*Where we last left off, Jane had just called Zach's house and asked to speak with him, being not sure that it was him that picked up the phone. We'll pick up there...*
"This is Zach" I answer.
"I thought it was you. Just wanted to be sure, sorry. I umm..." Jane replied.
"It's cool. She told me the whole deal, or enough anyway. You're needing a ride, right?"
"Yeah, I mean.. I hate for one of you guys to have to do it. If I'd of known she was gonna run off with shithead I never would have came."
"Ehh, I wasn't doin anything anyway. It's probably gonna be about forty five minutes or so for me to get there. Sound good?"
"Yeah. That's fine. I'll be here."
"Ok. Well, on the way then."
"Ok. Bye"
"Bye."
I grabbed my coat and keys, and headed out to the car. Or so I thought. I got almost to the living room and realized the fact that I hadn't even showered all day. I normally did it at night, but as I was off the next day, and hadn't planned on going anywhere, I was just gonna let it ride until tomorrow.
*Stupid fuck! What are you gonna do know? Call her back and be like 'Oh, um, sorry but it's gonna be a bit longer, I forgot I hadn't washed by nasty ass yet!?* I thought to myself.
I had to go now. So...
*Fuck it. Grab some of those flushable wipes from the bathroom, wipe down your pits while you drive, throw some fresh deodorant on, and hope for the best.*
As you can tell, I was thinking about as clearly as could be expected. I had some deodorant in the car, so I just ran back to the bathroom, grabbed a handful of wipes and headed for the door.
"Bye Mom."
"Where are going this time of night?" She asked. She was sitting on the couch watching TV, so I couldn't just blaze by her and not say anything.
"It's not that late. Just out to see some buddies. They just called so.."
"It's late enough to practically be tomorrow." She interrupted.
I looked at the wall clock. Big hand on four, little hand just past eleven. How long had I nodded off for?
"Ok, I honestly didn't know it was that late. I had been asleep. Still.. I already told them I'm coming so..."
"Oh just go on. I'll just sit here and keep myself company I guess."
"Love you Mom" I said as I leaned over and pecked her on the cheek.
"Yeah yeah. Love you too you little shit. And be careful! It's supposed to get bad out"
"I will bye" I said as I closed the front door.
The drive to the bar was pretty uneventful. By the time I got there, signs of impending rain were very evident. I pulled up to the front of the bar to find Jane standing on the porch, so I just pulled up in front of her. She came up, opened the passenger door, and got in.
"Hey. Thanks so much for this, and sorry again. I know this is getting old for everybody".
"What do you mean by that?"
She shot me a look in the realization that I didn't know this hadn't been the first time something like this had happened.
"I mean...Did you not know your dad had to come pick me up before?"
"I had no idea. So this is a becoming a regular thing?"
She looked back toward the bar, as if to acknowledge that we were still just sitting there. Her comment had threw me off so that I didn't even think to pull away.
"Sorry, didn't mean to just sit here. I was just surprised." I said as I began to pull away from the bar.
"It's fine. I guess I should of realized he wouldn't say anything. I know how your mom feels about Tyler. I guess the less people that now about him picking me up, the less of a chance it get's back to her. And I mean, no, not a regular thing. But then again kinda... this makes a few times now so... yeah"
"So... you're cool with that? And she just keeps having dad pick you up?"
"I mean, I'm trying to be nice about it but..."
"You can say whatever. I'm not gonna tell my sister anything."
She shot me a brief glance, that being only the second time she'd actually looked at me since she got in the car. She was always so shy. She did seem to be a little more talkative than I ever remembered her being though. Maybe she'd had a few drinks. Even though they weren't old enough to drink, you didn't have to be twenty-one to get into the bar, just eighteen. They had an area for dining, so you could just get food if you wanted. My sister was in a sorority with the girl that tended the bar there. She'd let them have a few drinks.
She quickly turned away, but then continued...
"I don't know. She really want's to get back together with him, but doesn't wanna come off like she does. I guess pretending to herself that she's just bumping into him at the bar, even though she talks to his friends and usually knows if he's gonna be there or not, makes her feel better about it or whatever. She always asks me to come cause I guess if she came by herself she would feel to obvious? I don't know. But she swore that this time she just wanted to go out, so I don't know if she's full of shit or not bu.."
