A crush on the mechanic [Mf][agegap][softcore]

My car needed serviced, and as I was struggling to take time off my busy job, I opted for an unknown nearby garage, a one-man band kinda place.

Went across to the garage on my lunchbreak, but there was no one about in the yard.
Hearing noises from within the building, I peeked under the half-open rollerdoor…
The smell of oil and metal made me nervous. What was I doing, I should have just stuck with my previous place, with it’s clean waiting area and nice reception lady.

“Hello, anyone there?” I called out into the dimmly-lit garage.
“Come in sweetheart, I’ll just be a moment” came a gentle voice.

I ducked under the rollerdoor and stepped inside. Directly in front was a ramp with a car on it and one on the ground beside it.
To the left was a small booth with a window, but there looked to be no one inside.
Trying to avoid the puddles in my suede work shoes I ventured further in and found the source of the gentle voice.

A wide ass wiggled in front of me. He was bent over, raking through a box of tools.
“Hi….uh…it was just to see if you could service my car? I can’t get the time off work just now to go across town and was just hoping I could leave it with you, if you have a moment, doesn’t need to be right now, I mean, just whenever you have time..”
No no no oh my nerves were going into overdrive shut up shut up stop rambling you idiot! It’s just a car.
He straightened up and turned round to face me.
A face I’ll never forget. Beautiful light blue eyes and a soft smile that i couldn’t help but beam back at.
“No problem sweetheart, it is the lil’ blue car that sits by the yard?”
“Eh, yeah” – I was confused, how did he know?
He laughed and gave me that cheeky smile again – “I see you every day going to into that office, you’re like a little speed demon if it’s after 8am”
“Hah, uh yeah, I’m supposed to start at eight but I’m usually late cos the boss has me pick up stuff for him in the mornings, always a queue at the shop and I’m no good at getting up in the mornings, bed’s too cosy, not like your garage here it’s freezing” OMG SHUT UP SHUT UP STOP RAMBLING!
He just kept smiling, oh, it was making my stomach do backflips…

“If you finish at five, I’ve got the van out there to sort, then I can do your car and have it back to you for five?
“Yeah, uh, that’d be great, thanks, OK see you at five then”
I turned and ducked out under the roller grinning, the promise of 5pm ringing in my ears.
A thunderous roar had me swiveling back round towards the garage.
There stood the mechanic, his right hand pushing the huge roller shutter door skywards, and his left outstretched towards me..
“Your keys” he soothed, “I might need them”.
“Oh of course haha silly me” and I thrust the single plastic fob into his hand, smiled quickly and strode off toward my office.
Whyyyyyy am I such an embarrassment?!!!
 

I sat down at my desk, but found myself completely unable to focus.
He must have been at least 50, his mop of grey hair and thick waistline gave the game away immediately.
Had to be at least 20 years age gap between us…
Why can’t I stop thinking about him.
He called me sweetheart, he had that beautiful smile.
He must think I’m some stupid little office junior in a stupid little car, he just laughed at me. But that laugh, it was not mocking in any way, he was just so sweet.
Oh get over yourself girl and get on with your work!
But I couldn’t. Impossible.

I typed the name of the garage into Google, and up came a page of results.
None to do with garages though. I typed in the town after the name and up popped a review, but just the garage name and phone number, no mention of his name, no website…urgh.
That beautiful face needed a name, I didn’t want our next encounter to be as awkward as our last.
I had to get it right, had to make him realise I wasn’t just a silly office girl despite my first impression.
Closing the page, and lifting a pile of receipts to be processed, I got back to my job, longing for 5pm.

