Carmen trusted that the bathroom door will open, she had her finger to her lips, asking quiet. The entryway opened, and she pushed Erica in back.
“Hey… What’s the for?” Erica asked smiling.
“Do you have at least some idea how hard it’s been having you here and not touching you?” She put her hands around Erica’s neck.
“Maybe I do. But I gave you more than a hundred opportunities to do that.” Erica’s finger followed Carmen’s lips.
“Before my parents? Those ain’t opportunities.”
“That’s more sensual.” Erica said.
Carmen locked the bathroom door. “My dad is in the parlor, and things might go sound if we stay here too long.”
“I know. That’s why I will be fast.”
“How about our moans?”
“You’re the person who will be keeping quiet,” Erica said and pushed Carmen’s stretchy jeans down. “Ooh, no underwear. Seems like you were already prepared?”
She had been hopeless with that since that morning. “Mm, I’ve been, and I’d have gotten down on you if not for my Dad came back earlier than suspected. I need you,” Carmen said. “How terrible does that sound?”
“Less terrible and more sexy,” Erica said, then put her mouth over Carmen’s and gotten her uncovered pussy.
Carmen groaned and ground her groin on her sweetheart’s hand. She was already drenched, so Erica’s finger entered her easily.
It was great that the bathroom door doesn’t allow people outside to see through. They will have to do their naughty play without worrying of being caught if only they can control their loud moans.
*****
When Robert was in Patty’s vehicle, sitting tight for his chance on the track, his face hurt from grinning.
He held off the person who came out on top in the race a week ago. No doubt, it was simply hot laps, however Dolores Stover didn’t realize he wasn’t Patty, and he would have pushed her to see what she had.
Robert fell off turn four and fans waved the green banner on his most memorable qualifying lap.
He envisioned eighteen vehicles pursuing him when he squashed the gas pedal to the floor and turned the tyres.
He lifted until the vehicle was pulling once more, then, he moved once more into it. Lap one would not have been perfect.
Next opportunity Robert fell off turn four, fans were waving the white banner. After a second, he passed under the banner stand, and Patty spoke through the radio.
His expectations took off in light of the fact that the subsequent lap is a fast one if he doesn’t make any mistakes.
Thirteen seconds isn’t a enough time, but when the head of the racer tossed rashly, one’s head doesn’t register time passing.
Robert saw the warning, then he missed under it and let up. He made his stoppage lap and went up the exit stress in turn one, that was when a qualifying car caught to him. Patty didn’t utter a word.
Robert moved out of the vehicle, put his protective cap on the rooftop, and sat tight for Patty and Uncle Brain to come back to the hauler.
He was temperamental from an excessive number of floods of adrenaline and jubilant with fervor. Patty was all the while staying discreet, however by all accounts, the subsequent lap was awesome. It was still a remote chance, but the chance he might get to drive Patty’s car is now convincing.
He attempted to relax when he saw them drawing closer, and didn’t hurry to them like a small child needing acclaim, but he strolled at a fast pace.”How was it?”
Patty expressed nothing until she was stood before him, then she said, “Not terrible as thought,” and held up the stopwatch, “Thirteen-six, I think that’s kind of good to qualify for top 10.”
To him, that was amazing, but he said, “Ah, I expected it to be below that.”
Patty remained calm for a couple of moment before giggling and hitting him. “Right, you’re great, but you ain’t mind-blowing.”
“Not yet.” Uncle Brain said.
“I’ll get better with training. You believe that I should drive this evening?”
“My god… No,” Uncle Brain said. “You realize they don’t give amateurs out there. The main explanation why D Stover let you qualify was on the grounds that she saw you run hot laps. She didn’t completely accept that it wasn’t Patty in that frame of mind until she strolled up on us. I actually needed to make some things happen.”
“I know, I was just joking.” Robert said.
“You get a few stock races added to your repertoire, and we’ll see,” Uncle Brain stated.
Robert was going to open his mouth when Patty gave him the stink eye. His uncle had close to zero insight about him driving John’s car.
“OK.” He said.
His uncle tapped his back and said, “You got ability, kid, presently all you really want is your father to see that.”
‘I got a superior possibility turning into a pornography star than keeping Uncle Brain in obscurity about racing John’s vehicle’ He thought to himself.
Finally… His Dad might get to see him. Well, he didn’t let that hurt him in anyway. “Thanks for letting me race.” He said, turning to Patty.
“It’s nothing.”
“And um… Derek?”
“I didn’t see him, maybe he didn’t know you were down there.”
“Alright… I will go look for him before Ticket girl gets her hands on her.”
“Well… You’re cool, compared to…” She completed her statement by giggling.
When Robert finally sat Derek, he was so excited that he couldn’t stop talking about racing. Derek loved the kind of excitement but the Inability to keep on with the flow of the conversation was what made him lose interest.
“Man, stop,” Derek said.
“What?” Robert inquired.
“It’s been hours since you came back from racing, and all you keep talking about is racing and cars. What’s wrong in talking about ticket girl and Franklin or girls at large.”
“Ohhh, sorry, I’m um… Too glad, happy, excited, whatever word you can use to describe this feeling.” Robert said. “I can’t really accept that they let me qualify Patty’s vehicle. That is tremendous. That means, I had a chance to race.”
“Talking about Patty, buddy, your cousin would love to have sex with me.” Derek said.
“You have no clue,” Robert said. “She’s a model.”
“Gratitude for cautioning me, punk.” Derek said.
“You saw how she stared at you when you first met her, right?”
“I really don’t expect her to fuck me while you’re staring. So? And, how did you see how choice of words when she gave you some tips during your hop laps.”
“That’s Patty. She might be joking, though.” Robert replied.
“But she sounded serious.”
“All in all, her meaning could be a little clearer.” Derek added.
“Gee.” Robert scoured his jaw. “Ask Ticket girl, I bet she’ll be aware.”
“Huh?”
“She’s a girl who knows Patty and even more about racing.” Robert said. “Come on, how about we go watch Patty’s race.”