This happened a couple weeks ago. I drive for Uber and I got a ride request from this guy in the afternoon. I didn’t recognize him by his pic or name, but I did when he got in my car.
For background, I’m not a big wrestling fan but I watched a lot when I was a kid with my dad. He wrestled before I was born but I still knew who he was. This guy is in his 60s and wrestled in WWE in the 80s and 90s. He’s also in the WWE hall of fame. So I’m not a super fan or anything but it was still surreal when I realized who he was.
I picked him up at a hotel and was dropping him off at a burger bar. I debated for a minute whether to say anything, because I figured there was a chance he didn’t feel like talking to a “fan”. I decided I’d quickly ask him if he was who I thought and then leave him alone if he seemed grumpy. He was very happy when he found out I recognized him though and we started chatting.
I asked him about his career and what he thought of the city, and he asked me about myself and my education. I told him I was worried he’d be annoyed that I recognized him, and he said he only would’ve been if I was some fat guy.
When we got to the restaurant, he asked if I could pick him up later and he’d pay me cash, instead of going through uber. I was caught off guard by the offer but I agreed, so we exchanged #s. I basically spent the whole time in between googling him and watching YouTube clips. I was feeling such a major adrenaline rush for being the personal driver of this old wrestler that most people my age have never heard of lol.
A few hours later he called me to pick him up and I did. He started asking about if I had a boyfriend and I told him I didn’t and he acted baffled and started insistently asking why not. He complimented my looks and how “sweet” I am and kept asking why I don’t have a boyfriend, to which I answered that I just wasn’t looking at the moment. He himself is divorced.
When we got to the hotel, he asked if he could buy me a drink in the bar. I saw where this was going and admittedly I loved the attention and felt like I was living a groupie type fantasy (on a much smaller scale obviously). I agreed to have a beer and nothing more since I’d still have to drive myself home.
We sat at the bar and he kept complimenting me, especially my butt. At one point he said only one girlfriend he had in college had a butt as nice as mine. We eventually made it back to his room and he asks to see me naked. I undress and he starts rubbing and kissing my body. He then takes out his phone starts taking pictures of me. It was weird how he started doing that without asking but it actually really turned me on that he was saving me as material.
He takes his cock out of his zipper which was beet red for some reason but very girthy. He sits in the chair next to the bed and I start sucking him off. He moans a lot and keeps telling me I’m such a good girl. I then climb on the chair and start bouncing on his dick. He might’ve been on viagra or something because he was totally rock hard the entire time. He asked to stop so he could eat me out, so I spread out on the bed. He was kinda terrible and got tired as soon as he started. May have been the first time he ever tried giving a woman oral. But I went with it for a few minutes before riding him on the bed and finishing him. He came inside me and he was still so rock hard that I felt like I could feel the cum squeezing out through the veins.
He let me shower in there and we talked briefly before I left, and thanked me for the night. He told me remember me for when he comes back to this city.
I feel like an absolute whore but idk the whole thing was such a an adrenaline rush. I can’t say I’d do it again but I can’t say I regret it either.