I'm Mike, a 32 year old half owner of an auto shop that specializes in customizing cars to make them more stylish or more mechanically capable of at least holding their own in a one-on-one street race. It's quite a large shop and I must say we are doing very well in spite of the slow-down in the economy.
It was a Monday morning and I was working on a 64 Mustang on which we were doing a complete restyling job as well as major work on the engine. The doors to the shop and office were closed and locked when I heard an awful banging on the office door. I put down the tools and went out to see what was making all of the racquet before whatever or whoever it was was going to knock down the door.
I recognized the gal who was on the other side of the glass door as one who lived in the apartment house down on the next block. She was about my age and on the pretty side but sweat was pouring down her face. I opened the door and none too kindly asked what the hell she was doing and did she have a plan to demolish the door.
She was out of breath and I could see a car at the side of the road a block away and from the way she was sweating it was obvious she hadn't got any help in pushing it there. She had seen the light on our shop shining through the small side windows and had hoped she could attract a mechanic to come and take a look at the car.
I made a decision right then and there to paint the side windows of the shop black in order to avoid shit like this in the future.
One look at her and I made the decision right then that if I stepped one foot towards her disabled car I was also going to spend a ton of time trying to get into her pants. She was pretty enough and from all I could see had a decent enough body to make the effort worthwhile.
"I'm awful sorry to bother you but I really am in a jam. I was on my way to a job interview and I really need the job and my car crapped out on me. I have been out of work for a couple of months and my rent will be due in a few weeks and I'm broke. Oh by the way my name is Marie." WOW, she said all of that in one breath!!
"Hi Marie, I'm Mike and where do you need to get to to apply for the job?"
"Their office is only a couple of miles down the street but I'll never make the appointment if I have to walk."
"Go around the back of the building and you'll see a white pick-up truck with our shop's name on the side. Here are the keys and you can take it down to the appointment. I'll look at your car while you are gone."
Her mouth dropped open in astonishment that I would do something so nice. She might not have realized that it was my first step in getting into her pants.
I used the tow truck to bring her car to the shop and almost before I tried to start the engine I could see it was a piece of crap and was probably not going to be worthwhile fixing. Sure enough when I lifted the hood I could see that a piston had crashed through the side of the engine block and this gem was ready for the scrap yard. I maneuvered them both into parking spots in the rear yard and unhooked the junker from the tow truck and parked them both.
An hour or so later she was back with a huge smile on her face.
"Mike, Mike, I got the job. What did you find wrong with my car?"
"Well Marie, that news about the job is fantastic but the news about your car isn't so nice. It would cost three times as much to fix it as the junker is worth. I'm afraid you'll have to scrap it and replace it."
"Oh my God, I don't have enough money to get another car. What the hell am I going to do? If I don't have a car I can't get to my new job and if I can't get to the job they will throw me out of my apartment."
As she was saying all of that the tears started pouring down her cheeks and the sobbing began full time.
"Hold on honey, things isn't as bad as they might seem. A few weeks ago I took an old car as payment for some work I was doing on a guy's hot rod and while it runs very well it sure isn't the sharpest looking car on the block but it will certainly get you back and forth to your new job."
She answered with, "That's very nice of you Mike but I don't have any money to buy the car."
"No sweat Marie, I will transfer the title to you and you can pay me ten bucks a week for the next six months. If you aren't going to be able to afford that I will make it five bucks a week for the next year."
"Thanks a ton but what the hell did I ever do to deserve meeting someone as nice as you?"
"Well, I'll even make that easy for you. I am single and hate to cook and also hate to eat alone. How about if you agree to have dinner with me, my treat, twice a week until the car is paid for?"
"Are you kidding me? I also hate to cook and am getting tired of the frozen meals I buy in the supermarket. I'll accept your offer with great pleasure."
"Great, I think I know the apartment house you live in. I'll be out front at seven tonight and we'll go for some great Italian."
"You're on. I'll be ready."
We had a nice dinner that night and did so for the next several weeks. It appeared that we each liked the same things in music, film and books. She was fun to talk to but I was wondering when our relationship would progress from where it was right then. I had to make a move on her but was wondering just how to do it without screwing everything up.
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The following Saturday night I invited her to one of the better restaurants in town and ordered Scotch on the rocks for each of us. We chatted and laughed a lot as we sipped our drinks and then I signaled for the waiter to come over with menus. He was there in a flash and we made our selections. She ordered another Scotch and I thought I would stay with the one I had since I had to drive and the ride was forty five minutes back home.
After dinner I had them bring the car around and I drove it a few miles to a scenic overlook where I parked and we sat there chatting some more. I finally slid my right hand over behind her neck and pulled her to me where I planted a huge kiss on her lovely lips. It only took a minute or so and I soon felt her tongue slipping deep in my mouth and I responded with moving my left hand over her blouse and soon was gently caressing her nipple thru her blouse and bra and could feel it getting harder by the minute.
"Oh Mike, I thought you'd never do this and I was getting worried that you didn't find me attractive" she muttered.
"Oh hell Marie, you are plenty attractive enough. I was holding back fearful that making a move like this would piss you off big time and ruin the friendship we have enjoyed for months now."
"Let's go back to my place and get more comfortable" she whispered.
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With the smell of Scotch on my breath I drove extra careful and we made it to her apartment in an hour. Five minutes after entering her place she was stripping he clothes off and just dropping them on the floor as she made her way back to her bedroom. I took her cue and did the same thing.
She was naked by the time she got alongside of her bed and when she turned to face me I almost flipped out. She had a magnificent body with a thin waist and breasts that most women would die for. They weren't huge but they were firm enough to stand out on their own even if she hadn't used a bra. Whew, what a surprise.
The next thing I felt was her throwing herself into my arms with one arm around my neck while the other hand was down below my waist fondling my dick. I wasn't hard but as soon as I felt the action her hand was using my dick came to life and sprung into a full hard-on. Whew, this gal was really something.
I gently pushed her back down on the bed and as she went down she reached around and flipped the bedspread and blanket off the bed. I followed her down and when she was lying flat on her back I lowered my face to her mouth and she groaned and pulled me even tighter to her.
I finally broke free and slid down so that my face was just barely touching a nipple while my free hand was softly caressing the other breast. By then she was moaning loud enough that I was a little fearful that neighbors would hear her and worry that something was wrong. I hushed her and continued with my mouth on her breast but then let my free hand slide down to caress her pussy.
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Her moans were developing into sort of low volume screams when I removed my mouth from her breast and moved it down to between her legs where I instantly moved it to separate the lips of her pussy and letting my tongue in to search out her clit.