Ernie watched as Melba crossed the street. The way her hips swayed as she walked and the way she unconsciously flaunted her breasts was a sight to behold. Mentally undressing her, he was down to just her panties as she walked through the door of the gas service station.
Melba looked at him and smirked, knowing full well what he was thinking or at least to Ernie it seemed that way.
While he was daydreaming about fucking her, he dimly heard her voice say, “Is my car done?”