My Blue Pill with Green Eyes Ch. 03

She smiled weakly through the tears. "But..."

"But nothing. I have you and as long as we're together that is how it will be." I looked at her and saw her smile a little more. "Besides, I'm the one that should be worried."

"Why?"

"You could have anyone you want. What you're doing with a 4 like me I'll never know!"

Jo hit my chest playfully. "You're a perfect 10 in my eyes!" she said giving me a kiss on my cheek.

"Well, necessary vision test not withstanding," she hit me a little harder that time, "with the way Paula was staring at you all night you're more likely to be seduced by Paula than I am. I can stay away from the store and you can't." She blushed at that. "I knew you've noticed it, too!"

"Yes I have. Paula is very... outspoken!"

"See? I have to worry that she'll steal you away from me!"

"No. That won't happen. Even if..." she trailed off looking away.

I waited. "What?" She shook her head. "What?"

"Even if she seduces me I'd never leave you. But I'd never cheat on you with either a man or a woman."

"Somehow I don't think that's what you were going to say."

"I can't."

"You can."

She looked at me as if weighing her options. "Sometimes I crave a woman's touch. But I'm with you. I won't act on it," she said somewhat unconvincingly.

I pretended to think about what she said for a moment. Truth is that there wasn't much thought involved. "I tell you what. If you start to strongly crave it, come and talk to me first. We'll work it out."

"You'd do that?" she asked, astonished.

"Yes," I said.

Jo's face lit up seductively. "Are you one of those guys with a porno fantasy of watching two women get it on?"

I couldn't help but laugh. "I'm a guy. Which of our half of the species hasn't dreamed of that?" I said smiling.

We were nearing home, so I decided to kill the mood and break the bad news. "Jo, I'm afraid Jeff thinks your head gasket needs replacing in your car."

"What's that?" she asked swinging her head toward me.

"A $50 part that costs $2,000 to fix, that's what. And that's assuming that's all that's wrong with it."

"What? I can't afford that! Not on that old junker!" Isn't it funny how a costly repair changes your outlook on your precious car? "What am I going to do now?"

"Only two options I'm afraid. Get it fixed or look for another car. If you fix it, remember that it's old and there's no telling what'll go next." I looked at Jo, seeing her wrestling with the options. "I thought you saved a lot of money?"

"I have a new semester to pay for soon and with my," she looked at me and then down and away, "other expenses it's dwindling quickly."

"Jo, we can talk about the rent," I said pulling into the garage.

She looked at me with a very serious look and said, "Not on your life! I made a commitment and I will honor it. I just need to find a better paying job and more hours..." She looked away.

"I take it you don't like searching for a new job?"

"No. Does anybody?"

"Well, you're in school and doing extremely well. Maybe you can find something in your field?" I asked shutting off the car and closing the door.

"I only have a year in. I don't think that'll get me anywhere. Plus I have summer classes to worry about scheduling around."

I thought for a moment. Then it dawned on me. My company's pretty big... "I could put out some feelers at work and see what I could find you. Who knows, I might even be able to find you something in your field."

Jo looked at me and almost smiled... almost. "You don't need to do that. I can do it on my own."

"Yes, you can. Of that I have no doubt. But if I find something you'll still have to interview. So you'll be getting the job on your own regardless. I'll only help you find it."

"I don't know..."

"I will not pull any strings for you. Besides mentioning your academic accomplishments I won't say another word."

That made her smile. "I can live with that, thanks!"

"Of course, I'll require a finder's fee. We can work that out on a barter system."

"You mean you'll require me to perform... certain services in exchange?" she asked with a sexy look, fingering the buttons on my shirt.

"I will. Let's just say that you'll have to work it!"

She got a flash of revelation and a big smile. "Oh, I think I know how you want me to work it!" She said pushing out her chest and putting her index fingertip in her mouth, biting it sexily.

Jo was, however, preoccupied and after a while she said, "I just don't know how I'm going to get to work and classes. The bus won't be able to get me from one to the other fast enough."

"We can work it out with my car. Some days you can drive me to work and pick me up. Other days I may have to ride the bus."

"You'd... you'd do that for me?" she asked incredulously.

"My schedule is variable but far less complicated. Drive to point B, return to point A. Plus it's safer for me to ride the bus if need be."

