Ever had one of those days where it seams that nothing could go your way? Well, Jill was having one of those days. She had woken up terribly late for work, knowing that she could lose her job for being late one more time. She quickly got dressed, jumped in her car, and flew off to work. Less than a mile away from work, she was pulled over by a cop for doing 50 in a 30. He gave her a warning, but took up too much of her time in doing it. When she finally got to work, she was pulled into her boss' office. He put her on probation for a week and sent her home. At least she hadn't lost her job entirely. As she walked out of the building, she noticed the large, dark cloud moving towards her. She hurriedly got to her car and pulled away just as the rain started.
Jill's commute was very long. It took her an hour each way. She knew that it would take longer in the downpour she was in. As she pulled onto the highway she looked down and noticed that the slit in her already too short skirt had ripped all the way up to hip. She sighed heavily thinking that her day couldn't get any worse. But she was wrong. Less than halfway home her car suddenly bucked and stalled. She put the car into neutral and drove it into the breakdown lane. In her haste that morning, Jill had forgotten to fill her gas tank. She dropped her head to the steering wheel and began to cry. Hoping that some kind soul would help her, she put on her emergency flashers. She figured however, that nobody in their right mind would pull over in this pouring rain for her. She knew that her only hope was to get out of the car and hope that some man would pull over for her.
Jill stepped out of the car. She was a stunning woman, even when soaked to the bone. Her long, black hair was wrapped around her, clinging to her fair skin. Her fire engine red lips engaged in a small pout. Her deep blue eyes searching in the storm for a helpful man. Her freshly torn skirt and now see through white blouse clinging to her above average breasts and flat belly. She crossed her arms underneath her breasts and paced around her car.
About fifteen cars had passed when she saw a pair of headlights slowly coming towards her. The car, a brand new BMW pulled up behind her car. Jill walked over to the driver's side door and the driver rolled down his tinted window. Jill gasped as his face was revealed. Maybe her day would turn out ok. The man was a living god. He had wavy blond hair and stunning blue eyes. He smiled at Jill, revealing perfect white teeth and the sexiest pair of dimples she had ever seen. He introduced himself as Adam.
"Looks like you're having a bit of car trouble," Adam said still grinning, "anything i can do to help?"
Jill's mind started racing with sexual fantasies about exactly what Adam could do to help her. She managed to stumble out that she had ran out of gas and would be very appreciative if he would drive her to a gas station to get some gas. Adam asked her if she had a container to hold the gas, but she didn't. Unfortunately, neither did he. "How about if i just give you a lift home?" Adam suggested.
"It's a bit far," Jill stammered, unable to believe how her luck had changed so quickly.
"Well, I have nowhere to be, and this could be my good deed of the day. Let me help you out Jill," Adam replied.
"Well ok then," Jill smiled, "let me run to my car and grab my things." So, off she ran. Adam couldn't help but watch as her firm butt jiggled slightly as she ran. The slit revealing the bottom curve of her beautiful ass. Adam felt himself starting to get hard at the thoughts of this beautiful woman. Before she reached the car he had already pictured her in many different sexual positions.