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Annie’s mind is racing faster then she can handle. She really isn’t sure what she is doing anymore. She knew she needed money and needed it quick, but had no idea what all that would entail. When she first posted the ad, it was totally spontaneous, she never imagined she would even get a response from it, let alone be in the position she finds herself now. Heart is beating faster, she can feel it pounding through her chest like a sledge hammer. Sweat is beading on her forehead yet it’s not that hot out. She sits there, car parked, knowing that she needs to make the call, has no choice but to follow through. Hands are shaking, palms are damp, and in between her legs all she feels is the moistness building on her already soaked panties.
Annie contemplates this one last time before hitting send on her phone. She looks around the lot, trying to see if she sees any activity that suggests she should leave; nothing, no movement, no traffic, nothing more then a bunch of parked cars in the lot. She takes a big breath in and hits “SEND”. Phone up to her ear, she waits for the ring; it seems as if it is taking 5 minutes for the call to connect. A single ring, and “Hello” is all she hears, she barely mutters out, “I’m here and waiting.” The voice on the other end says, “Great, see you in a few minutes,” And ends the call as quickly as it began.
Just a couple of days ago she sat at her PC, reviewing all the postings before, reading them, studying them, curious to who answers these and if anything would come from hers. Just a simple ad, nothing too revealing, “Sweet scent of a woman,” she has several fetishes and really thought there was no harm in trying to provide a service to fulfill others’ fetishes as well. When the first email came, she thought it had to be a joke, but he was real and really interested. She was calm online, eased his nerves, calmed his fears, and before she knew it she had her first sale. The idea had heated her from the start, now she sits in her car, Ziploc bag in hand, panties getting wetter by the minute and her heart racing faster then if she had jumped out of a plane, just waiting for his arrival.
She had described the plan to him, but now that she sits waiting for this transaction to take place, her nerves have the best of her. Meeting a complete stranger that she has only talked to briefly online in a parking lot way too far away from home, she is feeling uneasy. She hasn’t ate all day, which is not helping her at all, she has the shakes even more so now. Anxiety is making her nauseous and she is trying to remain calm, but it just isn’t helping. The music on the radio is just irritating, she can’t find what she is looking for on the MP3 player and there is no one available to call on her phone to distract her, then again no one knew what she was up to, so they couldn’t help her if they wanted to.
Out of the corner of her eye she spots a fast moving black vehicle, as soon as she turns her head in its direction, it is pulled up beside her car. There in the front seat he sits with a smile as wide as the Grand Canyon, this has to be the buyer. She smiles back and he offers her a seat as he turns off his car per her instructions. She is relieved that he followed her requests. Clinching onto the Ziploc bag, she steps out of her car and swiftly moves into his passenger seat. Annie still can not believe she is there in a stranger’s car but the nervousness has now turned into excitement beyond her wildest dreams. She sits there on his leather seats, legs closed tight as he hands her the envelope. She apologizes for the delay and makes a remark that she hopes he is satisfied with his purchase. Like a minx she slides her skirt up, giving him full view of her panties, slides her thumbs in to the sides of the material gripping her hips and begins to slide them off of her. As she slides them down her legs, she can hear him gasp. She takes the panties and places them on top of the Ziploc bag and offers them to him for inspection. He is still smiling the biggest grin she has ever seen and he gladly takes the panties from her and places them to his nose and takes in a deep breath of her sweet scent. She watches amazed at his delight as he places them in the Ziploc bag, seals them up and thanks her kindly for this opportunity. She carefully slides up on a white cotton thong and remarks that she must not be caught driving without any panties on. Thanks him for his purchase and steps out of his car.
What seems like an hour was only a matter of 10 minutes, and she was on her way back to the rest of her routine. Still high from the experience of what she just did, she continued down the road, back to an area she was more familiar with. Once she could regain her composure, then she opened the plain white envelope he handed her and verified the amount inside soaking her fresh white thong at the sight. A sigh of relief escaped her, he was genuine and followed through exactly as she had asked.
Now she was on the hunt for more…
Who will be next?
