SOS Mercedes Benz  pt 2

Carla
“The car sent out the SOS emergency call because it thinks the air bags have been deployed.
Looking under the hood I can see whoever drove this before you were messing with wires they shouldn’t have. In short, you need to call someone to come and pick you up, because the car will be coming with me.”
He looks as if he wants to yell or punch something or both.
“Is there another car at the shop? I have a long way to go and I can drop it off at the other dealer when I get there.”
I looked at him and considered saying no because I was in a bad mood but that was not me.
“Yes, you will have to sit with me in the truck. I cannot let you sit in the car while I tow it back.”
“Who else is coming? You cannot possibly be considering---”  
I stopped him before he put his foot in his handsome mouth. Yeah, I thought it. The man is attractive.
“Sir, go sit in the car and we will be on our way as soon as I hook the tow up.”
He gave me a look, and decided he was not going to fight this.
 
Aksel
“She is going to hook the car up to the tow in that outfit?” I will not argue my time is too precious to argue with an irrational, hot-as-hell mechanic who looks like she is ready for a get-together instead of a tow.
 
I sat in the passenger side of the car, and watched her through the side mirror as she expertly went to her task.
She was strong. Her arms had a little muscle to them, and her legs looked like thick pipes that could squeeze the life out of my hips.
I need to stop looking. I keep looking my cock is going to be fully awake and I need to stay mad. Not horny.
I took out my cell phone and called my brother to let him know that I would be at the designated place a couple of hours late due to the car breaking down. Being who he is he did not accept that explanation and told me to get there as soon as possible and he will contact them to let them know I'm on my way.
Twenty minutes later the attractive mechanic opened the driver's side door and sat beside me. I looked at her and noticed a little stain on her dress right above the left breast that was shining due to perspiration.
I looked forward before I said one word.
“How long will it take for us to get to the dealership so I can get a new car? I need to be on the road as soon as possible.”
She turned to me and looked and before she even opened her mouth it looked like something else caught her attention. Instead of answering me, she turned on the radio.
{There is a class 4 tornado on row east if you are on the highway we suggest that you find shelter. Do not go under the 284 bridge it is under construction and will harm you more than protect you. Advise again please find shelter.}
“Well, Sir we are going to hall ass to the dealership and get out of this tornado's way.”
I turned to my right and saw what she was looking at. The tornado was just forming, and it had not touched the ground. By the looks of it, we had exactly 5 minutes ticket out of the way.
She started the truck and without even giving me a heads up she put her foot on the gas and we were out of there. She drove that truck as if it was in a race. I never could imagine that a tow truck could move so fast while it is towing a car behind.
“I don't think we're gonna make it.” I said
She took a deep breath gave me a quick look and said, “I know we're not gonna, make it but I had to tell you some kind of bullshit to keep you calm. I think if I remember correctly. There is a house, a little off the highway that I passed. These houses are equipped with basements, that we can find shelter in.”
There is definitely something wrong with me. There is a part of me that I wants to rip into her for lying to me the way she did. But there is something oddly seductive about how she is in complete control.
She turned off the highway into a dirt path to a house that seemed like it was for sale. She stopped right in front of it turned off the engine and opened her side of the truck. I followed right behind not waiting to see anything happen.
We went inside the house and it was staged for selling. You can tell no one is living here. She ran through the house near to the kitchen, and she opened the door. As if she knew the house by heart.
She turned to me and waved for me to go downstairs. Once we were downstairs and the lights were automatically on she moved to the corner of the basement.
“How did you know this house had a basement?” I asked her.
“All these houses have basements. If you haven't noticed a lot of the houses don't have an attic. It's either one or the other and since this is on the path of tornadoes it would be wise to have a basement.” She said as she sat in the corner looking a bit defeated.
I went over to her and sat next to her because I didn't know what to do. We don't have tornadoes where we grew up so I have to just go by what she says.
“Have you been in a tornado before?” I asked.
This time she spoke to me without so much venom in her voice.
“The last tornado while I was in I lost my sister. So yeah I've been in one of these.”
I looked at her without knowing what to say. I am living through this tornado, so I need to liven up the mood just a bit.
“Well you know I did say this one thing that I plan to do if I knew I was going to die.”
She looked at me with a question on her face.
“We are not going to die. But byl look at this house we may get hurt a bit, but we won't die.”
I looked at her and said, “Do you know that for sure?”
“Of course, I don't know that for sure.” She said with that fire that seems to be triggering my libido.
“Well, I have promised myself if I knew I was going to die I was going to go, doing the one thing that brings me so much pleasure.”
She looked at me like I had two heads and maybe I was out of my mind but it would kill the time and take our minds off of this.
“Be my guest. If you want to just go over there and you know pull it out.  Take care of yourself.”
Before I could even open my mouth we heard a crash and a boom upstairs. She jumped up and hugged me. I can feel her heart beating through her chest from her fear.
“My offer still stands,” I whispered.