Speed and his mom parked in a secluded area of the race track where they found enough privacy to trade long passionate kisses. Pat spoke first, "My darling Speed, you've given your mom a new lease on life, and that's the best gift ever." Speed could say nothing he was enjoying his mother's fingers at work on his now swollen cock. Pat couldn't or wouldn't help herself as she unzipped Speed's pants and pulled his cock out. Pat bent over and started to suck on it. "What about dad?" Speed groaned. Pat stopped sucking her son's cock for only a moment and said, "Don't you worry about your father, I'll deal with him, just leave it all to me honey." Speed put his head back against the headrest as his mother went back to sucking his cock. Speed felt his body jerk violently as he neared his orgasim, he was once again rocked by the ecstacy of each spasim caused by his ejaculation. Speed noticed that his mom swallowed his sperm. With a smile on her face and traces of sperm still on her lips Pat looked up at her son saying. "Now, lets go see about the race and Trixi, my love." Pat said,licking her lips then gave her son a final lingering kiss. Speed wanted to take his mother right then and there if only he could get his cock up again and Pat knew it, she could see the sex hungry look in her son's eyes. "I can see you want my "package" honey, don't worry, your mom's package is reserved for you alone now."
At the garage Speed went right to work on the Mach 5, he wanted it ready for the big race now that his cousin Hank was out of the picture and he was in. As he worked someone playfully spanked his ass. "Nice pants Speed." It was Trixi. "They make your ass look good." Speed never heard Trixi talk that way before. "You look good too Trixi." It was all Speed could think of to say. Trixi looked more than good, she looked as if she could burn the track down the way her tight fitting clothes pressed against her 34 B-cup breasts, her tight outfit didn't do any harm to the rest of her 34B 27"-36" figure. Speed knew that Trixi had the figure to wear such outfits. The form fitting jump suit clung to every sculpted curve of her body. Trixi's dark hair hung just over her ears, and her dark eyes shone with laughter. Speed found himself sinking into her eyes not caring if he drowned or not. Speed wanted to kiss Trixi real bad, he was also praying that she wouldn't notice his hard on. Speed felt some relief when his mom walked over to the car. Speed was certian that his mom's shirt was unbuttoned even more than before giving his mom's firm breasts even more exposure or so it seemed to Speed and he wanted to free them from their restraints. He was hot for his mom again.
Pat noticed that her son dispite all his skill as a driver seemed to have a problem dealing with an attractive young lady such as Trixi, so now it was up to her to play the matchmaker. "Hello Trixi, how are you today?" Pat started off when she arrived at the car. "You look stunning in your outfit Trixi." Pat went on. Trixi smiled at the compliment. "Hi Mrs. Racer, thanks, you look good too." Pat insisted that Trixi call her Pat. "I'm sorry my son has buried his head in the engine of the Mach 5 although it did give you a good view of his ass didn't it?" Pat said with a hint of lust in her voice. Trixi nodded her head in agreement Pat turned to her son. "Speed, get your head out of that car and talk to Trixi." It was a command Speed felt compelled to obey. Speed's face was already flushed from the sexual hints that his mom came out with. Speed noticed that his mom was giving him a good look at her braless breasts as she leaned towards Trixi. Pat looked at Speed and Trixi and said "Ok, you two lets go get something to eat." Speed's mom was firmly in control, just the way she liked it. When the trio arrived in the dinning area Pat managed to get Speed and Trixi to sit next to each other and she was continuing to let Speed get a good view of her breasts by leaning foward on the table. Dispite the akward conversations that went on between Trixi and Speed, Pat felt that the budding relationship was going quite well. "Listen Trixi, Speed was wondering if you would care to join us for dinner tonight. Trixi responded with a resounding "That would be great Mrs. R... I mean Pat." Pat's Operation Trixi and Speed was on. Pat wanted to play with herself she was feeling so turned on by her matchmaking.
Speed drove the Mach 5 like a bat out of hell, he was even forced into using some of the "Special" equipment that was built into the car to get out of some real tight jams. Speed won the race and now he had time to think about Trixi and his mom. Speed knew that Trixi had been flying over head in the helicopter snapping photos of the race, and him in particular. Speed was dreaming about the night to come and would he have a chance to see Trixi naked. Speed's groin ached just thinking of Trixi in the nude. Speed quickly returned home where he showered and dressed for a visit from Trixi, when the doorbell finally rang, Speed moved to answer the door,it was Trixi. Speed opened the door and his mouth stood agape because Trixi was wearing a pair of tight fitting low riding pair of blue jeans that seemed to just about cling to her hips and a short sleeve shirt that was knoted above her flat stomach with well defined abs. "Well Speed, are you going to invite me in or are we just going to stand here in the door?" Trixi had a smile on her face to show she was kidding. Red faced Speed moved quickly aside to let Trixi enter the house. What ever perfume she was wearing it was intoxicating. "I like your perfume Trixi." Speed managed to say carefully. Before Trixi could respond, Pat Racer entered the house, she was wearing a form fitting pair of Spandex pants that rode low at her hips, and a very tight tank top that only enhanced the looks of her firm breasts. With a lingering kiss on Speed's lips Pat told her son, "You look good enough to eat honey." Then she went in to say hello to Trixi. "Well, don't you look lovely tonight Trixi, have a seat and Speed will bring you something to drink." Speed followed his mother to the bar. Pat had something already special made up for Speed and Trixi to drink. "Make sure you both drink this down, there's more where that came from." Pat instructed her son and to herself she said. "It's going to be a real hot night."
