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Beth walked around to the front of the Mustang and eyed Kim with contempt. “What in the world are you wearing?” Beth reached over and pulled the poster board sign aside to reveal Kim in her skimpy bikini.
Kim was ashamed and embarrassed. She crossed her gorgeous legs and tried to move the sign back in front of her body. “Just a swimsuit... It's hot out here.” Kim couldn't bring herself to look Beth in the eye.
“What a little slut!” Beth was furious. “And what are you gawking at, jerk off?” Beth looked over her shoulder at Chad.
Chad suppressed a smile. “Nothing Sexamus.” He used his pet name for Beth. His use of the pet name had the opposite effect from what he intended.
“Shut up you idiot...and don't stand there gaping like a clown! Get to our apartment and be quick about it!” Beth pointed across the parking lot. “And I'd better not see you leering out of the window!”
Chad shuffled away. Beth watched him go and felt the blood rushing to her head. Turning towards Kim, Beth unleashed her fury. “You stupid little slut! How dare you stand out here with that ridiculously skimpy bathing suit! Who do you think you are? If you want to be a hooker then head to the whorehouse, slut!” Beth placed her hands on her hips. “Didn't our little meeting this morning teach you anything? Chad is mine. Hands off!”
Kim was embarrassed. “I don't want Chad, Beth. I'm already with someone. I just need to earn a little money and a carwash sounded like a good idea.”
Beth looked at the sign. “Ten bucks, huh?”
Beth laughed. Reaching into her purse she took out a ten-dollar bill. “Here you go cocksucker. The Mustang needs a good wash. Get busy!”
Kim wanted to slap Beth across the face. You're the cocksucker, bitch! However, she knew Officer Falls would be back in less than two hours. Ten dollars was ten dollars. She laid the sign on the grass and picked up the hose.
Beth watched the little slut spraying down the Mustang. “You missed a spot.” Beth pointed to the rear fender.
Once again, Kim repressed her anger and sprayed the indicated area. She tossed the hose onto the ground and picked up the sponge and bucket. She began to wash the hood.
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Oh, lord. Please help me! Sam clutched his heart and tried to control his breathing. He watched Kimmy bend over the Mustang and scrub the hood. Lord, god. Look at that ass! I'd like to stick the high-hard-one up that poop shoot right now! Sam massaged his aching cock through his workpants. My old truck sure is filthy. I think it could do with a good washin'... Sam checked his wallet and found a ten-dollar bill crumpled in the back along with a snort of cocaine. Mmmmm... two for one... I done forgot about this shit! Sam shoved the coke up his nostril and sniffed loudly. Oh, my my...Oh, hell yes. Gripping the ten-dollar bill, Sam made his way to the truck.
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Kim had finished with the hood and was now bent over washing the driver's side door of the Mustang. Beth looked at Kim's ass with hatred growing in her stomach. “Hurry up, bitch! I haven't got all day!” Beth slapped Kim's ass full-force. “Well...well. It looks like you've already had your spanking today...” Beth's eyes roamed over Kim's bruised backside.
“Don't do that!” Kim dropped the sponge and stood upright with her hands covering her ass. “You paid for a carwash...that's what I'm trying to do!”
“Well, get busy. You're wasting my time!” Beth shot a glance over her shoulder at Chad's apartment window. She saw the blinds moving. That little pervert! “Hurry up, bitch!” Beth was pissed.
Kim continued to wash the Mustang. Beth's eyes ranged over Kim's sexy form. She took in the girl's sexy stomach and admired her muscle formation as Kim bent forward to wash the bottom of the car door. Her eyes roamed across Kim's bare legs and feet and came to rest on her protruding tits. What a little whore...
Kim picked up the hose and sprayed the soap off of the car. “There you are! Thanks for your business!” Kim forced a smile.
“Whatever, bitch.” Beth stepped into the Mustang and drove across the parking lot.
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Kim picked up the carwash sign and sat down on the curb. The hot pavement burned her bare backside. She watched a silver Corvette pull into the parking lot. The car stopped beside Kim. The tinted window was lowered and a handsome businessman peered out. “Ten dollars for a wash?” The man asked.
