Car Trouble Pt. 03

"You fat bitch, you've fucking broke it. get up, for fuck sake, get up and fuck off. "

Jan's brain was still foggy from her orgasm but quickly focused and tried to get off the bed as Animal pulled at her fat leg trying to free his creation from under her.

"Do you know how long this took me to make? Your fat arse has proper fucked it. It'll take me all fucking night to fix this."

Jan didn't reply. She got to her feet, now painfully aware of how swollen and sore her pussy was and made for the door. Stepping outside she was hit by the cool night air blowing across her exposed body. Making her way around the garage she froze in fear. The garage was in darkness, everyone had locked up and left after they had finished with her, Jan's overcoat was still in the office!

Turning around and heading back for Animals den she frantically bagged the door. Animal answered

"What the fuck do you want, I'm fucking busy. Thanks to you."

"The garage is closed and my coat inside, I can't walk home looking like this." she said in a pleading tone.

"Not my fucking problem if everyone finds out you're a slut." Was the Animal reply shutting the door in Jan's face.

Jan made two more attempts to get Animal to answer the door but he ignored her plea by turning on some loud music.

Looking around the dump site that surrounded his caravan Jan managed to acquire a dirty looking hand towel, god knows what it had been used for but Jan was grateful for the limited cover it provided. There was nothing left to do but make the walk of shame back from the garage to her house Fortunately she kept a spare house key under the plant pots, but this was little solace to her current predicament.

It had just gone 10pm as she started her journey home. At this time of night there was little chance of her neighbours being up but you always had late night dog walkers and the odd taxi that she might have to face. Jan had decided to remove her broken high heels altogether as the clip clop of her heel might draw attention to her as she entered her quiet cul-de-sac. The rag was of little use, she could cover one tit or her swollen pussy. Jan cast it aside as desperation of her situation took hold and tears started to form in her eyes. Panic filled her body as she heard the quick pace of someone's footsteps heading in her direction. Unsure of what to do, she tried to hide her shame in the bushes in someone's front garden.

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Thanks for reading Part three and I hope you have enjoyed the story so far. I always appreciate any feedback and comments you have, be they good or bad. Part four is underway so hopefully you won't have long to wait.