Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. I do not make money from these stories. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work.


Los Angeles, California
Blinding lights pushed ahead going from left and right across the street, visible as bright spots through the dark of night in West Los Angeles traffic. David had found himself on another night shift, cruising around town in his gold van awaiting any fares that would be calling in. On a shift like this, he was always reminded of how nervous and uneasy he felt working nights. Though nothing out of the blue had happened to him before, he liked to remind himself 'the freaks come out at night' and he had to always keep his guard up. At least when it came to working at the Silver Screen Express company, he could recall a handful of memories that had been made in the dark of nights.
Tonight would be one of the final moments David had with his precious gold van. For four years, he had treasured it as more than a work place or vehicle. Back home he had a diary of events had had unfolded within the back of his van, all at the price of spending several evenings cleaning out cum stains from the back seat. A list of famous women; actresses, singers and models who had been his passengers over time. Such events were enough to make him consider his luck in employment to the company. There was always a price when working with upper class socialites and David felt he had truly hit more than one jack pot. It was depressing to know his van would soon be replaced by a newer model, all at the cost of the company pushing out a new fleet of service vans to replace the old.
Security features were a high point for the new vans. David was not happy to know that a camera would be placed in the back of his cab at all times to monitor activity with the passengers. The company executives claimed it was for making the passengers feel comfortable after a string of reports and bad publicity involving a robbery where a Silver Screen Express van was used as a getaway vehicle. The result was an internal investigation and questions raised of other illegal conduct involving drivers. David was forced to hold his breath, given his history of erotic adventures that took place within the back of his cab. Luckily, he had not been reported for sexual misconduct, but it was only one lucky break so far. He knew that such chances came with a price tag and he would need to be more careful from here on out.
Next week he would have his new van and this old one he currently sat in would hit retirement, likely in a junk yard. David couldn't help but feel a bit depressed knowing he would lose something that had brought him such great joy for the past four years between working. Before tonight's shift, he had sat down with his diary back home to reminisce over some of those old, fun times. Reliving those moments in his mind was enough to put him in a naughty mood. Maybe he could get lucky again, just one last time. David sighed to himself while twitching his toes between his blue flip flops down at the floorboard. His hands rotated around the steering wheel as he made a sharp turn to peel into another street behind a motorcycle up front. Once again, he thought to himself about how he had to expect something out of the blue when working nights.
So far into the night, David had yet to pick up a single fare. It was a Friday night and traffic had proven to be that of a typical weekend start in L.A. At least for now, he didn't worry about it as he continued to drive behind the motorcycle. The license plate shined, nearly blinding him in it's reflection. Another reason David hated having to work at night. At his age, the lights would blind him and almost drag within his vision. As much as it bothered him, he couldn't do anything about it as he had a pay check to earn. So far the night had been all quiet, as he clocked in around 7 PM and had been driving around by himself for the past two hours. The radio dispatch was beginning to pick up and become active with requests across town, though nothing in the vicinity of where he had been cruising along. Perhaps that would change with the dispatch going off, calling for a driver.
"Calling for a van in Brentwood. Do I have anybody close to there?"
It was a young woman's voice on the other end of the line. David had not been too familiar with the dispatchers who worked nights. Grabbing the walkie-talkie from the console, he smashed the button and replied.
"David here, I'm riding around there."
"We've got a woman asking for a pickup around the Casa Granada apartments. Can you get there?"
"Yeah, I'm on it."
"Alright, look for a woman with blonde hair. She says she's wearing a black shirt and stretch pants."
"Did she pay before calling?"
"No."
The dispatcher hung up as David placed the walkie-talkie back onto the console. Casa Granada was a residency of upper class apartments in Brentwood. Though he knew the area quite well, it was rare for him to drive there at night. David took a turn in the street and began to slow down. Lucky for him the street lights above radiated in their glow, allowing him to glance over at the sidewalks as he began to drive past a few parked cars outside the apartments. Hopefully he would not have to do a full drive around the apartment buildings, as David now realized he didn't have instructions for where to look. As he pulled up near the curb, he spotted his future passenger. A short blonde haired woman wearing grey stretch pants and low cut black blouse over her chest.
