So, the life of a cab driver in a small city is obviously, quite boring. I live in a city of 75,000 people, and the majority of people have their own cars. Except of course, the less lucky of the population, who rely on cabs to get around. There ARE the occasional customer who is responsible enough to take a cab (if they're drunk, or expect to be sometime that night). This is a story of such a person.
It was a Thursday night, in the middle of Summer. Our Summers are very hot and humid, so one of the "benefits" of such a crappy job is the eye-candy (since most women love showing themselves off by wearing less clothing). Our company policy is to stay in the downtown area, and wait for calls (or pick up people who flag us down). Sadly, with the number of cabs waiting around, and the fact that it was the middle of the month (and less money floating around), I was getting prepared for a long and boring night.
As the calls were slowly dispatched, I noticed that I was almost "up" and I would soon be sent on my next run, which I hoped would be somewhat interesting. I had seen my share of beautiful women walking past my car all night long, and being so nice out, I had a nice variety of tank-tops, sexy feet in flip flops, and short-shorts to look at. So much so, that I was now extremely horny, and had found myself occasionally stroking my cock when nobody was around.
At around 7:00, my call came over the radio, and I was being sent to pick up a fare from a house, about fifteen minutes away. Well, at least I was getting out of the downtown area, and doing SOMETHING! As I got to the address, I stopped my car, put it in park, and honked the horn. As I waited patiently, I noticed that the car in the driveway had a baby-seat in it. Well, at least somebody might be close to my age at least (I was 23 years old). I consider myself of average looks, with a nice, stocky, muscular build, and a mustache and goatee. Not that I'm a player or anything, but I do get my share of women to sleep with (not that there's much sleeping going on).
After several minutes, the door opened. My jaw dropped as my next customer stepped out of her house. She was about 5 1/2 feet tall, long curly brown hair, tanned, and although not skinny, wasn't fat either. I would say average. Her breasts were bigger than average though, and highlighted by the fact that she was wearing a spaghetti strap tank top, and shorts that barely held her ass cheeks in place. She had on wedge type sandals, with cloth straps that went half-way up her calves. Since I'm a "foot man" my attention was immediately drawn to her feet, which were immaculately pedicured. I have always said that you can tell how well a woman (or man for that matter) looks after themselves, by the condition of their feet. Hers were well taken care of, with beautiful high arches, and nice, proportionately lengthened toes, painted with a nice red color, that matched her long fingernails.
As she got into the passenger side of the car, I was please that she took the option to sit next to me in the front seat. Although not a requirement, it's up to the driver if they let their passenger sit next to them. I was obviously NOT going to say no, if she had asked. When she got in, she smiled at me.
"Hi, how's your night going?" she asked.
"Much better now, how is yours going?" I responded, with a slight smile.
"Fine. I just need to get out of this house for fucks sake, it's so fucking hot in there. My girlfriend promised me a few cold beers if I go over and help her get over her boyfriend, so here I am!"
I noticed that she was already a little tipsy. "I need to go to 69 Main Street please." she said with a slight sigh.
I acknowledged her, and gently backed out of the driveway. I turned the meter on, knowing that this ride would take no more than about 7 minutes. I had to act fast!
"What happened to your girlfriend and her boyfriend?" I asked as we started our trip.
She responded "Oh, they just broke up. She's a whore anyway, so it's all her fault!" and laughed.
I smiled back, and she smiled at me at the same time. She had a beautiful smile, and every once in a while, as my eyes were on the road, I thought I caught her looking in my direction. I was hoping she was looking at the bulge growing in my shorts, and might want to take care of what was happening down there. The air conditioning in the car worked great, and her nipples were protruding through the thin material of her top nicely. It helped that she wasn't wearing a bra too though.
Randomly, she said "I'm lucky I dumped my jerk-off husband a few years ago. It's such a pain in the ass being held down, especially in the Summer!" Was she giving me an "in"?
"Are you happy being single then?" I asked.
"Definitely. It's a lot more FUN!" saying it with the emphasis on "fun"
Before I knew it, we were at the address of her friend. We're allowed to give out cards with out name on it, so that people can request us. So, as she was getting her cash ready, I gave her my card, and told her to ask for me if she ever needed a ride again. She handed me my fare, with a nice tip, and said she would ask for me next time. As she was getting out, she somehow managed to bend forward, and by doing so, exposed her right breast, so much so that I got a glimpse of her nipple. Ample length is a good word for the size it. I swear she caught me looking, and gave me a slight smile when I looked at her face. I smiled at her, and as she went into the house, I thought that at least I have some good masturbation material for later on.
The rest of the evening went without incident. Around 10:00, I received a "request call" from a customer called "Joanne" and the address was 69 Main Street! My cock immediately started to swell, especially since I had never expected to see my goddess again. I drove as fast as I could back to the house, and when I got there, "Joanne" was waiting outside. She was a little more tipsy that she was before.