"How did I ever deserve you?" Jo asked looking dreamily into my eyes.

"I could ask the same," I said smiling into hers. "When do you work tomorrow?"

"Until 5. Why?"

"I'll take the bus in the morning and then you can pick me up after you finish. How does that sound?"

Jo reached out to hold my face. "It sounds like someone deserves to get lucky!" Then her face changed and was difficult to read. "Should I get a bra like Paula's?" Jo asked. "Would that turn you on?"

"Babe, you could wear an outfit made from unsprung mouse traps and it'd still turn me on!"

I did get lucky. I just wish I could have reciprocated that night.

~~~

The next day, Friday, I took the bus and it wasn't as bad as I'd remembered it. When I arrived at work, I spoke with a friend I had in HR. Since I was a manager, I had plenty of contacts so that when I hired I could get the job done right.

Sally was very helpful and came up with a few possibilities. When I told her what an overachiever Jo was, Sally brightened and gave me another, telling me to try that one first. I thanked her and waited until quitting time with the good news.

I told Jo about the opportunities as soon as we were in the car, and she was thrilled! She planned to go in on Tuesday to apply since Monday was Memorial Day.

Jo was planning on working on her résumé that night, but that was not to be. Joanne and Jonas were waiting for us when we got home, surprising us with a visit. Something about the way Jonas walked and appeared was a little off, but I might have been imagining it.

"Mom! Dad! What are you doing here?" Jo said as she ran to hug each one.

"Dad wanted to look at your car," Joanne said.

Jonas was already in the garage looking, and barely seemed to do so. "I'm afraid Gary's probably right about the head gasket. This car is going to start eating away your savings if you fix it," Jonas said.

Jo looked defeated. "I was hoping you'd say it was something simple."

"Afraid not." Jonas looked at his wife and she nodded, again speaking volumes without a single word! "Honey, your mom and I never got you a present for a very successful year at school. We're very proud of you and all you've accomplished in the last two years! We'd like to take you shopping, maybe at that store you work in?"

"You don't have to."

"We insist. Come on, get in the car." The three of them started moving toward Jonas's car and I stood my ground. He looked at me. "Gary, would you join us?"

"I wouldn't want to impose..."

"It'd only be an imposition if we didn't ask. Come with us son."

I don't know if that was a slip of the tongue or his acceptance of me, but there was no way I could refuse. "I'd be happy to!" I said with a smile.

We started driving towards her mall, but didn't get very far before he veered off course. "Daddy, you're going the wrong way."

"Oh, so I did. We'll still get there. Let's call this the scenic route," Jonas said.

A short time later we were pulling into a car dealer's lot. "Let's do a little browsing here," he said.

"I can't afford anything here, Daddy. The used lot is two blocks away."

"Oh, well... No harm in looking," Jonas said. Joanne smiled a little.

I caught on but Jo still hadn't. Her parents were incredible people!

"Your mom and I are looking for a new car anyway. I'd hate to waste a trip," he finished.

We all got out with the two couples going separate ways. Jo eventually gravitated toward a car in the showroom. "I like this one," she said to me. "I wish I could afford it."

"Get in, take a look inside," I said.

"I can't. I don't want to get attached to something I can't afford." She said this, but she wasn't moving or looking away. She was ogling the car in a way that suggested she thought it'd disappear if she blinked.

We stood there for a bit. I looked over at Jonas and Joanne and they were talking with a saleswoman, motioning toward us. She nodded her head and moved away. 10 minutes later the identical car drove up in front of the show room. Jo wasn't noticing any of it because her eyes never moved away.

Jonas and Joanne joined us. "Find something you like, honey?" her dad asked.

"Just admiring a dream. It's nothing I can afford."

The saleswoman, whose name was Petra, approached us. "I couldn't help but notice you admiring this car," she said with a slow, sensuous sweep of her hand hovering over the hood. "Would you like to take a test drive?" she asked, sexily extending a key to Jo with her other hand. I'm sure Petra was a successful saleswoman!

Jo looked up from the car and saw its twin outside. Her face brightened and then she deflated. "Thank you but I can't. It's way out of my price range."

Petra smiled and said, "We're having a sale today for well qualified people. No money down and nothing per month." She glanced at Jonas and he smiled.

Jo was like a deer in headlights: speechless, stunned, and about to get hit! Then she did. She snapped her head over to her dad and said, "No! You can't!"

