NB, unless there's an appetite for it, I'll leave the sex scenes with others to the imagination. Let me know, I have plenty of options but assume people want them to be between Jen and Tilly only, and these will most definitely be M+ rated so those of a more fragile disposition may wish to have a lace hanky and smelling salts on hand…
Accompanying soundtrack: Depeche Mode – "Stripped"
The drive home from Hebden saw the rain get worse and worse, until Jen felt a thump and the car started to pull to the left.
"Fuck!" Jen shouted as she pulled over to the side of the road, splashing through a not inconsiderable puddle before quickly coming to a stop. The rain continued to lash down on the windscreen, and the wipers weren't doing much of a job to keep it clear.
"What's the matter?" Tilly asked, seeing the annoyance on Jen's face.
"It's a flat tyre. Of all the Times to get a bloody flat it'd have to be now for Christ's sake."
"You've got a spare though, right?"
"Yeah I've got a spare, but it's pouring down, I'll get drenched! And it's not exactly a light thing to manhandle around at the best of times, let alone during a monsoon." Tilly could see that Jen was frustrated by the whole thing and she wasn't sure how she could make it better. She had no idea what changing the wheel might involve as a non-driver. Jen turned off the ignition but left the lights on. She looked across to Tilly.
"I think I'm going to need your help with the wheel, I'm not sure I can manage it on my own to be honest."
"You're joking, right" said Tilly, suddenly not liking where this conversation was heading.
"Nope."
"I'm not going outside in this!" Tilly said, desperately hoping Jen was pulling her leg.
"Listen, if you don't help me we're not going anywhere anytime soon. So we can sit here and hope someone drives past that we can flag down, or we do it ourselves, and stop being so wimpy."
Tilly looked like thunder. "I suppose I don't have any choice, do I?" she grunted, taking off her seatbelt. Jen opened the door on her side and stepped out into the downpour. The spare was attached to the back door, but the jack was inside the boot.
"We've got to lift the car with the jack, take off the flat, and shove on the spare," she said, as the rain cascaded down, her once comfortable dry clothes were now wet, clingy and cold.
Jen set to work raising the car, everything seemed to take twice as long in the rain. Tilly brought round the spare and Jen bolted it on whilst Tilly put the flat in the housing for the spare. It's hard work in dry sunshine, but a bastard chore to complete in the rain, and Jen's hands kept slipping on the winder for the jack, and she cursed frequently.
Eventually Jen stood up triumphantly, and walked to the back of the car where she handed Tilly the jack to put it in the boot. Tilly took it from her and turned to put it away. Jen watched her, realising that something so simple made them a good team, even though neither of them wanted to be in these circumstances right now. As Tilly closed the boot she felt Jen put her arms around her. Her body was warm and welcoming.
"Thank you," said Jen into her ear, "I really appreciate your help."
Tilly turned around and Jen placed a kiss onto her lips, the rain running down each of their faces.
"That's what partners do, they help out, even in the shittiest of moments!" and Tilly kissed her again. As they kissed, the rain didn't seem to feel cold any more. Jen felt Tilly push into her more forcefully, as they kissed deeply and with more heat. The fact they were stood behind the car on a dark back road was on longer in their thoughts as they concentrated wholly on each other. Jen wasn't really in the mood for taking it slowly, and she pushed Tilly back against the car, kissed her fiercely, and started to undo the button on her jeans. Tilly could feel the uncomfortable cold metal of the car through her soaked clothes. Jen's fingers struggled on the button with the rain, but she was soon sliding her hands down into the warm pants in front of her.
Tilly flinched a little at her touch, a combination of cold hands and an overwhelming sensation of desire, fuelled by the rain, the chance of getting caught, and Jen's forcefulness, which considering their situation was unexpected but extremely welcome. Tilly liked it when Jen did the unpredictable, it reminded her how passionate they both were together.
After a minute or so, Jen slid her fingers inside Tilly, knowing the limits, just hard enough for Tilly to gasp out loud, Jen continuing to search Tilly's mouth with powerful kisses and tongue. Jen's hand was struggling against the clothes, and she breathed between kisses, "lower your trousers," still not moving from her lips, keeping her fingers active throughout.
It was clumsy as Tilly fumbled to down her trousers which were clinging onto her skin but the instance there was enough access, Jen dropped down to her knees and brought her mouth into play, sucking and flicking Tilly's clit, feeling it swell beneath her. Tilly searched for anything she could grab hold of, feeling a sense of unrestraint given there was no-one around to hear them, and as Jen's thrusts became more direct and powerful until she could hear Tilly plainly shouting out with uninhibited pleasure into the night as she bucked and trembled.
Tilly opened her eyes and looked down at Jen, pulled her up back to eye level and not wanting to lose a single moment she ferociously kissed Jen and without saying a word pushed her backwards away from the car. Stumbling a little Jen found herself pinned against a cold, wet tree, but she had no chance, or indeed wish to complain, as she felt Tilly quickly position herself straddled over one of her legs, and lift her skirt and reach inside her pants.
Jen was already in a state after what she'd just done to Tilly, and Tilly's fingers were met with an inviting warm, sticky wetness, and without any waiting she plunged her fingers straight into Jen, finding a hard and intense rhythm. Jen was so close already, and the feel of Tilly's heat against her leg, and the fire she was creating inside her was unbearable, and Jen came quickly and loudly, groaning into Tilly's mouth as she felt herself release, struggling to keep herself standing. She opened her eyes and looked at Tilly who spoke for the first time.
"I'm not finished, I need to come again. You may kiss, but not touch," and Tilly gently withdrew her fingers from Jen and moved them to herself. Jen's eyes widened with surprise, he's head was still swimming from the feeling of her own orgasm, trying to appreciate what else was going on in front of her. Tilly mixed Jen's juice with her own, touching herself roughly and rubbing herself on Jen's leg. Jen could feel the heat and the friction, the movement of Tilly's hands against her, and had forgotten to kiss her she was so transfixed on Tilly, who was looking straight into her eyes. Jen could see Tilly's pupils dilate and couldn't look away. This was a moment like nothing else, and she craved for Tilly to come at her own touch, until finally Tilly exploded again, a warm sensation flooding Jen's leg, and she gripped tightly on to Jen so as not to slump to the floor.
The two held onto each other for a short while, kissing hard in short bursts, gasping for breath in the continuing rain, which they'd forgotten about for a short while. Jen looked at Tilly with hunger and surprise and broke off their kisses.
"Wow... I didn't expect that..." she trailed off, watching the streams of water run down Tilly's face.
"I thought you might like that. I wanted to touch you so badly, and then I wanted to touch myself in front of you even more."
"That was so unbelievably hot," the words stumbled from Jen's lips. "I mean watching you... not being able to touch you... Oh my god!"
Tilly beamed from ear to ear, and mischievously whispered, "I want to do it again sometime. I loved seeing you powerless..." Jen felt herself flush hot, and could do nothing but remain silent and incredibly turned on.
Tilly stepped back and started to pull her trousers back up. It wasn't easy and they were cold on her skin now that the heat from their sex was subsiding. She started to shiver slightly, and Jen noticed.
"There are some blankets in the boot, let's get wrapped up and get back home to the warmth!"
Tilly smiled, pleased at her work, and as she sat wrapped up in the car, she just watched Jen drive, not needing to say anything, the object of her desire, knowing that they had the strongest bond, and a sexual chemistry like no other.