“Yes. Ten dollars for a shiny car!” Kim tried to smile. She saw the business man's eyes taking in her sexy form.
“Sold!” The Corvette pulled into the parking space. The handsome businessman stepped out of the car and handed Kim a fresh ten-dollar bill. He took a cell phone out of his jacket pocket and punched a button. “Hi, sweetie. I'll be home in a short...just getting the Vet washed.” His eyes roamed over Kim's figure.
“So? How old are you, sweetheart?” The man smiled politely.
“Nineteen,” Kim answered shortly. She continued to wash the car but was aware of the man's looks.
“Having some hard times lately?” The man asked.
Kim wanted to say yes. She was having hard times, but this guy wouldn't understand. “No, just making a little extra cash.” Kim smiled at the man. She noticed how well he was dressed and felt a warm sensation. I'd like to see more of him... Kim was ashamed of herself. Jeff is good to me. I shouldn't even consider such a thing... besides; he's obviously married.
She finished washing the Corvette and walked over to the man. Holding her hands across her breasts, she attempted to cover her womanly charms. “Thanks, mister.”
He admired the sexy teenager again. He took a business card from his pocket and handed it to Kim. “Here you go. Give me a call if you ever need any legal help.”
Kim looked at the card. ‘FRANK SMITH, ATTORNEY AT LAW'
“Thanks, Mr. Smith.” Kim tried to force a smile.
“Good luck with the carwash business!” The Corvette sped away.
Kim turned the card over in her hand. Looking up, she noticed several residents of her apartment complex had come out onto their balconies. They were all men. Kim blushed.
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After another forty-five minutes, Kim had washed enough cars to be at eighty dollars profit. One more car and that's it! Kim saw an old rusty Ford pickup pull slowly into the lot.
The old truck sputtered to a stop in the parking space. Kim was shocked to see Sam step out of the truck.
“Hello there, Missy. I think she could do with a good washin'” Sam motioned at the truck.
“Okay... it'll be ten dollars.” Kim hoped Sam didn't have any cash. She was frightened of the old pervert.
“Sure. Here ya' go, sweetie. Now clean it up real good for ole' Sam” He smiled lecherously.
Kim took the money and picked up the hose. She began to spray down the truck.
Sam sat down on the curb and watched Kim. His dick was hard and he wanted to grab the young teenager and have his way with her. She sure has attracted a crowd. Sam could see the various men standing on their balconies watching the pretty girl in her skimpy bikini. To bad for you people. I'm the one that'll be enjoying this piece of ass. Sam grabbed his hard dick and continued to watch the youngster work.
After several minutes, Kim threw down the hose and turned to Sam. “There you are. It's all clean. Thanks for your business!” Kim wanted to appear cheerful even though her heart was racing. She remembered the brutal assault by Sam the previous night. She just wanted him to go away. Her bottom lip quivered...
Sam stood up and slowly walked towards Kim.
She could feel her heart pounding as she watched the ugly bald man approach.
Sam's beady eyes shot up and down Kim's sexy body. Walking up close, Sam looked Kim straight in her pretty eyes. “You and me are gonna' go upstairs.”
“Wh...why?” Kim wanted to run away.
“Cause' that's what Officer Falls wants...” Sam was inches from the frightened youngster's face.
“Ms Falls wants me to go with you?” Kim was terrified.
“Yep. That's right and you don't want me giving no bad report to Officer Falls, do ya'?” Sam grinned.
“No...No, sir. Okay... I'll go...” Kim was crying.
Sam grabbed the sexy teenager's arm and pulled her towards the curb. He stopped and picked up the jar full of money. “Looks like you've done pretty good today?” Sam turned to the weeping girl.
“Yes...I've done okay, I guess.” Kim was sick to her stomach.
Sam placed the palm of his hand on Kim's bare back and guided her to the stairs. “Come on, sweetie.” Sam's mouth twitched involuntarily. He shoved the ninety dollars into his pants pocket.
