A damsel in distress

"God this sucks" Cody complained under his breathe as he's once again out under the sun, walking begrudingly on the smouldering pavement to reach some bastard mall. He had all but finished the water he brough from that shady looking thrift store. What's worse of all, the Sex Cologne he forked $3.50 for didn't even attract any women, like at all, false advertising at it's finest. He heard the unmistakable sound of tyres screeching against granite as he quickly sticked his thumbs out, hoping to hitch a ride only for that car to whizz by him in a flash.

"Asshole" Cody cussed as he made his way up a small hill only to be surprised to find a cherry red SUV stuck at the side of a road, it's doors completely closed with a rather distressed women on the phone.

"I know you're working honey but the car's out of gas and I'm stuck baby" The women seems to be talking to her boyfriend, or maybe husband. Cody wasn't entirely sure as she looked somewhat young to tell. It didn't help that she was wearing thick, black sunglasses that covered half her face and parts of her brown hair. Cody noticed she was wearing a pair of sports shoes along with some nice gym leggings that really complimented her nicely shaped figure.

"Fine whatever then, I'll see you at home" The woman hung up her phone angrily before she noticed Cody approach her.

"Excuse me, do you think you can help-" The woman stopped herself mid-sentence as she took off her sunglasses.

"Mr Cunnigham?" The woman smiled at Cody as she offered a handshake, clearly she knew who Cody was but Cody had no clue who she was.

"Yes, do I know you?"

"It's me, Mrs Stone, you taught my daughter, Samantha in high school" Cody's neurons finally connect as he connected two and two together.

"Right, Mrs Stone, how could I forget, your daughter was a model student" Cody accepted her handshake as he offered her a sincere smile.

"Thank you Mr Cunnigham, and please call me Vanessa" Vanessa flashed a somewhat flirtatious smile at Cody who thought it was little weird, considering she's been married with some guy named Frank for 10 years.

"Of course, Cody is fine for me too, do you have a problem with your car"

"Yess.....I have a problem with my car, oh my goodness" Vanessa sticked out her hips exaggeratedly as she stared at her cherry red car.

"It's out of gas, I only drove it for 10 minutes before it ran dry, I told Frank to fill it up last night but of course he didn't" Vanessa huffed frustratedly, her hips cocking to the side, giving Cody a nice view of her plump ass.

"And when I call him to pick me up, he tells me he's at work and to deal with it myself, can you believe I married him?"

"No, I'm surprised someone like Frank was able to settle down with such a beautiful women" Cody teased as the wind started to pick up steam in the streets.

"Well, aren't you a tease Mr Cunnigham?" Vanessa laughed as she playfully pushed Cody's arm.

"Well, I try Vanessa"

"Say, is that Cologne you have on you" Vanessa snigged Cody's clothes as the wind grew stronger by the second.

"Umm.. yess" Cody answered, slightly uncomfortable as Vanessa has moved significantly closer to him, to the point where he could feel her breathe on his neck.

"Mhmm, that is cologne, it smells so g-gooood" Vanessa purrs as she continues to sniff Cody's clothes and then his pants, kneeling on her knees on the ground as she sniffs Cody's crotch.

"Ahhh Vanessa, what are you doing?" Cody was now seriously uncomfortable, he was standing out in the open with a married chick sniffing his crotch.

"Oh sorry, just taking in the smell is all" Vanessa smirked as she got back to her feet, walking away from Cody and towards her car. Cody on the other hand was freaking out, he was certain that Vanessa was about to unzip hs jeans and suck his dick if he didn't stop her. Cody didn't recall Vanessa being this 'needy' during parent teachers conference, could the cologne really have worked?

"There's a gas station a few minutes from here, I can try to push your car to it but no promises" Cody stammers, trying to recover from whatever the hell that was.

"Oh it's not my car, it's my husband's, he only loans it to me so I can go to my yoga classes" Vanessa smirks as she opens the driver's seat, pushing the stick in motion. Cody stood from the back of the SUV, planting his hands firmly on the car as he did his best to push the car. It moved a few inches and another before Cody had to take a break.

"I-I can't, it's too heavy" Cody is panting for air as he rests on the sidewalk.

"Come on Mr Cunnigham, don't give up now, you can do it" Vanessa tries to motivate him but to no avail.

"I'm sorry Vanessa, it's not like it's groceries, it's a car"

"Do you know why my husband only lets me use his car to go to yoga classes Mr Cunnigham?"

"What, no, why?" Cody asked, clearly too tired to actually care.

"Because he wants me to train these" Vanessa stands in front of Cody's head, slowly lowering her yoga pants to her thighs, revealing her firm, supple, delectable looking ass that's mere inches apart from Cody's lips. As if that wasn't enough, Vanessa playfully shakes her ass, planting her hands on her butt and spreading her ass fondly, showing off her two ripe holes.

"Push that car to the gas station and I'm all yours Mr Cunnigham"