"She's absolutely full of shit." I interrupted.
"Sorry, didn't mean to cut you off, but rest assured she knew what was gonna happen. She needs to just get back with him if that's what she wants. Mom will get over it eventually."
"That's what I told her! But she says she want's to take it slow. How is getting you brains fucked out by him in front of his buddies taking it..."
She cut herself off, realizing she'd shared way more than she'd meant to.
I just started laughing my ass off.
"Ha ha ha! I wondered how that shit worked at that place. It's all just one big open space, and the three of them all live there together... still. That shit's hilarious! So she just gets railed in front of everybody?"
Tyler and a couple of his buddies lived in an old garage on a property that one of those guys' family owned. I had seen it once, when they were fixing it up. Dad and I had brought them some tools to borrow. I remember Dad asking..
"So you guys gonna build on or something? Not much room to section off separate bedrooms in here."
"Nah man. Were just gonna rock it wide open in here. Like, kinda like a studio apartment, you know? We'll all have our own beds and whatnot. Were gonna put the kitchen space there along the back wall, with the sink up against the bathroom wall, where it'll be in the corner. That'll be the only room in here. What do ya think?" Tyler responded.
My dad looked at me, rolled his eyes, and looked back at Tyler.
"I think you boys are gonna be cramped for space, but whatever. You're young. You guys do your thing."
"Heck yeah man, it's gonna be sweet! Hey, thanks for the tools, I'll be sure they get back to ya." Tyler said.
"See that you do" My dad responded, as we were walking back to the truck.
Jane, realizing that I wasn't at all offended by what she'd said, continued...
"Pretty much yeah. I mean she says they "mostly" stay under the covers on his bed so no one really sees anything, whatever that means. They always tell me I can come and hang out, but fuck that shit. I've seen my fair share of people fucking, but not in real li.." She cut herself off again.
"Go on." I said. Knowing she must have been embarrassed that she'd basically just admitted to watching "her fair share" of porn, as she put it.
"I, uh..." She glanced at me with a sheepish grin. Only to see the one I was wearing myself.
"What are you smiling at?" She asked.
"Nothing, huh ha" I chuckled, as I turned on the wipers. We had only made it a few miles, and the rain had started.
"Uh huh. You better just focus on the road. I'll leave you alone so you can drive. I'm kinda tired anyway. I may just rest a bit the rest of the way.
Fuck. I'd embarrassed her. So much for our banter.
"You can lean the seat back if you want. You want something to cover up?"
"Nah, I think I'll be alright." She said. Then she looked down at a cap I had clipped around the shifter.
"Well actually, would you care if I took that and covered my eyes with it?" She asked, pointing to the hat.
"Go ahead"
She undid the clip, and took the hat from the shifter. She then laid the seat back and used the cap bill to cover her eyes, with the open hat part just resting on the front part of her head.
"Thanks again Zach" she said as she slumped down slightly.
"No problem. I'll wake you when we get there if you're asleep."
"Ok" she said.
With in a couple minutes I could tell by the way she was breathing that she was asleep.
I drove on a while longer. We passed past the end of the last town before we started back up into the mountains. The rain had gotten so bad that I'd had to slow down. I could barely see the lines on the road, even though I had the wipers going full blast.
I was just mulling over the fact that it was gonna be a pretty uneventful ride, when at the last second, I saw something in the road. I swerved to miss it, and did with the front tire. The back was not so lucky. I could feel the impact on the passenger side rear tire when it ran over it. I was already going pretty slow, but slowed down even more until I was sure it had just been something harmless like roadkill. It didn't feel like roadkill. I knew all to well, living where we did, what that felt like to run over. This was different.
I looked down at Jane. Somehow, through all of that, she remained asleep. I continued to drive, albeit at a snail's pace. It wasn't long before I felt it. That wobbly sway a car gets when going around a curve with a low back tire.
*Fuck's sake. Of all the times to get a flat. I better find a place to pull over* I thought.
A couple more wobbly curves, and I found one. A wide spot beside the road that served as a parking lot for a short hiking trail. Luckily, I knew the area. If I hadn't, I may have missed it in the downpour. I pulled off, and turned off the car.
