(Thanks to Drewau for editing. Comments and feedback always welcome and appreciated. As with most of my stories, it is advised to read the previous chapters for context.)
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It had been two weeks since their encounter in the laundry room with Mary Ann, and laundry day was now their favorite day of the week. The three had met up a few times since, but because of their differing schedules, it was hard to arrange.
Nicci had the naughty idea to send a few pornographic clips of her and Tom together to tide Mary Ann over. Mary Ann, for her part, sent back a picture of herself covered in so much cum that it looked like someone had doused her with white paint. That picture was accompanied by two words, "One load."
After a few more texts, Nicci got the full story. She had gone to a dancing bear party, where the striper had something called Hyperactive Testes Disorder. Apparently, it wasn't the guy whose video went viral a couple months earlier. That guy lived on the east coast.
Nicci didn't understand many of the references in her text, but she guessed it was stuff from the part of the internet that her and Tom had avoided most of their lives. When she did look up the viral video that Mary Ann had mentioned, she watched it 12 times and fingered herself to orgasm twice that many.
"You ready to go?" Tom asked.
"Huh." Nicci had been daydreaming.
Tom rubbed her back and asked, "Are you ok? You've been pensive all day."
Nicci sighed. "Yea, I've just been imagining what it would be like to be doused with a gallon of cum."
Tom smiled and said, "Well, if you want to skip the grocery store today, I could give it my best shot."
Nicci patted his cheek affectionately and gave him a peck on the lips. "I would love to, but sadly I cannot live on just your cum." Then she walked out the door.
Tom followed behind her. "Well we could try."
Once they were in the car, Tom couldn't help but notice Nicci's long tan legs in her sexy jean shorts. It wasn't like her to show so much skin. The other night at the laundry was a very rare and drastic situation. He wasn't complaining, but they made it hard for him to concentrate on the road. Her white T was tucked into her shorts and that made her fantastic figure stand out even more.
As Tom drove he kept glancing over at her legs. About halfway to the grocery store, Tom finally had to touch them. He started off simply, he rested a hand on her left knee. This surprised Nicci as they had typically been very reserved about PDA in the past. Granted, that was before their sexual revolution.
She found she liked it. It felt naughty in a less obvious and overt way. It also felt much more affectionate than the wild lust filled hump fests they had grown accustomed too. She smiled at him and rubbed his shoulder reassuringly.
Tom took that as a sign he wasn't pushing any kind of boundary. Not that they had many of those left. He started running his hand up and down her thigh. Not too high, only about a quarter of the way up her leg. Again, Nicci said nothing.
He decided to play a game of chicken, to see how far he could get before she stopped him. With every pass of his hand, he brought it further and further up her leg. Nearly indistinguishable changes. But Nicci noticed. Every time Tom touched her body under any circumstances she noticed. His touch was like electricity to her.
She decided to play a game of chicken with him. She would let him keep working his way up her leg, until he chickened out. She was confident that he would get about an inch away from her crotch and stop. She had been the one so far that had to keep pushing him to do more.
Tom couldn't believe how for she was letting him go. His hand was now rubbing her inner thigh, and his pinky was only about an inch from her inseam. That was when he caught the suppressed grin on her lips. She was testing him. She didn't believe that he would go any farther. She expected him to bow out before anything got too hot. He would show her.
Nicci nearly jumped when Tom began cupping between her legs. He was doing it, he was actually doing it. They couldn't do this in a car driving down the road. Nicci thought. Yes, it was super hot, but they could be spotted at any second. They were pulling up at a red light now, if anyone on the sidewalk simply looked over, they would see him touching her. But she was not going to break.
Tom was rock hard and scared out of his mind. He wanted to pull his hand away, but he was afraid the movement would draw attention and pedestrians would see what he had been doing. When the light changed and he pulled through the intersection, he thought about withdrawing. But then he saw the worry in her eyes. He was about to break her, he was about to win this. He just had to move a little further.
Nicci bit her lip to keep from reacting when she felt Tom undo the button on her shorts. Now this was really getting out of hand, she had to end this. But then she had a thought. What if she fought back. She slid her hand into Tom's lap and began rubbing his erection through his shorts. This will get him she thought.
As soon as Nicci began rubbing him, he lost all sense of logic or reason. He was no longer playing chicken. He was an animal seeking to quench his desire. He began unzipping Nicci's jeans, and she did the same to him. Then he slid his hand beneath her panties and began massaging her clit.
Nicci moaned in pleasure. She had let this go on too far, and now she didn't want it to stop. Through much manual dexterity, she managed to snake his erection past his underwear and though his zipper. They were now both groaning and rubbing each other. Nicci felt her tension rising higher and higher. Until...
"STOP!!!!!!!" She screamed and Tom slammed on his brakes. The tires squealed as they desperately clawed at the asphalt. But it was too late. Tom had rear ended the car in front of him.
"Oh no." Tom said.
"It's ok. It's just a fender bender. These happen all the time. We just trade insurance and call the police."
"No, I'm about to cum."
"What? You can't cum now. The other driver's going to be back here any minute now." Nicci was starting to feel Tom's panic.
"I know, but I can't stop it."
