When Stacy's car breaks down, a team of hunky mechanics comes to her rescue. She can't afford the repairs but the men are open to creative solutions. Will Stacy let them service more than her vehicle?
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His eyes swept her body, and Stacy tingled in response. She was well aware that her pencil skirt and tight sweater showed off her assets to good effect. The man seemed to appreciate them, his gaze lingering on the swell of her breasts and the curve of her hips. "I'm sure we can work something out," he said.
Right then, Stacy didn't care what he thought of her. After the day she'd had, a quickie with a hot man was far from the worst way to end it. "I'm sure we can," she said, smiling softly.
The man glanced left and right. The country road was deserted, and night had fallen, cloaking them in concealing darkness. Only the glow of his headlights offered any illumination.
"How about a little down payment?" he said. "We can work out the rest when we get to the garage."
Stacy licked her lips. What if someone came by? But the possibility of being caught only added to her excitement. "All right."