I sat there for just a minute, looking at Jane. Still sound asleep. I knew what I had to do. No reason to freak her out with the situation. I gently opened the glove box that was in front of her, retrieved the flashlight I had in it, and gently closed it back. I took a deep breath, opened by door, and stepped out into the deluge. I gently closed the door back while holding up on the handle, to do so as quietly as possible.
Before I had even made it around the back of the car, I was soaked head to toe. I shone the light on the tire. It may have had ten pounds of pressure in it, where about thirty-five should have been, and I could hear the air still pouring out. Even over the beating sound of the rain.
I went back to the back of the car, and popped the hatch open. I moved around some stuff I had in there, so I could get down to the spare. Strangely, some of it wasn't where I remembered it being. And then I realized why.
I yanked franticly at the carpet and panels covering the spare tire area, praying I was wrong. When I got down to it, there it was. The donut spare, and it appeared to be in good shape but, the jack.. the jack was nowhere to be seen.
My father had it. He had told me a few days prior...
"I'm gonna grab that scissor jack from your car when I go to Bob's. It'll be just the thing to squeeze under that low car. Grab the floor jack from the garage if you take your car anywhere. Don't forget."
Well. Yeah. Of course I'd forgotten. And what now? Without the a jack, there was no way to swap the spare onto the car. The bad tire was flat as a pancake now. We weren't going anywhere on it.
I lowered the panels back down over the spare, no use getting it out at this point, and gently closed the hatch. I walked around to the driver's side of the car to see how far we were off the road. I had pulled off a decent distance from the road, and good thing. We were gonna be here a while. I gently opened the door, and got back in the car, slowly closing it behind me.
I grabbed my phone. Sometimes, you could still get a couple bars this far up. I looked at the screen. One bar. Actually just the little tower icon next to the signal meter. There was no way I could call with that. I moved the phone around the car a little, but no luck. Same signal. I figured I could get a text out with that, so I texted the only person I could.. my sister. Cause fuck telling Mom. She'd just freak out anyway.
I told my sister what had happened, and told her she needed to head the fuck home. We could use the jack from her car to change the tire.
I looked at Jane. Still, dead asleep. At least she hadn't woken up. Or even worse, gone into one of her sleepwalking spells. I just sat there, soaking wet. What else could I do? Every couple minutes I'd look at the phone in my hand, like it would have somehow received a response from my sister without letting me know. Then, as if matters couldn't get any worse, I realized I really had to pee.
I hadn't even felt it creep up on me in all the excitement. But it was unignorable now. What the hell was I gonna do? If it weren't for the rain, I'd just hop outside and head down the trail a few steps. Far enough that Jane couldn't see my junk if she woke up, but close enough that she could still see me. So she wouldn't freak out. I was already soaked, so I figured that was my best option. But then, I saw an old cup sitting in the cup holder.
If it had just been me, I would've immediately got my cock out, grabbed the cup, and went right there. But what about Jane?
I couldn't. What if she woke up? But she had slept so soundly through everything that, maybe.. I thought about it for a minute or two. Running all the scenarios through my head as to how it might play out. The whole time, my bladder was getting tighter. I decided to check and see about her...
"Jane?" I said. Not to loud, but where she could certainly hear.
"Jane, hey Jane" I repeated, as I very gently nudged her shoulder.
She inhaled softly, and wiggled around for just a second, but that was it. At this point, I decided fuck it. I wasn't going out in that rain again until I had a way to change that tire. I grabbed the cup and held it at my crotch, undid my fly, yanked my dick out, and began pissing profusely into it.
The relief felt so good that it washed over my whole body. I hadn't realized how long I'd been holding it. I was holding the cup at an angle, with the part of the rim at the lowest resting against my pants. Being at an angle like that, and as fast as I was filling it up, the piss reached the edge of the rim sooner than I had expected. I didn't even notice at first, as I had threw my head back in relief. I only found out when the warm liquid started rolling down my balls, and into the space where my taint met the car seat, with only a layer of denim between them. I hadn't taken the time to put on boxers when I'd gotten up that morning.
