Bittersweet Summer

Untitled Part 14

As the black Challenger pulled up outside the club, Charlie couldn't help but feel uneasy. He knew his son was a little sod, and had definitely been into some things he shouldn't have, but his stomach turned a little when Tommy came out to look at the car. Charlie didn't acknowledge him, and watched his son show Tommy all the features of the car, and, when he revved it hard, and Tommy's face grinned, Charlie knew the deal was done. The two men shook hands, and Callum made his way back to Charlie's car. He got in, smiling, "sorted" he grinned, "£500 for driving it here" Charlie looked at his son. "Good," he said. "You can buy me that pint then'' Callum looked puzzled at Charlie's tone. "you ok old man"? "I'm not sure" he replied, "but let's get back home, and once we are changed, you can take the "old man" to the pub and help me find out".

The two men met back at the yard at around 8. Both were looking smart. Jeans, shirt, shoes. They laughed, both knowing they always made an effort when it wasn't work.

The pub was only a short walk. A small, intimate, typical English pub. Low ceilings, everyone knowing everyone. As they walked in, the barmaid, Sam, flashed her fake smile, and pushed her bra up a little. "Usual?" she shouted across. "Please"! Charlie answered, and they saw a small alcove where they could chat. Charlie pointed, and Sam gave him the thumbs up. Callum sat down and said "come on then old man, what's up?" As Charlie was about to open his mouth, Sam appeared with the beers. She smiled provocatively at Callum, and made sure he saw her cleavage as she said "here you go boys", and teetered off back to the bar. "She definitely has the hots for you" Charlie laughed, and Callum grinned. "Never mind me, what's up with you?"

"Well", Charlie began, "you know the hot bird with the Merc, the one who you got the dent out for?" Charlie looked at his dad, "the one with the dodgy Maserati?" "yup, that's the one, well, you just delivered a black Challenger to her old man" Callum looked at his dad. "Oh shit" was the simple reply. "Oh shit indeed" Charlie answered. "thing is mate, she is the first one in a long time that I thought I could" "Oh father, you just met her!" "I know, Charlie retorted, and that's why I know I like her. Coz I dunno mate, there is just something ya know?" "I will always cover your arse dad, you know that, just for fucks sake be careful with who you are dealing with." "Another one?" Charlie smiled. "You can go to the bar, she likes you, and you get served quicker!" Callum smiled. "She does more than like me!" and he went off to the bar.

The rest of the evening was spent drinking, talking cars, talking, women, and doing what fathers and sons do. But Callum knew deep down that his dad was playing with fire, and Charlie knew it too.

A few days later, when everything seemed to have calmed, Charlie pulled into the yard. As he did so, his phone "pinged" and he saw it was Michelle. "Any chance you can pick up my friends' car today?" As he stopped the car he replied simply, "Gimme five"

"Callum!" Charlie shouted as he went into the office, "are you using the truck today?" "No old man!" came the laughed reply, "she is all yours!" "Thanks mate, be back soon" Charlie grinned as he typed the reply. "Where is it, and what time?" "It's in town. An underground carpark. I need to meet my friend there. Chesil Street" "POSH!" he typed, and laughed as he did so. "An hour?" She replied, "See you then, and don't ask any questions, ok?

"No problem". He grinned again. And went to check the truck, before going back into the workshop. The journey would only be 30 mins or so. "Callum," he shouted. "WHAT?" came the muffled reply. "Are you under that bloody Dolomite?" "YES!" Charlie stood next to the pair of legs, and explained he was leaving to pick up the Maserati. "Cool" came the reply, take a cover from the barn. You will need a BIG cover for that!" "Ok thanks mate" As he started the truck, he felt the pang of excitement. What the hell had this woman done to him?

When he arrived, he saw the Mercedes, and felt the pang again. As he parked the truck, he saw the two women step out of the car and walk towards him. Michelle said "can you drive it out and then put it on the truck? I don't want to be seen in it". The other woman looked a little upset, and Charlie didn't offer any conversation. "No problem, do you have the key?" The other woman handed it to him. As she did so she mouthed, "thank you" and walked back to the Mercedes. Michelle quickly spoke. "Please take care of it. That poor cow has just lost the man she loved, and she really can't bear the thought of any of it at present."

