Polly the Mechanic (A of Walnut Grove)
by Kelly Adams (kelly_h_adams@hotmail.com)
"I don't know what went wrong with it," Charity told Polly, the mechanic
on duty at Mack's garage. "It just started making noises on the way to
work this morning."
"What kind of noises?" Polly asked.
"Kind of a 'chug-a-chug-a-chug-a' thing," Charity explained.
Polly grinned. "Ah, 'chug-a-chug-a-chug-a.' I've encountered that one
many times." Charity was amazed at just how sexy Polly managed to look
even in overalls with her dirty hair tied back in a pony tail and
random grease stains on her face and arms.
"So you can fix it?" Charity asked hopefully.
"Oh yeah, shouldn't be much of a problem. Might be a few days though;
we're getting quite a back-up--for some reason, the start of spring also
brings a flood of broken cars."
"Any chance you could put a rush on it?"
"I suppose, if the right incentive were offered..."
"Honey, if you can get the car back to me by tomorrow, I'll be very
grateful!"
"I'll tell you what--I'll try to get you finished up by tomorrow
evening. If I do, I'll deliver the car personally to your place, and
then you can show me just how grateful you are."
"It's a deal," Charity said, and to seal it she gave Polly a very wet
kiss. "That's just a little incentive to get you going," she explained.
"I'll get right on it!"
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Charity looked out her window at 7:10 the next evening to see Polly
pulling up in her car. She headed out her apartment, down the stairs,
and outside to the parking lot to greet the mechanic.
"All fixed!" Polly said, getting out of the car.
"Girl, you are amazing!" Charity said, giving Polly a hug.
"Yeah, well, you certainly gave me an incentive."
"What's the damage going to be?" Charity asked.
Polly handed her the paperwork and bill. "About $300," she told the
redhead.
"Ouch!"
"Sorry, but that's what you get for driving an Bonneville. Mack let
me give you the preferred customer discount, but he's still got a
business to run."
"That's okay, I understand. I'm just glad you could get to it quick."
"I seem to remember somebody saying she'd be very grateful..." Polly
placed a hand on Charity's side, gently pulling her slightly closer.
"I can be very grateful right now, if you want to come up," Charity
suggested.
"Lead the way," Polly responded.
Charity took Polly's hand and led her up to her apartment. "Nice place,"
Polly told her.
"It's small, but it's enough for me," Charity said.
"Do you mind if I grab a quick shower?" Polly asked. "I managed to get
the grease off before I left the garage, but I'm kind of ripe after
sweating away in there all day."
"Go right ahead," Charity said. "Bathroom's just down the hall there on
the left."
"Do you want to join me?" Polly asked.
"Oh, definitely," Charity told her. "Go ahead and get started, and I'll
be in in a couple of minutes."
Polly gave Charity a kiss. "Don't make me wait too long!" she said, then
went back to the bathroom.
Charity waited long enough for Polly to get the shower started and give
herself an initial washdown, then went back to the bathroom to join her.
She was greeted by a burst of steam when she opened the door--Polly was
a woman who obviously liked her showers hot. Charity quickly stripped
out of her clothes, leaving her skirt, blouse and underwear in a pile on
top of Polly things.
"Here I come," Charity announced, pulling back the curtain and stepping
in.
"Hey there, gorgeous," Polly said as she turned around to face Charity,
the hot water streaming down from the shower head and bouncing off of her
naked body. It was the first time that Charity could ever remember
seeing Polly out of her baggy overalls, and she turned out to have been
hiding quite the hot body: string muscular legs and shapely thighs, a
thin and taught waist, and perfect b-cup tits.
"Hey there yourself," Charity replied. She stepped right up to Polly and
engaged her in a deep, long kiss.
"I can't believe you've been hiding this sexy body from us all this
time," Chairty told Polly.
"Well, I'm not hiding it now, am I?"
"No, you certainly aren't!" Charity brought her hands up to Polly's
breasts amd began to squeeze them. "I just love your tits," she told
Polly.
"Thank you," Polly replied.
"They're so squeezable."
"Mmmmm, yessss," Polly moaned.
"And your nipples--so hard and lickable."
"Ohhh yes, lick 'emmm."
Charity brought her mouth down to Polly's and began to lick and
suck. After a couple of minutes they switched places, with Polly going
to town on Charity's perky tits.
Not only did Charity's nipples get aroused, but she felt the tingle
travel down into her as well. She moved her hand down between her
crotch and began to finger herself, but then Polly stopped and
pulled Charity's hand away.
