"Oh, this is just great!" She exclaimed as she stared at the screw sticking out of her tire. "I just want to go home. Is that so much to ask?" Work had been rough and all Mary wanted to do was go home, get her clothes off and relax in the tub. She had visions of it all day. Her kids and husband would not be home tonight and she just knew it would be the perfect time to try out the new toy she bought herself. Because she was thinking about it, just about all day; she could feel the moistness between her legs. Now this. Now she had to drive to 'Tire Town' to see if it could be fixed. Oh well, her plan would just have to wait. As she climbed into her car she made a quick wish that she could make it all the way there without the tire going flat. With that she was off.
The drive there was a quiet one. She listened the entire time for bumping sounds. As she pulled in she breathed a quick sigh of relief. It could go flat all it wanted now. She got out and grabbed her purse heading into the shop.
Now, Trey, the man who ran 'Tire Town' got an eye full when he looked up to see the customer walking in. She was tall, especially with the three inch black pumps that graced her feet and accented her shapely calves and what he could see of her thighs. The black skirt was by no means short, but the slit over her left thigh left just enough to the imagination. The tank top she wore was blood red and hugged tight to very large, firm breasts. He could not help but notice that her nipples were straining against the fabric. "She must not be wearing a bra" he thought. Trey could not help but stare. The color of her lips matched her shirt to a tee. Both deep crimson, and as she fumbled through her purse he caught a glimpse of long deep red fingernails. His eyes moved up her face and caught these intense eyes that seemed to never end, and spoke directly to him that she wanted to be taken in the worst way. Maybe it was just his imagination. Her hair was pulled back into a messy bun and tendrils fell all around her face. Her hair looked dark auburn with blonde mixed in it. She was a sight, and as he glanced back through the window into the actual shop he saw all of his guys had noticed too. They had all stopped what they were doing and were watching her sway across the floor to the counter.
"Hello." She said as she set her purse up on the counter and looked at Trey's face. It took him a moment but he smiled at her and somehow found the composure to do his job. "What can I help you with today?" She looked back at the car.
"I've picked up a screw in my front left tire." She said turning back to him. Mary was not oblivious to her looks in anyway and it made her smile as she looked through the window into the garage to see all eyes on her. She smiled a sweet smile and turned her attention back to Trey. He pulled out some paperwork and took the necessary information then took the keys from her outstretched hand. The red nails had to be at least two inches in length, and added something to her hands that he could not quite put his finger on. He took the keys and headed out to the car, pulling into the shop. As he got out, he was bombarded with questions and comments.
"Did you see those tits? Damn." This from Johnny one of the tire specialists. "I'd love to get my hands on those."
"Is she married? Did she have a ring on?" This question came from Tony. He was a large African American man who had transferred to 'Tire Town' from a sister garage. He was the hopeless romantic, which the other guys made fun of. Last but not least there was Stephen, the youngest of the crew who had just started there a few weeks ago. The guys called him spoiled, because it was more then obvious that he came from money and did not need this job. He was however, a good worker and seemed to know his way around under the hood. Stephen said nothing, only stood there gaping wide-eyed.
"Get your tongue in your mouth, she is way too old for you." Trey smiled and slapped Stephen's shoulder. "Now I know that she is pretty but we need to get her tire fixed too." He motioned to the car. "There's a screw in the front left tire. Johnny, you shall have the honor." He nodded and with one more glimpse at the woman he set to work. As Trey moved back into the reception area he smiled at Mary and said,
"It should not be too long. We'll patch it up and have it ready in about fifteen minutes." Mary smiled and leaned over the counter a bit as if she were going to whisper something to him.
"Next time you are all going to talk about a woman's tits, make sure the door is all the way closed." She smiled devilishly and winked at him turning to take a seat. Trey's face turned about three shades of red, and then he made himself busy with paperwork on the desk.
Mary did not expect to have the reaction she did. She saw all those men looking at her, and it excited something low in her body. She was more then used to having eyes on her, but today was different. Today she could almost taste the lust in their eyes. It made her horny, and she started to think about possibilities. Things that she could do. She began to wonder if she aroused them. Then the thought of four hard cocks made her temperature rise. As she was sitting there mindlessly watching some news show she could feel the line of her thong rubbing against her pussy lips. Her hard nipples were also rubbing against the soft fabric of her shirt. God she was hot. She blushed and picked up a magazine to fan herself a bit with. Her eyes turned from the T.V. set to the men working in the garage. Watching their muscles strain under their shirts, and the way their pants tightened when they bent over. She cleared her throat and crossed her legs dragging her eyes back to the T.V. This went on for the next twenty minutes or so. Her eyes would move to the men, then she would drag them back to the television set. Finally she could take no more. She walked up to Trey, and smiled.
"Is it almost ready?" She said, not trying to keep the low purr out of her voice. He looked back through the window and nodded.
"Yeah, come on back and I'll show you what we did."
