Quick blow job from a hot teen!

I go to a local fast food restuarant every once in a while. I don’t go often at least I didn’t until Erica started working there. I am in my 40’s and Erica appeared to be aroung 18 or 19, but she was always friendly and smiling and she seemed to always take extra good care of me when I came there.

Erica had long curly blonded hair and beautiful eyes. Her smile was big and she had very perky little tits and the black work pants hugged one of the cutest little asses I had seen in awhile. I was impressed with her as she was a hard worker and in younger people that doesn’t seem to be common anymore.

One night after work I went to the drive through and low and behold, there was Erica at the window. By this time we knew each others first name and she met me with her usual smile and bubbly personality. “Hi!” Erica said as she smiled.

“Hi Erica, how are you tonight?”

“I am tired, I’ve been here since about 8 am!” She said as she made a booboo type of face. “That sucks.” I said.

“I’m out of here in about a half hour.” Erica announced.

“That’s great, do you have plans?” I asked.

“No, just walking home and gonna chill.” Erica said.

I got my food and went to the parking lot and parked to eat. As I sat there, I began to fantasize about Erica as I ate and my cock swelled with the thoughts rushing through my head.

I sat there and I looked up and saw a tall slim figure walking down the sidewalk towards the parking lot and sure enough it was Erica. She came walking right towards me and since it was a warm summer night, I had my windows down. “Hi Erica.” I said as she got closer.

“Hi!” Erica said as she walked over to my vehicle. “Wow, you have a really nice truck.” She said.

Thanks, where are you going?” I said. “Just heading home, but I gotta walk. My car broke down.”

“Well, hop in, I’ll give you a ride.” I said as my cock throbbed.

“Ok, sure.” She said excitedly.

She got in to my truck and said, “Wow, this is really nice. I’ll bet you could camp in this thing.”

“Where do you live?” I asked. “I just live on Market Street, but let’s go for a ride!

“Ok, sounds good to me.” By this point my cock was about to burst through my pants, but I had no pre-concieved notion that a teenage girl would be interested sexual in someone my age. I was wrong!

We cruised and she turned up the stereo and she was dancing around in her seat and we crusied out in to the countryside.