I squeezed my cock to cut off my stream, producing an instant pressure buildup in it so strong that it felt like it would inflate it with piss. I sat the cup back in the cup holder, and then used the same hand to just barely open the door. I assumed I could nudge the door open a little with my left elbow while I used my right hand and arm to bring the cup over and pour it right into the door jamb area. That way I wouldn't have to open the door to much and could keep out most of the rain. Then I could bring the cup back down to my crotch and blast the rest of my pee into it. Keep in mind, my cock is absolutely throbbing to the point it got kinda tingly. I actually kinda liked the felling if I'm honest, but It felt like if I'd held it like that much longer it was gonna go numb.
So I attempt to pull off the aforementioned maneuver, only to push a bit to hard with my elbow and almost fall completely out of the car. I instinctively turned lose of my cock with my left hand, and used it to catch myself on the open door. My head, left arm and shoulder were getting soaked with rain, at the same time my car was getting soaked with piss. The pent up stream shot strait up and hit the headliner for just a second, before calming back down to drench the gauges and parts of the dash, then settling on the steering wheel. I poured the cup of pee out, and closed the door gently. I was still pissing, but it had calmed down to just a slow steam. At this point I just said fuck it, and emptied the remainder of my bladder onto the steering wheel, and in my lap.
After it was all over, I looked over at Jane. Still. Sound. Asleep. I breathed a sigh of relief. But what now? I was gonna have to eventually wake her and tell her about the tire. I didn't wanna just let her wake up when my sister finally came. Or at some random point in the night, only to discover she had involuntarily traded her safe ride home to a warm bed in her own house, for unsuccessful ride that got her to some random dark place on the side of the road in the middle of the woods, in a car that was both broken down, and partially covered in piss. At least I hadn't gotten any on her.
I knew what I had to do, but I decided I'd check my phone one last time. Maybe my sister got back to me and I didn't hear it with everything that had just happened. I grabbed it and looked. Nothing, but oh would I be glad I waited those extra few moments to wake up Jane.
Just as I was sitting my phone back down, she inhaled deeply, and started squirming around. She stretched her arms out, and let out an exhale that sounded like a sigh.
*Oh no!* I thought
*She's waking up! What if she smells the pee? How would I explain it?*
She brought her arms back down, and sat up in the seat. I was just about to speak to her, and attempt to start explaining the absolute cluster fuck that was the present situation, when her hands suddenly went strait to her waist. She was wearing a pair of shorts with an elastic waistband. They were short, but not to slutty. They looked like they would cover her asscheeks from what I could tell of how long they were. What happened next was just as unexpected as it was delightful.
She ripped her shorts right off, bending her knees and bringing her feet up from the floor and pulling the shorts over them. My cap fell from it's place on her head in the process. It landed on the floorboard. With the cap gone, I immediately realized part of what was happening. Jane's eyes were open, but she wasn't looking at me, or anything else in the car. She had that thousand yard stare again. Her gaze went strait out the windshield, and into the woods. She tossed the shorts at the dash, but they didn't make it to the top and slid down into the floor.
Jane was sleepwalking. Or, well, whatever you would call the equivalent of it when someone's in that state but remains seated. It was just after I realized this, that I realized something else. She wasn't wearing any panties! At least not now she wasn't. I was pretty sure I didn't see any come off with the shorts either. I couldn't see much at that point, but that was all about to change.
She scooched down to edge of the seat, and spread her legs. Revealing her beautiful pale and pink pussy.
*You already turned on the driver's map light before you attempted to pee in the cup. Could you turn on the passenger's as well, and maybe even the main dome light?* I thought.
*It may wake her up. Should I risk it?... Fuck it!*
With that, I turned on both the remaining overhead lights. I wasn't sure what was happening, but I was going to let it play out with as good a view as I could get. Jane didn't flinch, at least not from the lights. She rubbed her thighs gently with her hands, inhaled deeply, leaned her head back and closed her eyes. She then slowly exhaled, as she brought her head back down, and slowly opened her eyes. She looked down at her crotch, at the same time that she started to piss.
How was this happening... again?! I didn't know or care, all I knew was I was thankful for it on many different levels. She just let it out for a few moments, just sitting there staring at it. Then, she slowly moved her left hand from it's place on her thigh, and pulled it up to her pussy. She ran her fingers through the stream, sort of fanning them back and forth through it. Then, she pulled her hand up just a little higher, and using her two middle fingers, began to rub her clit. She moved her right hand up, and reached inside up her shirt. She finagled around at her bra for a moment, until she got her hand under it. She began to rub and squeeze it, I'm not sure exactly how as her hand was covered, but the intent was obvious.
