A passionate fight

"Oh my God," Brandon whispered. Mackenzie Fairbairn, the hottest woman he had ever met, was laying on top of him completely naked. Her smoking hot body was pressed against his. He felt her smooth thighs rubbing against his, her massive rack weighing on his chest, and even her breath in his face. His brain flooded with dopamine and his limbs trembled. At this rate the mechanic thought he might actually end up having a cartoonish anime nosebleed. Meanwhile, still a little out of it, Mackenzie turned her head and saw Brandon's blushing face and dumbfounded expression. She blinked her mind slowly putting the pieces together before screaming. The redhead quickly sat up pulling her breasts off the man's chest. They bounced around freely for Brandon to happily observe. However, Mackenzie may have stood up a little too fast and she ended up inadvertently slamming her head into the roof of the jeep. The impact was hard and caused her to fall back down onto Brandon again with a dull slap.

"Wow," was all Brandon could think to say as Mackenzie's boobs flattened back onto his chest and a dumb smile slowly grew on his face. Truly this was a great day! He was brought back to reality by when he heard the sound of soft sobbing of Mackenzie. She was crying into his chest.

"Mackenzie?" Brandon asked concerned. "Are you okKKKAYYY!"

Brandon suddenly screamed out in pain. While weeping Mackenzie had grabbed onto Brandon's nipples and violently twisted them. Brandon's body congealed in reaction to the intense pain hitting such a sensitive area.

"You jerk," Mackenzie spat her face twisted in anger as tears flowed down her face. "You did this. You planned all this from the start, didn't you? You horny bastard!"

"Gah! MaCKenzzzzie, pleeease! Aah, Stop." Brandon yelled barely able to think over the pain. He needed to stop her by any means necessary. So, Brandon reached down, grabbed Mackenzie's breasts, and twisted her nipples in response.

"Yaaaah!" Mackenzie screamed in a higher and somewhat more erotic tone then Brandon. Surprised, the redhead released her rival and pulled away from him arching herself backwards in the process. This gave Brandon an opportunity to turn the tables by wrapping his legs around her thighs and flipping her over. Now on top of her Brandon attempted to pin Mackenzie to the seat but the furious woman struggled wildly.

"Let me go asshole." she yelled.

"Not until you calm down." Brandon demanded moving his hands from her chest to her wrists. "This is crazy. Do you really think I orchestrated all this just to get us naked together. Come on!"

"Oh, don't play dumb." Mackenzie glared. "Did you actually think I'd be stupid enough to NOT notice you broke your zipper before handing me your jumpsuit. Zippers don't just brake out of nowhere. Did you think I would assume it was my own fault you dumbass!?"

Brandon stayed silent but the truth was written all over his quickly paling face.

"You Dick!" Mackenzie roared before kneeing Brandon right in the balls. He squealed in pain, far louder than he did the first time and Mackenzie escape his grip and reclaimed her position on top. She then gleefully began distributing payback by pelting him with blows from her fists.

"How you enjoyed ogling my naked body because it's the last thing you'll ever see!"

"Ah, Ow, Ouch, Mackenzie! No, gah." Brandon pleaded as he desperately tried to shield his face from Mackenzie's righteous anger. As the blows hit him Brandon couldn't muster the energy to counterattack fully accepting this was his own fault.

"I'M SORRY OK!!!" Brandon yelled, prompting the redhead to cease her ****. "I admit it ok I took it too far. I just, I'm sorry."

Feeling fully defeated Brandon pulled his arms away from his face and closing his eyes. Ready to take her next blow head on. However, her next shot didn't come in the form of fists.

"Why'd you, do it?" Mackenzie asked cupping her breasts with her hands.

Brandon said nothing for a minute before sighing deeply and giving an honest answer. "I wanted to see you naked."

"Of course, that's why," Mackenzie replied, monotone. "You goddamn pervert."

"Alright I admit it," he said throwing his arms in the air. "I'm a giant sex-obsessed pervert. But I've just got to say. It's all your fault."

"My fault!?"

"Yeah, I wasn't always like this. It was only after you got a job at my uncles shop with me and started strutting around in that tight ass jumpsuit of yours that I became like this."

"Hey, we've been over this. It was YOUR cheapskate uncle who ordered me a suit one size too small and couldn't be bothered to exchange it."

"Well either way that thing was practically painted on! Except, of course, for in the chest which you always left half open showing off your chest without a shirt of bra to be seen."

"It was hot in that little uniform! I-I couldn't even slide into it unless I was completely nak- IT DOESN'T MATTER! I never gave you permission to look."

"Oh, you didn't even notice. You're a great mechanic but you get so engrossed in your work you become completely oblivious to the world around you. I can name three times off hand where you pressed your chest against my arm or back while we were working on an engine. How's a guy supposed to keep his head straight when the sexiest woman, he's ever met is standing next to him dressed like that."

Mackenzie couldn't believe the excuses Brandon was trying to feed her. Did he really think this made him sound any better. Although she had to admit hearing him call her the sexiest woman he'd ever met did make her feel a bit happy.

"That still doesn't change what a creep you are." Mackenzie pouted.

"Well takes one to know one." Brandon rolled his eyes.

"Excuse me!"

"Ha now who's playing dumb." Brandon said, his shit eating grin returning. "You think I didn't notice you checking me out when I was trying to drive away or when I was searching the back seat. Admit it you've been checking me out for as long as I've been checking you out. Heck when I first came out in my loincloth it looked like your jaw was about to hit the floor."

"What... No... I..."

"Peeervert," Brandon joyfully sang.

"Well so what!" Mackenzie snapped back, lowering her head till their faces were inches apart. "You toyed with me all day. Smiling like a jackass as my tattered jumpsuit fell apart. I have every right to stare at your tanned and toned bod as payback. Got a problem with that!"

The mechanics stared into each other's eyes. Mackenzie scowled while Brandon smirked.

"You know you're real cute when you're angry." Brandon said slowly moving his hands onto Mackenzie's hips.

"You're a jackass you know that?" She replied but not stopping him.

"Ah but you love it."

"As it turns out," Mackenzie said wrapping her arms around his neck. "I do."

The mechanics kissed passionately giving in to their desires as the windows began to fog up from the rain.