We got ready and T was wearing a sweater she had bought with her mom that was sexy, and showed off her chest, she had on leggings and a pair of black ...eather boots that went up to her knees, and had a nice spiked heel. It was winter and she looked great. We went to the restaurant and had a light dinner, and then to a local bar that had a band playing. She had wanted to go see them and they were very good. the singer I think made T hot and she was turned on. T was dancing and some of girls were. "She's really flaunting what she's got," an old man muttered. He was intently staring at the scantily-clad woman as Ray kneeled next to him, stocking canned goods on a lower shelf. He smiled down at the young black. "If I was still your age, I'd see if she was any good."Ray grinned back. "I can't think about our customers that way." Sure, you can. And do," the old man laughed. "I was always horny when I was young. I thought about pussy all the time. You're probably no different."Ray didn't say. Were there indeed thousands of women out there that wanted to bed him? Did literally hundreds of them get wet thinking of being with him? “Those women out there want me because they don’t know me. They see me. They see the cars, the position, and the money. They want to sleep one night with me. They want me to get them pregnant. Not you.”“How do you know?”“Because you keep coming back. You do what you want.” He turned and looked at her as she stared up at him. “You would not come in. After an hour or so we got on an interstate, 4 lane divided. J was feeling horny as we passed trucks. She started by revealing her ample breasts just shy of the nipples. She rubbed her nipples under her top after she pulled the shirt down. They were very hard as she let out a little moan. We were coming up to a truck and I passed it in the left lane, slowing next to it. It was a man in his 50’s and he didn’t look down. I beeped a short beep and he looked down to see J’s tits partially exposed.