Pushing Kim up the stairs, Sam admired her tight ass, which was just barely covered by the tight thong bikini. “Let's go, sweetie. Unlock the door.” Sam knew his obsession was out of control but he didn't care. All he thought about was Kim...
He watched her open the door and pushed her inside. “That's a good girl...” Sam helped the weeping teenager into the living room and sat down on the couch. He loosened his trousers and felt his dick getting harder.
“Now, little Kimmy... why don't you get Uncle Sam something to drink?” Sam's eyes roamed across the bikini-clad girl.
Kim walked towards the kitchen. Sam's eyes were riveted on her firm ass, which swayed seductively as she walked.
“Wh.. what to you want to drink?” Kim watched Sam leering from the couch.
“Got any brewsky?” Sam asked.
“All I have with alcohol is a wine cooler... cherry flavored.” Kim opened the fridge and looked inside. She could feel Sam's eyes burning into her backside. She was starting to get worried about his intentions...
Sam watched Kim lean forward and peer into the refrigerator. What an ass! He massaged his swelling member and let his eyes fall down the back of Kim's legs and down to her bare feet. “Well... that'll have to do. Bring it to me little missy.” Sam watched as Kim walked back into the living room. He could see her hard nipples standing at attention through the skimpy bikini top.
“Turn on some music.” Sam pointed at the stereo after taking the wine cooler from Kim's trembling hand.
Kim walked over to the stereo and turned on the power. A country song was playing.
“Find something faster missy!” Sam commanded. “Some old time rock-n-roll would do just fine.”
Kim turned the dial to the oldies station. She hated this type of music... Honky Tonk Woman blared out of the speakers.
“Well don't just stand there girl! Dance for your Uncle Sam.” He snapped his fingers along with the music.
Kim blushed furiously. She knew how she looked in the hated bikini. All her feminine charms were on full display. Her eyes were locked on the carpet as she began to dance for Sam. She swayed her hips slowly and moved her feet...
Sam watched the girl standing with her arms crossed over her chest and moving her hips slightly. He smiled at her blushing face. “Come on girlie! Dance like you mean it! Get those arms up and shake that pretty little butt!”
Kim complied reluctantly. Holding her hands above her head she began to dance in tune with the fast music. She could feel her tits bouncing obscenely. She couldn't bring herself to look up from the ground.
“Turn around and little Uncle Sam see that tight ass baby.” Sam unfastened his trousers and reached inside his underwear.
Kim turned around and was aware of her bouncing buttocks and how they must look from Sam's vantage point. She felt a hot tear on her cheek.
“Now go ahead and untie that top girlie.” Sam was stroking his erect organ.
Kim slowly reached behind her back and pulled the string to loosen her top. She continued to shake her hips in tune with the song. The top fell away from her shoulders but Kim held it in place with her trembling hands.
“Turn around sweetmeat.” Sam was breathing heavily. He watched the girl turn to face him. “Go on and let the top fall baby.” Sam was in heaven. He watched the teenager's jiggling breasts come into view. He could feel precum start on his penis.
Now, wearing only her bottoms, Kim continued the obscene dance. She was revolted to see Sam stroking his stiff erection.
“You know what's next baby. Get them bottoms down... nice and slow.” Sam's eyes were locked on the girl's most intimate area.
With shaking hands, Kim pushed her fingers into the waistband and slowly lowered her bikini bottoms.
Sam watched the girl's neatly trimmed bush come into view. Just how I like it...
Kim stepped out of her bottoms and now danced before Sam completely naked. Tears streamed down her pretty face.
Suddenly, Sam stood up and walked over to Kim and stood behind her. He grabbed Kim's waist and began to guide her swaying hips with his hands. His erect penis brushed against the girl's naked ass. His hands left her hips and cupped her firm breasts. Kim's hands flew to her face and she attempted to push Sam's hands away with her arms. Sam only squeezed her tits harder, massaging her erect nipples with his probing fingers.
The song on the radio ended and a new one began... It's my Party and I'll Cry if I want to.
