Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... face as it was collecting on her long eyelashes.

“I’m… I’m okay. Just wet. Wet and late for school… again.” He added and turned away again embarrassed, again.

Lee laughed and reached out the same hand that had wiped the rain from her face and grasped Tom’s that was still holding the car door handle causing him to look back. First, he glanced at her hand on his, then up and into her face and those eyes… those mesmerizing blue eyes. He was lost. He was so lost in those eyes that he barely even registered Deeny’s comment.

“Yeah! We’re ALL going to be late today!” Deeny said angry and frustrated but also relieved that no one had been hurt.

It was Tom that seemed to snap out of it first this time. He stepped back to look at the old car and how it was situated on the shoulder of the road, partly in the ditch. Since the back wheels were both on solid ground, he suggested Deeny try to reverse out of it. She took a couple of tries but got the engine started again, along with the blue cloud of exhaust of course.

With a groan and a sucking sound, the driver’s side front wheel came out of the ditch. It was immediately apparent that the tire was flat though. Tom asked if they had a spare tire. At this point the rain had slacked off to barely a drizzle, almost a mist really. Deeny turned the engine off and set the parking brake before opening the door and getting out on the shoulder. She handed the keys to Tom.

Tom opened the trunk of the old blue Chevy and found the ...

... spare tire, the jack and the tire iron. He popped the hubcap off the wheel, then loosened the lug nuts on the flat tire. It was a little tricky to get the jack situated on the shoulder gravel so he could raise the car up to get the wheel off. With the spare mounted and lug nuts tightened, he lowered the car back down, then put the flat and the tools back in the trunk.

Deeny and Lee climbed back into the car and had it restarted in a flash. Tom had started walking back to where he had dropped his books, thinking that they were going to be a mess. They’d be soaked through at very least. Deeny wiped away at the foggy windshield and paused seeing Tom walking back in the wrong direction. Lee had seen it too, and her left hand reached out and rested on Deeny’s right wrist on the steering wheel. Lee turned her head to look at her sister, no words were spoken, but the silent plea was understood all the same.

Deeny put the Chevy into gear and eased out the clutch while giving it a little gas to get the car rolling along, going the wrong direction for that side of the road. She rolled down her window and leaned her head out as she pulled up alongside of the walking young man.

“Hey… you need a lift?” She asked, causing Tom to slow a bit and turn.

“I’ve probably caused you enough trouble today, haven’t I?” Tom asked, not being sarcastic but undeniably downhearted.

“Well, yeah… You could have been a little more careful walking, but… it wasn’t all your fault.” Deeny said, her ...