Trying to surprise Clyde the Cabby, and me!
-Trying to surprise Clyde the Cabby, and me!
Saturday afternoon
---After eating and teasing Clyde some more, he continued up the Lake Shore. Dollie had to pee so buttoned her clothes when Clyde stopped at a marina restroom. The skirt was nearly butt cheek high and flapping open at least half way up as the breezes caught it. The blouse nipple low. Dollie looked sexy and attracted more than a dozen older men boaters nearby.
---- I don’t know what was said but she returned with two old geezers, like 70’s or more, wearing captain hats and nautical type clothing. They climbed into the cab with Dollie between them and we were sort of introduced. Dollie asked Clyde the Cabby to drive around in the large marina parking lot. Clyde also took other roads to smaller lots where people fished off small piers.
------Apparently those two old sailor types had mentioned looking at and feeling Dollie’s body parts. They had her tiny top and tiny short wrap around skirt completely unbuttoned and unwrapped. Told ya it was handy! Both old guys were sucking titties, fondling, and soon taking turns dipping fingers in Dollie’s wet used pussy. I’d bet they were getting some mothers milk too. Clyde was having trouble driving in a straight line, or even around curves! He parked and we watched. I'd always told Dollie she'd make a good hooker. These old geezers looked like paying customers.
--- Maybe in 30 minutes Dollie said we’d better take you guys back before you have a heart attach. From the time they got in the cab until they left they must have fooled around an hour. Clyde drove them back where they’d gotten in the cab. Clyde told the two old guys that someone has to pay for the cab fare. Each handed Clyde a wad of money, thanked us all, and got out.
---Clyde offered to give us half the money. Have no idea how much it was. I told him Dollie is not a prostitute. We do not take money for having fun. He told us that at least it will cover the next few hours fare. As he started to drive away, several more of those old boaters waved and came up to the cab. None ran. They could barely walk! They wanted to go for a ride too. Dolle told them only two can go with us. I don’t remember if there were three or four standing there that time.
---Same thing. For old guys they sure had her clothes off fast. One would suck a tittie and play with it as the other fingered her. Several times they swapped. Clyde had parked in a fishing area and we were enjoying the show again. Clyde was timing these two. He said your fare is up men and started driving back. I don’t remember money being mentioned. Both handed Clyde some money. Before getting out of the cab they tried to coax Dollie and I into going for a boat ride with them. Yachts the guys called them. Yea big boats! We refused and told Clyde to get out of there, as a few more old geezers headed our way.
---Clyde told us he had enough money to drive half way thru Wisconsin and back now but was running out of hours. He said he works 5AM till 5PM. Clyde explained they have two ways of charging. By the mile and by the minute. We were on the clock by the hour. He said he could take us back to the office to transfer to another cab or even have a driver meet us someplace. I told Clyde to just use his own judgment about time and take us back to our RV before he has to quit. We must have rode around with Dollie naked another two hours, me fondling, fingerfucking, and slow fucking. Sometimes Clyde parked and watched, especially the fingerfucking and fucking.
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---Other than stopping someplace out of town to eat, and Dollie’s pee breaks, we’d been in that cab from 10AM until nearly 5PM when we were taken back to the cab office. Clyde had called another driver to take us back to the State Park and our RV. But things happen.
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