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No Rules, Part 5

Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: TraceEkies, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

I'm not offended or mad at you, but please, I really do mean it . Jarrad understood the look. He knew that the position of the shift lever, between Ashley's bare legs, could be the cause of a lot of 'accidental' touching. But he also sensed that this was not the time for it. He needed to be careful. He nodded his understanding. Brad too, grasped the situation. Ashley, who normally welcomed the opportunity for a little sexual play, especially when it was him and Jarrad, had just escaped a troubling situation and was not likely to be in the mood for any more. Jarrad carefully backed the truck out of the parking spot, his hand affixed to the shift knob, inches from Ashley's bare legs. Shifting into first, he did so slowly, giving her time to spread her legs some, allowing him to pull the shift lever very nearly into her lap, without touching her bare legs. Brad watched as Ashley's spreading of her legs caused her skirt to ride even higher, exposing a sliver of white silk panties. The sight caused a stirring in his pants. Ashley looked in his direction and mouthed the words, I'm okay . As the truck accelerated, Jarrad's hand remained on the shift knob, moving it up and into second, and then carefully back into high gear. With the knob once again nestled between Ashley's legs, he carefully removed his hand and placed it on the wheel. Ashley turned toward him, breathing a sigh of relief at his uncharacteristic behavior. Brad was watching closely. I can't believe this. Jarrad is ... actually behaving himself . “So, Ashley, are you going to tell us about it?” he asked. “Huh,” she replied, her head swiveling toward her stepbrother. “Why did you need rescuing?” Jarrad explained. “Why were you so anxious to ditch that guy?” “Oh yeah,” Ashley responded, looking straight ahead. “I just didn't hear the first time,” or maybe didn't want to hear. “You guys sure you want me to tell about it?” she asked, turning her head from side to side. Both nodded, she continued, “Well... you saw... or maybe you didn't - I think he stopped when you guys walked up to the table - but every time when we sat down, he put his hand between my legs.” Ashley looked down at how exposed she was. She turned her head slightly in one direction, then the other, silently acknowledging to Jarrad and her stepbrother, that she understood what they were thinking. She said what they were all thinking. “He was rubbing the front of my panties... trying to get his fingers inside.” “Did you let him?” Brad asked. Ashley's head snapped toward her stepbrother. “No way,” she screeched. Brad watched intently as Ashley took to rubbing her bare thighs. Even Jarrad stole quick glances from the road as Ashley's fingers lightly brushed her panties. Brad tried to make light of the situation. “Hot girl, short skirt, bare legs – can't say as I blame him. Why were you wearing that short thing anyway?” Ashley calmed herself somewhat. Looking up at Brad she replied in a subdued tone, “Yeah, well that was the same skirt ...