Was she actually gonna get off right here in front of me? As she absolutely drowned my car's floormat and carpet with her piss? Not to mention my poor hat, as well as her shorts. It was then that I realized, I had never even put my cock away. And it was, naturally, rock fucking hard. I started jerking my dick like a man possessed, as she continued to do her thing.
Sadly, it was shortly after this that her torrent subsided, and then stopped completely. She inhaled, and sighed. Was it in regret for not finishing herself off? If so I could sympathize. I was really close though, but I decided to slow down, and just wait to see what happened next.
Jane took her wet hand, and wiped it off on her shirt. She then pulled the other one out from inside it. She leaned back in the seat, brought her knees up to her chest, rolled toward me into a sort of semi fetal position, and closed her eyes.
I sat there for just a few minutes, cock in hand, just looking at her. She was so fuckin cute. She had let her hair grow out into it's natural color. A beautiful light auburn. This was the first time I would see it. Her fair skinned thighs pulled up to her chest made her little ass stick out toward the dash. I could only make out a bit of the side of it, but it was so adorable. As much as I was enjoying admiring her, I knew the fun had come to an end. I had to wake her up. I didn't know what I was gonna tell her, other than just the truth, to explain everything. Well, maybe not everything. There was no point bringing up my own mishap earlier. The smell from that was certainly no concern now that her aroma had filled the air.
I put my cock back into my pants. Not a fun task. I was still standing tall, and they were not just wet, but now getting cold. I managed. I reached back behind the passengers seat, and grabbed the coat that I had offered to let her cover up with earlier. I ever so gently laid it over her naked bottom. Her knees stuck out the top. I took a deep breath, and began to nudge her shoulder.
"Jane... Jaaane" I said as I gently rocked her shoulder. She didn't wake up.
"Jane!" I said a little louder, as I shook just slightly faster. Still nothing.
"Come on Jane, you've gotta wake up. Jane.. Jaaane!... JANE!! I raised my voice to not quite the point of yelling at her, but still pretty loud, as I gave her a firm shake.
She inhaled sharply, her eyes shot wide open, and she reached up and grabbed my arm as she tensed up, and finally awoke.
"Wha..what? What's...Zach? What are.. what am I.."
"I gave you a ride home, remember?"
She relaxed just a bit.
"Ooohh. Yeah. From the bar." She said, finally coming out of the freshly woken haze she was in.
"Yeah, about that. Some shit's hap..."
"What.. why am.." She interrupted me.
"Why am I NAKED?!! WHAT THE FUCK?!!" She yelled as she reached down under the coat to feel her completely bottomless lower half.
"Look, your shorts are in the floorboard, but.."
Before I could finish she bolted down and grabbed them, while being sure to hold the coat with her other hand to keep herself covered.
"Jane they're..." but I was too late. She had gotten them. She pulled them up and just stared at them with, a bewildered look on her face, as they dripped all over the coat.
"What the actual fuck...? Why are they wet?! And not covering my fuckin ass right now? Zach, what the fuck? Seriously WHAT THE FUCK?!!" She yelled as she threw them down between us, and pulled away from me toward the passenger door.
"Jane, you wepsalked!! That's what I've been trying to tell you."
"I what?! What the fuck are you talkin about?"
"Fuck! Sleepwalked! You fuckin sleepwalked Jane. Sorry I just...I was trying so hard to get a word in, I got all tongue-tied."
She just looked at me for a moment. Then she looked down at the shorts, and then in the floorboard. Then, I saw her left nostril, the only one I could see at the moment, flare out just slightly. She was smelling it now. She slowly turned her gaze back to me and, now much more calm, just said...
"Go on"
"Ok" I said, as I breathed a sigh of tepid relief.
"So, you remember saying you were just gonna rest until we got to your house?"
"Yeah, I guess."
"Yeah so, you fell asleep pretty quick. I just kept driving, I had to slow down a little cause the rain got so bad, but anyway... It was so bad that I couldn't really see good, even with the wipers on high and being slowed down and all, and I ended up running over something in the road. I was hoping it was just a dead animal or whatever but, the car started swaying in the curves. I knew it had to be the tire, so I pulled over here."