And there it was, 4:49pm.
Making my way over to the garage, I noticed his company van was gone and the shutter down.
My heart sank. In front of the shutter sat my car. Where was he? Where were my keys?
I knocked on the shutter, in the hope he had closed it over to get some peace from the outside noise of the estate, but no strong hand came to lift the shutter.
“Macks away to the track, ye lookin’ for yer keys hen?”
A tall man in a hole-riddled jumper stood in the doorway of the unit next door, dangling my keys.
“Oh thank you, yes that’s my keys”
“He said to me you’d be here, told me to tell you you’re due an MOT and to come by Monday and he’ll do that too, alright”
“Yeah OK thanks for that, I’ll catch him on Monday then”

Ah, Monday you can’t come quick enough!
As I drove off, a smile crept over my face – he’s sat in this seat and I can smell the oily smell of his garage in my car.
Oh I’ve got it bad for him!

This was ridiculous.
I stood in front of my mirrored wardrobe and surveyed the discarded outfits, strewn across the floor, hanging off the back of chairs and doors.
Nothing would do, nothing was right.
If only I could turn up to the garage in my bra and pants as I stood now haha!
Wonder what “Macks” would have to say to that!
Turning side on, I thrust my breasts out and gave the mirror a dirty smile.

If I don’t get a move on, I’ll be late, again!

On the back of the door hung my favourite hot pink shirt. I slid it on with a tight-fitting pair of black trousers, brushed my hair and headed for the front door. This will have to do.

I pulled into the car park, heading for my normal space beside the yard, only to find Mack’s van already in my space and him grinning and waving at me. I smiled back and reversed the car into the space beside him.
“Wasn’t sure if Peter had told you on Friday, but your car here is due an MOT soon”
“Sorry meant to mention that, must have slipped my mind!”
“No worries, I checked it on the system, I can do the MOT this afternoon if you want”
“Oh yes please!”
He stepped out the van and shook my hand
“My name’s Mack, sorry I didn’t get a chance to chat on Friday, I had to get to the track”
I gave him a quick once over, trying to imagine him in bikers leathers..
“It’s fine yeah, I got the keys from that guy…erm…Peter…thanks, I hope you had a good time at the track?”
“Yeah sweetheart, all good fun, sorry I didn’t catch your name”
“I’m Amelia” and I pointed to my name badge tacked onto my shirt. God, my boobs look good in this shirt, glad I picked it!
“Pretty name Amelia. Give us your keys then and I’ll have it done for the end of the day”
I handed him my keys and watched him cross the yard, ah he makes those dirty blue overalls look so sexy!

At lunchtime, I couldn’t resist so I went over to the garage to “see how he was getting on”.
He was sitting on an upturned crate eating a sandwich, and beamed up at me as I approached, his rosy cheeks glowing in the afternoon sun.
“Hello sweetheart, come to check up on me?”
“Just, erm, to see how much I owed you? I’ve got some money back at the office but wasn’t sure if it’s enough?”
“Well your car’s up on the MOT ramp just now so unlikely you’ll be heading to the bank anytime soon in it! Don’t you worry yourself about money till I’ve got it through it’s MOT”
“Hope it’s not been too much trouble for you, I’m sure you’d rather be out on your bike than stuck here trying to deal with my car”
“Yeah bikes are much easier to deal with, and faster too. Plenty time for bikes later anyway, are you into your bikes?”
“Not really, I just have my car, that’s more than enough for me”
“Nah, you have to try a bike once in your life”

He leap up from the crate and through into his workshop, he emerged without his sandwich, but with two bikes helmets. Oh God, he wants me to have a go on a motorbike!
“I…I…don’t have a motorbike license, I can only drive a car” I stammered at him.
“No dear, just ride pillion with me, you don’t need a license for that”
He handed me a helmet and began to push out a Yahmaha from behind the MOT ramp.
“We can just go round the estate real quick, I’ll have you back for your lunch, don’t worry”.
He put his helmet on and straddled the bike in his overalls.
“Jump on then”.
I pulled the helmet on, slung my leg over the back seat and my black trousers slid over the leather with ease.
His hand grabbed each of my legs and put my feet on a rest-plate, then he took both my wrists in his hands and wrapped my arms firmly round his sides. The heat from his soft tummy radiated through his overalls into my hands and I could scarcely breath with the excitement and fear all mixed into one.