"Here, let me do that for you," Polly said. She moved her hand in
circles a few times around Charity's bare pubis, then slid two fingers
up into Charity's pussy. Charity simply dropped her arms to her side as
Polly pressed her against the shower wall. She closed her eyes and lost
herself fully in the rhythmic motion of Polly's fingers moving in and
out of her.
Just as Charity could feel herself starting to build towards an orgasm,
Polly pulled her fingers out. Charity opened her eyes and started to
protest, but Polly was ready with an answer before Charity could ask the
question: "We'd better finish up with our actual bathing before we start
to prune."
"Oh, yeah," Charity agreed. "I was having so much fun I lost track of
time."
After the two washed each other down (spending plenty of time
lingering on bare and buttocks) they turned off the shower,
shared another deep kiss, and got out to dry off.
"I loved that bodywash," Polly said as she dragged a towel along
Charity's bare back. "What scent was it?"
"Cucumber-melon," Charity told her.
"It's very sexy." Polly put her nose to Charity's shoulder and took a
whiff. "Mmmm, you still smell like it." Polly crouched down to dry off
Charity's legs, then she had Charity turn around and she moved back up
Charity's front, drying off her abdomen and chest as she stood, until
they were face-to-face.
Charity began to nuzzle Polly's neck. "What do you say <<kiss>> we move
this <<kiss>> to the bedroom <<kiss>>?"
"Please... yesssss," Polly agreed.
Charity took Polly's hand and the two naked women crossed the hallway to
Charity's bedroom.
The room was decorated very girly, with a lot of pink and a queen-size
canopy bed. The bed was already turned down, its smooth silk sheet
beckoning. Polly hopped up on the bed, sliding up towards the headboard
where she leaned back against the pillows and spread her thighs open
wide. "Okay girl, how about I get a little bit of that gratitude you've
been promising?" Polly said, nodding down towards her crotch.
"With pleasure," Charity said, climbing up into the bed and bending down
to bring her face to Polly's sex. Polly's pubic hair was trimmed back to
a small fine tuft of blonde, her puffy reddening lips inviting Charity
to dive in. She used her fingers to spread apart Polly's outer labia and
began to lick the exposed inner pinkness. She flicked her tongue up
several times to coax Polly's clitoris to come out and play, which it
did gladly. Charity then used her thumb to apply gentle pressure to
Polly's clit while she moved her tongue in and out of the entrance to
Polly's hole.
Needless to say, all of this attention to her was causing quite a
pleasurable sensation to Polly. She reached behind herself to grab hold
of the headboard and closed her eyes while she enjoyed Charity's
exploration of her sex.
Charity soon switched her attentions around, sliding a finger up into
Polly's tight slit and pressing her tongue against Polly's clit. Polly
had been mostly silent up to this point, but as her breathing starting
getting harder she began to emit short, soft moans of pleasure. Charity
intensified her licking and rubbing; Polly's moans didn't get much
louder, but they did get higher pitched, and when she came there was
barely any sound at all, just a few short, sharp, high-pitched squeals.
Polly brought her arms down to her side and opened her eyes as the
corners of her mouth drew up into a big smile. She looked down at
Charity, who was peering up at her with an equally big smile, her mouth
smeared with Polly's glistening juices.
"So, was that showing enough gratitude?" Charity asked.
"Oh yeah!" Polly told her, still somewhat weak but very pleased.
Charity wiped her mouth off on her forearm and sat up in the bed. "Would
you like something to drink, some water perhaps?" she asked Polly.
"Yeah, that would be good."
"Okay, I'll be right back." Charity went across the hall into the
bathroom, and came back with a cup of water. She handed it to Polly,
then pushed some stray hairs up off of Polly's sweaty brow and placed a
kiss on Polly's forehead.
"Thanks," Polly said.
"You're very welcome," Charity responded. "I'm going to go into the
kitchen and make us a little snack," she told Polly. "Come on out to the
living room when you're ready."
"Okay," Polly said softly.
"Okay," Charity said back, then left her bedroom to go to the kitchen.
A few minutes later, after Polly had finished her cup of water, she got
out of bed and walked into the living room just as Charity was setting
down a platter of cheese and crackers on the glass-topped coffee table
in front of the couch. Through the open vertical blinds on the large
sliding glass door that led out to a balcony Polly could see that in was
now dusk out, and soon would be dark. Charity had a halogen lamp in the
corner turned on to half strength and the soft music of a classic jazz
station tuned on the stereo. Polly wondered if anyone would be able to
see in the window, but figured that if Charity was comfortable walking
around naked then she shouldn't worry about it either.
