Ivy's driving down the road on the way home from college. She finally has a weekend away. It's about a four-hour drive, and her feet are killing her in her heels.
Ivy turns on the radio and starts jamming out to her favorite music. A deer runs out in front of her, and she slams on the brakes, only for it to go straight to the floor. She hurries up, pulls up the e-brake, and comes to a complete stop in front of the deer. She stares as the deer stares back, then takes off running into the woods.
“Damn it,” she says out loud, slightly out of breath from the episode. Now she has to figure out what to do about her breaks. She steps on the brake again, and it goes flat to the floor.
“Son of a bitch.” Ivy says, aggravated. She grabs her phone and looks up the nearest garage. She gives them a call, and a man answers the phone and says he'll come out to get her. She breathes a sigh of relief as she gets off the phone with him. Never seems to fail, she thinks to herself. She turns the music back on and sits back waiting for the tow truck. Ivy spaces out till she sees lights in the rear-view mirror.
“Oh, thank god,” she says to herself. He pulls up ahead of her and gets out of the truck. He looks older (in a Sam Elliot kind of way), and she perks up a little. Ivy steps out of her SUV and walks towards him. She reaches out her hand. “Hi, I'm Ivy. I really appreciate you coming out to help me so late at night,” she smiles and tries to turn on the charm.
“I'm Asher. I'll be your driver and mechanic tonight. Is that a Ford Escape?”
“Yes, it’s a 2006,” Ivy responds.
Asher hooks up the Ford and tells her to take the passenger seat. Ivy climbs into the tow truck and waits for him to finish loading the SUV onto it. She can't help but notice how handsome he is, even with the grease on his hands and clothes. He's older, with a touch of gentlemanliness about him. He gets in the truck and turns the radio on, and off they go. Ivy looks out the window at the dark forest that seems to surround them.
“We're in the middle of nowhere, huh?” she asks over the music.
“Yeah, you're lucky I was still in the shop. So, you said your brakes failed?” Asher asks. Ivy nodded and told him about the deer and the brakes going straight to the floor. She watches as he shakes his head up and down.
“I have an idea what it could be, considering the age and, no offense, but condition.”
“She's my baby, don't pick on her,” she giggles. They sit in silence for what seems forever till a small garage with an upper living quarter comes into view. He backs the tow truck into the garage and lowers the Escape to the ground. Asher jumps out of the truck and starts unhooking things as Ivy sits there, trying to gather her wits about her, and steps out of the tow truck. She follows behind him as he points to a chair next to an empty desk. Ivy looks around at all the tools and parts lying around. Definitely a one-town garage.
Asher rolls the SUV into the garage, sets the e-brake, and starts to jack up the front end on both sides. Ivy pulls her phone out, flips through social media, and crosses her legs, letting her heel dangle and slightly bouncing it up and down. Ivy watches out of the corner of her eye and notices he can't take his eyes off her feet.
He catches her looking and looks away instantly, embarrassed. She smirks and keeps bouncing her foot. Asher gets on the creeper and slides under the front driver's side, looking around with a flashlight.
“Yup, just what I thought, you have a rust spot that gave way in your brake line. Easy enough place to fix.” Asher keeps looking under the Ford, and Ivy puts her foot back down and takes off her shoe to rub it. He rolls out from under the Escape and watches in awe as she rubs her own foot.
“I apologize, my feet hurt, and rubbing them seems to help.” It's almost like you can see a fire in his eyes. He clears his throat.
“I'll have to make a few repairs, but you should be on your way tonight.” Asher crawls back under the SUV, positioning himself to watch her rub her perfect feet. He can't help but keep his eyes on them. He knows he's hard as a rock, and he's sure she can probably see it.
“You like that, don't you?” Ivy says in a smooth voice. He clears his throat again and tries to focus on the job at hand.
“It's okay, you know, want to rub them?” Ivy asks in a sweet voice. Asher slides out from under the SUV and slides over to her. He sits up on the creeper and takes her tiny foot in his greasy hands.
“You have some of the prettiest feet I have ever seen,” Asher says. She smiles and wiggles her toes in his hands, and he moans. Ivy takes her other foot and removes her heel. She brings it to the bulge in his pants and starts to stroke it through his jeans. He moans as he rubs his thumbs into the sole of her foot.
“Let me taste them, please?” he asks hopefully.
“Please do,” Ivy says. He takes her big toe into his mouth and swirls his tongue around it. Sucking on it and kissing the tip. He licks between each toe and then takes each one into his mouth. She moans as she watches every move he makes. He puts her foot down and picks up the other one, and she moves her foot back to his crotch, teasing him and making him harder. Asher licks the bottom of her foot and makes small circles all over her sole, moving to the toes to kiss each one of them.
“I can't take much more of this,” Asher says. He stands up from the creeper and pulls her up out of the chair. He pushes her against the SUV and pulls her leggings to her knees, instantly sticking a finger in her as he undoes his pants. God shes so wet for him. He thrusts his finger in and out a couple of times and then stops. He stands behind her and sticks his hard cock right into her tight pussy. Ivy moans and bucks at the feeling of fullness. She sticks her ass out and arches her back.
Asher grabs her hips and starts to slam into her, enough to shake the SUV. She moans and keeps up with the rhythm. She hears him grunt and moan and cums deep inside her. He leans against her, not moving for a second, just breathing. He eventually pulls out and redoes his pants as she pulls up her leggings.
“That was amazing.” Asher says, “I do, however, have to fix this brake line. I know you have places to be.”
Ivy sighs heavily and sits back down in the chair, putting her heels back on. Asher gets back on the creeper and slides under the SUV again. Ivy pulls out her phone again and starts to scroll. Her pussy is throbbing from the pounding she received, but she's not done yet. She gets up off the chair and pulls the creeper out. Asher looks surprised as she bends down and undoes his pants again. She gets on her knees and takes him into her mouth. Ivy swirls her tongue around his cock, tasting the mix of them both. She pumps her mouth up and down till he is hard as a rock again.
Ivy pulls her leggings off and sits on his hard dick. She lets out a moan as he fills her pussy again. She bounces up and down and swirls her hips. She continues to ride him hard and fast.
“Baby, I'm going to cum.” Asher moans. She picks up her speed and cums all over his dick as he fills her up once again. Ivy gets up, gets dressed, and watches him as he's almost in a shell-shocked state. She sits back in the chair and crosses her legs.
“This may take a few hours if you want to wait upstairs,” Asher says.
“I think I will, thank you. Let me know when it's done and how much I owe you.”
Asher laughs.
“Ma'am, you owe me nothing; you made my night.” He slides back under the SUV, and she walks upstairs to patiently wait.
