Car Wash Cash War, Part 4

David Johnson looked at his best friend, who seemed a little out of it.

"Are you OK?" David asked her, trying not to stare down at her gigantic, mouthwatering cleavage while he asked her. Brooklyn shook her head.

"No." she groaned. "I'm not."

"What's wrong? Is it Evan? Did he do something to you? If he did, I-, well, I'll tell Jace, and we-" David rambled, but Brooklyn jumped when David said Jace's name.

"No! No, don't- don't tell Jace anything." Brooklyn sniffled, and she hung her head. Oh no. Where was Dana? She was the one who was good with feelings, not him.

"Ok, I won't." David promised. "But did Evan hurt you somehow?"

"What? No. No, Evan didn't hurt me." Brooklyn sighed. "He... I did something. I hurt myself. I made a bad choice, and it was what I thought I wanted, but I was wrong."

"Ok..." David frowned, confused. Brooklyn looked at him, and he could tell she knew he was lost. She sighed again.

"We're best friends, so... I'll tell you, but I don't want you to look at me any differently." Brooklyn said. David looked at her incredulously, and he put his hands on Brooklyn's upper arms.

"Brooklyn, there is nothing you could say to make me think of you as anything other than awesome." David said, and Brooklyn blushed.

"Right, well... I sort of. No, not sort of." Brooklyn took a deep breath, and straightened up. "I slept with Evan."

David frowned. "Well, I'll be honest, that's not what I thought you were going to say."

"See? You're already looking at me differently." Brooklyn said unhappily. David startled. The look on his best friend's face was... self-loathing. Utter self-loathing. She really hated herself for doing this, and frowning was not helpful right now, even if he was pissed at Evan for getting his pervy hands on Brooklyn.

"No, no, I just was surprised." David shook his head. "Having sex isn't anything bad, Brooklyn. It's just... a part of life. I can't imagine anybody treating you different just because you've had sex."

"It may be a part of life, but it's a part of life that you and Dana haven't ever done! It's just me! I'm the weird one now." Brooklyn complained, and David winced.

"Well, not exactly. I have actually had sex." David admitted. A lot, actually, between Danielle and Rachel.

"You have?" Brooklyn's mouth fell open. "Really?"

"You don't have to act so surprised." David joked, but Brooklyn really did seem astonished.

"I- I didn't know. Um, who with?" Brooklyn asked as politely as she could.

"Er... I'd rather not say." David said, and Brooklyn nodded. "I do just want you to know, Brooklyn, nobody is going to treat you differently just because you had sex one time."

Brooklyn smiled at him, and David was surprised when she threw her arms around his neck and hugged him. David wrapped his arms tightly around her, too, and without thinking, he pulled her thick body closer. Her heavy very large breasts squashed against his chest, and his arms around her waist were resting on her thick, wide hips. She was so incredible. A goddess, really. Some urge rose in him, and thanks to Rachel, the confidence to do it was already in him.

"Besides, Brook... no one would be surprised that a girl as beautiful as you has had sex." David murmured in her ear, and she looked up at him with wide, pleased eyes and a small smile on her lips. Her cheeks were also just a little rosy.

"Thank you, David. It means a lot." she murmured, and David smiled back at her.

"What are friends for?" he shrugged, and her smile grew. David shifted on his feet a bit, hoping she couldn't feel his rock hard erection pushing into her. Brooklyn was looking into his eyes with a sort of expression that felt complex and it made David a little nervous.

"We should, uh, we should go back to the car wash." David mumbled, and Brooklyn nodded, her brown waves of hair bouncing.

"Yeah, yeah, you're right. Let's go wash some cars." Brooklyn smiled sweetly.

———

Amy Blackson barreled out of her car at a speed she never thought she was capable of running as she zoomed up from her parking spot across the lot to where the car wash had been set up, and as she was heading in, she saw a familiar face and darted up to him. She doubled over in front of him, breathing hard.

"Whoa, Amy. Are you OK?" Mr. Calhoun asked her worriedly, and Amy nodded, panting hard.

"I'm, ugh, I'm, whew, I'm late." Amy managed, absolutely breathless. There was a reason her body was so soft and it was because she didn't do exercise, especially not running. She was awful at it.

"Indeed you are, by about half an hour." Mr. Calhoun said, and Amy thought he sounded disappointed, which made her despair.

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Calhoun." Amy begged. "Please don't disqualify me."

Mr. Calhoun looked surprised, but he shook his head.

