Feet on the pedal

Bill's day starts spinning sideways fast. He's flat on his back under the car, hunting for a leak, when a silky foot brushes his bulge like it just found something worth playing with. He scoots out and meets a gorgeous blonde whose eyes say trouble in a hurry. She doesn't need convincing. He pulls those pretty feet to him, works them until he shoots, and her smile grows wider with every messy pulse.