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. Mary’s open garage door afforded him an
unobstructed view of a nicely rounded ass bent over the raised hood of the car
parked inside. Walking down the drive,
he took note of her calf length, dull brown skirt, short white socks and tennis
shoes. Strange attire for working on a
car engine, let alone for early June and a temperature of eighty-five degrees.
Muttering
from under the hood greeted him as he strode up behind her and noticed the book,
Auto Mechanics for Dummies, opened on the side.
Hair with every shade of brown woven through it lay down her back in a
tightly woven braid and as those lush hips shifted in impatience and
aggravation, the lengthy plait slid over her side until a greased hand flipped
it back irritably.
“Ooooh,
gosh darn it!”
Gosh darn it? Mitch couldn’t help it. His mouth split into a wide grin at the
innocent explicative as he offered neighborly, “Need any help?”
Her
head jerked up and smacked against the hood, making her stomp her foot and
repeat, “Oh, double gosh darn it!” before turning to face him.
It
wasn’t often Mitch was struck dumb by a woman, but looking down at that grease
smeared face with loose tendrils of hair clinging damply to her cheek and into
wide silvery/blue eyes, he found himself not only taken aback by how young
Mary’s niece looked, but by his instant, cock hardening reaction to the
arousing contrast between her innocent, fey looks and a full, mouth-watering
figure that her loose, drab clothing couldn’t disguise. Son of a bitch but the woman packed a wallop. The clothing gave one indication of where the
term, ‘Plain People’, came from, but there was nothing plain about those
striking eyes or the full, soft lips parted on a startled gasp. Between that fuckable mouth that inspired
lust filled fantasies, those odd colored eyes that dominated her face and the
nicely rounded, full breasts her plain white blouse couldn’t hide, Mary’s niece
stirred his libido in a way he has missed lately which in turn aroused his
interest in a way he hasn’t felt in the past few months. Unfortunately, he was pretty sure Mary
wouldn’t appreciate the thoughts running through his head right now and given
the woman frowning up at him was Amish, he reined in both his thoughts and his
lust as he held out his hand.
“Mitch
Burnett. I live next door and promised
Mary I’d check in on you.”
“Did
you also promise her you’d sneak up and give me a heart attack?” Despite the scare his unexpected presence
gave her, Hannah smiled and took his hand before she remembered the
grease. “Oh, I’m sorry! Let me get you a rag.”
Rubbing
his palm down his jean-clad thigh, Mitch replied, “Don’t worry about it. These jeans are ready for the laundry
anyway. You’re Hannah?”
“Hannah
Hershberger, Mary’s niece. It’s nice of
you to come over.”
If
she knew what he was thinking, she wouldn’t think he was so nice, Mitch thought
as he willed his cock to behave. Since
when did he get a boner from looking at a pretty face and touching a soft
hand? On one hand, his physical response
was a welcome change from the past months of relative indifference towards
anyone of the opposite sex, but on the other, considering the odds of him
getting under that skirt, he wasn’t pleased with his body’s choice to be
reawakened to.
Nodding
towards the car, he asked, “What seems to be the problem?” As far as he knew, Mary hadn’t been having
any trouble with the Mustang. The bright
yellow sporty convertible fit Mary perfectly but she was flamboyantly open and
carefree, not shy about flaunting her gay lover and dressed in brightly colored
clothes that fit and showcased her slender figure to its advantage, a far cry
from her prim and proper niece whom he could easily picture driving a horse and
buggy.
Hannah
blew at the few wisps of hair that escaped her braid to avoid smearing her face
any worse and sighed in frustration. “It
won’t start. I turn the key and…nothing.”
“Did
you try jumping the battery? It’s been
sitting awhile.” The blush that stole
across her cheeks told him she hadn’t thought of the simplest solution first
before diving under the hood. “Get in
and I’ll tell you when to try it.”
Entering the garage, he acted as if it was no big deal and quickly found
Mary’s jump box and attached the cables to the battery. “Okay, turn her on.” Now why did that simple statement have his
cock twitching again? He was going to
have to keep his distance this summer if he couldn’t control his thoughts and
his reaction to them any better than this.
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