Sam grabbed Kim by the arm and pulled her over to the couch. The weeping girl tried to cover her nudity with her hands and arms. Sam sat down on the couch and guided Kim in front of him. He looked up at the pretty girl's face and pulled her arms away from her body. Looking down, Sam's eyes roamed across the naked girl and came to rest on her adorable little bush. He placed a callused finger on her pussy lips and probed inside.
“I don't think you're very wet yet, girlie. Why don't you sit down next to Uncle Sam and show him how you play with yourself?” Sam pulled the girl onto the couch. “Now go ahead and spread them sexy legs and play with that cute little puss.”
Kim sat on the couch with her eyes closed tightly. She felt Sam put his arm around her shoulder and grab onto an exposed nipple. He squeezed hard. Kim flinched in pain.
“Get them fingers working little missy!” Sam commanded.
Having no choice in the matter, Kim complied. With a shaking hand she reached down and placed a finger inside herself and began to masturbate. Sam leaned closer and placed his mouth over a hard nipple. Biting gently, he rubbed the girl's smooth leg. “There ya' go sweetie. Just keep on touching yourself. I want to hear some sloppy sounds comin' from down there pretty quick.”
Kim continued to masturbate as Sam watched. Although she wasn't at all turned on, her probing finger started the juices flowing. Slowly she began to get moist...
Sam listened and watched, as the teenager became wet. Hot damn! He stood up and lowered his trousers and briefs. His erect cock sprang into view. Grabbing the girl's ankles he pushed her onto her back with her legs behind her head. He held his cock head against her wet opening. “Open your eyes, sweetie. Look at Uncle Sam.” He watched the girl open her tearstained eyes.
“Now get ready, honey. Here it...COMES!” Sam thrust full force into the girl's moist opening. He let his cock go all the way inside until his balls bounced against the girl's ass. He withdrew slowly and pushed forward again. Oh boy...oh my!
Sam continued to slowly thrust in and out of the girl's warm pussy. He didn't want to cum to fast. He looked down at the pretty teenager's frowning face. “Doesn't that feel good, honey?”
It didn't feel good. Kim was sick to her stomach. She felt the maintenance man's cock pumping in and out of her. She wanted to throw up. Her pretty toes curled in discomfort.
Sam increased the rhythm of his thrusting. He was close to orgasm. Not yet, bitch. Sam pulled out completely. “Roll over little missy...show me that cute ass.” Sam helped the weeping girl onto her stomach and fell on top of her. His dick found the way to her warm opening again. Nope. Don't want to get the tramp pregnant. He eased his cock upwards until he found the opening to the girl's rectum. Don't make no babies in here. Sam pushed his erection into Kim's ass. It was so tight. Pulling back slowly, he suddenly rammed back into the tight spot. He was beyond the point of return. He pumped the crying teenager's ass violently. His balls slammed against her private area. The feel of her pubic hair on his sack only made Sam hornier.
Sam pushed Kim's face into the couch cushion and ejaculated into her rectum. He let every drop go. Panting, he fell across the girl's back and rested his head in her hair.
“I'm sorry, sweetie. It's just that you're so pretty. I had to do it.” Sam breathed heavily into Kim's ear.
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After what seemed like an eternity, Kim felt Sam stand up. She continued to lay face down on the couch. She was afraid to move. She could hear Sam pulling up his pants and fastening his belt.
Sam reached in his pocket. “Here you go, girl. I picked up your money from the parking lot before we came up here. I didn't want it to get stolen.” Sam tossed the ninety bucks onto the coffee table. He heard the girl whimper.
“I really am sorry. It's just that you're so sexy. Hell! You should take it as a compliment that I can't keep my hands off you.” Sam ran a hand through his greasy hair. Taking a last look at the sobbing teenager, he closed the door behind himself.
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Kim didn't move for at least ten minutes. She was afraid the door would open again and Sam would somehow reappear. Eventually, Kim got to her knees and held her hands across her nude body. Standing slowly, Kim walked towards the bathroom. She would take another shower... the second one in a day.
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Margaret Falls turned into the parking lot. She saw the car wash supplies laying in the yard. That bitch had better have my money! Margaret shut of the car and stepped outside. Looking up at Kim's apartment, Margaret sighed and shook her head.
TO BE CONTINUED
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