This story is fiction based on simple true facts, embellished for entertainment. This story contains incest and accidental scat. If either of these subject matters offend you or are not in favor of your preferences, please do not read.
Zoe, my stepdaughter had called me to check on her car which was not running properly. Since she lived about 90 miles away, she said I could spend the night and go home the next day.
My wife said, "Go ahead and take care of Zoe's car and stay there for the night."
I packed up my tools and headed for Zoe's. It took me almost two hours to get there. When I arrived, Zoe greeted me with a big, full body press hug as I could feel her perky C cup breasts pressed up against me.
She said, "Thank you for making the drive here to look at my car."
I said, "It's not a problem, I know mechanics can be expensive and maybe I can fix the issue without using one."
I asked her where her son Zack was.
She said he was out with some friends and will be home for dinner.
I told her I'm ready to look at her car right now, so we went into her garage where it was parked.
I asked her, "What is the issue that you are having?"
She answered, "When I started the car after I went shopping, it started running rough."
I said, "Okay, let me pop the hood and I'll start it up and see if I can find anything."
I started the engine and it was running rough, sounded like there was a misfire. I step out of the car and looked at the engine while it was running. After looking around for about 30 seconds, I saw one of the plug wires had loosened itself off of the distributor cap. I turned the engine off and pushed the wire down onto the distributor and started the engine and it immediately started running smooth.
Zoe said, "That's it, it's fixed?"
I said, "Yep, all fixed."
She then said, "You drove two hours to take one minute to fix my car, how embarrassing on my part."
I said, "Don't worry about it, at least you didn't pay someone to fix your car."
Zoe said, "Well, we have all afternoon to do whatever we want."
I asked, "Could I take a shower, I'd like to clean up from the drive here and the whole minute it took me to fix your car." Then I chuckled.
Zoe said, "Absolutely, let me get you a towel."
I followed her to the linen cabinet, she handed me a towel and pointed to the bathroom.
I had my little travel bag that had clean clothes in it, walked into the bathroom and started the shower water. I got out of my clothes and stepped into the shower. I started lathering up and the bathroom door swung open.