Slut Dee Part 1 - Sex Stories

Slut Dee Part 1

... see her distress etched across her face. There were tears running down her cheeks and her deep red lips were pursed holding back a sob that wanted to get out. I got out of my car to have a cigarette and walked well away from my car thinking about naked flames and oil. I walked over to the bins at the side of the road and lit my cigarette. The woman looked over at me and being shy I put my head down. The truth was she was a stunning blonde and way out of my league. She was slim all over and a lot taller than me her breasts were full and slightly on the large side for her frame. Suddenly my phone rang and the loud ringtone declared ‘’ I dont care what your name is your not putting that thing in my mouth’’ fumbling to answer it I noticed a smirk rise in her face. It was my recovery service asking where I had broken down what had happened and an estimated time of 45 mins as there trucks were out on other jobs. I finished the call and as I was putting the phone away I heard a voice say to me ‘’ Can I have a cigarette please?’’ It was the stunning blonde and she was talking to me!! I blurted out Yes and then fumbled about in my pockets eager to find my cigarette packet. I had left them in the passenger seat of the car and went over and returned and offered her one. She took it and I lit it for her. I watched as her deep red lips drew the smoke in and then blew it out of her mouth and nose her breasts rising in her tight white t shirt with each draw of smoke. I suddenly realised ...

... I was gazing at her tits and she was looking at me looking at her. She looked down at me and a smile crossed her face hurridly I blurted out ‘’ Car trouble?’’ She looked at my car and then said ‘’not as much as you I think’’ I laughed at the state of my car all covered in oil. She introduced herself as Dee and explained that her car had ran out of fuel . Unlike me she didnt have recovery and as she put it her arsehole of a partner had her bank card and money. I empathised with her situation and offered her a lift to a petrol station when my car and me were recovered. We chatted about other things and I found her easy to chat to. The recovery vehicle arrived and the mechanic put it on to the back of the truck. I asked him if he had any spare fuel to help Dee get on her way but he said that his last recovery had been a fuel shortage and he hadn’t had time to replenish the 5 ltr canister he normally carried. Dee looked dejected but I said I would help her out. We sat in the back of the recovery vehicle and drove to Dunfermline where my car was unloaded and I was given a hire car. I drove Dee to a petrol station bought her a fuel can and filled it with fuel for her. When I got back in the car Dee was on the phone to a friend and was arranging to have her c***dren picked up. I looked at the time and it was 3.30pm Her friend was asking if she was OK and she said yes a nice young man was helping her out and she should be home in the next hour or so. She chatted and repeated her ...