I had been visiting my sister Mary, who lived in the middle of nowhere. We had had a great time together, catching up, talking trash, and relaxing, often in the nude, around her pool. But it was time to go home. After a wonderful evening out at a local dive listing to a local band playing a mix of rock and country, I got most of a good night's sleep, waking up 15 minutes before my alarm went off. After a quick shower and a Mary's bacon and eggs, I was on the road by 9. I loved my sister and we had great times together, though I have to say her husband, Jack, was a complete dick, which is why we scheduled my visit when he was out of town. Two hours later I am driving my new Honda down a deserted country road when a deer jumps in front of me.
I slammed on the brakes, swerved to try and avoid hitting the beast, and ended up off the road with a blown tire. I got the car stopped with no further damage. Cursing and shaking at the same time I got out of the car to see what had happened. The fucking front passenger tire had a gash in it, probably from hitting a big rock that was right behind the car. Still muttering curses under my breath, I found the release for the trunk hoping to find a spare or even one of those donut tires. My dad had long ago taught me how to change a tire so I didn't think I would be stranded. Turns out my new car didn't have a spare, not even a donut. And the run flat tires that come on this car are worthless with the kind of damage the rock at done to the tire.
Eleven in the morning and it was already over 90 and way too humid. In just the few minutes it took to discover that I didn't have a spare, I was already sweating profusely. I got back in the car and grabbed my phone so I could call AAA only to find that there was no cell service at all here. I even climbed to the top of a hill nearby hoping to get a cell signal, but no luck. Looking around from the hilltop, you don't see anything but the road stretching from one horizon to the other.
I returned to the car and started it up to run the AC to cool off a car that was already hot as an oven but the AC cooled it off pretty quickly. Trying to preserve fuel, I decided to change to lighter clothes. I pulled my bag from the back seat and find a very lightweight blouse, loose shorts, sandals and a light hat. While changing, I decided to go without panties or bra.
Just after I finished changing, I see a pickup coming up behind me. I stepped out hoping the pickup would stop and be helpful. I couldn't avoid the fear that the person coming up behind me would try to take advantage of the circumstances. I was instantly regretting changing clothes. Objectively I knew that the driver coming up would probably be helpful and not dangerous, but couldn't shake that vestige of fear. I watched the driver step out of his truck. He was a nice looking guy, about my age I guessed, wearing what everybody seems to wear here it seems, blue jeans, button down shirt, and cowboy boots. At least he wasn't wearing a cowboy hat.
"Morning ma'am. What happened here?"
"A deer jumped in front of me, I hit the brakes and swerved and must have hit something that blew out my tire. Dam car doesn't carry a spare, not even one of those donut things."
"Well, let me see if I can get the tire off. There isn't anything I can do with it out here. Are you sure you don't have a spare?"
"I looked in the trunk and didn't see a spare but I did see a jack."
"That's good news. I don't have a jack that would work on this car. Show me the jack and I see if I can get that tire off. There is a garage in a town about 25 miles from here. Hopefully they will have a suitable replacement tire."
"That would be great. Thank you sooo much!"
"My name is Leon. What is your name Darlin?" Standing out in the heat, no matter how light my clothes, soon had me sweating profusely. I opened a few buttons on my blouse and noticed that my nipples were poking out. I was watching Leon work and it appears that he had noticed the way I was dressed. He got the blown tire off the wheel and stood up. I was worried that he was a serial killer and, from the bulge in his pants, he was hoping I was a slut. One of us was going to be right.
"I am Joyce. Thanks again for stopping. It was getting hotter than fuck out here."
Hearing my profanity, his bulge seemed to get larger.
He threw my tire in the bed of the truck. "Even if that garage has a tire for you, we are going to be gone for a while. I recommend we move your luggage to my truck. I can't guarantee that your stuff will still be here when we get back. And we do want to leave a note on the car in case the sheriff drives buy. We don't want to get back here and find you have been towed." He scribbled a note and put it under the windshield wiper.
