The a/c on my vehicle was blowing tepid air. So, I had no choice but to call the local auto repair shop for an appointment to have the work done. I arrived at the shop on the designated day and walked into the waiting room. I was the only one there. I peeked over the counter but could only see a portion of the office as the rest was blocked by a room divider. So I waited.
After a few minutes I heard the laughter of a woman's voice from somewhere on the other side of the divider and approaching footsteps. I looked up as the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen came around the divider, looked at me, smiled and said "may I help you?" I was stunned by her looks. She was about 5'7", 125lbs., blonde, curly, shoulder length hair and the brightest blue eyes I'd ever seen. She was wearing a long, flowing short sleeved summer dress that accentuated what appeared to be perky breasts. She was definitely a head turner.
I returned a smile and told her I'd made an appointment to have my a/c repaired. She asked my name and looked it up and said that it would take most of the day for the work to be completed and I would be welcome to wait there or she could get one of the mechanics to give me a ride home. I opted for the ride.
She excused herself and left to get one the mechanics. A few minutes later she returned and said all the mechanics were too busy to leave and that she would be happy to drive me but I'd have to wait a few minutes. I replied that would be fine. I sat down and began to read one of the newspapers that lay on the seat I occupied. I pretended to read the paper while I surreptitiously watched the beautiful woman. We made small talk while she worked and it soon became apparent that we were both attracted to each other. There was lots of mild flirting and jovial conversation. I learned that she was the owner, along with her husband who worked in the shop. Her name was June. The more we talked the more aroused I became, just being near her was enough to excite me.
After about 15 minutes she said she was ready. I followed her through the office and into the shop. As I walked behind her I could see her lovely round ass through the dress she wore. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. My cock pointed in her direction like some kind of sexual divining rod. We climbed into her station wagon and drove off. As she drove she looked at me and said, "You seem to have a problem." "What do you mean?" I replied. She reached over to my crotch and grabbed my still hard cock and said, "there seems to be something going on in your pants." Shocked that she was so bold I said that she was the cause of my problem. She laughed and continued to stroke my engorged cock.