Handling the Repair

It was Saturday morning and my wife Trish asked me once again to please see if I could check her car. She said something had gotten caught under it when she drove and I needed to check it out.

I said, “Sure, honey, let me see what I can do,” as I headed to our garage.

I got down by the side of her car and slid underneath to see what I could see. As I lay under the car, I heard the door from the kitchen open and could see Trish’s long lovely legs as she approached me laying under the car. I was struggling to get free some debris that had gotten stuck and heard a little mischievous giggle as I wriggled back and forth to free it.

“Todd, how is it going? I love to watch your tight jean shorts wriggle as you try and work on my car. Hmmm,” she said and giggled.

I could see her bending down on her knee and as she said maybe she could give me “a hand” and “help me.” She giggled after saying that as I saw her lick her lips slowly. “Hmmm..” Trish said,  “I think I know how I can umm help you.” She then playfully took her fingers and began stroking the fly of my jeans.

“Trish, you are distracting me,” I said as my dick began to react to her gentle firm strokes getting harder and started to rise to her touches.

Trish asked, “Am I helping you baby?” in a soft seductive voice and added, “My how big you are, sir.” She giggled and said, “Maybe i should check this out for myself.”

I replied, “Oh oh, baby, yes, baby.”

Then she said “Oh, let me check you out and make sure your all straightened out.” Then added, “Don’t you think it’s getting so hot in here?” as she began playing with and unbuttoning each button of her top slowly and revealing her round firm breasts barely contained by her black lace bra.

I moaned, “Oh, baby, you’re right it is getting wwwwarrm, oh my gosh…” and she removed her top and bra and tossed them on the floor of the garage.

She then slowly opened the buckle on my belt and removed it. She unsnapped my jeans and unzipped them very, very slowly stroking me as she unzipped me to my replies of, “Oh, oh, honey, what are you doing… oh oh ohhhhh ohhh, my gosh..”

Trish said, “Just trying to make you hotter..” giggle, “No, I mean more comfortable,” as she pulled my jean shorts completely off, opened the button of my boxers, reached in and freed my hard firm dick, making me explode with all kinds of waves of tingling up and down my dick.

Trish said, “Why, Mr Scott, my what a big dick you have,” as she pulled off my boxers and added, “the better to kiss and suck you baby.”

All I could reply was, “Oh oh oh oh…” as my toes curled and my back arched in full ecstasy.

“Baby, I want you NOW.. need you now!” as she grabbed my rock hard dick and began licking and sucking me firmly.

“Ooooooooooooooh, baby, oh oho oh oh ..” as she surrounded her mouth around me. I twisted and turned, back arching, toes curling.

Trish said, “Wait, baby,… i want you NOWWWWWW!” and pulled off her skirt, slowly slid down her panties, mounted me and put me fully inside her with a joint chorus of moans as we moved in rhythm up and down together for what seemed like time never ending…two joined as one, up and down up and down and louder and louder.

Finally I exploded inside her as she moaned and flooded me too…..somewhere in our concerted “repairs” as we ended up totally naked on the garage floor collapsed and exhausted covered in sweat and fluids wonderfully enjoying her body fully on top of mine…

I will never refuse to “repair” things for her again..the pay is so great and I will have to make sure I definitely return the favor of surprise ecstasy that she so deserves too….when she least expects it … what a way to start the weekend !!!!!!