"I can't thank you enough" I said as my we moved my luggage to his truck.
"It's no problem Joyce, I am just glad I can help. Come on, let's get to town and see if we can get you a tire."
"Will you let me pay you for your time and effort? Buy you lunch or something? I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't come along"
"Someone would have come along Joyce. I am just happy I could help."
"Do you have a girlfriend Leon" I asked as we were headed into town.
"Nope. I haven't found the right woman yet. How about you Joyce? Does some lucky guy have the keys to your heart?"
"Not so sure about the lucky part. I have come close a few times, but haven't found a keeper yet.
"I really would love to thank you in some way. Can I at least blow you? I love sucking cock and, from the bulge in your pants, you probably have a nice cock. I have been told I give great head."
"Damn Joyce, you don't beat around the bush, do you? I am glad to help, but that doesn't mean I am going to turn down your offer. Let's get somebody working on your tire so we can find someplace to be alone."
"Sounds good to me." I said and I reached over and started stroking the bulge in his pants. I occurs to me though, unless you want to be sporting that bulge in the service station, you should probably find a place to pull over so I can blow you before we get to town."
"That is true. I am sure it's not going to go down my itself anytime soon. I think I know just the place" he said just before turning off the road to a gravel road and ending up in a small stand of trees that wasn't visible from the road.
I got out of my door and opened the driver's door. "Step on out here Leon. Let me see what I can do for you. He got out of the car and stood in front of me as I dropped to my knees. In no time I had his pants and shorts in a small pile at his feet. I move them around so I could use them as a cushion for my knees. He did have a truly magnificent cock. Seven inches, standing straight out from his balls and real thick. I took his cock in my hand. "I am going to do this quick so we can get into town. Don't try to hold off this time, just fill my mouth." I loved his cock, long without gagging length, and beautifully thick. I licked his cock while I was playing with his balls and then took his cock deep in my mouth. I attacked his cock sucking as deep as l could and was quickly bouncing my mouth up and down on his cock. Between my talented tongue on his cock and playing with his balls, I know I could make him cum quickly. In no more than 3 minutes he was moaning and thrusting his cock into my mouth, bumping up against my throat. Then he grabbed my head pumping stream after stream of tasty cum into my mouth. I licked and sucked his cock until it stopped twitching. "Fuck Leon, you tasted great. Just think of this as a down payment. At some point I want that beautiful cock in my sopping pussy, but let's get to the service station first."
He just smiled pulled his pants back on. "Yes Ma'am" was all he said as I got back into the passenger seat.
20 minutes later we are in the booming metropolis of Clearwater. Population maybe 800. Single flashing yellow light in the middle of town. A block down the road, Leon pulls into Sandy's Garage. He grabs the tire out of the truck and carries it into the shop. As he steps into the office, a man who the stereotype of a small town auto repair man come in from the shop.
"Hey Leon. Long time no see! What brings you here."
"Hey Jimmy. This is Joyce. She hit something in the road and blew a tire about 20 miles back. I am hoping you have something we could put on her car to get her back on the road."
"Good Morning Joyce. Seems like you aren't having a good day. Let me see if I can help." He takes the tire from Leon and looks at it. "I don't know what you hit, but this tire can't be repaired. Let me get the tire off and we can see if this has damaged the wheel. Be right back." We watched him remove the tire from the wheel and carefully inspect it. He came back into the office, "The good news the wheel is not damaged. Which is fortunate. The bad news is I don't have a new tire in stock that is this size. I might have a used tire that can get you to someplace that will have a replacement for you. Give me a few minutes to look." And then he headed into the back of his shop returning a few minutes liter with a clearly used tire. You can't drive this far or fast, but it will get you safely to Andersonville. My brother has his shop there. Let me give him a call to see if he can get you a good replacement.
He was on the phone for a few minutes. After hanging up, he handed me a business card for this Anton's Automotive, his brother's shop. "Let me get this old tire mounted and get you back on the road." He disappeared back into the shop.
I turned to Leon, "He isn't going to let me pay him is he."
