Hannah was a sweet pretty petite girl, she was twenty-six, she had a nice boyfriend two years older, a nice home and they had nice sex.
It was nice.
She was a shy girl and her boyfriend Mike was a geek, they had a pseudo-intellectual relationship of affection, they shared similar intelligent tastes in science and astronomy and liked to eat at very nice restaurants.
It was nice.
They had been together for four years, they were far too sensible to have children and neither showed much interest, they instead concentrated on having a nice apartment on the outskirts of London in a nice area.
That too was nice.
Their sex was regular, usually, on a Saturday morning and a Wednesday evening, they rarely spoke while having sex and within minutes after, were cuddled up watching television,
which was nice.
On the way to work in the morning, Sarah would often get stuck at the lights next to a hand carwash company set up possibly illegally on the forecourt of a disused garage, she would see these guys, very rough and ready guys, she would describe as very common, often swearing loudly at each other, calling each other rude names, they would sometimes wink and smile at her if they saw her stuck at the lights and out of annoyance at their attention and behaviour she would always pretend not to see them, this happened at least once a week for a couple of months.
They were not nice.
One hot morning they were there, and again she was stuck, she noticed they were not quite as noisy, they looked uncomfortably hot already and had their shirts off.
She glanced slyly at their chests, they were bare-chested with no visible hair and were pretty well toned, she found herself noticing, as she looked at their pectoral muscles down to their navels.
They glanced at her but for the first time that she could remember they didn't pay her any attention.
Odd, she thought.
She found herself strangely indignant that they didn't pay any attention this time yet she never liked it when they did.
Then again they were obviously bored with attempting to leer at her.
They had nice chests, she thought briefly as the lights changed and she drove off.
Maybe one day I will get my car washed there so I can watch them leaning over my bonnet, she thought to herself wickedly.
A small smile darted across her lips at the thought.
The trouble with that is that they would hassle her and try to flirt with her, that would make her uncomfortable, she wasn't used to attention for people like them, she could imagine them being far too suggestive for her liking ...
Her mind carried on now and then going back to the thought of those guys during her work day, she was a data analyst, not the most exciting job so she often got lost in her own thoughts.
She wasn't quite sure why these men kept popping into her mind though, she was happy with Mike, he always treated her like a lady.
She had to admit, sometimes she wished he was a bit less respectful, he was always so loving and gentle, not like those men who probably were rough and self-serving...
The smallest of wicked thoughts entered her mind.
Maybe they wouldn't be so bad, maybe it would be nice to be roughly handled once in a while. The sudden thought of those big working class hands grabbing her bottom as she paid for the carwash entered her mind giving her an unexpected rush of excitement.
She toyed with the idea further, what if they just took her on her car bonnet! She would struggle but they would be far too overpowering, even if it was just one of them, but three of them ... well ..
She wondered if they had rough hands, she imagined being bent over her bonnet and feeling her office dress being lifted before a big rough hand slapped her rump hard ......
"Oh, my!...." She mumbled. I`m supposed to be working, any more thoughts like this and I am going to have a little problem! she thought to herself as she felt a familiar stir of arousal between her legs.
Where had this come from? Her heart was palpitating at the intrusion of these thoughts, she was half shocked and half aroused at these thoughts.
She certainly had never had any such desires before, she didn't know why the image of her being taken against her will by these Neanderthals had started to give her the familiar signs between her legs.
She felt herself blushing, she wasn't a prude but she had a very vanilla sex life and imagination, she felt like everyone knew and could see her arousal and pushed the thought from her mind to carry on with her work.
The rest of her day was dull, she left work and began the journey home.
She drove back to the roundabout on the opposite side of the carwash, they seemed to always be working.
A quick shiver rush went down her spine as it rekindled the days earlier thoughts.
"Pull yourself together Hannah!" She mumbled, scolding herself at this nonsense, what on earth had come over her today!
She got to the roundabout, she didn't go straight on, she went around and traveled back towards the carwash.
Her pulse quickened, she felt thrilled and didn't know why she was going back or what she was going to do.
She slowed as she got to the car wash, the guys had a car in and two of them were cleaning it, one on the inside and one on the outside, some guy, presumably the car owner was talking to the third guy.
Her heart was racing as she pulled into the forecourt.
"What am I doing!" It was too late to drive off now, she immediately regretted this as she guiltily thought of Mike who would be home by now probably cooking dinner.
The guy who wasn't cleaning strolled over to her car and smiled at her.
She wound down her window, she was too nervous to smile back, quite aloofly she spoke to the man, he was about thirty, quite tall and needed a shave but his face was square and really quite appealing even if he did look a bit rough and ready.
"How much is a wash here?" She said matter of factly.
"Eight pounds love, for the basic, twelve for the inside, we have an office in the back if you want the inside service too."
He smiled again, a little less genuinely this time, she realized she was almost coming across as snooty.
She tried a little smile.
"Ok, I may come back tomorrow."
She glanced over at the other car, the other two guys were finished and were looking expectantly at her.
One guy turned his head slightly and appeared to say something to his colleague. His colleague smirked and then stopped when he saw her looking at him.
She felt uncomfortable now, she was aware that she was quite attractive and could feel their eyes all burning into her.
She needed to escape now, she felt that this situation wasn't proper or safe for her, or was she being silly, these guys are just doing a job, did she really expect them to be any kind of threat?
"We can fit you in now if you like."
The first guy said to her quite innocently.
"Thank you, err, no it's ok, I need to be somewhere, err, maybe tomorrow?"
She said, already reaching to roll her window back up.
He looked slightly put out, was she being too snooty? Was it obvious to them that she didn't feel comfortable?
Her heart was thumping as she began to roll out of the forecourt before they could respond.
She didn't look back, she felt adrenaline surge as she pulled back onto the road to go home.
Her mind raced, were those guys leering at her? She did quite like the idea now she was in the safety of the traffic.
She was getting moist between her legs but hadn't noticed until now.
She felt foolish, what the hell was she playing at! They all looked like they wouldn't be out of place in that rough pub near her area.
"Back office indeed!"
