I had broken up with Tanya about 6 months previously. She had an amazing body and was a great fuck, but her mood swings and craziness finally drove me away. I had started dating Carrie, soon after. She was good looking and much easier to get along with than Tanya, although she didn't have that excitement I got from Tanya, the EX factor.
A few months after Carrie and I moved in together, I got an unexpected call from Tanya.
"Hey," she said, "I want to ask you a favor and I know you don't owe me anything, but I thought I'd ask."
"Ok," I said, "What is it?"
"I got a job in a club dancing, but I don't have transportation. I was wondering if you could lend me your car for a few nights a week until I save enough for a deposit and get my own ride."
"Ok," I said, "I don't need my car at night, but you'd have to drop it back when you're done, and fill it up with gas so it's ready for me to go to work in the morning."
"Of course I will," Tanya gushed, "This is really sweet of you Jim! You're such a good guy. I promise I'll take care of it for you."
I knew I shouldn't ask, but I couldn't help being curious. "What kind of club are you working in?"
"I'm stripping," Tanya said, "I never thought I'd do this, but the money is just too good. A guy I know at work suggested it, so I auditioned and they hired me on the spot. I think I can make great money, and as soon as I save enough for a deposit I won't need to borrow your car anymore. Thanks so much Jim, I really appreciate you. Can I come by later tonight and pick it up?"
"Okay," I said, "I'll leave the keys under the mat by the kitchen door."
I told Carrie I was lending Tanya my car to get to work for a few weeks, but I didn't mention the type of work she was doing.
Next morning when I got in my car, I could smell Tanya's perfume. Not just her perfume, but the scent of her body. It brought back feelings I didn't expect. I found myself imagining her stripping as I drove to work. Tanya has a great body with big, full breasts and a slim waist. I imagined her stripping for the guys in a club. Tanya was a complete exhibitionist and I knew the job would turn her on. I wondered if the scent in my car was her arousal after she got off work. I bet dancing made her wet and I wondered if she had been masturbating in my car on the way home.
Every morning when I got in the car, Tanya's hot scent was there. It was like she had been fucking in my car. Pretty soon I was thinking about Tanya a lot Having sex with Carrie, I'd close my eyes and imagine Tanya giving lap dances and rubbing her pussy against a stiff cock. The images in my head made me cum extra hard, but it wasn't Carrie who was turning me on. I felt guilty, but I couldn't help myself.
One day as I was driving home, Tanya called me.
"I was wondering if you could meet me for coffee on your way home," she said, "I have something for you, just a little gift. I wanted to give it to you myself."
"Ok," I said, trying to sound indifferent. "I don't have much time, but I can meet for a half hour."
"That's all I need," she said, "I'll see you at the Loving Cup at 5.30, ok? I'll be outside."