He flew out of the yard and down to the main road of the estate with me clinging on for dear life. I could hear his chuckles over the roar of the motorbike engine.
He was getting a kick out of this, the bugger!
I was holding on so tight, my breasts were pressed up against his back, surely he could feel that…
He took a sharp left turn and made his way up from the estate and towards the back fields.
I felt a bit more comfortable then as it was all straight roads up into the countryside from there so I took the opportunity to snuggle into his back, under the pretense of fear.
The greenery flew past in a blur and he looped at the top of the hill and made his way back down to the estate. He was right, it was exhilarating.
Back at the yard, he helped me off the bike and grabbed my arm when I realised my legs had turned to jelly.
“You’re shaking like a leaf there sweetheart, I’m not sure you really enjoyed that did you”
I pulled the helmet off, static loops of long blonde hair circling my head. He just laughed and smoothed my hair down.
“Here, sit down” he guided me down onto the upturned crate. His rosy cheeks were alight and that gentle smile was melting my heart.
“I liked the bike, I can see why you do too”
“Maybe I shouldn’t have took you out when you still have work to attend to”
Oh no! I looked at my watch, it was 15 minutes past my lunch.
“Sorry, sorry but I really need to go, I’m late back!”
“OK, take it easy and I’ll see you at 5”

At 5pm, I appeared in the yard and my car was still inside the garage.
“Alright there, nearly done, she passed with flying colours so no need to worry”
“Good stuff, how much do I owe you”
“About $150, we can sort that out after the test drive”
Test Drive? He better not be taking me back out on that bike again!
He reversed my car out in the yard and I realised he meant my car, duh!
I jumped in the passengers side and was shocked at how tiny he made the car seem.
All 6ft-odds of him seemed to take up the whole car and the steering wheel was like a toy in his hands.
“Not quite your company van is it?” I laughed.
He smiled over at me and we drove out of the estate, following the same country roads as earlier.
“I was going to bring you up here earlier” he said, “But you seemed a bit nervous on the bike, and you wouldn’t have seen this at midday anyway…”

He came over the crest of the hill and turned down a farm road through the trees and into a clearing.
Everything was bathed in an copper glow from the amazing sunset, the trees were glowing like they were on fire around us. He lumbered out of the car and round to my side, opening the door for me.
“You’re cute when you’re nervous, but I’d rather see you happy and with that smile on your face”.
His blue eyes pierced mine and I was speechless and blushing with the fury of the sunset before us.
“Oh, come on!” he grinned wickedly, “You think I didn’t notice those neat little trousers and that daring blouse?”.
He put his arm round my shoulder and pulled me in close to him as we walked out to the viewpoint together.
“I didn’t know this viewpoint even existed and I’ve lived here all my days” I exclaimed, as I took in the full view.
“I like coming up here on the bike after work, it’s good to have someone to share this with”.

Suddenly his hands were cupping my face and he planted the softest ever kiss on my lips, I almost wasn’t sure if it really had happened. I kissed him back harder, just to be sure and soon enough we were on the grass embankment, mouths entangled and me on top of him.
As I had him straddled, I felt a stirring in his groin against me and I ground down hard onto it and he gasped. He gathered me up in his arms and set me down beside him.
“Think that’s enough for now, we should probably head back down before it gets dark…”
I was about to protest in my desperation, but he silence my throbbing mouth with another kiss and led me by the hand back to the car.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/6hwpt4/a_crush_on_the_mechanic_mfagegapsoftcore

6 comments on “A crush on the mechanic [Mf][agegap][softcore]

  1. This was a nice story, i actually met my gf when i worked on cars, she had a cracked radiator and couldnt afford for the dealer to do it, so i offered to do it on the side, two years later we’re moving in together. Cars are great.

  2. Thank you very much for all your comments! I am feeling quite elated at recieving such a warm welcome!

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