Jan 132019
 

My car had been playing up recently. A rattling sound had appeared under the bonnet and it was starting to get louder and so before anything dropped off I decided to take it in to get fixed. I dropped it off early so that I could be back for my first appointment at 9am. The Citroen dealership talked me in to having it serviced with discounted full valet inside and out too and that it would be ready for pick up by 6pm that day.

Off I went leaving my car behind to have the full works. My day went by and at 5.50pm I had one of my subs drop me at the garage. It was dark and raining so I paid the invoice and scurried off. As I looked over my shoulder I saw the mechanic pulling down the roller shutters so they could close the garage. But no sooner had I gotten a quarter of a mile down the road I could hear the same old rattling sound. It wasn’t worth turning back to the garage as that had just closed so I drove home directly. By the time I returned home the rain had stopped. As I climbed out of my car I glanced at the foot well. I couldn’t believe it, there was mud and leaves there. I was fuming.

The following morning I rang the garage and asked to speak to the manager and complain about the lack of customer service. Not only was my car still dirty inside and out but it hadn’t been fixed either. I was quick to bring to the managers attention that I renewed my car every year at that particular garage. I also purchased top of the range and this could be the very thing that could see me take my business else where. With that he told me that He personally would drive over straight away. He would leave the courtesy car with me and take my car back to have all the work and valet done. As well as refund what I had paid the night before.

Fifteen minutes later there was a knock at my door. It was the Citroen service manager. I invited him in. He was very apologetic and promised he would have my car delivered back to me by 5pm but as he chatted I noticed he kept looking at my shoes. I turned to the mirror and could see him staring down at the seams on my stockings.

“What are you looking at” I demanded to know. “Oh, your shinny shoes Madame” he replied to my amazement. “I beg your pardon” I started. “And your seams….ahh” he carried on. “Stop right there” I barked. “Maybe you need to got on your hands and knees and lick my shoes to compensate for my unclean car” I said as I pointed at the floor.

The manager sheepishly got down on to the floor and began to lick my heels. As he eagerly licked my away I told him that he should wear some stockings as he seemed so interested in looking at mine earlier. “Yes” he mumbled, “Anything to make you happy madame”. I pulled some stockings out from a draw and handed them to him. “There, put them on!”.

While he dressed himself I slipped on my strap-on harness. When I turned to face him his jaw dropped. “You still want my custom don’t you?” I asked him. To that he replied “Yes indeed Madame” as he dropped to his knees in order to orally receive my cock. He sucked long and hard, grovelling as he did so. He was getting hard himself and began to touch himself. I leaned forward and slapped his hands away. “Don’t touch” I barked at him.

“I’m going to make you very sorry for your mistake” I told him. To which he replied “I will do anything to make amends Madame”. I ordered him on all fours and knelt close behind him. “Oh Madame, what are you going to do?” he asked nervously. To which I replied “I’m going to fuck you in the ass so you know never to mess me about again”.

I slipped my cock in to his hole and began to thrust and grind. He gripped the rug and yelped. My hands gripped on to his hips as I banged my cock in to him. He threw his head back and began to moan. “Yes Madame, I deserve it” he kept repeating. I reached round to feel his cock which was wet and hard. He was grinding back on my cock now so I began to jerk him off. “I’m a dirty kinky f*cker madame and I deserve it” he said again “Fuck me hard Madame”. I thrust my cock so hard I thought I throw him in to next week. My hand jerked faster and when I told him I was going to feed him his cum he suddenly came and spurted his load.

A very embarrassed manager left shortly afterwards to carry out the work that should have been done in the first place.

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