Driving Heidi Home - Sex Stories

Driving Heidi Home

... to get dark as Heidi and I pulled out of my driveway. As we proceeded down the street, I reached over and put my hand on her little knee. "What's the matter, Honey? You seem a little upset today. Is something wrong at home?" She instinctively jerked her knees together. The funny part was that I was certain she wasn't reacting out of any fear of my intentions--I'd touched or patted her leg many times on the ride home in a seemingly innocent way. No, she was ashamed of her panty-less condition, and was afraid I'd find out about it! "No, everything's fine." She slowly calmed. I felt the muscles in her leg relax, and her knees parted slightly. We pulled up to a stop sign, and I turned to face her. "You know Heidi, it's got to be hard for a girl your age, especially when it's just you and your mom. Sometimes a girl needs a father to talk to, especially with all the changes that hit you about now." I smiled, made an obvious glance at her budding breasts, and then looked back into her big green eyes. I lifted my hand off her leg to give her a little play-punch on the chin, which brought an embarrassed smile to her cute little lips. Then I faced forward and drove on. "I just want you to know that Mrs. Johnson and I think a lot of you. We practically think of you as a daughter sometimes! Anytime you need a dad, I'd love to be there for you, and I'm sure Mrs. Johnson would be happy to act as a 'backup mom'." "Gee Mr. Johnson, I'm glad to hear you say that. I really like you and ...

... Mrs. Johnson, and I sometimes think of you as my second parents. It's always made me feel kind of silly." "There's nothing silly about it, sweetheart. If you have a problem, just let us know. If you need to talk to a dad, or need the kind of help only a dad can give you, just come to me." Yes, just come to me, you tasty little vixen! Now for phase four. As we drove along a deserted street in residential south Arlington, we reached a stretch with a couple of vacant lots on the right side. A very large elm grew in one, leaning over the street. "Look at that big elm tree. You don't see them that big too often nowadays, most of the old ones have died from Dutch elm disease." As she glanced up I took advantage of the diversion to slip into neutral and turn my ignition key off. Of course, the car died, and we rolled to a stop under the tree. "Damn! What happened?" I tried to start it up again, but since I had returned the automatic transmission to drive, the engine wouldn't budge. Of course, at f******n, Heidi had no idea that all I needed to do was put the car in "park" to start it. I made a couple of feeble "attempts", making sure she noticed my heroic efforts, and gave up. "Must've flooded it. The alternator's been acting up. I guess I've got to take this thing in to the dealer to get the air pressure checked," I babbled. "Well, I'll just let it sit for a minute and try again. In the meantime, might as well call the auto club." I called time and temperature on my cell phone, and ...