The Garage



I was under the car on my little roll around, my hands covered with
grease, my face smeared in places.  I heard your voice, "Working  hard."

I rolled out the from under the car and looked up.  You stood beside the
car I was working on.  I looked up at you, your blond hair around your
face as you looked down at me.  I half got up.

"No, you work," you said dropping your car keys I manage to catch.
"It’s over there.  Fix it.  I humms."

"Sure," I say, glancing down at your lovely legs under the yellow
skirt.  "I’ll drive it out to you place tonight."

"It’s OK," you reply.  "I’ll be by tomorrow to drive it home.’  You turn
away and walk to the car waiting for you at the curb.  You open the back
door, sit on the back seat and draw your legs in the car, close the door
and the man behind the wheel drives you away.

**************

That afternoon, I checked your car.  Drove it around the block several
times.  No hum.  No sounds at all, but your scent filling the interior.

I changed the oil, gave her a lube, tuned her up, though she needed
little adjustment.  I changed the plugs and washed it too.

That evening, I dove it out to Long Beach, and parked it I your drive.
I went to the front door and almost touched the bell, but  thought
better of it and decided to walk home.  It would only be a hour or so.
I like walking.

I walked down the porch, got to the street and turned down the road.

About two block down the street  I  heard a voice, yours. "Hey, what are
you doing down  here?"  I turned quickly and there you were, in sweats,
jogging in place, your blond hair tied in a pony tail behind your head.

"I … ah … your car is in your drive."

"You didn’t  have to do that," you say breathing hard.  "Follow me."

You jogged off back to your house and I walked after you, a little
faster, but walking, seeing you open the door and disappear inside,
leaving the door slightly ajar.

I got to the door  a minute or two after you and entered, closing the
door behind me  hearing the lock click in place.  I look around the
lavish living room I never saw before and walk to through to the open
door at the back down the hall and hear the shower running.

I look into the open shower room and see your naked form behind the
glazed glass washing yourself.  I walk back to the living room and hear
the water stop running, the shower door opening, and your feet on the
floor.

I turn to see you standing at the small hall with a blue towel, around
you, your legs dripping on the wooden floor.

"Where is  your husband?"  I ask.

"I don’t care where he is."  You smile.  "Why should you?  Take a
shower.  There is fresh set of towels in the draw beside the sink."

You quickly disappear down the hall.  I go to the shower room, remove my
garage clothes and fumble around the shower room, figuring out how to
use the shower, what is shampoo and what rinse, slipping on the awkward
angle of the water streaming, dealing with the door.  When I finished
washing, I realized I had not taken the towels from the draw across the
room and would drip water all over the floor getting there.

I  opened the shower door and there you are holding long blue bath
towel.  You take my hand and help me step out the shower.  You stand in
front of me and throw the towel on my head giggling and dry off my hair
and head, pulling the towel off my head your rub the terry cloth down my
body, drying my skin.  Walking around me, you rub my back hard, dry down
my back side, and kneel behind me drying my legs.  I feel the towel drop
behind my ankles and your arms surround my legs, your cheeks resting at
the small of my back.  You hug me that way and raise one hand finding my
cock hard, standing up in the moist air.

Your hand circles my prick and you squeeze it lightly and the other hand
rises up and cups my balls, massages them as you lightly stroke my dick
making it harder if that were possible.  From behind me you hold your
head against my back side and rub my scrotum and run you fingers round
my cock, up and down.

You suddenly let go and holding my hips, you turn me round and kneeling
there in the brightly lit shower room you take my cock in your mouth,
your eyes closed and slowly suck me in and out between your lips.  Your
tongue lapping at my shaft, your lips hugging my hard prick, your hands
lovingly scratching under my balls.  In long slow drawing motions, you
continue to give me your head as a place to fuck.

You feel me ready to cum in your mouth, and slowly, very slowly, gently
you open your mouth very wide and let me out of your face, your tongue
lightly licking the underside of the head.

