Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 40

I received a call from my doctor's office that all tests were negative, to my great relief. I had gotten pretty wrapped up in the fear that I might have passed something on to Lisa (and Denise, and Rick). A great weight was lifted off of me and I suddenly felt free. I felt clean and free... free to fuck again?

It was a busy Tuesday at work when I got a call from Denise. She never calls me at the office so I expected bad news. "I just got a call from David. Grandma Nancy passed away last night."

Grandma Nancy was Denise's grandmother on her mother's side, and her health had been deteriorating for the past year. She lived in Ohio; I had never made the trip to visit her family there.

"I already booked a flight out there Friday morning. Can you take me to the airport?"

Denise would be flying home Tuesday, after the services. I would have the weekend to myself, and then some, since that Monday was a holiday. I had promised myself would try to keep my dick in my pants, but my mind immediately started imagining what could happen.

I took Friday off so I could take Denise to the airport in the morning, and play with my car in the afternoon. It was a beautiful day, and I decided to wash my car after I got back from dropping off Denise. I changed into shorts and a T-shirt and headed outside. I couldn't help but think of the waif as I unrolled the hose... the abusive sex I forced on her frail little body. I thought it was fortunate she was no longer living next door. I don't think I could stop from fucking her again, and sooner or later it would land me in major trouble.

A U-Haul van pulled up to the waif's house and a young couple got out. They waved at me and started unloading their stuff and carrying it into the house. The guy was kinda scruffy, but really friendly. It looked to me like he was playing above his league with the girl though. She was pretty young and very cute, with short dark brown hair and a nice figure. She smiled and looked over frequently as they made their trips carrying stuff into the house, but only when the guy wasn't looking.

I offered my help when they were struggling with a large dresser, "Hi! You must be our new neighbors. I'm Jeff... can give you a hand with that?"

"Jeff? That would be great. I'm Tommy, and this is my girlfriend Gail. You live in the duplex?"

We made small talk as I helped haul the dresser inside the house. The place had been cleaned up by the landlord but there were still some things left behind, like the table where i ass-fucked the waif. The brunette, Gail, carried in the dresser drawers and I noticed she left her underwear drawer out for me to see. She looked at me often as she installed the other drawers, and I purposely stared at her underwear drawer until she smiled. Tommy didn't seem to notice.

I let myself out the door, "Welcome to the neighborhood! Give me a yell if you guys ever need anything!" They thanked me again and werit back to moving their stuff in.

....................Car Wash...................

I went back to washing my car, and spent the rest of the afternoon detailing it inside and out. I saw Debbie pull up before I was done, obviously just getting home from work. She was wearing a conservative office suit and skirt... looking very professional. She waved at me and ran up her front stairs. It wasn't long before she came back out, having changed out of her conservative attire. She was donning one of her thin summer dresses, a glass of wine in her hand. She yelled over to me, "Hey, Jeff! You're home early today- starting the weekend off early, or just working on your car?"

I walked across the street to the bottom of her steps, "Maybe a little of both? Denise is out of town, so I thought I would try to make the best of my free time."

"Out of town?...well, your car looks great! You want to help me wash mine? There's a cold beer in it for you... or a glass of wine? Or dinner?" She laughed at her last comment, then took a long drink of her wine. "Sorry, I'm sure you have things to do..."

I looked up at her standing on her deck. The light was showing through her dress, outlining her toned legs and the gap between her thighs. She was really quite beautiful... tight body, flawless complexion, perfect teeth, and crystal blue eyes. Her long lashes made her blue eyes stand out even more.

"There's always something to do, but your offer sounds like more fun. Why don't you pull out your hose, and I'll go grab wash mitts and a bucket."

I came back with the bucket just as Debbie was unreeling the hose. I put the bucket down in front of her, "I already added soap... can you fill it with water?"

Debbie bent down and started filling the bucket, the front of her dress falling forward... no bra that could see. I stared down the front of her dress and could see the inner curves of her breasts and down between them to her ripped stomach. When she looked up and caught me staring, she just smiled. I grabbed a wash mitt and pushed it in the bucket, leaning forward and trying to get a better look down her dress. She grabbed the other mitt and slowly lowered it into the bucket as she watched me.

We washed her car and joked around, laughing and flirting and having a genuinely fun time doing it. Debbie leaned down to scrub the wheels as was washing the rear fender and this time could

fully see her right breast hanging down in her dress. I realized she

had unhooked a couple more buttons to allow a better view. She

looked up at me, fully aware that she was exposed, then stared at my crotch and swayed as she scrubbed so her tits swung back and forth. I froze and watched her lewd display, and my dick pumped up down the leg of my shorts.

Debbie finished scrubbing, grabbed the hose and sprayed down the car, then turned and sprayed me down as well, laughing loudly as she soaked me.

"HEY! No fair!! I'll get you for that!" I lunged at her and she dropped the hose and ran to the other side of the car. I chased her back and forth, then she stopped and leaned forward over the hood, "Actually that might feel really good!" and pulled her top open, partially exposing herself, and closed her eyes. I aimed the hose directly down the front of her dress and soaked her.

Debbie shrieked and stepped back, the wet dress falling back and clinging tightly to her body. She laughed and opened her eyes, holding her hand up as if to stop me from spraying her anymore, "Okay... okay! I'm good!" She looked down at herself and ran her hands over her breasts, wiping off the excess water. She squeezed the water from her breasts like she was milking them, like I had seen her do in her bathroom before. Her dark nipples stood out clear and hard in the wet material.

She laughed a little, "How about that cold beer?"

I replied, "That sounds wonderful. think may need some cooling down," the whole while staring at her tits.

She led me into the kitchen and grabbed a beer for me. When she learned into the fridge it looked like she wasn't wearing panties, or if she was, they must be thongs. The back of her dress was also wet, and the material clung to her tight, round ass. She turned and handed me the beer, then refilled her glass of wine.

"Thank you. How are things going? Are you doing okay?"

"Yes... I mean, enjoy my privacy... and it is such a relief to have Ron out of the house." She took another drink from her wine, "But I do get lonely sometimes. This afternoon was the first time I have laughed like that in... like forever." She looked down at her wet dress and laughed, "Thank you... I needed that."

She looked me up and down and her eyes landed on my crotch, "You know what else I need?"

She laughed again, 'I'm sorry... I am kinda blunt sometimes. You

know I'm a paralegal, right? I have learned to be very direct. It saves time and avoids misunderstandings. She took another drink, "And all these self improvement and sex books I've been reading... they all say you need to be very clear on your needs. Some people desperately need something in their life, but never get it simply because they don't talk openly about it."