Check the air in the tires

"Honey, could you check if the air in the tires are equal?", asked aunt Jen, "your mom said its good, but I think we're a little uneven".

I had just finished stretching, and all the movement had revealed a pressure on my clit that was no doubt due to my panties. I told myself that I'd quickly check the tires and then follow Liz to the bathroom to adjust myself.

Walking over to the air hose a small distance from the car I could feel the panties rubbing against my clit and my buttcheeks with everything step, but between my lower lips, all I could feel was wetness. I realized that while I was asleep, my spread legs had allowed the rest of the panties to be swallowed by my lips.

Now that I was thinking about it, I could feel the wetness with every step at the knowledge that if I lifted the skirt, anybody would be looking at my bare lips. Somehow, I managed to get to the air hose and back to the car. When I made It back I quickly squatted with my legs almost completely closed and checked the air in the wheels on the left side of the car.

As I was finished there and ready to move to the right side of the car, my mom had returned with the change and the permission to use the gas pump. Of course, seeing me being helpful, my mom asked if when I was done with the tires I could do the gas too.

Thinking that I had made it so far, I agreed. Quickly checking the other two wheels and adding some air to the one at the back I stood up and moved to the pump.

While I entered the receipt number my mom got, an old pickup truck pulled into the spot before us. Out jumped an older man in a casual outfit of Plaid shirt and jeans. Turning back to my job I opened the gas tank and got the gas pumping.

Suddenly I heard, "Excuse me miss do you work here", it was the old man from the truck standing by the front of the car. Before I could tell him no, my aunt spoke up "Do you need some help sir?, this place is self serve but I'm sure my niece could help you".

I looked at her but I was completely ignored as she happily volunteered my service and told him as soon as he paid inside I would get the gas pumping for him AND help him get coolant into the engine. Sighing I just smiled while closing our own tank, thinking I would go to the bathroom quickly to take care of my panties problem while he was gone.

Stepping away from the car, my mom spoke up and asked where I was going. I told her I would just run to the bathroom before the old man came back. Mom quickly dashed that thought by saying it wouldn't take long and I could go after. Not wanting to argue I just let it lie. Standing between the two cars, I could feel the heat rolling off of them on my exposed pussy.

After a couple of minutes, the old man was back and so was Liz, seeing me standing there she asked what was going on and aunt Jen quickly told her I was being helpful again. Trying not to think of the last times I was helpful I accepted the receipt and started to pump gas for the pickup truck.

Now it was time to add the coolant which I only had a vague idea of what to do. Aunt Jen was really helpful with her advice to look for the blue drop of water. The old man got into the truck and popped the hood, and I went around to the front, peering at the engine, looking for the blue drop of water.

Of course, once I saw it at the back of the engine, I wondered how I would get to it.