"I can and will."

"It's too much!!"

"For my little girl and all her accomplishments, it will never be enough!"

Jo ran to her parents thanking and kissing them.

Jo looked at Petra and said, "I will take that test drive, thank you!" She held out her hand and said to me, "Come with me baby?"

Petra gave me a strange look while she checked me out. Her eyes settled on mine and she smiled with a slight nod.

Jo, Petra, and I piled into the car and took the test drive. The Prius was very quiet and had all the options. Jo was in love! It was even the color she wanted: forest green.

We returned to the showroom and Jo immediately went to her parents. "I love it! But seriously, you don't have to do this!"

"No we don't. We want to. We never gave you a present for graduating at the top of your class. Somehow that seems like nothing compared to how far you've come lately. We're proud of you!" Jonas said.

Jonas, Petra, and Jo sat down to do the paperwork. Joanne and I hung back and ate a few complimentary cookies. After a while we went back to join Jonas and Jo, seeing her beaming from ear to ear and moving like she had ADHD.

Soon the transaction was complete. Jo was jumping up and down with her new keys, possessed with a level of exhilaration that I'd not yet seen -- and that was saying something! It was amazing to see her like that! She jumped up and hugged her parents and then Petra. Petra returned the hug happily, closing her eyes with a sigh.

Jo jumped into her new car with her mom. That left Jonas and me together. Just before I got into his car Petra stopped me with a hand on my forearm.

"Hey, how did a handsome guy like you catch a gorgeous creature like Jo?"

I sniggered and shrugged. "If I only knew myself..."

"Well, if either of you should ever need or want anything else, please don't hesitate to call me," she said extending a card in her fingers to me.

I took it and saw her business card. I looked up and Petra twirled her finger, so I looked at the back of the card to see her personal number. I looked up again to see her smiling and biting her lip. Then she turned to walk away. I placed the card in my shirt pocket.

We left but were only a few blocks away when Joanne called me and told me that we were taking a detour along the way. We went to an Italian restaurant, Jo's treat! We had a great time together and most of us had our fill. Jonas ate very little.

We arrived home and Jo, Joanne, and I pushed Jo's old car out of her stall into the driveway with Jonas steering. That's when we noticed the real reason the car would no longer start. "Jo, look," I said.

She saw the black stain on the cement. "Is that oil?"

"Yeah. It's probably bad hoses or a cracked engine or who knows what. I'm pretty sure this car is toast."

We all finished pushing it out into the street. No worries about it leaking with an empty crank case.

"Gary, let's go pick up some supplies before the stores close," Jonas said. I nodded and we ran to buy some oil stain remover.

Jo and I quickly applied the product that promised to only take 30 minutes. Then she took the opportunity to take her dad for a spin in her new car. He didn't have a chance at saying no.

"Joanne, it's incredible for you and Jonas to do this for her," I said.

"It was the least we could do for our baby." She looked away and started to cry a little.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Everything's fine. I'm just happy that Jo is doing so well." The look on her face said it was something more, something serious. Her tears flowed more freely.

I wasn't sure what to do, but reached out to hug and comfort her while she cried.

After a while she moved back and wiped her face. "Please don't say anything to Jo."

"I won't," I said with a reassuring smile. "Want to go out and see how the spill looks?"

Joanne nodded and we did. I started cleaning up the spill and chemicals. It did quite a nice job getting most of it out. Jo and Jonas arrived shortly after.

"That's one quiet car! I can see why she likes it," Jonas said to Joanne, walking up to her and putting his arm around her. "We're going to get going."

"What? No! Not yet!" Jo cried out.

"Afraid so. When do you work tomorrow?" Jonas asked Jo.

"Until 5, why?"

"Come by the house tomorrow for dinner. Both of you if you can make it?" he finished looking at me.

"Of course," I answered.

"Sure, Daddy." She jumped up and hugged him hard. "Thank you again! I love you so much!"

Thanks, hugs, and kisses all around, Jo's parents left and we went inside the garage.

Jo stopped next to her car, staring at it like it was the most intensely pleasurable thing she'd ever seen. I was right behind her, putting my arms around her midsection to hold her and my head next to hers.

