Car broke down

I was relieved to see that the driver of the car was clean cut and handsome; sandy blond hair, a neatly pressed denim shirt, and a great big smile.

“Yeah, my car over-heated. I had the damned AC turned all the way up,” I shrugged and wiped the sweat that had been forming off of my brow.

“It sure is a hot one!” he chided.

A warm breeze ran across my body, barely cooling me off as the sweat evaporated. It was unbelievably hot outside, and even a warm breeze was welcome.

Almost blinded by the afternoon sun I squinted my eyes and smiled, “Yeah, I’m burning up out here.”

“Well hop in. Let’s get you to a phone.” he said.

“Well, I’m not really sure” I replied, “It might cool off, you know.”

“I doubt it, the temp’s not falling. You could be here for a while.” he looked at me as he said this and I crossed my arms over my breasts. I wasn’t wearing a bra and I could feel my nipples tickled by the summer breeze, arching up and pushing out against my tank top.

“Do you live around here?” I asked. There certainly wasn’t much around. I had passed the only gas station in sight twenty minutes ago.