"Where's here?"
"The trailhead going up the mountain. That parking lot. That's where we are."
"And you don't have a spare?" she asked. Apparently already understanding that the tire had gone flat and that the next logical step should have been to swap it out with the spare.
"I do, but.. I don't have a jack, so..."
"So we're stuck here. Ok. Why didn't you just ca..."
"I don't have any service" I cut her off.
"Or at least, not enough to call from. I already texted my sister, but she hasn't got back yet."
"She won't. She turns her phone off when she's with him, and she'll be there pretty much all night. He'll bring her back to her car with just enough time for her to get home before your mom gets up. I know how this goes. Why didn't you just wake me up and ask me how good of service my phone had? And Zach..."
"Yes Jane?"
"Why. The fuck! Am I NAKED?!!" She said. Her voiced raised to almost a yell. She was getting impatient. Understandably so. So I just told her.
"Because you wanted to be!! I guess... I don't know. Like I said, you were in that sleepwalker state. Whatever you call it. You were laying there asleep in the seat, through all that shit with the tire, and me fooling around in the back of the car checking on the spare and all, you stayed fast asleep through all of it. Then, not long after I had gotten back in the car, I was messing with my phone, seeing if my sister had responded, seeing if I had better service, just trying to figure something out. And then...then you just sat up in the seat, stretched your arms out, then just sat straight up in the seat and..." I trailed off. How did I explain what happened next?
"And?" she repeated after me.
"And you just yanked your shorts right off. You had my cap covering your face, remember? It fell down when you were squirming around with the shorts, and that's when I saw that your eyes were wide open. Wide open, and had that look about them. That look I'd seen in them when you would sleepwalk at the house when we were younger. That's how I knew you were.. like that. Anyway, you just threw the shorts in the floor. Or well, you threw them on the dash, but they fell to the floor. So...that was it. That's why you don't have them on."
She was quiet for a moment, and then..
"Somnambulism"
"What?"
"Somnambulism. That's what it's called. I mean, if you want to get technical. You say sleepwalking, a lot of people expect you to be moving around the whole time. Still, that's what I call it. People at least have some idea what you mean when you say sleepwalking, but you can be standing still, seated, even laying down and still be in that state."
"So I saw. Look, it is what it is. I know you have no control over it, obviously. I'm just glad you understand that... I mean Jane I would never..."
"I know" she said. "I'm sorry I freaked out, but I mean.."
"You had every right to" I cut her off. "You were forced awake, in a strange place, only to find out you were completely bottomless, and you had no idea why."
She paused for another moment, then said..
"Yeah, it's pretty fucked up. I do some weird shit when I get like that. Like, some reeeally weird shit. Burned the hell out of myself trying to cook one time when I was like that. So Zach..."
"Yes Jane?"
She paused for a moment, then looked down at the shorts...
"How did they get wet, Zach? You never said" she asked. Staring at them the whole time.
"Well, about that.." I said. And here we were.
"Look, why don't you give me your phone, I can see if I can get a call out. I'll turn around while I do and you can put your shorts back on and.."
"Zach.." she said cutting me off, almost in a whisper, as she reached over and picked the shorts back up. She brought them closer to her face, put them right under her nose, and smelled them. Then, she closed her eyes. I saw her lip start to quiver. She continued what she was going to say, now in somewhat shaky, breathy voice.
"Just tell me what happened"
She opened her eyes. They were quickly becoming wet with tears.
"Well...they had fell in the floor. And you...well you were of course, I mean, you had no bottoms on. I mean obviously, right? So you were there, like that, the shorts were down there, with my cap, and..."
I paused for a moment, and looked at her. The tears hadn't left her eyes just yet. They were close though. She said nothing.
"Jane.." I paused one last time when I said it.
"Jane you just...you peed on them." There it was. Cutting through the tension like a broadsword. I continued.
"You just started peein in the floor, and on everything down there. I guess you just really had to go. Look, it's no b.."
I didn't finish, because she put her head down on her bent up knees, and started crying. Through the tears and the sobs she said...
"I'm so sorry!! I...I...I'm such a fuckin freak! I swear, I can't even take a fuckin car ride with bo... with someone, without that bullshit fuckin everything up."
