Forbidden Places: The Mechanic

By Vanessa Salt

"They are both naked. In the service pit underneath the Mercedes. Sebastian kisses Stella's neck while she works on fixing the brakes. Stella works as if in a trance. The memory of his hard cock in her mouth is mixing with fantasies about how it's going to feel inside her. In her pussy. She has never felt this aroused."One late summer evening, when the mechanic Stella is about to close the workshop, the well-dressed Sebastian, with intense blue eyes, drives up in a Mercedes-Benz W109. He insists that she fix his bad brakes. She refuses over and over, but he insists. At the same time, she can't help drowning in those eyes, and she feels him swallowing her with his gaze. Eventually she agrees to help him, on one condition. A hard condition...-

• Language: English
• Publisher: LUST
• Release date: Dec 5, 2019
• ISBN: 9788726304916

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Vanessa Salt

Forbidden Places: The Mechanic

Translated By: Martin Reib Petersen

Lust

Forbidden Places: The Mechanic

Original title

Martin Reib Petersen

Translated by

Förbjudna platser: Mekanikern

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Stella wipes the oil off her hands with the rag. She runs her hand over her sweaty forehead and notices at once that she wasn’t thorough enough with the rag. She shrugs as she stands there in the service pit underneath a Volvo Amazon. A two-door P120E from 1961. She’s in control.

Stella, time to go home for the weekend! Gustav almost yells at her. All she can see of him is his work boots and a bit of his worn overalls which had been green a long time ago. It’s seven in the evening, it’s Friday, it’s almost the middle of the summer, and the birds are singing outside.

There aren’t any birds around here... Stella raises the old Amazon half a meter with the lift. She rests her elbows on the edge of the pit and squints up at Gustav. Her boss. In the bright fluorescent light, all she can see is a rotund silhouette. No one knows how long ago it was that he was supposed to retire.

Funny, he replies slowly. He bends slightly and observes her. "I meant that metaphorically, in case you didn’t understand it. But when it’s you, one never knows.