OK, LADIES....This story should be enough to make you hot, I know it did me as I wrote it.
Please keep in mind I am in no way an authority on NASCAR, but you should be able to get my meaning. This is strictly a fantasy, and I hope you enjoy it. I don't put my name in, but I named my female character for this story.
"Goddammit, Jon! You need to come in! Now! You need fuel and right side rubber!" I yelled into my microphone/headset.
"I'm fine," he yelled back, "Now let me drive."
I yanked my headset off, fuming, and almost threw it, but stopped myself because one, they were expensive to replace, and two, it just didn't help. I started pacing, trying to calm down. The crew, used to my temper, left me alone, but it wasn't fair to them. I stopped pacing and stood off to the side watching my husband do what HE thought was best.
As I was standing there, my number one guy, who ran the pits with me, and Jon's best friend, came up to stand next to me and said, "You're right, you know."
"Dammit, Rich, I know that! But tell him that." I emphasized, pointing out towards the track.
Rich let that roll off his back, smiling. Tori had a penchant for cursing, though she curbed most of it. If she was anything to the public, she was professional and kept dirty laundry private. He had been the best man at their wedding and they were like this all the time.
Tori was one of the best crew chiefs out there. She had been running her dad's show since she was 16. She had earned her way into her current job. That is how she met and married Jon. Jon loved her fiery spirit and outspokenness. Yet he didn't let her run roughshod over him. She needed a strong man in her life. But they loved each other to death.
Tori took one last look at the track as the cars made another lap and then at Rich, silently communicating that she needed a walk and left.
Rich, used to her ways, let her go. There wasn't much left of the race, and knew she needed to burn off her anger. She would go start packing and cleaning up.
Rich said into the mic, "Jon....." trailing off.
"Rich....." Jon said back in the same way.
"She was right, you know."
"Don't start with me."
Rich, chuckled and changed the subject, sort of, "There's gonna be hell to pay."
"I know," Jon said.
Rich could have sworn he heard Jon 'smile'. He just shook his head and said, "Come in when you're done."
Jon found his wife in their trailer, that held all the tools and spare parts. He had heard her all the way out side, obviously she was still pissed. He didn't worry that he placed 5th. It was a small race and wouldn't hurt them, but his wife took every race as THE RACE. Which is what she was hired for and was excellent at it.
He opened the back door quietly and locked it behind him. She was putting tools away, slamming drawers, and yelling to no one in particular. God, she was magnificent in her rage. They had fought like cats and dogs ever since they met. He loved her. She challenged him every day. But she was the first one to defend him and his career, always trying to advance it, which was another reason she was pissed off, along with his going against her better judgement.
She must have noticed him, cause a wrench came flying at his head. He ducked with ease from years of practice. Jon slowly walked towards his wife. She moved to pick up another tool, when he jumped and grabbed her from behind, wrapping her in a bear hug, imprisoning her arms, and lifting her off her feet. She squirmed from side to side and growling, trying to get loose.
"Tori!" Jon said loudly, then more softly, "that's enough." She finally heard my voice through her rage. She was still pissed, but had stilled and just hung there in my arms. I slowly lowered her to her feet, and turned her around.
She tried to get to the tools again, but I grabbed her upper arm and jerked her back to me. I took her ball cap off and all her glorious brunette hair came tumbling down. Her ice blue eyes glared at me, she was breathing hard, causing her breasts to strain at the uniform shirt she was wearing. I could feel a heaviness in my loins. I was getting hard just thinking about fucking my wife. I bent to kiss her and she turned her head away and I found myself kissing her ear. That just wouldn't do.
I stood there glaring at Jon, my eyes narrowed, my lips pursed, not making any move to help him. He bent to kiss me and for some perverse reason I turned my head trying to look indifferent, looking off to the side. He ended up kissing my ear instead. I felt this painful tug at my hair, as Jon had grabbed a fistful of my hair and slowly against my will pulled my head back to face him. I looked him everywhere but in his eyes. He yelled my name and jerked my head again and this time I looked at him.
Jon. smiling against his wife's ear. She was trying to be indifferent but her nipples told me otherwise. They were hard as stones as he could see them through her shirt. I grabbed a fistful of her hair and jerked it a bit, pulling her hair until she was facing me, saying, "Tori! Look at me," which she did reluctantly. Her glacial blue eyes would have frozen me in place if I hadn't been so hot for her.
I lowered my lips to hers, softly kissing her, first on the lips then at each corner, and running my tongue along the crease of her lips. Her jaw was clenched, and wouldn't let me in, so I grabbed both her hands and held them behind her back in a strong grip, and slowly backed her up so her ass was against one of the work benches, bending her elbows so her hands were on top of the bench.
