He’s a good driver, but the ride is sometimes smooth, sometimes rough
Either way, I like it and he knows what I deserve
A good chauffeur has to be able to drive well. He needs to give you a smooth ride, wherever you want to go. And he needs to be discreet.
Mason was certainly a good driver and the soul of discretion. He’d been a driver for Porn on the Go Adult Movies, so he was used to driving a smoked glass limo around the city in broad daylight, while inside a couple of porn wannabes fucked in every position imaginable in front of a sweating cameraman who more often than not was wanking himself as he filmed one handed.
He ticked all those boxes when I interviewed him. Good driver, smooth rides, discreet.
“You won’t be driving porn stars any more, though,” I told him. “But I and my fellow passengers will still require total discretion and smoothness.”
“Whatever you say, ma’am.”
I think he liked the chauffeur’s uniform that came with the job of driving me and the guests on my chat show to and from the studio, and whichever one of the swanky hotels we had put them up in.
I was discreet as well. I enjoyed opportunistically fucking my celebrities, male and female, and then interviewing them on the TV show immediately afterwards. It gave me a sense of power over them.
And then when Mason drove me home afterwards, he’d pull into a layby and he’d fuck my ears off, imitating whichever position or kink he’d watched us get up to in his rear view mirror. Sometimes the rides were smooth, but usually they got a bit rough, which we both enjoyed.
“You’re a dirty little cow, aren’t you?” he’d say as he spread my legs and rammed his cock up my cunt. “Say it!”
“I’m a dirty little cow.”
“You may be a famous chat show host these days, but I know your dirty little secret, don’t I? Say it.”
“You know my dirty little secret, Mason.”
Then he’d cum in my face and he’d grab my hair and yank my head back.
“Now suck my balls and lick off that cum and all that pussy juice you covered them in.”
I’d do it and like it. After all, I’d promised to love, honor and obey.
We’d married years ago after he’d driven the stretch limo in my first hard core movie, before I became a proper serious actor, buried my past and fucked my way up the showbiz ladder to get my own chat show.
He likes the fact that I’m his hot wife, and I like it that he’s in control and can use me how he wants, especially after I’ve fucked some big celebrity.
But bless him, he’s never ever told anyone that we are married. My Mason is the soul of discretion.
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