MILF Mechanic's Sexy Bargain E-Book

Alana Church

• Herausgeber: Boruma Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2021

Beschreibung

MILF Mechanic's Sexy Bargain

Leseprobe

MILF Mechanic’s Sexy Bargain

By Alana Church

Artwork by Moira Nelligar

Copyright 2021 Alana Church

~~ All characters in this book are over 18. ~~

Chapter 1

“All right,” Corey’s mother said, glancing out the kitchen window to see if her ride to the airport had arrived. “Let’s hear the rules.”

He stifled a sigh. “Seriously? Again?”

“Yes, Corey. Again. If I’m going to be leaving you here on your own for a week, I want to make sure that both of us agree on what is and what is not going to be allowed while I’m not around.” She set her hands on her ample hips. “It’s not too late to call your father and tell him to come and pick you up. Do you really want to stay with Tyrell all week? Push me much further and you will.”

“Fine, fine.” He raised his hands in surrender. “No parties. No alcohol. Home by eleven every night.” He ticked the points off on his fingers as his mother nodded. “No one here after ten. I can use the credit card, but only for emergencies.” He raised his eyebrows. “Who decides if something is an emergency, anyway?”

“If you think you have an emergency, call me, and I’ll let you know if it qualifies,” Janet Prager said, her lips quirking. “And before you ask, having a sudden craving for deep-dish pizza is not an emergency.”

“Drat. Foiled again,” he grinned. “What about the car?”

“Your car?” His mother shrugged. “Drive wherever you feel like, as long as you’re home by curfew.”

“No, Mom. Not my piece of junk. Your car.”

“What about it?”

“Can I borrow it? Just once or twice?”

“No.”

“Mom! Come on!”

“I said no, Corey. You don’t need to show off by driving my car around. Not even for Melody. Besides,” she said, her tone softening slightly, “if she needs a fancy car to be convinced that you’re worth spending time with, then maybe she’s the wrong girl for you.”

“All right,” he grunted. He hadn’t expected his mother to give in on that point, so he didn’t press the issue. “Anything else?”

“Don’t eat junk food for seven days straight,” she said. “Try to go to bed and get up at a decent hour. And keep the place neat. I don’t want to come home to a sink full of dirty dishes and two weeks’ worth of clothes to wash. Besides. You’re going to college in a couple of months. It’s about time you learned how to do your own laundry.

“Oh, crap. He’s here.” Janet opened the door, struggling with her purse and her luggage.

With his assistance, she lifted the suitcases into the trunk of the car, then turned to hug him. “I’ll try to check in every day or two. But probably not every day. I’m going to be busy, so it might not be until late.”

“I’ll be fine, Mom. I’m eighteen, not eight.”

“Yes, you are. But you’ll always be my little boy.” Her arms tightened around him. “And don’t forget. If something really bad happens, you can call your father.”

“I’ll think about it,” he said dryly, though he didn’t trust his father to help out in anything that approached an emergency. There was a reason his parents had divorced, after all.

The driver beeped his horn. “Now you better go before this guy decides to drive to O’Hare without you.”

“Okay. I’ll see you in a week. I love you.”

“Love you too, Mom.”

He watched the car pull away, and waved as it rounded the corner at the end of the street, knowing that his mother would be looking over her shoulder. The he pulled his phone out of his pocket and texted Melody.

~Hey. Mom’s gone and I’ve got her car for a week. Want to go do something?~

“Oh, man. This is sweet! Way better than that old clunker of yours,” Melody said, wiggling into the leather seat. She flipped her sandy brown hair over her shoulders and smiled at him. “Are you sure your mom won’t mind?”

If she found out I was driving her brand-new Infiniti, she’d probably ground me for a month, he didn’t say. Instead he just smiled. “What she doesn’t know…”

“Oooh.” She batted her eyelashes. “A rebel. I love it!”

Fifteen minutes later, they were on the expressway, with nowhere to go and all day to get there. Corey rolled down the windows and cocked one arm out the side of the car. Melody fiddled with the sound system, squealing happily as she managed to sync her phone up with the car’s stereo. In seconds, the sound of one of her favorite dance tunes was blasting from the speakers and she was waving her arms over her head as her body swayed back and forth.

“This is awesome!" she shouted over the music, and he grinned back. Because it was. They had been going out for about three months, and had graduated high school together two weeks ago. And if August was looming in the future like an evil mirage, they still had ten weeks left before Mel would leave for Northern Illinois in DeKalb, while he would schlep down interstate fifty-seven to the University of Illinois.

Besides, he thought to himself as Melody squeezed his arm, smiling cheerfully. It’s not like she’s going to be on the other side of the country. I bet we’ll be able to get together a lot. I’m not going to be like some guys. They go down to college and never come back except for holidays and vacations. Heck. Maybe there’s some way I can bring my car down to campus, even though I hear that they don’t allow freshmen to do that. Then I could drive up to visit her.

The song ended, and Melody turned down the volume on the stereo. “You don’t have anything to do today, right?”

He shook his head. “Nothing but hanging out with you.”

“Good.” She took his hand and set it on her leg. “Maybe after, we can go to your place and fool around for a while.”

“That sounds great,” he croaked. Melody might not be as attractive as some of the cheerleaders, who had barely noticed him. But she was easily the best-looking girl he had gone out with. And she wasn’t shy about sex, either. Over the last few weeks, whenever they could steal some time together, Corey had gotten used to the wonderful feeling of her legs wrapped around his waist as they screwed. Long legs, getting darker now that summer was here and they were able to spend more time outside.

It was a great day, a beautiful day, and he felt his lips stretching into a broad smile. The weather was perfect, he had a wonderful girl at his side who understood him, he was driving a kick-ass car, and he was going to get laid sometime in the very near future.

What else could a man want?

They didn’t drive around all day, of course. There was a limit to how much fun a person could have looking out the window as the scenery flashed by. And even a woman who paid as little attention to cars as his mother did would probably notice if the odometer had suddenly jumped by a couple of hundred miles when she got back from her business trip.

So they went to a big outdoor mall up in Oak Brook, walked around for a while, talked, ate a late lunch in the food court, and generally had a fantastic afternoon. Melody wasn’t one of those girls who needed her boyfriend to buy her crap to prove to her that he really liked her. Which was lucky, since Corey hadn’t actually gotten around to getting a summer job yet, despite his mother’s increasingly heavy hints that he might like to have a little spending money when school started.

“This is nice,” Melody said, taking a lick of her ice-cream cone. Corey recalled the things that tongue was capable of, and shivered. His girlfriend caught his eye and held it, her dimpled smile letting him know that she knew what he was thinking about. She took another, longer lick, teasing him. “Just you and me. No school, no parents bugging us, no bratty little sister banging on the bedroom door, shouting that we’re a couple of perverts.”

He snickered. Melody’s sister Suzie was a handful. “No worries about that. Or parents or parents at home. Mom won’t be back for a week.” And his father, of course, was safely out of the picture, back in Franklin Park and a job working at a plastics factory as he tried to get his life together.

Thank God.

“Where did she go, anyway?”

“Vegas,” he said, tossing his napkin into a handy trash bin as they headed for the exit. “Some big conference for all the electronics companies. This is the first time her company has asked to her to be part of the team they send out there, so she was really excited about it. When she got the promotion back around Christmas, she was over the moon. I’ve never seen her so happy.”

“Cool.” Melody snickered. “Do you think she’s going to go to any of the shows?”

“Shows?”