"Texting with... Chu" pt. 1

Chu: Yo! Whats up, driver?

Chu:  It’s Chu:. Remember me? Hot. Busty. Asian. Ring any bells? I think we got pretty well acquainted if memory serves me right.

You: Oh, heya, sorry I haven’t texted you. Been busy with the whole chauffeuring thing.

Chu: Nah, it’s fine. But if the guilt’s really gnawing at you, I can think of a few ways to repay me.

You: Um, sure. Yeah. Heh.

Chu:  Say, I’ve been meaning to ask something, I mean, I basically already know the answer, but I figured I’d like to hear it from you all the same.

You: That being?

Chu: You fucked July yet or not?

Your throat seems to tense up from reading those words.

You: What the hell?! That’s more than a little personal, wouldn’t you say?

Chu: Like you haven’t thought about hitting that. Don’t start with that ‘client’ bullshit, the woman has gotta be the second finest pair of tits to ever ride in that limo of yours.

You: Second?

Chu: In my own totally unbiased ranking, she numbers just below me.

Chu: Not that the competition isn’t fierce. Like, holy shit, what I wouldn’t give for a faceful of those things. I’d just drown in them if I could.

You: You like girls?

Chu: I mean, I don’t see myself dating one. I generally stick to dudes. But if you’re asking whether I’d eat her out until my tongue went numb, the answer is fuck the hell yes.

You: That’s a bit optimistic, albeit incredibly hot. But I don’t know if July even likes women.

Chu: Hey, if straight guys can jerk off thinking about lesbians, I can jill thinking about straight girls.

You: Ya know what? That’s fair… I think.

Chu: Say, I was wondering something. Does that limo of yours double as a porn studio on wheels? Like you see in all those videos online?

You: I think you’ve been watching too many of those videos if that is your question.

Chu: Yeah yeah, I’m a horny bitch, I know. But I’m still gonna ask.

You: I have to keep a degree of confidentiality between me and my clientele. So I’m afraid I’m forced to keep my mouth shut. Plus, you don’t see much need in letting her know of all the other depraved acts those backseats are privy to.

Chu: Oh, that’s an admission of guilt if I’ve ever heard one. I mean, why even have a fancy car if you’re not gonna use it for car sex?

You: To drive around in?

Chu: Sweetie, when I purchase something, one of the main things I check is if I can use it for sex.

You: How often is the answer a yes?

Chu: A lot more than you’d think. If you’re willing to get a bit creative, that is.

You: Look, I can assure you, I’m just a chauffeur, not a porn star.

Chu: Idk, I think you could pull it off. You’re cute.

You: Um, thanks. I think?

Chu: Yeah, I could totally see you doing some pornos in your limo. The classy kinda porn with nice sets and everything.

Chu: Now THAT would make for a fun home video.

Chu: You ever feel like filming that sorta did, let me know. I mean, don’t pretty much all guys have a thing for Asian chicks?

You: Well… I don’t have a preference or anything. Not really a kink.

Chu: So as long as she’s hot, you’ll stick your dick in her, is that it?

You: That is not what I meant!

You: I just meant I don’t have a fetish for a certain race or anything! I’m attracted to women of all sorts.

Chu: Holy shit, you fluster so easily. It’s adorable.

You: Do you just enjoy teasing men?

Chu: No, I also enjoy teasing women.

You: You know what I mean.

Chu: Lol. Yeah, I get it. Though when you wind men up a bit, they tend to get more aggressive. And I fucking love that.

You: I’m not quite sure I follow.

Chu: How do I put this?

Chu: I’m not exactly interested in some fairy tale princess bullshit. I can appreciate wanting to be all chivalrous and stuff, but the only thing I like soft is my bed.

Chu: When I’m with a dude, I wanna be put in my fucking place. Fucked and used until my ass is red.

Chu: Ya know, the good shit. Not even a person anymore, just a bunch of holes.

Chu: No manners, no niceties, no regard for ‘feelings’ or any of that crap. I want to be fucked until my brain shuts down and I’m no better than a sex toy that you empty your load into.

Chu: Fuck, reminds me of these couple I met at a club. They had me behind a dumpster together. My ass was sore all night and I couldn’t walk straight for a week from her eating me out. It was great.

You: That’s a… lot to take in.

Chu: That’s what she said.

Chu: But I hope you don’t mind me bugging ya. I’m bored out of my mind at the office.

You: I thought you’d be drowning in paperwork, given what I saw.

Chu: Nah, I’m actually pretty efficient when it comes to that stuff.

Chu: The way I see it, the sooner I deal with the bureaucracy and the red tape, the sooner I get to have some me time.

You: Well, I’m glad I can be of some assistance. Whatever you need, just let me know.

Chu: I’ll hold you to that, stud.

A chill runs down your spine as you realize the veritable Pandora’s box you may have just opened.

Chu: Say, did you ever had an office gig?

You: Nope. I’ve been lucky enough to be able to have my dream job, even if I’m still working my way up.

Chu: Yeah, it can get pretty monotonous at times. It’s why the suits have their own pastimes.

You: I assumed it was just them mostly doing drugs.

Chu: Oh, for sure. It’s what most ‘missing’ funds go towards. But I meant something that carries less of a legal risk.

Chu: Care to guess?