Jo opened the back door and quickly turned, roughly shoving her tongue into my mouth. She frantically worked my belt, button, and zipper trying to free me of my pants, soon sending them and my underwear to my ankles. Her next action was to drop her skirt and break the kiss.

She fell into and across the back seat and the invitation couldn't have been clearer. It's a small car, but with our legs hanging out it could be done. I ducked, weaved, and fell on top of my ball of energy. Her hand guided me into her flooded pussy in one push. We both moaned out loudly.

Jo was pushing up at me while I was furiously pushing into her, skipping the foreplay and going straight to frantic. Jo came first, second, and third, but they were quick and furious, primal. I was grunting into her and she was only making similar noises, not her usual loud self.

On her fourth orgasm, my continuously building high hit a plateau and I blasted into her. Only then did Jo start screaming out my name. I bucked hard but slowly, burying myself deep into her while I spent myself. Jo was holding me tightly to her while another blast shook her to the core.

Breathing hard and hanging half out of her new car, my senses started to return to me. Only then did I realize that the breeze hitting me was not what I should have felt at that point. I reached to her visor as best I could with Jo clinging to me, and clicked the button to end our public show.

"That w-was intense!" Jo said with a last quake going through her body.

"I'll say! Was that your way of breaking your car in?" I chuckled while I lifted my head away enough to look at her.

She was smiling at me. "I'm just trying to get rid of that new car smell!" she said planting a kiss on me again.

"Well, now it's new car/fresh fucked. I wonder if someone's tried to bottle that one." I asked with a smile.

"Mmmm. I'd buy the fresh fucked part of that!"

We eventually made our way inside. But I had an idea. "Put on a bikini..." Come to think of it... "I assume you actually own one?"

"Yeah, why?"

"New car and a hot babe!" I said holding up my phone. "It may not be a sports car but with someone as hot as you no one would ever notice the car!"

Jo's face turned to lust. "Only if the photographer doesn't bother with a suit!"

I laughed. "House rules!" I started stripping.

Jo kissed me and flitted off to find her bikini, forgetting where she put it. Eventually she walked out in something that defied imagination. My eyes were bugging out and my jaw was full open. Her landing strip was clearly visible but what little fabric that was present was barely covering the naughty bits, and I do mean barely! Minute fabric triangles and some slight strings were all that could be seen.

She walked up to me with the sexiest wiggle I'd ever seen. Her finger closed my maw. "Careful, you might catch flies that way." She looked down. "I can see that you like what you see?"

I nodded, I think. "F-fa-wow fan-fucking-tastic!" I shook my head clear of at least one cobweb. "Imagine you on a beach wearing that..."

Jo smiled. "Only if you're willing to go out in a banana hammock!"

My dick jumped at the thought, even as my face reddened.

Jo took my hand, reminding me about what I'd just asked and led me out into the garage. She immediately sat on the hood of the car and laid back to stretch across it. I dumbly lifted my phone and started taking pictures.

Jo started moving into different poses and I kept snapping, eventually taking the lead and directing her. Luckily the internal lights were fairly bright, but even still it wasn't the best lighting to flatter the beauty on the business end of the camera. On the car, in the car, everywhere we could think I just kept hitting the virtual button.

Then the bikini top slowly came off and we repeated many of the same shots. When the bottoms were eased down, the nature of the shots changed a bit. We started by doing some of the poses quickly, but Jo's finger soon found its way onto and into her. My favorite was her lying gingerly across the hood, feet on the front corners, and her hands busy. I was only too happy to capture these moments!

It was obvious we found the best of the shots, and I needed a better camera! I did many close ups of her pleasuring herself and of her face as she screamed out.

Then I had enough of the camerawork and buried myself in her again, bringing us to another fast and furious screamer in the back of her car!

I ended with a couple of cream pie close ups, Jo's fingers in the pie, and the taste test.

"Those pictures..." Jo started.

"Are never going to see the light of day. They are ours and ours alone," I finished.

Jo smiled. "I trust you. I'm just disappointed we didn't have a complete set..." A wickedness spread through her face. "We need a cameraperson!"

I laughed. "Have someone in mind?"

"Oh, maybe..." she said dreamily looking into my eyes.

I smiled at her, my heart going further into the deep, happy hole I'd never be able to leave. "You're going to be the death of me, and I'd rather go no other way!"