Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 12

I smiled widely, "That thought has crossed my mind a time or two." They shot each other looks of 'shock', then both giggled at the comment.

I walked back into the garage and realized the music playing in the garage had muffled the girl's voices from Danny's ears. I handed the swim trunks to him.

"Thanks. Is it okay if I bring 'em back tomorrow?"

"Sure, that works. Hey... who is the blonde I've seen lately in your back bedroom?"

"Oh, that's Becky, my step sister. She's from my stepdad's first marriage. She's going through a divorce so she's staying with us for a while. She's a fuckin nutcase. Mom's not too happy she's staying with us."

I got the impression Becky never said anything to Danny about what she saw the other night. I was somewhat relieved.

Danny headed out, "I gotta go, I'm already late. Thanks for the shorts!"

I heard the door to the garage open before Danny was even out of sight. Pam and Jodi walked down into the garage. Jodi looked around, "Did Danny leave?"

"You just missed him. I don't think he even knew you were here."

Jodi said "good" under her breath. I wondered what her version of their history was.

"We gotta go. We're going up to Missy's. We're really late now... thanks for the beer!"

I watched their asses as they walked down the driveway and up the street. Ron and Debbie's house looked quiet, but I wondered if Debbie saw the two girls in my garage... and if she had, if she noticed that Jodi had changed her top.

I went upstairs and grabbed another beer, and headed back to the garage.

......I have to admit I wouldn't be nearly so driven on restoring my car if not for the allure of girls stopping by Pam comes back

I played with the headlights for about half an hour when Pam walked up the driveway.

"Hi Jeff! Jodi is hanging out with Missy, but I got bored. Whatcha doin?" She was still wearing that short miniskirt and the button- down crop top. She walked straight back to the alcove where I was working.

"Well, hello Pam. It's nice to see you again. I was worried I was going to have to play with myself this afternoon."

Pam laughed at what sald and walked up closer to me. "It's so hot outside do you have another beer?"

"Here, I just opened it... but you have to promise not to tell anybody. I handed her my beer, and as she took a drink I reached out and unbuttoned the top button on her top. "There, that looks much better."

She just laughed and took another drink. "Anything else you want?"

I stepped back from her and slowly looked her up and down, "There's a few things that come to mind."

She laughed and tried to be coy, putting her hand over her cleavage like she was bashful. "Do you really like my outfit?" She put a hand on her hip and struck a flirty pose, leaning forward now so I could look down her blouse.

I laughed a little, "Yes, absolutely. You look really good in that. It accentuates your sexy figure."

push it a little. She's been flirting like mad

"Get rid of the bra and it would be perfect." I laughed a little and smiled widely to show I was just flirting.

Pam gasped, "Oh my Gosh!", then laughed and took another drink from her beer. She walked over and slapped the fender on the Chevy. "Does this thing even run? I bet you don't even have keys to start it!"

I wasn't sure where she was going with this sudden change in the topic, but then she walked up close to me and thrust her hand into the front pocket of my coveralls and felt all around. This shocked me, but I realized she wasn't looking for keys in there.

My dick was already a bit aroused, looking at Pam in her skimpy outfit, but it pumped up a bit more down my leg with this last interaction. I walked over to the front of the car and leaned my butt against the bumper. Pam was buzzing from the beer, and her hormones. She followed me over and stood at the front fender, and looked down at the bulge in my coveralls. "Can I use your bathroom?"

..... damn, I knew that was coming

I waved her in front of me, but she would have to squeeze by me. This time she moved much slower, rubbing her tits on me the whole way, my semi-hard cock rubbing against her tummy as she wiggled through the tight area, and the back of her hand rubbed against my dick as she passed. She walked up the stairs and went into the bathroom.

I checked my watch; 3:14pm. Denise wouldn't be home until about 4:40 or so. I walked to the front of the garage, looked around to see if anyone was watching, and pulled the garage door closed.

I went back to the alcove, reached down inside my coveralls, and pulled my boxers down below my dick. I moved back to the front of the car so Pam would have to squeeze past me again, but this time my cock was unrestrained under my coveralls.

Pam took longer than I expected to return from the bathroom, but when she walked into the garage my heart nearly stopped. She had taken off her bra... no question. Her thin top was not up to the task of hiding her large boobs. Her thick nipples were poking through the fabric, and she had further unbuttoned her top so there were now only two buttons holding things together.

My heart started racing watching her come down the stairs. She wasn't hiding anything from me; she was carrying her bra in her right hand. She stopped at the bottom stair and smiled at me, but her mouth was trembling like mad. She took a pretty big risk doing this, and she was obviously very nervous. She glanced out and noticed I had pulled the garage door closed, but said nothing.

I looked down at the bra in her right hand; "Wow! Thank you! I wasn't really expecting that. Stay there. I want to look at you," and I stepped over in front of her. Her breasts were very visible through the thin top, especially those huge nipples. Her plump boobs pressed together in the middle even without a bra.

They weren't shaped like her little sister's, but the two shared the same nipples. I could feel a drop of pre cum drip from the end of my cock.