Tommy had reverted to wearing track pants and t-shirts, but I was okay with that because his beautiful thick, shiny, golden hair was always brushed, and he never wore the trench coat. Plus, I knew what a treasure he was, but other girls didn’t, and they never would if he kept dressing like he did.
Even more importantly, I liked being able to slip my fingers under his loose shirt to caress the smooth skin of his chest. And I liked slipping my fingers down his loose track pants even more. I’d confirmed that his equipment was not small.
I slipped into braless t-shirts and loose track pants when Tommy came over and wasn’t subtle about letting him know that I wanted his hands on my chest and between my legs. I ditched my panties whenever he came over. Why get them all creamy?
Tommy was getting quite talented at fingering me to orgasms while he sucked on my sensitive nipples. And orgasms were such great stress relievers after a heavy night of exam studying. I always slept like a baby after Tommy left.
I always returned the favor and took care of Tommy. There was an accident the first night, though, and he spurted into his track pants. I had visions of Betty doing the laundry and noticing a massive white crusty stain in the crotch of his track pants. That wasn’t a good thought! So once we got going, I yanked Tommy’s pants down and jacked him off unencumbered by clothing. It was still messy when he came, but at least it wasn’t in Tommy’s track pants. When he was about to erupt, I redirected him so that his cum jettisoned in an arc through the air onto my linoleum floor, which was easy to clean.
We spent a lot of time on the couch kissing and groping each other now, and I was ready to move to the next stage.
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Betty had invited me for supper to celebrate my new vet tech job.
“Thanks for inviting me for supper, Betty. The food smells great!”
“You’re quite welcome, Marcie. I wanted to celebrate when Tommy told me you got a job. It’s not every day that someone graduates from college and gets a job right away. You’re off to a great start. And it’s nice that you’ve loved animals your whole life and trained to be a vet technician, and now you are. You’ll be working with animals like you always wanted. Working at something you enjoy is important. Do you have any plans on how to spend your newfound wealth?”
“The vet place is miles from my apartment and not on a bus route, so I’ll need to get a car.”
“A new car?”
“No. I can’t afford a new car. I’m looking for a used car.”
“Do you have one in mind?”
“I do. I’ve always loved the VW Beetle. It’s so cute! I even have a color in mind. I saw one that was cream-colored with a chocolate convertible roof. That’s what I want.”
“Sounds lovely! Tommy’s dad works at an auto shop. He may know about some good places to go. “Earl?”
“Yes, dear?”
“Did you hear what Marcie said?”
“I did. A couple of guys bought cars from Nelson’s Used Cars. Apparently, the selection is huge, the sales staff are helpful, and the prices are reasonable. They don’t try to rip you off. One of the guys gave me a business card. His wife was looking for a car and loved the sales guy she had. Let me check my wallet. Yup. Here it is. The guy’s name was Dwayne Randall, and my buddy’s wife was quite impressed. Here’s his card. You can keep it, Marcie. My friend said Dwayne treated him and his wife respectfully and got the car they wanted at a good price. And when there was a minor problem with the car a few weeks later, Dwayne fixed it at no cost. They were impressed. I’d give him a call if I were you. And take Tommy with you. He knows a lot about cars and will know if they’re trying to shaft you.”
I looked at Tommy. “You know about cars? I thought you just knew about computers?”
Tommy’s dad piped in. “He’s not the type to brag, but he must have absorbed it from helping me because he knows a lot. He even does the oil changes and tire rotations on our cars and can do minor repairs.”
Wow! Another talent of Tommy’s I didn’t know about.
We only had to wait five minutes to see Dwayne at the dealership.
Dwayne greeted us warmly. “Nice to meet you, Marcie, Tommy!”
Dwayne looked professional in a nice suit, Tommy thought. He took us out to the lot, and we found the exact cream-colored convertible Beetle Marcie was looking for, and the mileage wasn’t very high. I did a quick check and didn’t see any visible problems. The body was in good shape, there was no rust, and the seats didn’t look worn. And it had already passed a safety, and the tires had lots of tread left.
Usually, you have to go through a song and dance while you wait for the sales manager to come up with a good deal, but Dwayne had the authority to close the deal, and I nodded to Marcie that Dwayne’s offer was a good price. Marcie was ecstatic and hugged me, and then Dwayne stood up, and she hugged him. It was Marcie’s first vehicle, so Dwayne was going to take care of getting the license plates. Dwayne said she could pick up her car within a few days. I was impressed!
Marcie was on cloud nine on the ride home and was all cuddly on the couch when we got home.
“Thanks for taking me, Tommy. I don’t know anything about cars, so I appreciated you checking it out and letting me know the price was good. And thank your dad for me. I didn’t know anybody that knew anything about used cars. I might have gone to a crappy dealer and got ripped off. I’m so excited. My first car!”
I was in a perfect mood and felt so lucky that I’d met Tommy and become part of his family. It was a great family, and they treated me like one of their own.
I wondered what other things my modest boyfriend knew about that I didn’t know.
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Tommy:
Marcie was the first person in her family to go to college, and her mom was proud of her and wanted to attend Marcie’s graduation ceremony. Marcie also had an eighteen-year-old sister named Suzy, who wanted to visit the big city, see Marcie, and check me out.
Marcie had received her first paycheck and paid for bus tickets for her mom and sister to visit. It was a two-hour bus drive. Marcie wanted to impress her mom, so I had on my new jeans and dress shirt and some loafers. She said I looked good.
The bus had just arrived, and Marcie and I were waiting for them to exit.
“There they are!” Marcie exclaimed excitedly.
I saw them.
Marcie’s mom was an older version of Marcie. She had Marcie’s red hair and curvy figure, and their faces looked similar, although her mom’s face looked older than her years. Marcie said her mom had a hard life with her dad dying and raising two girls on a Walmart wage, and it had aged her prematurely.
Suzy didn’t look like Marcie at all. She was taller by several inches and blonde. And she had a nice tan, whereas Marcie was alabaster white except for her freckled face and arms and chest.
All three of them smiled and hugged each other. Then Marcie introduced me.
“Mom, Suzy, this is Tommy, my boyfriend.”
I smiled and was pleased. I hoped Marcie thought of me as her boyfriend because I thought of her as my girlfriend, but a formal introduction had never come up. Now I knew for sure. It was good to hear!