Her blonde hair was slightly shorter than he expected, going down to her shoulders but David was more focused on the smile she had flashing her perfect white teeth, complimenting her gorgeous brown eyes. The woman waved at him and then David couldn't help but smile and wave back at her, as if playing along with a joke. It was refreshing to see someone with such enthusiasm as he pulled up and switched gears momentarily. Something told him at this moment that he would be having someone who at least was chatty. Coming to a halt, he moved his left arm to push the button on his door console and lower the front door passenger window. The woman approached the window, gripping it and ducking her head in to greet David with a smile.
"Hi! You're my driver tonight, right?"
David smirked back at her and shook his head.
"Nah, I'm just some guy driving a gold van around. Nice night for a walk huh?"
She laughed at him, whether it was the comeback or the goofy grin he gave back at her.
"Sure, but it's too dark and my apartment is too far, so I think I'll get in for a ride with you instead."
He watched her from the rear view mirror above, just to witness the left side back door of his van come sliding open and the woman to enter. Above from the roof of the van were lights activated so the passenger would not be forced to ride in the dark. David spoke up as he noticed her white pair of sneakers stepping down over the black floorboard below.
"What's your name, babe?"
"Brie..."
Uttering a single word, she slid the door shut and then situated herself sitting down on the left side seat in the back. David continued to watch her from his rear view mirror hanging above.
"Hi Brie, you can call me David. Is this your first time riding in a Silver Screen Express van?"
"No, you're at least my third different driver this month."
"Well alright, I think you know the initial fee for this ride is going to be five hundred dollars, right?."
She glanced around the cab while replying.
"Ummmm, yeah..."
David noticed that she didn't bring a purse with her, but he assumed she may have had money in her pockets. Whatever the case, it didn't matter to him. Judging by her beauty alone, he was already willing to accept a different kind of payment from her. Switching gears, he began to pull the van out and back into the dark streets beneath the light poles. From where Brie was sitting in the back seat, David had a great view of her heavy cleavage on full display from the short blouse. He smiled to himself, focusing on the road ahead and gripping the steering wheel as he began to drive and prepared to strike up a conversation.
"So Brie, where am I taking you tonight?"
"Back home. I've got an apartment in Santa Monica, down at Sea Castle. You know that place?"
"Yeah, you're not the only passenger I've had this month I needed to drop off there."
Brie began to giggle from the back seat, leaning up a bit.
"I guess you like to pick up people from around the beaches, huh? Short distance driving?"
"Sometimes. It depends on where I'm at, I guess."
Turning left through the residential streets, David calculated in his mind how long this drive would take. It all depended on the traffic through the night, but he was certain to get her at least into Santa Monica in a short amount of time. What truly mattered to him was having the time to play his game of seduction and something about Brie told him that she would be easy to get naked in the back of his van. If there was the chance for one last bit of fun in this old van, tonight could be it. In front of his line of sight was a dark car, the license plate outlined and nearly blinded him along with a set of LED lights in the back. Despite this distraction, David carried on talking.
"So what do you do with yourself besides look pretty, babe? I'm sure you're more interesting than me, cause all I do is drive a van around town."
Brie began laughing at him. When David glanced up into the rear view mirror, he noticed her slightly puzzled expression on her face. He turned lanes, moving into a new street where thankfully no traffic was ahead.
"Really? All you do is drive a van?"
"Yeah, isn't that what I'm doing right now? But I usually don't work nights, so chances are slim I pick up hot blonde broads like you."
"Ohhhh, you think I'm a hot broad huh?"
Leaning up in the seat, Brie got up to take a closer look at him from beyond the plastic panel attached to the front seats. David couldn't help but smirk as he continued to drive.
"Checking me out, babe?"
She bit down on her lower lip, quirking her eyebrows up in a goofy expression before placing her buttocks back down over the black leather seats. Brie now sat in the middle.
"Yeah, I take it you're old enough to have a wife and kids back home."
"Oh no, I'm not married babe."
