Tammy always hated this last eighty-five-mile leg of her 300-mile trip home from her visit with her parents. A long road with few signs of life for miles. Not a good place to be for a lady traveling alone, but better than going sixty miles out of the way to get to the interstate. Just as this was going through her mind, her concerns came true. The wheel began pulling to the right and she knew a tire was going down. 'Not a big deal,' she thought, pulling safely to the shoulder of the road. She would call her road service and settle in for what would probably be a long wait. "Oh hell, no fucking signal," she said out loud. She had never changed a tire before but she had seen her husband do it a couple of times. After her husband died in a car crash two years ago, she took karate to occupy her mind and keep her body fit, so she was confident she could change a tire. She could handle herself if she had to but she laid out her .38 just in case and set to work at the task at hand.
A couple of cars passed and slowed down but didn't stop. A biker passed and slowed down. Tammy realized he had stopped and was turning around. 'Uh oh,' she thought, her senses on high alert.
"Don't be alarmed," he said, as he pulled up behind her. "I just want to make sure you're okay."
"I'm okay, thanks," she replied as she tugged on the spare tire.
"Please, let me help," he said reaching around her and effortlessly pulling the spare from the trunk. Twenty minutes later, the spare was on and the flat, jack, and lug wrench back in the trunk. Tammy had gotten some cash out and offered it to him.
"Oh no," he said. "I'm not taking anything. People need to help when they can."
"You are so kind. At least, let me treat you to lunch."
"Now that I can do, I'm starving!" he replied.
"There's a station with a diner where I stop sometimes about fifteen miles ahead. Why don't you follow me and we can stop there."
On the way, Tammy had time to reflect over the last hour. God, she didn't even know his name! She did know he was black, extremely nice, good-looking with muscular arms and a small waist.
"By the way, I'm Joe. Joe Wiggins," he said as they sat down at a table.
"I'm Tamatha Watson. Nice to meet you, Joe," she said giggling.
Just in the time it took to order and eat lunch, Tammy learned that Joe was single, had lost his job as an A/C technician, had sold everything he owned, and was on his way to the big city to look for work.
"Oh that reminds me, I have to call someone to look at my A/C. It quit working as I was leaving to go visit my parents," Tammy said.
"I could stop by and look at it. I've got no place I have to be," Joe said
"Oh no!' Tammy exclaimed. "You've been too kind to me already."
"I was planning on stopping early anyway."
On the few miles left, Tammy was glad she didn't talk him out of it. She was actually feeling an attraction toward this man. Within the space of about fifteen minutes, after they got home, Joe had removed the panel on the condensing unit, discovered a lizard had gotten into the contactor, cleaned lt up, put it back together, and had it running.
"Oh, you wonderful, wonderful man. Now, what do you know about refrigerators? It seems mine is not cooling right."
Joe pulled it out so he could get around to take the back off. He asked Tammy if she had a vacuum cleaner. In another twenty minutes, he had cleaned the dust from around the coils, put the back on, pushed it back in place, and had it cooling again.
"Oh my god!" Tammy exclaimed. "How can I ever repay you?" she asked.
"You can repay me by showing me the way to the nearest low-budget motel. I'm ready for a shower."
"I can do better that." She led him upstairs where there were two empty bedrooms and a bath. "Get your things and take your pick. You're staying here tonight."
"Yes ma'am," was all he could say as he headed for his bike to get his things.
Tammy was ready for her shower too after the long drive and her ordeal on the road. She felt like she was getting ready for a date. She checked out herself in the full-length mirror. The karate workouts and exercise had paid off. Her 34D tits stood high and firm with the muscle support. Her small waist and flaring hips along with a super nice ass were getting second glances from men and some women. She was thinking about what to wear while in the shower. She decided on her white short shorts to accent her legs and ass with a nice fitting top that left no doubt about what she had 'upstairs'.