Nancy smiled, her eyes twinkling in the dark. “I’ll keep you young.”
“See, now you have a mission project.”
She giggled at that. “Well, they always tell us when we leave church we’re going into the mission field,”
Nancy was now holding the clump of tissues she had used to clean my come off her. “I’ll take those and toss them,” I told her. “I don’t have to worry about anyone asking why I have a bunch of come soaked tissues in the glove box.”
Nancy laughed again, and wrapped up her soiled tissues in a new one. I took them and stuffed them in my pocket once I pulled my shorts on. As I dressed, I watched Nancy pull her panties on, then her skirt, and finally her shirt. It was almost as arousing as watching her undress. Once recomposed, we climbed back up front, and she drove over to where my car was parked.
We kissed and I got out. As I opened the door, I reached for her hand. “See you Sunday??”
“Unless you have to go ‘shopping’ before then,” said Nancy, winking at me.
“I think someone is taking to this having sex in the back seat thing,” I teased her. “Like she’s making up for missing out in her high school years.”
Nancy looked at me as if I had found her out and blushed. “It is hot, being naked in a back seat and doing something you’re not supposed to.” She looked at me a long moment, almost burning a hole in me. “And doing it with you is such a rush,” she said, squeezing my hand.
I didn’t see Nancy the rest of the week. Sunday morning, she greeted me with a hug, as she usually did. There are a lot of huggers in that church, so nobody thought anything of it. As we held each other, she whispered in my ear, “Shopping Tuesday??”
I think we have a date. We go shopping a lot nowadays. I never looked forward to a Wal Mart trip so much till now.
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