Hi folks, before you read this story please remember that it's exactly that, a story, total fiction. So before you go to the bother of telling me that it's impossible to get a double bed and four adults in a Ford Galaxy and how long it takes to drive 200 miles or the fact that a mattress doesn't make a car soundproof or that you shouldn't take your eyes off of the road while driving please remember that this is an amateur story written by an amateur writer. Life's too short to get upset about a story. So please comment about how shit my writing is or the fact that this story is shit, fair enough. But please please leave out the racist comments about my country I wouldn't dream of doing it to you, I love you ALL.
Phil
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Harold Bartlett loved his wife. It really was as simple as that, and had done so since he met her when he was nineteen and she was a pretty innocent girl of seventeen.
At nineteen Harry, as he was known, was an apprentice fitter and worked for British Rail Engineering. As an apprentice Harry had to work in every fitting department of the works and so he met and worked with lots of various people. One of the men he met was Charlie Brooks, a foreman of the Diesel Shop. Charlie took quite a liking to Harry and found him to be a very capable apprentice and a very likeable young man. Harry really enjoyed working in the Diesel Shop and learned as much as he could whilst he worked with Charlie there.
Charlie was very active socially with most of his fitters and along with his family had regular parties and barbecues. Harry was the first apprentice that Charlie invited to a barbecue and he felt very honoured and privileged to be so.
"Well H, you must be well in with Charlie to be invited to one of these do's" exclaimed one of the fitters Mike Frampton.
"I dunno about that but it feels great to be here" Harry answered.
"You better do a bit of mingling and let the boss show off his greatest protΓ©gΓ©"
Harry looked around the crowd to pick on someone to introduce himself to. Every fitter from the Diesel Shop was there along with their wives. Looking past a small bunch of fitters from the Injector Room, Harry saw what was possibly the most beautiful object he'd ever seen in his life.
"Fucking hell, who's that?" Harry exclaimed to Mike.
"Who? What? Where? When? Who the fuck you shouting about?"
"Her, over there, the girl in the red party dress, the red head with the green eyes."
"Oh fuck, you've got it bad already!" Answered Mike looking over the crowd.
Mikes eyes fell on the fair skinned girl with red hair in the bright red dress with string straps.
"Holy shit, you mean Kim don't you?"
"Kim!" Harry repeated as if in a daze.
"Don't go anywhere near there H, unless you want Charlie to hang you from the nearest jib crane before you have a chance to run."
"Oh my god she's beautiful, I've got to speak to her." Said Harry, not really taking in what Mike was saying.
"Harry! That's Kim, Charlie's only and precious daughter, if you even think about speaking to her he'll murder you, she's seventeen and Charlie's whole life. If he wanted a grubby little urchin like you sniffing around the most valuable thing in his life he'd say so. If I were you I'd stay well away before he rips yer head off and shits down yer neck!" Proclaimed Mike.
Harry just stood there holding his beer in one hand and his mouth in the other.
Suddenly Charlie came up to the pair of them from behind and put his large arms around their shoulders.
"And prey tell, what are you two evil grease monkeys conferring about?" He enquired.
"N n nothing s s sir" Mike stuttered back.
"Relax Frampton I'm only pulling your chain." Charlie laughed.
"S s s sorry sir"
"Look, you don't have to call me sir, not at least until I get the knighthood I so richly deserve. Relax, have a good time."
Harry stood still and quiet, not moving or taking his eyes away from Kim.
"Come with me Harry, there's someone I'd like you to meet." Ordered Charlie pulling Harry in the direction he pretty much wanted to go anyway.
"Kim, this is Harry, he's gonna be apprentice of the year and is shooting for the stars." Harry said loudly to his daughter.
"Pleased to meet you." Kim said quietly.
"Y y you're amazing... A a absolutely amazing." Harry spluttered.
"Now now Harry, don't get carried away. I'm sure you two can find lots to talk about" said Charlie pushing the young couple towards each other.
Harry was mesmerised by Kim's beauty as she looked shyly into his eyes and the whole world disappeared around them.
"Marry me!" Harry almost shouted from the rooftops.
"Ok" Kim answered.
People were coming up to them and trying to start conversations but the two future lovers were in a complete new universe and nothing else mattered to them.
From then on they were a couple and Harry was on cloud nine, along with everyone who knew them.
"I know you really want to and so do I, but do we both want our first time to be in the back of my old car in a lay-by?" Asked Harry smiling gently.
"I don't care where we are as long as we're together." Answered Kim, undoing the top buttons of her blouse.
"Just because you're eighteen and of legal age now, there's no hurry to lose your virginity. I'm just as desperate to do it as you are but we can still wait for the right time and place."
"Harry any time or any place is right if it's with you." She replied and undid another two buttons.
"I love you so much"
"And I love you more honey" she cooed.
Kim let her blouse slide over her shoulders in one smooth movement and tilted her head cutely giving Harry one of her famous smiles.
Although quite cramped in the back seat of his Ford Sierra, Harry felt that his cock would burst free of his jeans at any moment. Kim leaned back against the door in her lacy white bra and looked down as she put both her hands on her knees and in an amazingly slutty fashion she clawed her skirt up her naked thighs.
If Harry didn't know for sure he could almost swear that she had done this before.