"Okay then, ex-wife!"
"Nope! I've never been married before and don't plan on getting hitched any time soon. I guess you could call me a swinger."
"You? A swinger!?"
David chuckled at her reaction.
"Yeah, something like that!"
Brie laughed again, leaning forward from the back seat now as he continued to drive. David was considering when he wanted to take a detour route with her, but more than anything, he was eager to learn more about this buxom woman. While occasionally glancing up into his rear view mirror, David glared at her cleavage. Guessing when was the appropriate time to offer her a little detail to flash him. She didn't tell him why she was leaving an apartment, so all he could guess was that she needed a ride back home after visiting a friend. Maybe that was the cause of her calling for a ride, or perhaps not. Before he could speak another question, Brie began speaking.
"You know, you like to talk a lot. My last driver was very quiet and barely said anything."
"Is that a problem, babe?"
"No! It's just... I'm not used to someone like you talking with me and you're quite a flirt too, I've gotta say that."
David laughed at her, turning the steering wheel in his hands to move into another dark street and suddenly having to slam on breaks with a young man dashing across the street. David slammed his palm down over the horn and yelled.
"Oh shit, you dumbass!"
He growled while cursing and then taking a deep breath while feeling his heart rate begin racing. Brie had leaned up, glancing forward as if to see why he had to force the brakes so suddenly.
"Sorry about that. Gotta watch out for idiots when driving at night."
Brie leaned back over the seat, sighing in relief now as she began to speak again. The van carried on moving down the road once more.
"I didn't tell you who I really am, did I?"
"Apart from the fact you're name is Brie and you're a cute blonde girl, no."
She smirked from the back seat, almost as if she knew his eyes would be glancing up at the rear view mirror to give her a look. David watched her quirk those eyebrows up again and give a smug expression across her pink lips.
"Well, actually I'm an actress. Maybe you've heard of me."
"An actress, huh? Really?"
"Yes!"
Nodding her head, she continued to smirk from the back seat. Placing her hands down onto the seats, she leaned up, dangling her feet below while speaking.
"Have you seen Captain Marvel?"
"No, what's that?"
Her face became puzzled before she let out a surprised laugh. David continued to drive, but caught her expression when he glanced up into the rear view mirror.
"Really, you haven't seen it? I'm also in the Avengers. You know, the Marvel films franchise?"
"I don't even know what that is, babe!"
She bust up laughing at his response, then quickly replying.
"Really!? You can't be serious! Tell me you're joking!"
"I'm assuming you're talking about those comic book movies or something since you said you're an actress, but no. I'm too damn old to know what any of that is."
"Too damn old, huh?"
David chuckled to himself hearing her repeat that line back at him. There was something about this girl he found to be funny.
"Yeah! I'm too damn old for movies these days. But I ain't old enough to stop myself from trying to talk a little dirty with a woman like you."
Brie whistled at him and then leaned back in her seat. She crossed her legs and carried a smug grin on her face. It was clear to him that she knew he was gazing up to get a better look at her, but she didn't tell him to quit with his flirting. By now, the van had crossed into Santa Monica but David was already considering a secondary route, if only she would carry on with his game.
"It's a shame you don't know who I am. I'm Brie Larson, I'm quite famous right now."
"Brie Larson? That's your full name, babe?"
"Yes! Does it ring a bell for you?"
"Sorry, but no..."
He made another turn in the road, now having to slow down as a red light hung above at a four way. David carried on speaking as he moved his foot over the brake pedal.
"I wish I could say I knew of you, but I don't. I've had more than a handful of famous passengers over the years though, if you wanna believe that."
"Ohhhh really? Well, it's a pity then cause I didn't bring any money on me to pay for this ride."
Surprised by her response, David thought to himself. If she didn't have the money, maybe it was time for him to offer something. The traffic light flashed green and he continued driving, adjusting his hands over the steering wheel as he spoke back to her. He had been thinking of asking her for a flash, but not now. Maybe it was better to just come right out and tell her what he truly desired. That was a chance he was prepared to take, regardless if his words offended her.
