The next few days were different for Jim and Sabrina. That first sexual encounter took place between them happened on a Wednesday morning, it was now Sunday afternoon. Jim had noticed, although he didn't know if anyone else had or not, the fact that Sabrina seemed to be seeking out his opinion more frequently. She asked him what HE thought she should wear to work Thursday and then Friday night she asked HIS opinion on what she should wear that night to a party. Finally after going to her room three different times that night to change her clothes, each time coming out to ask Jim how she looked, she finally decided to wear her newest pair of Old Navy Jeans and a skin tight short cropped shirt that showed off her tanned stomach and naval jewelry. She always looked gorgeous when she put any effort at all into making herself look good, with her beautiful long and straight flowing dishwater blonde hair and her long and slender body. Even though she was 18 years old, working full time now and paying for her own car and insurance, she still had a certain young girlish silly teenage mind set about her. Jim was very proud of her, she was so responsible for her age.
Jim was hoping there wasn't a noticable difference in the way he was treating Sabrina. Maybe it was all in his mind. Maybe he just felt like things were different now, and they were, but was anyone else noticing? He thought for sure his wife would say something to him on Saturday when Sabrina was washing her car because he did feel that he spent a little more time with her on Saturday than he usually did. He suspected that comments coming from his wife were forthcoming.
"Oohh shoot."
"What's the matter Sweety?"
"Come here for a second Jim, look at this stuff on my car. What the the frick is this stuff, I can't get it off?"
"Alright, hold on a sec." Jim said as he casually walked in the direction of where Sabrina was bent over. He could not help but notice how good she looked in cut-off jean shorts, especially with her young toned and nicely tanned legs, as she stood there with legs widly parted, bending over with her feet set about shoulder width apart. "Holy shit! This little fucking bitch is absolutely killing me, damn she needs to be fucked!" Jim thought to himself as he got closer. He was so preoccupied with looking at the sweet spot between her spread legs that he hadn't noticed that she too was watching him, looking over her shoulder to see if he was checking out her ass. Indeed he was.
As he strolled by her and stood there, he purposely brushed his hand against her bare upper thigh, she didn't react at all. At that point they both knelt down and looked at the area Sabrina was concerned about. "It's not that big of a deal Sabrina, it's just tar, I have some mineral spirits that I can use on it to get it off."
"But won't it mess up the paint?"
"Oohh no, no...don't worry Hun, it'll be ok I promise. It won't take me but a few minutes, chill out Sweetheart, Stepdad is gonna fix you right up."
Both stayed kneeling down, Sabrina seemed more at ease. She always liked it that Jim always seemed to have a remedy for just about anything. In all honesty she really wasn't that worried about her car anyway, she knew what was on it, she had seen Jim remove this same sort of gunk from his and her mom's car before. She was wanting his attention. Jim had his sunglasses on and when he thought Sabrina was looking more intently at the tar he tried to get a glimpse of her thick lipped meaty pussy. What a surprise, not only did he see the great divide nestled between her young thighs and tucked away in her skimpy little shorts, but he noticed her pubic hair sticking out of the sides of her shorts too. Even though she had the mind set and youthfullness of a teenager, she had the anatomy of a full grown woman meaning she also had sexual needs that she knew Jim could help her with.
After there first sexual encounter a week ago they both wanted to be near each other, perhaps even talk to each other about what they had shared together last week. Neither one of them knew what to say or how to start the conversation, plus privacy was an issue for them too. Jim was now making excuses to see if Sabrina needed anything when he went on an errand, he just wanted to be around her. And likewise with Sabrina, she wanted to be around him too. But Jim was a married man, a man married to HER mother no less. Opportunity presented itself again the following Tuesday.
"Sabrina, are you running late sweetheart, it's 7:30?"
"I know, I don't feel good."
"Aww, what's the matter Kitten, is there something I can get for you, maybe a glass of juice?"
"No, it's my legs, Emily and I rode our bikes yesterday because we thought we could use the excersize. I guess we must have rode about 20 miles. Today I'm feeling it!"
Jim felt the need to massage her legs, wanting to make her feel better. No one was home at the moment besides him and Sabrina and this could possibly be another innocent replay of last week. Walking into Sabrina's room Jim thought: "This could turn into a replay of last week. And if not, then maybe we can at least talk about it a little." Jim already started to feel the stirrings in his groin that a man gets when he is about to leap on his innocent prey.
"Scoot over sweetheart, let me see if I can make it feel better for you. Where is it bothering you, right here?"
"Yes, oohh yea right there, ooohh, oooohh, easy, easy Jim, whew!"
"My goodness pumpkin, how far did you say you two rode?"
"Probably about twenty miles."
"I can tell, my gosh the backs of your legs are tight."
"I know, I know...gosh, will you rub the backs of my calves too?"
"Ahhh no problem." Jim said. As he continued rubbing her backside, he couldn't help but think of last week, he continually rubbed the backs of her thighs and calves, applying just the right amount of firm pressure. "You know Darlin', this sort of reminds me of last week." Jim said as he continued massaging all of her legs and inner thighs, making her seem limp like jelly. Rubbing a female down was at the very top of Jim's list. He was good at it and he knew he was good at it. He never failed to get a woman to respond sexually once she was on her stomach and he began rubbing her ass and thighs. "Like mother like daughter" Jim thought to himself, "I guess she takes after her mom in that she likes getting her ass and legs rubbed."
"Oh Jim, if you only knew, I have been thinking about what happened between us last week ever since it happened, it's all I can think about, I really want to talk about it soooo bad, I was going to say something to Emily but I thought it might not be a good idea."
"Well, thank goodness you haven't spoke to anyone about it. You know, it's just like anything else Sabrina, you know I have always been here in the past and right now isn't any different, is there something you'd like to discuss with me? Is it regarding what happened between us last week? Believe me Honey, it has occupied my mind almost day and night too."
"Really? Well...I know that what happened last week excites me to no end. I know it's not right and it's not like I have trouble getting boys to ask me out, but..."
"But what sweetheart?"
"Well...can I ask you something?"
"Sure sweetheart, you know I'll try to answer as honestly as I can." Jim had raised Sabrina's tee shirt so that it was just above her panties, giving him not only a full view of her gorgeous young body, but also allowing his hands the total freedom they needed to give his Princess a really good massage.