Blown Out Tire

*BOOM!*

“Ah shit! Really? Now?!” Renee cursed quickly coming to a stop along a busy intersection. Knowing it was the front left tire based on the tilt of her car she quickly rolled down her window and leaned out to assess the damage. To find most of the rubber of her wheel totally missing.

“Why nowwwwww?” She whined while cupping her face in frustration, knowing what she was going to have to do. The spare tire in her trunk calling for her, and the everpresent traffic mocking her.

“It just had to be the side of the car facing traffic” she groaned before stepping out of her car, desperately holding her blouse down to cover her shapely bare rear and embarrassing undies on her crotch. Unfortunately giving many of the passersby the impression that she’s been driving around town completely bottomless.

Popping the trunk she had to take one hand away to lift the false bottom and get to the spare tire and the tools to replace it. Only the moment she did.

*Whoosh!*

Wind generated by the moving vehicles made the back of her blouse fly up. Exposing her peach shaped rear entirely.

*Honk Honk!*

“Damn it!” Renee squeaked hearing an appreciative horn. Bringing her hand back to push the back end of her blouse down before trying to reach down and pick up the tire. Only to feel the back of her blouse fly up again as she was bent over.

*Honk Honk!*

“I knowwwww!” Renee screamed back in frustration. Accepting she’d be unable to keep covered and get done replacing this tire she just powered through and continued.

Lifting the tire, rolling to the front of the car, grabbing the lug wrench and jack. All while the updraft of passing cars revealed her bubbly lily white cheeks. Appreciative and judgemental honks and comments flew by her.

“Damn nearly blinded me with all that junk in the trunk”

“Put some pants on BIMBO!”

“Girl has some CHEEKS”

Many sounded like incoherent noise as it flew by Renee. However it still kept her face flushed in embarrassment as she tried and failed to cover her large athletic glutes with her top, just to have to use her hands again and be right back to flashing the street a second later. All while unaware of the full impression she was giving.

All for it to get much worse with her needing to either get on her knees or squat down to place the jack, lift the car, take off her old busted tire, and place the spare. All while continuously baring her fantabulous ass.

“Ugh, well I’m already this far along” she said to try and push and comfort herself.