Page 27 of Home Again

“Your grandparents are looking at you in your underwear!” I clenched my fists on my sides.

“You’re the only one looking at me in my underwear.”

I turned around and saw that all three grandparents had retreated inside, and now it was just me and a nearly naked Joel standing in front of each other, mere inches apart.

“Fuck it,” I said. I took my T-shirt and shorts off, bending over to place them on the ground, and turned around. I heard a sharp intake of breath. Yeah, two could play this game.

After that, we carried on cleaning the car, and by the time we were finished, our clothes were dry. I could say I kept my eyes to myself all the time we’d been waxing and polishing Ladybug, but I’d have been lying.

It had been a real effort to hide my erection from Joel. I was glad my navy boxer shorts were dark and tight enough, but if he came any closer, I wouldn’t be able to deny my arousal. His body’s movements as he worked the wax and polish on Ladybug were simply stunning.

Ladybug was a very lucky lady indeed.

When we finished, we stood back to appreciate the results of our hard work. Ladybug was standing proud, clean and shiny like a pearl. Her headlights were like a clear pair of eyes staring back at us.

We got dressed before we went back in for coffee and sandwiches with Joe’s grandparents. After we ate, Joel’s Granddad gave us a short lesson on how to drive Ladybug. The gearshift was tricky, but we got the hang of it in the end.

We were going to test her out tomorrow for the trip to the Sanctuary, and I could barely contain my excitement.