"Don't have money, babe? That's alright... I accept blowjobs instead of cash."
"You what!?"
She sat up in her seat, taken by complete shock at his words. David couldn't stop himself from smirking up in the driver's seat of the van. He carried on.
"I'll tell you again, I accept blowjobs instead of cash. How's that for an exchange?"
The expression on her face changed as she appeared to be in thought of his words. David expected Brie to at least become offended and tell him off, but that didn't seem to be the case here. She ran her hand through her hair and then finally replied.
"I've been paying for these rides by signing autographs and giving selfies. Usually the driver knows who I am and I sign whatever they want or snap some pictures with them. You could make a lot of money putting up my autograph on Ebay."
"Autographs, are you shitting me?"
David let out a sigh. For some reason it almost enraged him deep down to think of this woman with her kind of money getting free rides, all from signing autographs to other drivers. Despite how much it disturbed him, he knew better than to say anything. Telling her how he truly felt about such matters, would simply ruin his chances of getting her naked in the back of his van. David began to slow down, only so he could make a sharp turn through the road and head up a different path.
"I take it you don't want an autograph. You really are gonna ask me for a blowjob, is that right?"
The tone in her voice had changed, as she now appeared to be offended. When he glanced back up into the rear view mirror, David knew he had struck a nerve with the expression she now wore on her face. He didn't want to let off, knowing that tonight was likely to be his last opportunity to have some fun in this van and Brie was yet another famous woman he could add to the list within his diary entries. David figured he would try to laugh this off, hoping she wouldn't continue to grow offended.
"You know, a blowjob from you would be great... but if that's too much for you, how about if I ask you to flash me your tits?"
She let out a chuckle, but not in a dismissive tone.
"Now you want me to flash you?"
Now with a chance to lighten up her mood, David let out a laugh before replying.
"Yeah, sure! I mean, why not? I don't think a little flash is too much. They look pretty good in that little shirt you're wearing. I should've told you that earlier!"
Thankfully, Brie began laughing at his remark. She leaned over the seat, almost as if to tease him with a good view of her cleavage tucked within the shirt.
"I've gotta say, you're the most perverted Silver Screen driver I've ever had. The other men I've met, they don't dare talk to me like you do. You're quite the dirty old perv, you know that?"
"I'll take that as a compliment, babe. I'm old and have a dirty mind and guess what? I'm fucking proud of it. No shame from me!"
Once again Brie bust up laughing from the back of his van. David was thankful he was able to smooth talk away from her getting angry and now he seemed to have her right where he preferred. From the back of the van, Brie began pulling her blouse down. She leaned forward, offering a smirk as she pulled the blouse back with both hands and then revealed her cleavage encased in a bra. The straps were visible with her shirt pulled back. She shook her tits, biting down on her lower lip to tease him.
"Damn, that's nice. If you don't mind me saying it, you're quite stacked."
"Ohhhh, thank you. So does this pay for the ride?"
Eyes fixated on the road, David thought to himself for a moment before he answered her back.
"Not quite. That pays the initial fee charge."
She let out a sigh and then shook her head. Brie pushed her hands down into the cushion of the seat, leaning back up.
"Okay, I guess you really want that blowjob, huh? I don't wanna play a guessing game with you, so just tell me now if you want me to suck you off as a way to pay for the ride."
"Is that your way of saying you'll do it?"
When David glanced back up into the rear view mirror, she had a small grin across her lips Her big brown eyes gazed directly up at the rear view mirror and he caught a glimpse of her right eye winking. Brie then sat back and finally replied, all with a nod of her head.
"Yeah, sure... I mean what can I say? You're a dirty old man. Might as well make your night since you've managed to make me laugh."
"You've certainly made my night, let me tell you that!"
Once again, he got to hear her laugh while he navigated the dark streets. David thought to himself how he truly couldn't know what to expect when working nights. When he got home tonight, he would have to look up her name online and learn more about her, but for now he was ready to enjoy himself with Brie Larson. From where he had driven through the streets, he knew there was an abandoned gas station nearby. He made another turn through the streets and then spoke up to her.r"
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