A Slippery Slope 4

She hadn't planned it this way. Not really. But then again, the seed had been germinating for quite some time. It just so happened that today was when it had finally bloomed.

Alicia had spotted the familiar spots of bird shit on her windshield earlier that day and they, along with the other spots of dirt and grime which had seemingly been accumulating these last several months, had finally convinced her that the time had come to get her car washed.

Luckily, she knew just the place.

There was a small garage not far from her place, and it was the sort of business most people tended to just drive past without a care, only paying it any mind when they were in desperate need of someone else to do what they could if they had the time or energy to spare. But Alicia paid attention to it each and every time she drove by.

Just to see when Mandy was working.

Alicia had spotted the other woman working behind the counter months ago on a previous visit, and her eyes had been drawn to the employee's voluptuous curves almost immediately. Though Mandy was every bit the grease jockey, and looked at it, with her short brown hair and muscular frame, Alicia could not stop staring at her.

She tried not to show it, of course, but she doubted she'd succeeded at that. And the moment Mandy had opened her mouth to greet her, it was as if every wheel in Alicia's brain had stopped.

It had only been slightly embarrassing, seeing as she'd managed to find her voice rather quickly, but ever since then, Alicia had kept an eye out for the other woman whenever she passed the garage. More than once, she'd caught sight of Mandy working on someone's car, the water from the rags and sponges she used to clean them pouring down her arm and dripping on her shirt, the fabric clinging to her breasts.

One time, Alicia had nearly driven through a red light, so focused was she on the other woman's wet clothes as they clung to her body for dear life.

She hadn't crashed, thank God, but that was the moment Alicia knew in no uncertain terms she needed to see Mandy work.

Up close and personal.

And it seemed today was finally the day.

The moment she pulled in, she spotted Mandy relaxing behind the counter, and the other woman quickly strolled out to greet her. Alicia's eyes nearly popped out of her skull when she noticed the sleeveless white top and denim Daisy Dukes Mandy was wearing, knowing they would soon be drenched in soapy suds and warm water.

"Howdy," Mandy greeted with a smile. "Looking for a wash?"

Alicia nodded, her eyes straining to avoid Mandy's chest as she fumbled through her purse in search of cash. "If... If you wouldn't mind."

"Not at all," the other woman replied, taking the money once it was offered and heading back inside to gather up her equipment.

Before she was out of sight, however, Alicia made sure to get a good look at Mandy's ass, as well as her toned thighs. She took a few deep breaths afterwards to steady herself, but she doubted that would do much good.

A moment or two later, Mandy returned with a large sub-filled bucket, as well as several rags, a squeegee, and the hose attached to the front of the building, and quickly got straight to work.

From inside the car, Alicia tried to act as if she were focused on something else, anything else, besides Mandy's body, but her eyes were perpetually locked on the other woman as she knelt down towards the bucket. Her tanned arm submerged into the warm, soapy water, only to rise out a second later lathered in subs, the soaking rag in her hand.

Mandy slowly started to wipe down the side of Alicia's car, the other woman watching intently in the driver's side mirror. Her hand scrubbed away at the grime as it moved along the metal frame, and Alicia found she needed to look away more than once lest she be spotted.

Another dunk followed, and then Mandy turned her attention to the windows. She began with the driver's side, giving Alicia a warm smile before covering the glass with suds before moving along, making her way around the car one window at a time before she reached the windshield.

Alicia stared at her through the front window, her eyes locked on Mandy's already quite damp top, water and soap soaking into the fabric as she moved from one side of the glass to the other again and again. Her breasts bounced around, practically pressing against the windshield at one point, before vanishing from sight beneath a veritable wall of suds.

The sound of the rag lathering up the glass filled the inside of the car, and though she couldn't see any of it, Alicia could imagine Mandy's body contorting around her vehicle; cleaning every little bit of it that she possibly could, her clothes getting wetter by the second.

Just like Alicia's panties.

Oh, she'd figured this would happen, but she'd managed to convince herself that she could hold back. That just because she'd fantasied about Mandy and dreamed about her more than she'd care to admit, it didn't mean she would fall victim to her secret desires right here and now.

But she did.

Within seconds of the windshield being covered, her hand was in her pants, fingers slipping past her panties and into her waiting cunt, her mind reeling with images of Mandy's soaking-wet top, her breasts slowly revealing themselves beneath the damp white fabric. The suds dripping down her taut, voluptuous body as she worked, slipping along her leg and thighs and causing her tanned flesh to glisten in the midday sun.

In and out of her pussy, her fingers slid, the thoughts never ceasing in her mind. Sure, it was only a fantasy, but she was so fucking horny that her brain was putting Mandy into a pornographic highlight reel that would've put most professionals to shame. And still, she kept on fingering herself for all she was worth.

Lost as Alicia was in the absolute pleasure the moment provided, as well as the thoughts which spurred her onward, she didn't notice the suds being dragged away by the squeegee, nor that the person doing the dragging had stopped to watch her for a moment.

Only when a spray of water from the hose sputtered against the car, rinsing away all the remaining soap and grime, did she realize what was going on.

As well as the fact that Mandy was looking right at her through the driver's side window.

Alicia's face went bright red, but before she could do anything about it, Mandy walked away from her window, over to the passenger's side, opened the door, and slid in.

Closing the door behind her, Mandy looked Alicia in the eye, her soaked top sticking to her and dripping water onto the seat, and grinned. "So, looks to me like your car isn't the only thing in need of cleaning today.."

Without a word, she reached over and gently pulled Alicia's hand out from her pants. Then, much to the other woman's surprise, Mandy brought it to her mouth and licked up the juices already covering Alicia's fingers.

Alicia groaned, the sensation of Mandy's tongue better than she could have imagined. And she had imagined it plenty of times.

Just not on her fingers.

Releasing her hand, Mandy smirked. "If you're looking for something a little more... thorough... I get off in an hour."

Then she winked, opened the passenger side door, slid back out, and walked away.

It took Alicia a minute to realize just what the other woman had said, even though her eyes followed Mandy until she'd stepped back inside, as well as what such a thing entailed. And once everything had truly sunk in, she shook her head, giggled, and started the car.

But only so she could pull it into the parking lot out back.

And wait.

The time had come to make her fantasy a reality.