"Amy, I'm not going to disqualify you for being a little late. Everyone runs a little late now and again. Besides, that's no way to treat my favorite student." Mr. Calhoun winked, and Amy blushed as her mind filled with the last time she'd seen Mr. Calhoun, when he'd kissed her jaw while she was sitting in his lap, right after she'd finished tutoring Owen.

"I like your bikini, by the way." Mr. Calhoun said, and Amy smiled brightly.

"Thanks! It's not something I usually wear, but Skylar said I had to wear purple." Amy shrugged.

"Well, you look wonderful in it." Mr. Calhoun said, and Amy blushed again. She reached up and threw her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. He let out a small grunt of surprise, but then his strong arms wrapped around her and he hugged her tightly.

"Thank you. For all your help with getting me ready to tutor, and for being such a wonderful teacher." Amy mumbled, and Mr. Calhoun rubbed her back gently.

"Oh, I assure you, it was my pleasure. Oh, and I know you're in a hurry, but did you put on sunscreen? It's a summer day in south California and you're an extremely pale young woman." Mr. Calhoun said. Amy groaned, and she palmed her forehead.

"No, I completely forgot." Amy sighed, shaking her head.

"Don't worry, I've got some right here just in case any students did forget it." Mr. Calhoun said, and he pulled out a tube of it. He squeezed some out onto Amy's shoulders, and she shivered.

"It's cold." she giggled, and Mr. Calhoun nodded.

"Here, let me warm you up." he said, and then he put his big hands on her shoulders and began to rub the sunscreen in, starting there with her pale shoulders and then working down her arms, which she held up parallel to the ground so he could rub it in. He finished with her arms quick enough, and then he had her spin around so he could do her back. Amy lifted her red hair with one hand, and Mr. Calhoun squeezed some more out and started rubbing it in, at her shoulder blades and then slowly down. She felt bad that the older man had to bend down to get the bottom of her back.

"Are you sure you want to do my legs? I can do them, if you don't want to squat down." Amy fretted.

"Oh, I'm not that old yet, Amy." Mr. Calhoun laughed. "Don't worry."

He was right, her worries were ridiculous. Mr. Calhoun squatted down no problem and began working it in at her ankles, up her calves, making sure to get the front and back of her knees, and then he made his way up her thighs. He did her inner thighs last, and Amy was gasping softly at how he was rubbing it in at the top of her thighs, as he was basically giving her a nice massage. Then, Mr. Calhoun squeezed out some more, and Amy gasped as she felt cold sunscreen on her butt. She gasped again when Mr. Calhoun's warm hands started rubbing it in. Her butt was being massaged by his hands, and she actually was feeling pretty good, to her surprise. She didn't mind the massage one bit.

After he finished with her cheeks, he spun her around and started rubbing her stomach, too, getting right along the top of her bikini bottoms and then making his way up her flat stomach. She didn't have the hard tone that some girls like Dana or Skylar had there, but her stomach was flat, and it had a nice softness to it, too. Mr. Calhoun made it all the way up her stomach, and then he squeezed out some more sunscreen on the tops of her breasts. Her breath hitched when his hand touched her there first, but he was just rubbing it in on her chest first. He got up to her collarbone, and made sure he got her neck, then he moved down and started rubbing it in on her boobs. Amy was a blushing mess as he did that, she knew, but... it felt so good. Part of her knew her teacher shouldn't be doing this to her, but the other part was very happy he was. He was protecting her from the sun, and well, it did sure feel nice.

Mr. Calhoun kneaded her boobs a little bit as he rubbed it in, making sure he got everywhere exposed to the sun, she imagined, and she was grateful for it, too. She couldn't imagine having sunburned boobs, that sounded awful. He finished up there quickly, but Amy was a little giddy at how good it felt. He squeezed out a little bit on his hands, and then he rubbed his palms together. She was briefly confused at what that was for, then he put his hands on her face, and she realized she'd forgotten all about her pale freckled face! At least one of them had remembered. Amy stood still as he stroked her cheeks, then her nose, then her forehead, then he rubbed her ears, which made her giggle.

And then they were done.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Calhoun." Amy beamed. "I had completely forgotten about sunscreen."

"My pleasure." Mr. Calhoun smiled at her. "I'd kiss you on the cheek, but I don't want sunscreen in my mouth."

Amy laughed. "Good point. Here, I've got it."

