Noah and the boys ignore me as best they can and get started while I screw around apparently doing it all wrong. I mean, it’s washing a car. I don’t know how I could possibly be doing it wrong.
All I know is that one minute I was holding the hose up in the air, distracted by the way the sun hit the falling water and made a rainbow and the next, I was moved away and told to sit my ass down while the boys took care of business just as boys should do.
So here I am, sitting on the porch shaking my head at the idiots who think they have it all sorted out.
Spencer’s phone rings and before I know it, he’s walking across the street, getting just as distracted as I had. I let out a frustrated huff. If Spencer is getting distracted, shouldn’t he be side-barred as well? I mean, especially now that he’s over there pissing off the neighbors chihuahua. Stupid boys.
I guess it doesn’t matter too much because now I get to sit back and watch as Noah gets all wet washing the car while Aiden too, gets distracted. I guess none of us are capable of maintaining concentration, except for Noah of course.
Tully comes out of the house a moment later with as many cans of soda as she can fit in her arms. She places them all down on the little porch table before scrunching up her face at the sound of the yapping dog next door. “Who the hell set off Toto?”
“Spencer,” I laugh. “He got a call and went walking over there.”
Tully looks out at the yard and cranes her neck to see if she can find Spencer and upon realizing that he’s nowhere to be seen, a devilish grin takes over her face.
Oh no. I know that look all too well.
Tully grabs the hem of her shirt and tears it up over her head, leaving her in nothing but her bright pink bikini. “Come on, bitch. You take the other side.”
“What?” I grumble, watching her in confusion as she darts down off the porch and runs towards Spencer’s dusty car. Her laughing steals Noah’s and Aiden’s attention and before they can stop her, she drapes herself over the hood, placing her tits right in the middle.
She peels herself off and all that’s left is the perfect outline of her hot little body, her tits being the masterpiece.
A roaring laugh is torn free of my body and I can’t help but tear off my shirt and join her. “Seriously?” Noah grumbles. “Spencer doesn’t need your tits all over his car too.”
“Tough shit,” Tully laughs.
“Leave some room for me,” Aiden booms as I lay myself over the hood, making sure not to disturb Tully’s artwork in the process. “I’m more than happy to leave an imprint of something on there too.”
Noah just shakes his head and gets back to washing his pride and joy as I peel myself off Spencer’s car. It’s harder than it looks as I don’t want to ruin it by putting my hands down to help me up, but I somehow manage and come to stand beside Tully at the front of the car.
“Your tits look bigger than mine,” I grumble, looking down at the hood, comparing the two bodies.
“I know, I made sure to really smoosh them in there,” she laughs, looking down at herself and pointing out just how much dust is covering her bikini top.
Like a flash of lightning, the hose is put on full blast and is turned on us, making Tully and I scream out, though luckily for Noah, he doesn’t destroy our masterpieces.
The water is freezing at first, but in this warm weather, it’s not long before I’m welcoming the cold water. As if sensing that we’re actually enjoying it, the water is then moved up from washing away the dust off our bodies to getting us each square in the face.
Serves us right, I guess.
Needing payback, I force myself through the heavy stream of water slapping against my chest and throw myself at Noah, trying my hardest to take him down, but he’s just too big, too strong. That is until Tully gets in on the action and we take him down like a little bitch.
I plant my lips on his and not two seconds later, Tully is pulled off him and thrown over Spencer’s shoulder. She screams out but Spencer seems to be in too good of a mood to bother putting her down.
“Guess what?” he says finally putting her down on the hood of her Jeep and placing himself between her legs, his hands falling to her thighs. He doesn’t have the patience to wait for her reply. “That was the coach at BHU. They had a last minute pull out and they’re offering me the spot.”