The Car Crash
I am still not sure how I lost control of the car but I suddenly found myself planted in to the fence of a house. I was very shaken up, having not been driving that long and never done anything like it before. Luckily a young girl came running out of the house to see if I was okay. I got out of the car and let her lead me into her house.
She sat me down on the sofa and brought a bowl of water and flannel and was dabbing it at my head. It hurt a lot but she finished and explained that it was just a small cut which would not need stitching. I was still a bit disorientated, just because of the shock and she brought me a cup of tea and some biscuits which helped.
We chatted a bit and when she discovered that I lived alone she suggested that I ought to stay with someone that night just in case by bang on the head was more serious than it looked. I explained that I had no friends or relatives close by and she insisted that I stay with her. I still felt pretty shaken up and so I was happy to agree and she suggested that I try to relax and have a bath and she could try to wash the blood out of my clothes. She ran me a bubbly bath and took all of my clothes away to be washed, leaving me alone to chill.
I lay down in the bath and closed my eyes, letting the warmth relax all of my tense muscles. I didn't mind that it was very flowery smelling bubble bath and the bathroom was very pink, it was just nice to feel cared for. I stayed in the bath until the water got cool and then wrapped myself up in one of the fluffy pink towels and peeped out of the door to see whether my clothes were ready. She explained that they were still in the washing machine and that she would let me have something of hers to be going on with.
She found me a pair of French knickers, explaining she thought they would be more comfortable than her thongs, a t-shirt and some jeans. Surprisingly they all fitted me and she led me to the kitchen where she had kindly prepared some soup for us to eat. I felt more myself and so chatted to her more, found out about her job and her family and things like that and managed to remember to thank her for her hospitality. She then explained that it was just a one bedroomed house and she only had one bed but she thought it would be fine if we shared.
I was very happy with that idea especially as the thought that I was in her clothes and especially her knickers was already turning me on. I didn't want to take advantage of her but if the opportunity was there I would certainly take it. The lacey knickers felt very different to my normal shorts and they were a constant reminder that I was wearing her things and I knew that it would not take very much for me to get an erection.
Once we had eaten she suggested that we go into the cosy sitting room and she light the fire. I watched as she knelt by the fireplace and noticed, for the first time how lovely her bottom was. As she leaned forwards I could see it now, easily defined inside her tight skirt. How I longer to touch it but I needed to quickly think about something else as her tight jeans would give away even a semi erect cock.
When she had finished she lay a rug out on the floor and suggested that she give me a massage to relax me after my shock. I was not going to turn that down and she told me to remove the t-shirt I was wearing and lie on my front. She popped out of the room and returned with some oil and rubbed some between her hands before rubbing it on to my back. It felt fantastic and really helped to loosen all of the tension in my shoulders. She moved from muscle to muscle expertly handling each one. Once she had done the whole of my back she began to gently kiss it all over. I was sure this was not part of the treatment but I was really enjoying it. I lost control of my erection though and my cock was pressing urgently through the jeans on to the floor and I knew that when it cam time for me to turn over there would be no hiding it.
I needn't have worried though because when she did eventually invite me to turn over, she unzipped my trousers immediately and pulled them off me. She then began to massage my cock through the lacey knickers and it felt fantastic. She was obviously an expert at this as she knew exactly where to touch and how much pressure to apply and soon I was very close to bursting. She must have sensed how I was feeling as she released my cock and balls from their lacey prison and began to lick. Her tongue was even better than her hands, if that was possible and I felt fantastic. I was holding back my cock, I wanted to come so badly but I didn't want her to stop. Then she took my cock in her mouth. It was too much and I came, spurting my come right down her throat as she gave me a wicked look back.
She licked me clean and then removed the panties and picked up her clothes and went to the kitchen. She returned with my clean, dry clothes, 'Now you will not need to jump on me when we are in bed' she said. 'I don't know about that' I replied with a grin.