Amy stood on her tiptoes to lean in and kiss Mr. Calhoun on the cheek, but he must not have realized what she meant when she told him she had it, because he turned towards her in surprise, and their lips met. It was a soft brush of lips against lips, but she felt a warm tingling on her mouth anyway.

"Oh, I'm sor-" she began, but then Mr. Calhoun put his hand on her back and kissed her full on the mouth, turning her legs to jelly.

"Oh." was all Amy could whimper when he drew back. She felt warm all over, she was wet between her thighs, and she was aching for another kiss, but she couldn't be any later than she already was. Skylar would kill her!

"Sorry, but I really do need to go. Skylar's gonna kill me." Amy apologized.

"No worries." Mr. Calhoun smiled, and he planted another kiss on her lips. Amy was beaming when he drew back, and the smile stayed on her lips as she hurried away.

———

Jace Holland was finishing up washing a car in his line when he heard a familiar voice, followed by a loud wolf whistle, which made him grin.

"Hey, stud!" the voice called, and Jace glanced over his shoulder to see Rachel Barnes walking towards him with her youngest daughter Valerie beside her.

"Whoa..." Jace heard the customer whose car he was washing mumble under his breath, and Jace had to agree. Walking towards him now was two heavensent visions. Rachel was leading, coming forwards wearing an absolutely breathtaking navy blue string bikini top that covered almost nothing of her insane body. The bikini top, that poor bikini top, was doing absolutely nothing to restrain Rachel's huge tits. There was a small triangle of fabric over her nipples and areolas, but it was thin, thin enough that the outline of her thick nipple was still clearly visible and they weren't even hard. She was spilling out a ridiculous amount of side boob and under boob, and her tits were so unrestrained that the bikini top didn't even push her tits together, creating a nice wide valley where her chest was visible between the monolithic mountains on either side of the valley. Those massive melons bounced wildly as Rachel walked, and Jace couldn't imagine it was easy to walk with those giant tits bouncing around, but Rachel never showed even a hint of any kind of discomfort. She was wearing skimpy bikini bottoms, but they were not so obscenely outmatched as her top was. Rachel had a great ass, but it was normal, unlike her incredible, divine tits.

And then there was Val. Val was looking ridiculously sexy today in a vivid red bikini that really popped off her dark hair and pale skin. She had very large tits, tits that would probably one day be about Rachel's size, according to Rachel. Val's tits were so soft and bouncy, and he should know, he'd gotten to play with them for a very brief moment at the start of the school year. In fact, he'd started the school year doing a lot with Val, and then, curse him, he'd gotten busy and let her fall to the wayside. He'd had multiple choices to pick her, but he'd always chosen someone else. It was simply inexcusable. Val was not only an absolutely drop-dead sexy girl, she was also just a lot of fun to be around. Jace needed to remedy that as soon as possible.

Val barely looked at him as she and Rachel walked up, and he felt frustrated at himself. Why had he ever let Val slip away? He must be an idiot. He must be. There was just no other explanation.

"Hey, there." Jace smiled at the two gorgeous Barnes women as they approached.

"Hi, there." Rachel replied, and she gave Jace a wink, then looked at the young man who was sitting in the car, drooling over Rachel and Val, all thoughts of his car getting washed long gone.

"And hi there to you, too!" Rachel smiled at the young man, who looked like he was in his early twenties.

"Uh, hi." he said, staring in unabashed awe. Rachel giggled, which made those tits of hers bounce like mad, and they stayed jiggling even after she'd stopped laughing. Jace and the customer were both wide-eyed, which made Rachel smirk. Looking sideways at Val, though, he realized she looked less pleased, and when their eyes met, he offered her a smile. She instantly gave him a half-smile back, but then sort of pretended to look grumpy, which made Jace laugh, but he turned around so she didn't see that part.

"Let's, uh, get this car finished up, buddy." Jace said and the customer nodded, completely lost in Rachel's danging, jiggling tits as she leaned over to 'talk to him better'. Val came over to Jace as he worked on the passenger side of the car, and he glanced sideways at her.

"Hey, Val. Been a while." Jace said companionably, and she nodded slowly. Jace's self-hatred returned in **** seeing her looking downcast.

"Look. I'm absolutely furious at myself for the way I treated you." Jace told Val quietly, and she looked at him in surprise. "You and I started this school year so close, but then I got busy, and I'll admit to you that there were times when I chose other things over you, which is just... unforgivable. Being busy is one thing, but this... I just got too carried away with other stuff. I left you at the party after promising I'd take you upstairs, and- well, you know. I'm so sorry, Val, and if there's anything I can do to make it up to you, name it."

