It had been almost two weeks since the hiking outing, and it seemed that the effect was, disappointingly fading. No longer did a single touch seem to turn women into raging sex animals, but seemed to cause a much more subtle attraction to some women. There were still the occasional sparks that seemed to light a fire in the occasional woman, but I had yet to understand which women were affected that way and why. I began to suspect that women that were already attracted to me in some way, or were thinking sexy thoughts about me when we touched, seemed to be more affected, but the passing woman that I bumped into or touched no longer seemed to be instantly attracted. I had to admit that I enjoyed it while it lasted, but part of me was glad it was mostly gone. I could easily live with the current level of interaction, and of course, those ladies who I had interacted with that first week seemed to remain quite attracted to me. Including the my neighbor across the street and in particular, Jennifer, the insurance lady, who seemed to love surprising me at home with a variety of new and sexy outfits every few days.
I was about ready to head to work when the phone rang. The young lady I had checked out the temperature equipment to a few weeks ago, Julie, asked me if I could help her friend with some car trouble? Remembering how good of a fuck she had been, I said I could and she gave me directions to where she lived.
I found out that Julie lived in a sorority house, and she and her friend were waiting out on the street by a small car with the hood up. I found a place to park nearby and walked up to them.
Julie introduced me to Kim, who owned the broken car. Kim was tall, had very very long hair, past her waist and nearly past where I thought her ass would be. She had slender legs, but I couldn't tell much else. She was wearing some kind of huge football jersey from the cowboys that covered everything else she was wearing, all the way down about half way to her knees. I could tell she had fairly large breasts, because of the way the jersey hung, but that was about all I could tell.
After being introduced they pointed to the puddle of oil that was on the ground under the front of her car. I looked at it and decided I was going to have to try to wiggle under to see where it was coming from. It looked like either trans fluid or power steering fluid. Julie excused herself to go work on home work, leaving me alone with Kim and the problem.
I couldn't see any particular place it was leaking from above, even with Kim leaning against me as I worked. Several times I had to step around her between her car and the one parked in front of hers to get to the other side of the car. It was a tight squeeze at best, but I felt like she was going out of her way to make sure that I had to squeeze past her, rubbing my dick against her ass. I supposed it could be the effect, but then maybe it was my over active imagination.
Finally it was time to crawl under and try to find the leak. I got on my back and wiggled under the best I could from the front. It was a very tight fit, but I managed to get enough of my head under and lift enough on the car bumper to get near the engine area. I got my light up and saw that the oil was dripping off the side of the engine, but there didn't seem to be any particular place it was coming from. I looked around as best I could and finally decided that the only way to tell was to run the engine. I wiggled back out until I was lying between the two cars on my back. I looked up, and was shocked by the sight I saw. Kim was standing over me, leaning toward her car. As I looked up her jersey I could see plainly that she was completely naked under it. The way she was standing I could see her pussy and clear up the front of her to the bottoms of a pair of quite large tits. I didn't want to stare but my male side got the better of me and I did, for several seconds. I was not at all sure this was intended for me to look at, so I moved a bit more, and tried to sit up.
"You're going to have to start the car up for me." I said as I sat up.
"No problem." She said as she stepped over me to walk around the car. As she did she lifted the jersey some by the front like women do with a dress to go up stairs, but in this case she lifted it enough that I was treated to a flash of nicely trimmed pubic hair and as she stepped, and a wonderful view of her pussy. Any idea I had that she didn't intend for me to see were gone. She dropped the hem as she stepped past me and walked around the car while I got up. She opened the door and climbed in and started the car up. I looked around for a problem and found nothing. Everything sounded fine and looked good. I stepped around to the driver's door.
"Only thing left is to drive it and see if anything shows up, I cant find anything."
"Ok. Go jump in and we'll go around the block."
I walked around the car and got in the passenger side. She was buckling her seat belt when I got in, which pulled the jersey tight to her waist and also pulled it tight between her tits. It was a clutch car, and as she scooched around in the seat to get out of the parking space, the hem of her jersey kept working higher. By the time we got out of the spot and on the road I could clearly see her pussy peeking out from under her jersey, especially when she lifted her foot for the clutch. I also noticed that her tits bounced delightfully as we bounced over the rail road tracks.
"Everything seems to be working ok." She said as she looked forward. "You didn't see anything wrong?"
"Nope, everything looks fine to me." I said, trying not to look like I was staring at her crotch, which I was.
"Well, ok. I guess we go back then." She said as we went around a few streets and headed back to the parking spot. If I thought I had a good look while she was driving, the view I got while she was twisted around her seat backing up was even better. It had also gone a long way to making me hard as a rock in my pants, which she was definitely going to see if she looked at all. As she shut the engine down I caught her looking at my lap and when she looked up she smiled. "Got caught, didn't I?"
"Depends on what you think you got caught at."
"Checking you out." She said simply.
"Oh. Yes you got caught."
"Do you need to wash your hands or anything?" she asked, swiveling around in her seat a bit more, making her already exposed pussy even more so.
