”Only then did I realize that my traitorous body had begun to move, alternating between pressing my ass into his fully erect cock and grinding into ...is moving hand trying to force itself into getting the release it craved.“You want this,” he growled.I couldn’t deny that my body wanted this. Wanted him. Between the slick wetness I could feel running down my thighs, and the way my body moved with his, trying to argue against his declaration would be embarrassingly pointless, so I nodded.“Say it”. In 1955 ... sounded pretty good to me.I have to quit buying the cars I would have loved to have in my first life.I mused a bit. Knowing what's coming is great.I had a 1951 Mercury two door deluxe. It was being turned into the cruiser rod of cruiser rods. Chopped and channeled, the Merc was going to get a '57 Hemi engine first and a 426 with the A833 4 speed as soon as it came out.There was a 1955 chebby just waiting for the coming 302 ... the Z28 302. Grace is not the only one to want a '57 two. The warmth of his hands made my skin tingle where he touched me. I smiled up at him, accepting his lips as he bent over again to kiss me, his lips warm and soft. Next, Jay pulled my skirt down off my hips and let it fall to the floor, helping me step out of the puddle of black material at my feet. He sat me down on the bed and removed my boots. Afterward, he helped me stand again. There I stood, in only my intimate clothing, allowing him to admire me. I had to feel the warmth of his skin. Rita and I went downstairs like Marie suggested and found them sitting on opposite ends of the couch, like we were yesterday. Obviously they were talking about something, and they were at that awkward silence moment when we came in. they saw us and immediately tried to get up and blow past us, but we stopped them. No more avoiding, we were gonna get this out in the open today, right now.“Guys stop, no more hiding from us, we just wanna talk to you,” I said.“We already know what you wanna talk.