It was 10 a. m. on Saturday morning when Ben arrived at Gwen’s house. They’d decided to have a normal weekend for once. Fighting aliens all the time certainly made you appreciate normalcy whenever you could get it. First order of priority was washing their cars. They’d both gotten cars for their 16th birthday, thanks to the generosity of their parents. Both cars were long overdue for a wash. He was to blame for that. He had an intense dislike of automated car washes, having been trapped in one when he was 10. He’d narrowly escaped the scalding hot wax cycle, thanks to Grandpa Max’s quick reflexes, but going through the giant roller brushes and commercial air dryer had been enough to traumatize him. As a result, he avoided all automated car washes whenever possible. They rarely had time to hand wash their cars, but today was the day. He parked his car next to hers on the driveway. The garage door was open, and Gwen was already gathering the supplies. His mouth fell open. She looked gorgeous. She was wearing her green string bikini top and denim cut-offs – really short ones. For some reason, he found that even sexier than seeing her in just the bikini. Her feet were bare, revealing toes that were perfectly polished. Her sunglasses perched dangerously on her head and she absently set them down on top of the storage cabinet as she continued rummaging through the shelves.She looked up and gave him an appraising glance. He looked cute in his blue t-shirt, cargo shorts and flip flops. “Hi. ”
To his surprise, she hugged him warmly. He looked around nervously. Usually they were careful not to openly display such affection with each other, lest their parents become suspicious. She smiled, as if reading his thoughts. “My parents went out for the day. ”
That changed everything. He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her soundly. She kissed him back just as eagerly. The caress of his lips on hers set her aflame with desire. He drank in her sweetness, wishing that they could always be this uninhibited with each other. She held on to him tightly, and he nibbled on her shoulder, running his hands down her back. “We could just forget about the cars…” he murmured suggestively in her ear. It was so tempting, but she knew it wasn’t a good idea. Reluctantly, she pulled away. “They’re definitely going to be suspicious if they come back and the cars aren’t washed. ”
He had to agree. And the cars really did need to be washed. Maybe if they worked quickly, they’d have time left over for other fun. She bent over to pick up the bucket, and his gaze became riveted on her shapely butt. She caught him staring and shook her head in exasperation. “Here, make yourself useful.He took it and carried it out to the cars. Though it was still early in the morning, it was already warm. It promised to be a hot summer day. He dunked the sponge in the bucket and was about to start with the hood, but she stopped him. “We should start at the top,” she told him. “Otherwise the hood will just get dirty again. ”
She was right, of course. Gwen always planned ahead and worked efficiently. He made short work of washing the roof of his car and watched with amusement as she stood on her tip-toes and struggled to reach a spot on the roof of hers. Her body pressed against the side of the car, and he idly wished it were him she was pressed up against. Gwen grimaced. Her calves and shoulders ached from straining to reach the top of the car. There was one stubborn splotch right in the center, just out of her reach. She wasn’t quite tall enough. But Ben was. He was considerably taller than her and had been for some time. He could have easily reached the top of the roof without having to strain at all, and yet he was just standing there with his arms crossed, watching her with a little smirk on his face. She glowered at him, but he made no move to help her. Why isn’t he helping me? she thought indignantly. He was supposed to be her boyfriend. Couldn’t he be chivalrous for once?She would have been perfectly happy to have her car washed at the automated car wash just a few blocks away, but no… Ben hated those things. He’d balked at the idea because he’d have to sit in the car while it went through. He’d adamantly refused, even when she’d offered to sit with him. She should have offered to just take his car through while he waited outside. It would have only taken a few minutes for each car. And then they would have had the entire rest of the day to spend together, however they wanted. But it was too late for that now. She was stuck out here in the hot sun hand washing her car, and she was too short to reach the top of the roof. Gwen contemplated her options. She wished she had a stepping stool. She was tempted to create a platform of energy that would levitate her high enough to reach, but she didn’t want any of the neighbors to see her using her powers. Besides, every normal person who washed their car had to figure out a solution to this problem. And she desperately wanted to be normal for once. Just for one day. She let out a loud curse as she lost her balance and nearly toppled backwards. Ben was laughing. The jerk. He probably wouldn’t have even tried to catch her if she’d fallen. She tossed her hair over her shoulder and glared at him, hands on her hips.She was beautiful when she was all in a huff. He was suddenly fascinated by the rapid rise and fall of her chest. As she wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, little rivulets of water trailed down her bare arm. “Ben! ”
“What? ”
“I said, ‘Aren’t you going to help me?! ’” she practically shouted. Really, what was the point of having a boyfriend if he couldn’t even help her with a simple task like this? “Oh… okay. ”
Given that he was so much taller than her, he supposed it was only fair that he worked on the hard-to-reach parts of the roofs of both cars. It was just so much fun watching her…
Gwen was fuming. She couldn’t believe he was smiling. He’d been enjoying it, watching her plaster herself against the side of the car. She’d get back at him for that. As she continued washing her car, she considered and rejected several ideas. She decided she had to lure him into complacency, and then when he was sufficiently distracted and not expecting it, she would make her move. He wouldn’t know what hit him. It was silent for several minutes as they scrubbed. He finished the roof of her car and went back to working on his. She opened the passenger side door of her car and turned the radio on. Music always helped her think.He glanced over in her direction, trying to gauge just how irritated she was with him. The car stereo was blaring, and she was humming softly to herself, hips swaying in time to the rhythm of the music. She attacked the grime on her car with the same determination she approached fighting alien villains. He couldn’t help but smile at that thought. He loved watching her. Gwen looked up and raised an eyebrow at him when she noticed him staring at her. He looked away, not wanting to anger her further, but it was hard not to stare. She was vigorously wiping the side mirror, with so much enthusiasm that her breasts bounced up and down slightly with the movement. Gwen was starting to enjoy herself. In truth, it wasn’t that bad being outside washing the cars. It was actually kind of fun. She just enjoyed being with Ben, no matter what they were doing. And teasing him was so much fun. She reveled in the power she had over him. She just wished he weren’t trying so hard not to notice. She’d have to turn it up a notch. She grabbed the hose and started rinsing the soap off the roof of her car. Ben heard the sound of water running and looked up, surprised. She was rinsing her car off already?