Val looked at him for a long moment. She tapped her foot, looking him up and down, and her eyes definitely lingered on his bare chest.

"I'll forgive you, but you owe me two things." Val said, tapping her chin in mock thoughtfulness.

"Name it." Jace said. Val held up two fingers.

"Number one, free ice cream until I graduate high school whenever we go somewhere that has ice cream and I want ice cream." Val said, putting a finger down, making Jace laugh, but he nodded. "And two... you give me that kiss you owe me from the party, the one I was gonna get before Dana shoved me out of the way."

Jace raised his eyebrows. "Seriously?"

"I'm waiting." Val tapped her lips with a finger. "One time deal. You do this now or I'll make you like, do my laundry or-"

She was cut off by Jace wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her in. His cleaning supplies fell to the floor as Val's body smashed against him. She gasped as he pressed his mouth to hers, hard. He kissed her fiercely, and for a moment, she was shocked, but then she threw her arms around his neck and kissed back passionately. She kissed back with so much passion, in fact, that she pushed Jace backwards against the car and she just kept kissing him more enthusiastically, pushing her body up against his so hard he half-thought she was trying to push her way through him.

His arms wrapped snugly around her body, and she moaned into his mouth, her arms wrapped tight around his neck and holding his head firmly in place. She was up on her toes, but didn't seem to care one bit.

"I lo- uh, I forgive you." Val panted breathlessly when they finally separated.

"Good." Jace murmured, and a huge smile was on Valerie Barnes' face when she stepped back from Jace, and he didn't hear, but she giggled delightedly to herself. Jace finished up quickly, doing an admittedly fairly half-assed job, but the customer had waited long enough, he was sure the customer would be furious. Jace grabbed his bucket and made to walk over, but was surprised when Val slipped her hand into his, giving him a sweet little smile.

Rachel definitely noticed the hand holding as they came around the side, and she flashed a couple of bills at him. "Look at how generous that this handsome young man has been."

"Very generous." said a wide-eyed Jace, but his eyes were wide not just because of the 50 dollar tip that Rachel had somehow talked this guy into, but also at her left nipple, which had slipped out from behind her bikini top. Jace figured the escaped nipple and the extravagant tip had something to do with each other, but he just couldn't quite work out how. It was a mystery, truly.

"Oh, is the car done already?" the customer asked disappointedly. Jace and Val exchanged a look.

"Uh... yep. Nice and clean." Jace said with a grin, and the customer sighed.

"Uh, it was very nice meeting you, Mrs. Rachel." the customer said reverently.

"Oh, please." Rachel said, putting her hand on the customer's arm with a small, sexy little nibble of her lip. "Just Rachel."

The customer started driving, and Jace raised his eyebrows at Rachel as she came over and deposited the tip in his hands. Yup. 50 dollars.

"I'm not sure he'll be able to drive home in that state." Jace remarked, and Rachel grinned.

"Oh, forget about him. I saw that hand holding!" Rachel exclaimed delightedly, and she wrapped her arms around Jace tightly, one hand on the back of his neck, the other arm wrapped around his torso. Her bare breast pressed into Jace's chest, and he didn't mind the feeling whatsoever. Jace hugged Rachel back, just as tightly, and she hummed contently.

"I need to go tell Dani!" Rachel gasped, pulling back from the hug. She gave Jace a quick peck on the lips which made Val straighten up, but she just winked at her daughter. "Good job, hon."

Val was bright red when Rachel zoomed off, but Jace didn't know if it was frustration or embarrassment.

"Thank God she's gone. I don't like seeing my mom kiss what's mine." Val huffed, and Jace raised his eyebrows but then she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down so she could kiss him passionately.

"You know I'm not looking for something... committed, right?" Jace broached the subject after they pulled apart for air.

"I don't care." Val shook her head. "I mean, I do care, but... I just want your attention whenever you can give it to me, without being ignored or ditched anytime another girl walks past."

"I can definitely promise you that." Jace smiled, and he pulled Val close again. They had a great, blissful kiss, until a familiar voice interjected.

"Hey! You've got cars to wash, Holland!" Skylar called, and Jace and Val broke apart reluctantly. Jace missed having Val's amazing soft breasts squashed against his chest already.

"Get to work, mister." Val winked, and Jace grinned.