Chapter 10: I kissed her and put my hand inside her pants
We walked by to Phil's house to get the car. Soon we were driving around town and the headlights worked great.
"We need to go someplace where we can test the lights and not be in traffic," I said.
"I hoped that you would say that," Phil said.
Soon we were parked in the same place as last night. Phil pulled the light switch on and off several times. It always worked consistently.
She shut the engine off and looked at me.
"You fixed it," she said.
I reached over and pulled her across the seat to me. She kissed me right away with her tongue probing my mouth. I noticed that her coat was unbuttoned as was her blouse. I reached in and fondled her breast inside her bra just as I had done last night. She was moaning and became very excited.
I couldn't wait much longer so I removed my hand from her breast and I pushed my hand inside her pants. I was surprised to find that she was not wearing any panties. So Phil was hoping to repeat last night! I did exactly what I had done last night and she again had an orgasm.
However, tonight I kept going and brought her to a second orgasm that was bigger than the first.
"Stop! Stop! It is becoming too sensitive. We need to stop," she said.
I stopped my fingering and removed my hand from her pants. We stared at each other for a while, then she said, "Should I do something for you? I know that you will not do intercourse and I understand."
"Let me get some rags out of my toolbox and I will show you," I said.
I got out of the car and opened the back passenger door. I opened my tool kit and took out several of my cleaning rags. I then returned to the passenger seat.
"Are you sure that you want to do this because you don't have to," I asked.
"I am willing to do anything for you," she said.
I unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick. It was about half hard and I was standing straight up. I put the rags up on my chest. I took her right hand and using my hand I formed her fingers around my dick.
"It seems big to me... and hard too," she said. "I have only seen my dad's but yours is so much bigger."
"I am bigger than most guys. I could not get a date in high school because of this thing," I explained.
"I like the feel of it. Your skin is so soft," she said.
I then showed her how to give a hand job. Soon she is doing it like a pro.
"This is fun. Do all guys like this?" she asked.
"Yes, all guys like getting a hand job. In fact, some prefer it to intercourse," I replied.
After about 5 minutes or so I told her that I was going to cum and to go a little faster. When my orgasm hit, I was very vocal. I shot 4 or 5 ropes of cum onto the rags on my chest.
I am always very sensitive after I cum so I grabbed her hand to stop her stroking. I used the edge of one rag to wipe my dick. I rolled up the rags and put them on the floor of the car.
"That was exciting. Do you always get loud like that?" she asked.
"An orgasm is very intense for me. Yes, I am vocal." I replied.
I kissed her again and she snuggled against my shoulder.
"Do you think we could have one more...just for the road? " she asked.
Instead of a reply, I kissed her and put my hand inside her pants. I gave her a good orgasm and I noticed that she was more vocal this time. The kid is learning!
"Gosh the time slipped by. We better hurry back," she said.
"Not to worry. I can take care of that," I replied.
I asked her to turn on the headlights and to release the hood latch. I got out and lifted the hood. I ran my hands over the greasy parts of the engine and then lowered the hood. I got back in the car.
"Eww! You are all dirty now," she said.
"Yes, if you remember, we had some trouble with the dimmer switch on the floor and I got dirty trying to fix it. Got it?" I said.
"Yes, I understand. That is what took us so long," she replied smiling.
She started the engine and we returned to my mother-in-law's house. I put the rags back in my tool box and we headed for the door.
When I walked in, I showed my hands and said, "There was a second problem with the dimmer switch, but I got it fixed this time. Mom, do you want me to wash up in the bathroom or the kitchen sink?"
"Use the kitchen, son, and I will get you a towel." she said.
Phil said good night to everyone and left.