In 1989, my roommate Brad worked with two very funny, sexy young ladies: Shawna and Bethany. Just friends. Bethany was the tall, freckled, athletic brunette who got stares constantly. Shawna was a foul-mouthed, big-chested, fireball redhead who yelled at bartenders, smoked like a chimney, and told anyone who disagreed with her to, and I quote, “Suck my left tit!”
We’d party every Wednesday, and one heavy drinking night, Shawna insisted we take her hot red 280ZX out for pancakes. She plopped in behind the wheel in a flimsy white mini-skirt, and Brad and Beth crawled into the back. I slid into the passenger’s bucket, glanced over and tried not to stare, as Shawna’s skirt bunched around her hips, white cotton panties inadequately concealing her enormous unkempt bush.
Mesmerized, I couldn’t help looking at that phenomenal cooch while she drove stick, legs pumping the clutch. But when she caught me, she gave me the devil’s smile, flipped me the bird, and wordlessly cupped her left one.
I knew what that meant.
She left her skirt bunched, pussy flying free. After pancakes, she offered to let me drive her car back. (Who would say no?)
Now I’m driving, loving the feel of the gears, big dumb smile, and I look over and Shawna has deliberately hiked up her skirt, rubbing herself through the thin cotton fabric of her panties, grinning at me like a ghoul. “Eyes on the road, asshole!”
I smiled back at her, reached down between my legs and cupped my fat chub. “Drive my stick, bitch.”
That night, just one night, I sucked her left tit and then drove my stick right into Shawna’s sweet garage. Sometimes, words matter.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/spyd3o/280_and_a_280zx_mf
Sometimes pulling into the garage you don’t even have to fold the mirrors. Sounds like her lawn mower was in the shop too.
Can relate, had gf with yellow 240z car before the 260 and 280.