The Irresistible Sales Clerk

"Are you really a virgin?" Richard asked still, fingering me that it felt like all my senses were about to be overloaded.

I nodded again and again, feeling like I was close to my release.

Then, he took my hand, placing it on his crotch. The heat and firmness against my palm made my face burn.

"Satisfy me today, and I'll buy the car."

At his words, I unzipped his pants right away. Instantly, a sizable length sprang free.

Subconsciously, I swallowed hard, wanting to have a taste of it so badly.

Richard pressed his hand on the back of my head, slowly guiding me forward. By now, desire had already clouded my thoughts. Before I even knew it, I had opened my mouth, and I began to suck with all I had.

Richard groaned with pleasure. The next moment, he pushed me back against the car seat and climbed right on top of me. I lifted my legs high, pressing my feet against the sunroof.

"You're buying this car, right? You promised me," I said, gazing at him with an earnest gaze.

He nodded, then thrust right into me.

…

After everything was over, Richard drove me back to the dealership. When the store manager, Wilson Hale, saw that I had returned, he assumed that I failed at closing a sale yet again.

Much to his surprise, I called out to him loudly, "Mr. Hale, please get me a sales contract."

Wilson stared at me in shock, exclaiming in disbelief, "That's a 100-thousand-dollar luxury car. Did you really manage to sell it?"

"Of course," I replied, tilting my chin upward slightly.

Richard stepped out of the car and walked up to Wilson. "I don't have 100 thousand dollars at-hand at the moment, so I'll put down a deposit first."

Once the deposit was paid, it basically meant that the deal was secured. Thus, Wilson brought out a contract for the deposit payment without any hesitation.

Richard paid without a second thought before hurrying off.

Wilson inspected the car briefly, and when he saw faint shoe prints on the sunroof at the passenger side, he instantly knew what that meant.

He looked at me with a hint of approval and said, "You've grown up."

I forced a smile, unsure if I should shout for joy or remain silent.

Ever since I understood how to use my body, my work performance skyrocketed. I quickly rose from the very bottom to become the top-performing salesperson at our dealership.

Word spread, and many customers came, wanting to purchase cars from me. Because I came into contact with an increasing number of customers, my desires grew.

Every day before bed, I would even wonder with anticipation what kind of a customer tomorrow would bring. After all, no two men were built the same. They differed in size and hardness. The way they tasted was also vastly different.

This lifestyle was absolutely intoxicating—getting paid while being able to indulge in men. Over time, my desires only grew, and I started craving fresher and more thrilling experiences.

One day, a young married couple in their late 20s came to check out some cars, arms linked and appearing to be deeply in love with one another. The husband, in particular, was quite the looker.

I hiked my skirt up briefly, exposing my upper thighs and showed off plenty of cleavage on top of that.

Then, I walked up to the couple and greeted them in a friendly tone, "Hello, there. What kind of a car are you looking for today?"

The husband couldn't take his eyes off my thighs, completely entranced. Next to him, his wife looked rather displeased as she attempted to pull him away.

"Let's go, Orlando. Let's check out a different dealership."

But of course I wasn't going to let this chance slip by. I quickly grabbed onto the wife, urging, "Please don't go. We're running some great promotions today."

As expected, she took the bait and asked to find out more about the promotions. I shot Wilson a look, signaling him to take the woman with him and explain the promotions available.

While she was distracted, I grabbed ahold of Orlando and pulled him into a car with me. After that, I closed the door and rolled up the windows.

Orlando became slightly concerned when he noticed that. "My wife is here. It'll be bad if she sees us."

Then, he pulled on the door handle, trying to leave.