"Jane, It's fine."
"Is it? Is it fine Zach? I mean I just turned your car into a fuckin urinal for fucks sake. How the hell am I supposed to be... how can I expect you to... just fuck my life." She said, as she buried her head again.
Then, before I could reply, she popped right back up. She reached down with the hand that was holding the coat up, and grabbed both my cap, and the floor mat, the coat falling down a bit in the process. She held up all three piss soaked items, the mat and hat in one hand, and the shorts still in the other, and said...
"Just look at this shit! Just look at it, and tell me. Tell me what a little fuckin weirdo I am! Tell me how I'm just a fuckin freakshow! Tell me.."
Before she could finish, I grabbed the hat from her hand. She dropped the mat back in the floor when I did.
"Ok. I'll tell you. Tell you how that yeah, it is fucked up. Fucked up that all this shit happens to you when you're like that, and then you're left dealing with the consequences. Tell you that I wish you could just not give a fuck what people thought, even though that's pretty hypocritical I guess. We all spend way to much time worrying about what other people think, myself certainly included. But most of all, I'll tell you how I don't give a flyin fuck, that your piss is all over my floor, all over my seat, hell I don't even give a flyin fuck that it's all over my fuckin head!"
With that, I flung the hat open, and put it on.
She actually laughed. Through her tears, but laughed none the less. Then she just looked at me for a moment. The pee had started coming down in a couple streaks from the saturated mess of a cap.
"You're dumb." She finally said. She reached out to take the hat off me, but I pulled away.
"Nope. It's not comin off. Not till you say it" I told her.
"Say what?"
"Say how we've got a lot bigger problems to deal with than just some harmless piss."
"Stop. You've made your point" she said as she went to move in closer to grab the hat. When she did she separated her legs that had been together, blocking her bare naked crotch. And with the coat down on the seat, there it was. That gorgeous pussy. I couldn't help but look at it. It distracted me enough that I just let her take the cap. As soon as she had it, she caught on to where my gaze was fixed, and realized what she'd done. She covered it up really quick with the hat.
"Dude, seriously?" she said, a laughed just a bit.
"Did you not get a good enough look before? Just can't help yourself huh? Ha ha."
"Who says I saw anything? I mean, for all you know, I turned and looked out the window"
"So that's how it went huh? I'm just pissin in the floor, and you're over there all averting your gaze and whatnot. Being the gentleman that you are of course."
"Wow. I mean, that's exactly how it happened. It's almost like you were there."
"Fucking smartass!" she said. As she said it, she threw the only thing she had in the only hand that wasn't holding the only thing covering her privates. Her piss soaked shorts.
They smacked me right in the face. I quickly grabbed them, and tossed them behind my back. I had repositioned by self with my back to the driver's door when we started talking, so we could face each other. So being back there, she couldn't get to them.
"Well at least this smartass will have some bottoms to wear home. I mean I guess you could walk in in your panties and...oh...wait. Yeeeeah...about that."
She raised up out of the seat on her knees, and lunged toward me. Arms reaching around me, toward my back. I'll have to give it to her, she smacked those thighs together onto that cap to hold it in place right on top of her pussy. She was determined not to give me another peek.
"Mother fucker, come on. Give em back" she said as she grasped and clawed behind me.
"You didn't seem to be in to big a hurry to put em back on before... tell me Jane, what's changed your mind all of a sudden?" I said, as we kept playfully struggling with each other.
"I was just lettin em dry off a little bit"
"HA! Yeah, and they're bone dry now! Just ask my piss soaked face!"
She started laughing. So did I. She came to rest on me just a bit, admittedly pretty awkwardly.
"Don't make me laugh! I still have to go a little. I might.."
"Oh no Jane! Don't laugh so hard you piss yourself right into my hat! Here in my car? What ever would we do?!"
We both laughed again.
"Apparently if I did need to go, this is the place to do it. You sure don't seem to bothered by it being on your floor mat, the carpet, the seat, your hat. Even right here" she said , as she took a finger and gently wiped away a drop of pee from my face.
We just stayed there like that for a moment. Looking at each other, not saying anything. I let go of the shorts. She pulled them around in front of us, but didn't move away. She just kept looking at me, with those stunning green eyes. Finally, she asked..