"When is the funeral?" Charlie asked. "2 days time" Michelle looked deep into his eyes. " Perhaps then she can begin to think straight". "The car will be safe with me," he replied. I will ring you and let you know when I am back". "Thank you" she smiled, and walked towards him and kissed him lightly on the cheek. As she did so, she whispered "I will come by later to check if it's safe" and she winked as she turned on her heel and made her way back to the car.

He grinned. And walked towards the entrance. Smiling, he pushed the fob, and saw the indicators flash on a beautiful black Maserati. He slid inside. Pushed the button, and the engine roared into life. He eased the car out of its prison, into the sunlight, and carefully drove it onto the back of the recovery lorry. Once covered, he began his journey back to the yard. As he did so. His phone lit up. "Thank you". He looked around, and saw the Mercedes leave. He smiled and realised he was being tested. At least she now knew he was as good as his word. He turned up the stereo, and drove carefully back home.

When he got back he found the workshop deserted and a note saying, "had enough, called it a day"

He smiled. Callum had clearly had a bad day. He thought it best to leave it a while, let him calm down. He went back outside, and uncovered the car. It really was spectacularly pretty. He muttered, "lucky lady" As he reversed it down the truck, he noticed the Mercedes slip into the yard. He grinned and carried on. He played it cool. Watched Michelle get out, and admired the legs, the nike's and the thought of that body. As he selected drive, and pointed the car towards the barn at the end of the lane he saw her wave. He stopped, and she got in. As she did so, her skirt rode up and her thighs looked good. She saw him admire, and smiled. "I just wanted to say thank you in person,'' she smiled, and reached across to his thigh. He looked at her, said ''would you like to help me put it in?" and grinned a cheesy naughty grin. As she reached his cock, she smiled......"I think I should don't you? After all, Callum is not here, so we can't be disturbed now." He smiled again. He wasn't sure if Michelle had put him up to leaving, or she had just seen the note, but it didn't matter. She was hot, he fancied her, she fancied him, and he was going to make damn sure he had her. The car slipped into the barn, Charlie carefully ensuring it was tucked out of the way. He raised the window. And got out of the car. "stay there" he said, whilst I lock the door." She smiled. "Don't tell me what to do," she said. He laughed and went to the barn door.

When he returned, Michelle was out of the car, and as he walked over, she carefully rested herself on the bonnet. " so," she said, "what now"? As she finished the sentence he kissed her. Hard. Urgent. Her mouth responded in the same way. Biting, deep sensual kissing. Tongues clashing, and his hands between her legs. She parted them and his fingers found her knickers. She bit his lip as he slipped his fingers inside her panties and gasped and he entered her with his finger. Her pussy wet, expectant. She hung onto his shoulder and moaned softly as another went inside her. Fingers fucking her hard as she bit his shoulder. It was hot and hard and horny. "I want you to fuck me" she gasped. And he did as he was asked. She laid back onto the car, and he removed her lace panties. She unzipped his cock. He was so hard. She wanted to taste it. But he pushed her back and entered her. Hard swift. Urgent. She screamed, as the orgasm came over her. Wrapping her legs around him, she ordered him to fuck her harder. As he did so, he knew his own orgasm wouldn't be far away. He hadn't felt this good with a woman in a long time. She held onto him as her body shuddered. "SHIT" she exclaimed. "I'm COMING". As her body shook he felt his cock explode inside her. He moaned loudly and held onto her tightly. His cock twitching inside her, and her pussy gripping him as the climax became one. They lay gently together. It had lasted less than five minutes probably. But they both knew it was a very special feeling that had swept over them.

He stood up. Semi hard still, and covered in her wetness. She sat up, and slowly lowered her mouth. "I want to taste you." And she looked at him as she took him in her mouth. He looked down. "You are a naughty lady," he smiled. She let him go. "I can be," she said. "Now, pass me my knickers please"! she laughed. He did as he was told. She definitely felt a little shy now, but slipped them over her trainers and up her thighs. He watched intently. She looked back at him. "I have to go, but..................................................

"BUT?" he enquired.

"But can I come back?" she smiled at him. As he shut the door and heard her feet along the gravel, he knew then and there his world was about to change. Forever.