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Bicycle Mechanic 2Tami held her handlebars and lifted her ass up on her seat. She was steadying the bike by holding the handlebars and pushing the pedal under her left foot backwards to keep the back tire from rolling. Her right leg was stretched to the ground as she stood on her tippy-toes. Her young leg muscles flexed and I yearned to massage them.A silence fell over us again as I put the adaptor on the value stem and the hiss of the air broke the quiet. Tami wiggled on the edge of the seat to balance herself and then pointed her left leg and knee outwardly, exposing the inside of her thigh to me. I held the tire at the top and could feel it stiffen. Something else stiffened as I thought how fun it would be to explore her little nubile body. Her front tire was probably about 25 PSI short so it took a couple seconds to get the tire to fill up. I cursed myself for having such an efficient compressor. I wished I had an old foot pump so I could have more time leering."Your tires probably just lost air from non-use," I told her. I looked up at Tami standing over me and she smiled. I figured she couldn't care less about her bike except that it worked when she rode it. I smiled and changed my tone, "If you ever need to fill up your tires, you now know where to come.""Yes, I do," Tami said and I think felt self-conscious as she looked around the garage again. Her eyes caught the panties on the floor again and the box above it. She smiled and looked elsewhere."You got a lot of stuff," she replied as she looked back at me."Yeah," I said and added, as I glanced around the garage, "A lot of junk I need to go through and throw out.""Aw," she said, as she looked around the garage again. "It looks like great stuff," she tried to make conversation but I think she wasn't sure where to go with it. I had a feeling the panties and our proximity to each other was affecting her thought process. My eyes eyed her little mound faintly covered by her shorts and panties and I was the next one to lose focus or better yet become too focused.The front tire was full so I capped it and I stood up to move to the back tire. I could feel Tami's eyes on me and was wondering what she was thinking. My cock was hard in my shorts and I was having a hard time thinking of anything other than her hot little body and how fun it would be to explore it. I pulled on my hose and it swung in behind me as I moved around her. Because of the boxes in the garage, I had to swing close to her again. I could smell her perfume and womanly scent as I slide by her and purposely and playfully rubbed up against her arm and side as I fumbled to get by. Her body was warm and soft to the touch and I apologized for bumping into her."Sorry about that, Tam," I said as I got around her. Tami giggled as she steadied herself and looked back over her shoulder at me. Kneeling down, I began uncapping the value cover for her back tire. I looked up and caught her smiling at me and I winked back. "So how's your mom?" I asked making idle chit-chat as I filled her tire and enjoyed the view of her backside and pretty face."Oh she's fine," Tami said, and frowned a little. She looked around the garage as if she didn't want to talk about it. I shrugged it off as a girl not seeing eye-to-eye with her mom right now. The back tire filled up fast and capped it off and stood up. I began wrapping up the cord and flippantly said, "Now let's check your seat." I smiled at her and I could tell she wasn't smiling anymore."What's wrong, Tami?" I asked as I looked into her eyes. She frown/smiled and looked sheepishly at the ground.'Okay, I won't charge you a gazillion dollars, make it half a gazillion bucks," I tried to make light conversation as she seemed suddenly down. I put the hose and gauge away as she tried to talk. I picked up my wrench for her seat and listened carefully.Tami stammered out something almost audible and laughed at her sudden emotional turn. "What?" I asked and put my hand on her soft shoulder. Using my other hand, I tilted up her soft chin and looked into her eyes. "Did I say something wrong?" I asked and looked into her warm, sad eyes. Tami's eyes diverted mine until she had to look at me. "It's my mom's new boyfriend," she blurted out.I shrugged my shoulders at her, wanting more information."Well," she paused searching for the right words. I smiled at her, trying to convey she was safe to tell me anything. "Well, he looks at me funny," she stammered. Her eyes diverted mine and she looked me up and down. I was glad my hard-on had softened and we were in a dark place of the garage so she couldn't see it stretching my shorts outwardly.My silence was her cue to continue and she did slowly and agonizingly. Seems her mom's new boyfriend has been ogling her with his eyes. Having tapped her delicious looking mom, he obviously was trying to complete the mom-daughter package. I inquired what the 'cretin' had been doing and she spilled the beans. As she talked it became apparent his sexual harassment didn't stop at his eyes. She told me that at first he just seemed to like to watch her walk around the house. She could feel his eyes on her as she passed him and she caught him stealing glances at her when her mom wasn't around and than even when mom was there. She once was 'weirded out', when her mom and him were playfully making out on the couch, he looked over at her and winked. I asked if her mom was aware and whether she had told her mom. She said she didn't think she was aware and didn't want to as it might break her mom's heart. I asked her for more details and she sat back on her loose bike seat and continued."He likes to walk around the house like he owns the place and he usually doesn't wear much of anything, maybe a pair of shorts or a boxers," she stated and smiled at the thought. She wiggled a little on her seat and went on, "He likes to take a shower and then walk around bitlis rus escort (http://www.viprussianescort.com/kategori/bitlis-rus-escort/) the house in just the towel."I smiled at her and his blatant attempts to tease