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Taylor swift had never been one to suffer from a heart ache. She broke heart, she walked away, she moved on.
But after the end of her 5 year relationship and engagement she had decided once and for all, her patience for a real relationship was running out. She wasn't say, she wasn't crying after Joe Alwyn had left her "cold heart" , no.
Taylor Swift was horny.
There simply was one thing her fingers couldn't take care of and no matter how often she could call an escort to fuck or get fucked by that meant ordering them and most of all waiting and if Taylor swift was not one thing it was patient.
So she decided to take matters inti her own hands. Sending her assistant to get them she ordered boxes of sex toys. Vibrators, cuffs, dildos, straps, all she could want and need and decided to do... self-experiments.
She had just finished one of them when a knock on the door stopped her, a frustrated groan falling from her lips as she pulled the 7 inch vibrator out of her, licking it clean quickly before stashing it in her drawer.
She made sure to adjust her suit again, a pair of striped fark blue slacks with a matching blazer, the top she wore underneath barely covering more than a bra with its lacy fabric. She slipped back into her pointed high heels, before getting to her feet.
She always made a point of opening her own door if the person on the other side hadn't introduced themselves and she had found the intimidation it brought forth in people hilarious.
In the door stood her assistant, Rue , one of her hardest workers that always hurried to fulfill their bosses every need and had earned themselves more than one bonus for crawling under Taylors desk themself to eat her out when she had needed relief.
"Taylor, I have your new driver with me, he wanted to introduce himself personally." They said winking at Taylor before stepping aside revealing the gorgeous men behind them and fuck he was wink worthy to a tea.
The man in front of her was tall as fuck with brought shoulders, a cleanly barbered beard and piercing green eyes, starring into Taylors soul.
He was younger, a lot younger, the singer knew that , but she also knew this was exactly the kind of man she needed to get rid of the annoying and ever occurring ache between her legs. and god how nicely he was wrapped.
He was in one of the uniforms she had designated for her Chauffeurs , a pair of black fitted slacks, a white black dress shirt he had decided to leave one for the first two buttons and a black fitted jacket. Besides that he wore a drivers hat and a single golden round earring that sparkled almost as bright as his smile.
He had a boyish smile showing his age , showing his energy and it was working for her. Oh and how it was working.
"ma'am, i-I'm so honored to meet you, I'm Travis, Travis Kelce and I'm your new driver" he introduced himself stumbling over his words and blushing as he did so , his eyes skimming over her chest accidentally, his cheeks tinting a light pink as he did so.
A smirk ran over Taylors face as she observed the so called new driver his cheeks flaming red by now, blushing like crazy as his new too hot too handle boss approached him, her long legs only accentuated by her high heels.
"Taylor Swift"
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Just a week later Travis had started getting used to the idea of driving around this beautiful woman, watching her in gorgeous dresses, hot business suits and little jumpsuits with the most out of his mind driving neck lines.
God she was so beautiful and whenever he drove her around he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to be the person she was being driven to instead of the one driving her.
Today she seemed a bit different tho ad he frowned as he watched his boss squirm in her seat, clasping her legs over one another over and over, shifting in her seat .
Because what he didn't know was that she had this morning tested her last toy, a pair of crotchless panties. They had a tiny pocket in them to hold a bullet vibrator that was now pressed up against her sensitive clit and for some reason the remote seemed not to work.
"are you okay miss swift?" he asked looking into the rearview mirror, his eyes meeting hers as she shifted just a bit more, trying to either get the vibrator either off of her clit or onto it to finally find release, because no matter what she did, it just didn't seem to push her over the edge.
"have you signed the nda yet" she huffed twisting some more, her shirt light blue dress riding up her thighs the more she wiggled in her seat , her heels digging into the carpeted floor of the limousine he was driving today.
"yes ma'am, first thing I did in the job" he nodded , his face facing the road but his eyes watching his boss in the mirror, frowning softly at the problems she seemed to be having in the backseat.
Taylor huffed pushing up the little separation just enough to hide herself but not enough so Travis couldn't see her in the back seat as she spread her legs wife.
"my vibrator isn't in place" she answered, revealing her dripping pussy to the rearview , moaning quietly as she trailed her hand down into her panties, fishing the little bullet out o the little pocket in her panties, before slowly inserting it into herself while holding eye contact to Travis ad god it did just what she wanted it to do.
The vibrations ran through her core making her legs shake softly as another moan fell from her lips, her knees bucking under the pleasure.
With a another throw back of her head Taylor came moaning loudly as her legs shook, her chest heaving as she tried her best to calm down, legs still twitching as she pulled out the bullet vibrator, holding the dripping device up and presenting it to him.
"see, no matter the size, I needs the right technique" she smirked before leaning forward as they held at another streetlight . she held the vibrator to his lips, her eyes staring into his as she spoke again.
"clean up pretty boy"
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