train of spunk was pounding towards her mouth. I held her head still and thrust my cock up, deep into her mouth and shook, shuddered twisted, groaned and finally screamed with utter exhaustion. I could feel my spunk pumping into her mouth and she was milking me for every last drop. Eventually I stopped twitching and just sorta collapsed in a heap. Alice eased my cock from her mouth and slowly sat up and opened her mouth showing me my spunk. A little dribbled from the corner and she picked it up with her finger and offered it to me. I opened my mouth to lick her finger but at the last moment she whipped it away and licked it herself. “No chance that's all mine!” she mumbled indistinctly. “Do you spit or swallow?” I asked. She swallowed with a contented smile, “I always swallow”, she said. I kissed her long and deep my tongue probing inside her mouth. I let her up for air. “I haven't had a blow job like that for a very long time”, I said. “Huh!”, she said, “I haven't had a cock in my mouth since two days after I got married!” I felt there was a story there but it could wait. Now it was my turn. “Test three”, I said as I opened the drivers door and holding up my trousers hobbled around to her side. I opened the door. “Turn around with your legs this way and lie back”. She did and I parted her legs and lowered my head towards her pussy. “Now it's my turn! I said as I started just above her knee and worked my mouth slowly up the inside of her thigh. She was smooth, she was wet and she was very vocal. My tongue touched her clit and she came and squirted then she moaned a little and pushed up towards me. I parted her pussy lips and buried my tongue as deep as I could, sucking and licking and nibbling and kissing and biting. And she came, she squirted over and over she held my head tight to her cunt and fucked my face and I felt good. When she begged me to stop I ignored her and intensified my efforts and pushed her over the edge again and again until she was as limp as a rag doll, exhausted and sobbing with pleasure. I rested for a few seconds then with a final flick of my tongue on her clitty, which made her jerk and twitch again, I stood up. “Did you like that?” She nodded, soundlessly and rolled over like a baby snuggling up to a security blanket presenting me with a wonderful view of her beautiful bum, her dark rose and swollen pussy. I just couldn't help myself. I ran my tongue slowly down her crack, rimmed her pretty dark rose and kissed her pussy. Alice just moaned and wriggled and sighed. “Just gimme five to recover, please.” I pulled my trousers up and just stood there looking at her. A beauty. After a few minutes she struggled into the sitting position and I held her tight. “Can I fuck you now?”, I asked. “Fuck me? On the first date? What kind of girl do you think I am?” she asked with mock seriousness. “Yes! Sorry! How rude of me! When can we have a second date?” “What time can we finish tonight?”