Linda and David were thinking of selling her car (which she had owned for 4 years) and buying a new one.
It had been well maintained but before they sold it Linda had decided to get it full service done in the local garage so that it had a fully up to date service record.
She booked it in for a Monday afternoon as she only worked four days a week. Monday was her day off and as the garage workshop was only within 10 minutes walk from home she could leave it and pick it up easily again later.
It was booked in at two o'clock straight after lunch, so after emptying the boot and taking out all her CDs etc. which were strewn over the seats, she drove it up to the garage.
Phil, the owner of the garage, had been looking after the car since she had bought it and so knew Linda and her car, very well. He had Jerry, a fifty year old guy working with him as well as his son Danny who was 26.
He was also an incurable flirt and liked chatting up his lady customers, going as far as he dare.
Linda parked the car in the garage entrance and walked inside. It was the usual jumble of spare parts, wheels, a couple of cars on jacks and one up on a ramp which, she assumed were "works in progress".
"Hello there my darling," said Phil "you've come in for a good seeing to have you? The car I mean."
Linda, who had got used to his flirting and innuendo over the last few years, went along with the joke and smiled
"Anything special that you want to mention, before we start?" he asked. "Well," said Linda "there is something with the window washer reservoir. I can't seem to get the cap undone."
"OK" said Jerry, "let's get the bonnet up and have a look."
Linda reached inside the car, pulled the bonnet release catch and the bonnet clicked open. Jerry tucked his fingers under the edge of the bonnet finding the catch and lifted it up.
"Now show me the problem" he said and Linda, bending over, reached inside the engine compartment and trued to turn the reservoir lid, without success.
Among other things, Linda had a very shapely bottom and legs and the sight of her bending over and wearing a short(ish) skirt was very appealing. It was also very tempting for a man who had access to an air hose.
As Linda was bent over her car's engine compartment Phil took a big risk. He knew her quite well and the temptation was just too much. He quietly picked up the air hose, positioned it carefully just underneath her skirt hem and squeezed the trigger.
The jet of high pressured air immediately blew Linda's skirt up over her bottom revealing her panties. Linda jumped and her head flew up hitting the bonnet with a loud thump.
"Owww!" she said taking a step backward and clutching her head. "What did you do?" she cried "who do you think you are for goodness sake?"
Realising he may have misjudged the situation Phil said "OK calm down" and to his amazement Linda instantly stopped talking.
"That's odd" she said after a moment or two. "what happened there?"
"I just told you to stop talking" said Phil and immediately Linda went quiet again. Once again after a couple of moments she went to open her mouth but Phil again said "Stop" and she closed it again.
Danny who had been looking on said to Linda "Show us your panties again."
"No" said Linda but her hands hitched up her skirt until her panties were visible. "I don't want to do this" she cried but was unable to stop herself.