Restless Pt. 2
JD
She pulled the Mazda out, gathered her bucket, a sponge and the hose.
She had just finished wetting the car down when she heard the rumble of
tires on the road. As she turned to look, the loud screech of big tires
made her jerk around even faster. The truck was big and black and very
shiny - one she had not seen at her house before. In the twilight she
could make out the figures of two guys inside, but she couldn’t tell who
they were. The dark window rolled down to reveal a rather cute looking
young face. “Hey! Is Tommy home?”
“No. Sorry guys. You just missed him.”
It was getting dark fast. They were talking to each other but she
couldn’t see what they were saying. Then she heard them laugh raucously,
almost as if they were a little drunk. She turned the hose back on the
car. I’ll just ignore them.
A moment later she heard the truck door open. They were walking down the
driveway. “Say. Could you, like, use some help washing the car? We don’t
have nothing else to do. Might keep us out of trouble!” he grinned. She
recognized them as guys from Tommy’s high school. Had they been on the
wrestling team?
“No thanks guys, I don’t think so, but thanks for asking”.
“Aw, it’s no trouble. Here, we’ll have this done in no time.” The other
boy playfully shoved him and he almost fell over. They WERE a little
drunk! They both laughed a little too loud again as the blond one picked
up the bucket. The dark haired one reach to take the hose from her. As
he did she noticed him flick his eyes down her body. He was still
grinning as he pointed the hose at the car.
“From the truck we thought you must be Tommy’s sister at first. You sure
don’t look like someone’s mom!” he said rather sheepishly.
“Tommy is lucky to have a mom who’s a real fox like you!” the other
chimed in. He was a little too tipsy to be fully embarrassed. He
continued “Shit! My mom weighs about three hundred pounds..”
“At least!” his friend chided. They both laughed hysterically.
The cutest one was wearing jeans, of course. Tight ones and his legs
looked long and lean in them. He had a sweatshirt with the arms torn off
at his broad shoulders the revealed hard biceps. The unraveling armhole
went halfway down his torso leaving the side of his chest very bare. As
his arm moved she could see a glimpse of his dark nipple even in the
fading light. He bent over to spray a tire and she couldn’t help but
glance at his muscular round behind wrapped so tightly in the faded
denim.
“I must be crazy!” she thought to herself. “This is dumb! But my Jamesy
is always saying how I should enjoy things like this...the way people
look at me”. She had to admit that it did make her feel pretty damn
good. She realized that the boys were looking at her and flirting with
her because they found her to be attractive. Sexy. They didn’t think of
her as “some old lady”, but more like one of them. It wasn’t just her
firm, teenage looking body, but her little-girl-like smile that was
always present in addition to the mischievous twinkle in her sparkling
blue eyes that gave her that special youthish quality. A quality that
was VERY attractive. A quality she used to ignore, at least to the point
of how it affected others. Like these young men. But that had changed,
too. She had become very aware of her own sensuality and the spell she
so easily cast on everyone from family members to complete strangers. It
was here in her driveway right now. She could just feel it - that sense
of sexual tension in the air. The boys were talking and laughing loudly
as they wet the car.
“They’re ARE thinking how sexy you look, Muff”. She heard it as plain
as day. She turned, half expecting to see her Jim grinning at her. “You
DO look awfully hot, you know, baby. God you are SO damned sexy!” His
voice echoed in her mind.
“Oh James!” Marsha smiled, took a deep breath and got a dry towel out
of the garage.
She saw them both look up at her as she walked back. They were watching
her walk and not doing a very good job of hiding it. She became very
conscious of her breasts moving beneath her shirt. “Yes Muff. Be proud
of those hot tits.” Without even thinking she felt her chest rise as
her back arched ever so slightly. She felt her breasts bounce saucily
against the tightened cotton of her T-shirt as she walked towards them.
They had stopped laughing and started staring. She could feel the
warmness start to spread inside her at the attention she was getting.
“God, you are such a tease, Muff!”. Hearing her Jamesy say that made
her smile and feel even more so.
“So are you guys going to work or just stand there?” she smiled as she
began to towel the grill. They laughed too loud again but began to make
some kind of attempt at car washing movements.
She could hear her Jim laughing playfully at her, too. She could see
that evil grin so well. “James, what are you doing you silly man! You’re
driving me crazy! I know what you’re thinking you evil thing! You LOVE
to imagine that they’re thinking things about me, don’t you? ” She
moved around to the drivers door as she reached up to the roof.
“They ARE thinking things about you silly woman! They can’t help it. It
would be impossible not to. You look so sexy in those tiny little shorts
with those slots that go right up the side. Bare underneath all the way
to your waist. And those little thong panties that accentuate your
already round little ass. And those big shapely tits of yours are
driving them nuts! Take a glance at the mirror on the door if you don’t
believe me”. Marsha’s eyes found it immediately. To her amazement both
of them had snuck our from behind the car slightly, just enough to
watch her hips move as she circled the towel around on the roof. Her ass
was moving back and forth rhythmically and they were taking in every
beat. She heard Jim chuckled in her ear, “See baby. I’ve always told you
how cock hardening you are. Even if they are young hot cocks like
those”.