"What are we doing?"
"Well, I'm sitting here, your piss running down my face, and the rest of me soaking wet from the rain. That's not to mention where I'm sitting. Which is my car. That happens to also have your piss covering or soaked into parts of it. Keep in mind that this is all while said car is broken down, in what might be the most intense rainstorm of our lives, with no good hope of help being on the way. All while you half lay on me, while half naked, with my hat, which is also soaked in your piss by the way, barely covering your vagina. Oh, and we can't forget about those shorts of yours, also soaked in your piss, that are sandwiched between our bodies right now. Cause goodness knows, you have to let them dry out before you put them back on. So, one could say, we're just doing some of that weird shit you were talking about."
Without hesitation, she just said..
"No"
"No? So you don't think any of this is weird?"
"Sure. But that weird stuff I was talking about, see, it makes me feel bad when I figure out what I've done. This shit, as weird as it is... well. Lets just say I don't feel that way. Not anymore anyway."
Our eyes stayed locked on each other.
"So how do you feel?"
"I'm not sure. Other than cold. Especially my ass. I do know that."
We both chuckled. I raised up a little, she wasn't expecting it. She looked at me in confusion, then started to get up herself. I put my arm around her back, to keep her close. I reached over in the passenger seat, and grabbed the coat. One of her legs was still on it. She had to move it for me to get the coat. When she did, she repositioned a little. Got herself more comfortable. I draped the coat over her legs and bare ass, and leaned back into the position I had came from.
"Better?" I asked.
She raised up just a bit, and threw the shorts in the floor. She then reached down under the coat, yanked out the hat, and did the same with it. She nuzzled back down, and brought a hand back to my face. She swiped away a couple more drops of pee, before just letting her hand rest on my face.
"Yeah. I think I'm doin pretty good. You?"
I pulled her in a little tighter.
"Yeah. Pretty good."
She slowly moved her hand from my face, and reached around to put her arm around the back of my neck.
We both took a moment, and just looked into each others eyes. Then we both slowly leaned in, and kissed each other.
When we were done, she said with a smirk..
"All that shit leading to this... kinda weird."
"Good weird or bad weird?"
"The best weird."
We started making out. It went on for a few minutes, then she pulled back, and gave me the most mischievous look.
"What?" I asked.
"I didn't say anything!"
"No, but you're damn sure thinking something."
She giggled. Then said..
"It's just, you really do seem to be kinda OK with it."
"It?"
She held her hand up to a drop of pee at the end of a few of my hairs, and took it on the end of one of her fingers. She brought it down to where we both could see it clearly. Her eyes met mine. They had a look in them that asked me to acknowledge the obvious...
"Ehh, I don't know if I'd say I'm kinda OK with it."
"No?"
"Nah. More like, really OK with it."
She smiled ear to ear. By far the biggest and best one I'd ever seen on her.
I leaned in for another kiss. When we were done, I told her..
"What I'm absolutely not OK with, is the way we're situated."
"Holy fuck, I'm glad you said something. I'm sore as hell.
"I know how we can actually get way more comfortable, now that we both seem to be OK with the reality of being stuck here a while."
She looked at me inquisitively.
"Tell me more"
"So, I've kinda half ass converted this station wagon we find ourselves trapped in, into a poor man's van life ride. There were multiple blankets, and a big sleeping bag back there. As well as an air mattress. I've got an auxiliary power system too, but it just runs some small stuff. Couple of lights, twelve volt cigar lighter style plugs for charging stuff up, just the basics. I don't know if Dad took any of it out when he got the jack or not. I know at least some of it's back there. We'll just have to check."
She stared at me for a few seconds, and then said..
"Are you fuckin kiddin me right now?"
She proceeded to spin around, and dive halfway into the back. The coat fell down onto her shins and feet in the process. Leaving her legs, and her cute little ass, poking out between the front seats. She got up on her knees on the console, and bent over with her ass up, revealing that gorgeous pussy. It was all I could do not to dive my face into her, the way she did the back of the car.
She looked around for a few seconds, and proclaimed...
"I think it's all here." As she crawled the rest of the way into the back.
She then poked her head out between the front seats and said..
"You comin or not?"
*We'll return to Zach and Jane's adventure in Part 3.*