You look up toward me with eyes of a woman enthralled with clear
desire.  I lean down and take your shoulders in my hands and raise you
up an stand you in front of me.  Your terry robe tied at the waist, my
body naked I hold you close to me a minute and
you push me away.  You stand a short distance from me, undo the belt and
open your robe, your long naked body like a dream of a woman.  You hold
the lapels of the robe and wrap them around me and we hug, naked and
damp, under the glaring lights of the shower room wrapped in your robe,
your breasts against my chest, your legs against mine, my cock hard
against your stomach, your head in my hands, you with me.

***********

The sheets were cool when we first entered the bed.  But they soon
warmed, and felt hot against our skins.  Under the quilt, between the
sheets, in the soft confines of the bed clothes we made love.

I held you as we held each other in the shower room, now reclining in
bed.  I kissed your mouth, our tongues lapping at each other.  You had a
way of suddenly drawing your tongue and lips back that sent shiver down
my spine, to be followed my tingles as your softly brought your tongue
back to mine.

I kissed your lips softly and just under your lips at the concave beauty
just over your chin.  I pursed my lips and felt the soft skin of your
jaw line and nibbled down your neck. licking in soft touches the
delicate feel of the skin of your neck.  My teeth slightly biting the
collar bone, before I run my head down between your breasts, both hand
holding the sides pressing them against my cheeks.  I lick up each side
and suck your nipples in my mouth gently chewing on the puckered
aureole, the right then the left.

I work down your body, feeling the rise and fall of your stomach as you
breathe, till I find myself between  your legs, hold on your thighs with
both hands, pressing my mouth around your clit.  My mouth sucks your
clit in between my lips, pressing it while my tongue flicks around and
around the expanding knob of your pleasure center.

I feel your hands hold my head and press me down to your pussy as my
tongue finds the places deep in you, warm and wet. You respond with
moans and panting breath as I fuck your cunt with my tongue, feeling how
when my tongue presses a place in you, you buck and press my head down
on you, your legs hugging my neck and your entire body rocking in a
massive orgasm that renews my energy.

You fall back your hand limp at your side as your cunt cums against my
face, your entire body arched against the rooting of my tongue inside
yoou.  You scream as my tongue swirls in the inner folds of  your pussy,
till you buck away on your side, your legs held together.  I push you by
the hips on your back and spread  your knees with my knees.

Your breathing still deeply hard and filling your lungs with cool air
and the hot breath puffs out.  I place my hard cock head against your
pussy and press down deeply in a slow stroke that seems to rip up your
spine with delight.  You feel no ability to imagine how the quick thrust
of my cock in  your pussy seems to be rippling your pleasure centers
with frenzy.   Instant translation of the feeling hard cock in your wet
sensitive pussy sends you into convulsions of desire.  You grab my body
and press my entire frame against yours.  You thrust your hips at me as
your hair flies side to side, shaking your head in indescribable climax,
the back of your neck in pins and needles, your skin simply glowing in
my hands.

You feel you could go no higher when the flaming sensation of my hot
seed shooting in your body makes your arms spread out like wings, the
sensation of orgasm taking over your body, releasing all your sensations
into waves of screaming pleasure.  The moment seems never to pass,
waking delights in your arms, your hands clenching, your hips rocking
uncontrollably, till I fall on you completely spent.

My body on you, my cock twitching inside of you, you seem to feel the
thick discharge spread inside your cunt, slide through you inner spaces,
splay out till it penetrates the deepest core of  your waiting home.

************

The colors of the morning wake us embraced in bed, looking into the
yellow sky of love, feeling the morning glow that comes only after a
night of first loving making.  In a dance, of affection we bill and coo
the early hours away, touching and caressing and simply holding the
bodies now mutually owned, now a place we both know we can retreat to,
when we need loving.

¨ based on a music video starring Bruce Springsteen.  "I’m on Fire."