"Hey babe!" Charity said as she stood and saw her new lover emerge from
the back. She walked up to Polly, draped her arms over Polly's shoulders
and gave the a big kiss. She then steered Polly over to the couch
to have a seat. "Would you like a glass of wine?" Charity asked. "I've
got a good bottle of white zinfandel that needs drinking."
"That would be great, thanks," Polly told her.
Charity disappeared into the kitchen, and came back a couple of minutes
later with a glass of wine in each hand, just as Polly had stuffed a
cheddar-topped cracker into her mouth. "Here you go," Charity said,
handing the glass in her right hand to Polly.
"Mmmph," Polly said, taking the glass from her. She swallowed and added,
"Thanks." Polly took a large sip of the wine, swirling the slightly
sweet liquid around her mouth and swallowing.
"Do you like it?" Charity asked.
"Yeah, it's pretty good," Polly said as she set her glass down on the
table.
"Kelly and Gretchen brought it over with them the other evening, but
somehow we only managed to get through half the bottle before we became
distracted..."
Polly chuckled softly. It didn't take much to imagine how the three
women could have been very easily distracted.
"So tell me," Charity asked, setting a hand on Polly's knee, "how is it
that we've never managed to fuck before?"
"I don't know," Polly responded. "It's just never worked out, I guess.
Plus, I'm a little shy when it comes to these kind of things."
"Shy? Girl, I've seen you around that garage; you order around those big
burly like it was nothing!"
Polly smiled. "Yeah, well, that's different. It's work, you know. Cars.
I'm comfortable in that environment."
"How does a sweet like yourself get into being an auto mechanic
anyway?" Charity asked.
"Environment, I suppose. I had three brothers and a who
were all into working on cars, so it just came natural to me. Dad jokes
that my first words were 'crank shaft!'"
"Well I certainly admire any woman who is mechanically inclined,"
Charity said. "That, and a woman who is good at working with her hands!"
Charity set her glass down and moved on the couch so that she was
straddling Polly, facing her. The two women kissed, slowly and
deliberately, exploring each other's mouths with their tongues.
Charity broke the kiss and raised herself up on her knees, steadying
herself by placing her hands on Polly's shoulders. Polly ran a finger
slowly along Charity's slit, admiring its wet pinkness. She then cupped
Charity's crotch in her palm and started to lick the hard nipples
topping Charity's small breasts. She squeezed her hand together,
rhythmically pressing against Charity's while she on the
redhead's tits. Charity began to get very wet, and Polly could hear a
shlurping over the sound of the music as Charity began to gently rock
her hips to and fro with the beat.
Polly slowly pushed her middle and ring fingers up into Charity's while maintaining pressure on Charity's clit with her palm. "Oh yeah,
girl," Charity said, panting. "Give it to me good!"
Polly continued her one-handed action on Charity's sex, squeezing and
pushing and prodding. Charity's was very wet and warm, and Polly
could feel it when Charity's vaginal muscles started to contract in
orgasm.
"Oh...! Fuck...! Yes...! Oh...!" Charity cried out as the warm feeling
of orgasm burst through her body. Polly marveled at how damn sexy
Charity looked, coming while seemingly suspended on her hand.
Polly pulled her hand away and Charity sat back down in her lap. "Oh
yeah!" Charity said with a huge grin, then planted a deep kiss on
Polly's mouth.
"That has got to be the best finger-fuck I've had in ages," Charity
complimented. "I was right--you are very good with your hands!"
"Thanks. You're a very beautiful, and very sexual, woman."
Charity climbed off of Polly's lap and sat next to her on the couch. She
picked up her wine glass and took and drink, while Polly did the same.
With the index finger of her free hand, Charity slowly traced the
outline of Polly's right breast. "Can you stay the night?" she asked.
Polly frowned slightly. "I'd love to," she said regretfully, "but I
really should go back home and get some sleep. I've got to be at work at
6:30 in the morning and have a long day of fixing cars."
"You're not going to make me wait until the next time my car breaks down
before we fuck again, are you?"
"Heck no," Polly replied. "Maybe we could get together this weekend?"
"Sure, that would be great," Charity agreed. "I've got a couple of new
toys that I'd love to try out with you."
"I can hardly wait!"
[the end, for now...]
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