I leaned into her heavily, one so she couldn't move and two, so she could feel my hard cock pressed against her mound, bending at the knees and coming up, rubbing against her. I looked into her eyes and I could tell she was softening towards me. Her lips parted, as she was breathing heavily. I took my hands and lifted her chin, kissing my way down her throat and then started to slowly unbutton her shirt and pulling it out from her pants.
She had on a front clasp bra and when I undid it, her beautiful breasts spilled out. I bent and took a nipple in my mouth, loving the feel of her nipple in my mouth. I took it between my teeth and gently chewed on it. That was it. Her knees gave out. It was a good thing she was leaning on the bench. I slowly ran my hand down to her pants and slowly unbuttoned them. I reached in and ran my fingers through her pubes and down between her pussy lips. My middle finger scraping through the wetness to her clit and I started fingering her. Not being able to help herself, her hips started moving in rhythm with my finger and little moans started escaping from her.
God! I love my husband so much. And this was one of the reasons why. He was THE MOST incredible lover she ever had. He always knew how to work through my anger and put it to good use. He had stopped playing with my clit to pull my pants down and pick me up and set me on the bench. Jon took off my shoes and pants, bent my knees and placed my legs over his shoulders. He used his thumbs to pull apart my pussy lips. I almost came just from the hot touch of his mouth on my clit. He sucked on it, then ran his tongue to my vagina, stabbing inside before running back to my clit.
He made one more hard sucking motion, his tongue rubbing it and I came. Hard. My hips came off the bench and he just cupped my ass in his hands supporting me as I came. I was trembling and shaking from my orgasm. I moved my legs from off his shoulders and placed them on his chest and gently pushed him away from the bench so I could get down.
Jon watched her get down off the bench, looking so hot in just her open uniform shirt. The look in her eyes almost tangible. Hey ice blue eyes had went from arctic chill to a summer sky warmth, mingled with a bit of 'now you're gonna get it'.
Tori bent down at the waist, to pick up her stuff, giving me a great view of her ass and pussy. Straightening back up, she took my hand and led me to our living quarters on the trailer. Inside the small bedroom, Tori tossed her stuff in the corner and finished taking off her shirt and bra.
I had started to get undressed, but only got as far as my shoes. My wife seductively started to remove my clothes, but being the impatient creature that she was when she was horny, it took all of about a minute.
Tori, stood for a second admiring the body of her husband. God, he was fine. His chest lightly covered in blond curly chest hair. A well muscled chest, and hard abs. I had to touch him.. I ran my hands over his chest, kissing and nipping my way down to his waist, and back up. I looked into Jon's face, his eyes a dark blue, reflecting the fact he was seriously turned on. I cupped his balls in my hand and fondled them gently. He closed his eyes and his head fell back.
I gently pushed him on his chest backing him up till I had him laying on his back on the bed. He loved it when I crawled up between his legs in order to suck him off. He loved the feel of my breasts dangling and rubbing against the inside of his legs. I slowly let my tits rub against his legs, finally getting to his dick. I took it in my mouth and started sucking. I moved my mouth up and down, running my tongue along the underside. I would take it almost all the way out, sucking on the tip, swirling my tongue around it and then deep throating him.
His hips started moving up and down to my rhythm, his hands entangling in my hair, lightly holding my head in place. I could tell he was getting close. Still felling a bit peevish and wicked, I let go of him and took a bit of time just placing light kisses all over his chest, sucking on his nipples. Jon, having enough of that, got on his knees and maneuvered himself behind me, while I was still on my hands and knees. He knew I liked doing it from behind, doggie style.
He had taken his cock in his hand and was rubbing the tip back and forth along my pussy, driving me crazy with need. Then he put just the head in, grabbed hold of my hips, and pulled me up against him at the same time he slammed into me. He fucked me hard and fast, his balls slapping at my clit. Finally we came, he took one last plunge and came. I could feel his warmth inside me. He just stayed there for a moment, his orgasm flowing through him. He shivered at the end, as I worked my vaginal muscles around him for a few seconds. He ran his hands from my hips across my back, causing me to shiver. He pulled out and the two of us laid down on the bed.
He opened his arms and I snuggled close. I started crying softly. All my emotions being released. Sometimes when we made love it was soul shattering and so beautiful, it made me cry.
Jon held Tori tight, while she cried. His wife was so volatile and this was the last step, her emotions all released. He loved her so much. He just rubbed her hair and her back.
"Sweetheart. You OK?" Tori just shook her head yes up and down.
"I love you," Jon said softly, his lips against her forehead.
"I love you, too," she said in a wet, squeaky voice.
And the two of them drifted off to sleep, in each others arms.
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Well, My Queens, I hoped you liked my story of love at NASCAR.
