Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... somewhat amused voice.

Startled, Lee turned abruptly and slipped off the tire iron to come to a stumbling halt beside the flat tire. She reddened with embarrassment, and wiped a few stray strands of hair out of her face and back behind her ear.

“It’s these danged lug nuts. I think they must be welded in place.” Lee complained with some embarrassment in her voice.

“They can be pretty tight, but then they really should be, shouldn’t they? Mind if I give it a try?” Richard asked with a smile.

“Sure. If it weren’t for them being so stubborn, I’d have had this tire changed fifteen minutes ago.” Lee effused, as she wiped the back of her wrist across her cheek.

“I’m glad, in a way. I mean, if you had finished earlier, I’d not have had the chance to help.” Richard confessed, coloring a little in his face as well.

Lee smiled for the first time since she had walked through the doors of the diner to go home. She stepped back and motioned towards the tire with her hand as if to say “Be my guest.” Richard smiled and got down on one knee and retrieved the tire iron and affixed it to one of the lug nuts.

At first, he turned the iron in the wrong direction, as if he were trying to tighten the nut rather than break it free. There was a squeak of metal on metal, then Richard reversed the direction that he turned the nut and it made a cranking sound but it did indeed break free and start turning.

“Oh, thank goodness!” Lee praised with relief.

Richard repeated the ...

... same action on the other lug nuts and each one made a horrendous sound before breaking loose as well. With all the lug nuts loosened and removed. Richard jacked the car up a bit more and pulled the flat tire and wheel off the hub. Lee rolled the spare around to him and he lifted it up slightly to align it on the hub and the lugs. With the nuts hand tightened onto the lugs once more, Richard tightened them all until the squeaked in protest.

Standing up and wiping his hands on his jeans after removing the jack from the bumper, Richard was praised and thanked by Lee repeatedly. Richard put the flat tire and the tools back in the trunk for her as well.

“I don’t know how to thank you for all your help.” Lee told him after he had closed the trunk.

“You don’t have to thank me for anything. Anyone would have helped out.” Richard informed her humbly.

“I think not.” Lee responded but smiled all the same. “I’m on my way home to my baby, but the next time I’m here, coffee is on me, as much as you can drink.” Lee said with a smile.

“As long as you’ll have a cup with me, that’d be wonderful.” Richard replied earnestly, a slightly embarrassed but amused smile on his face and a hopeful twinkle in his eyes.

Lee smiled in return, but her eyes were still sad. A young widow was prone to that it would seem. Richard wished he could change that, to somehow take away that pain and replace it with happiness instead. Richard made his way on to the door of the diner as Lee backed out of ...