Sonya and Mr. Johnson, Book 14
Copyright© 2025 by Sonya in Milwaukee
Chapter 6, Bob washes his car
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 6, Bob washes his car - This is a continuation of the previous story. I am making this story a little bit of an interactive one. You should be able to leave comments to. So, you the reader can decide on the direction of the story. I will leave some chapters with a multiple choice question, you can decide on the scene to what she will wear. I hope you like and please feel free to vote as you like.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Consensual Teen Siren Masturbation Voyeurism
Sonya had quickly rode her bike home as fast as she could. She had her backpack slung over both her shoulders and her butt was in the air as she pedaled as fast and hard as she could. Something about two older men who she didn’t know touching her in such a public setting excited her in a way that she never felt before. She made the twenty minute bike ride home in twelve minutes, she was so excited. She thought about the men touching her butt. She thought about how exposed she was to everyone. Hell, she thought, she was still exposed to everyone on her bike ride home. The leggings did not do much to cover her near naked body. She knew her pussy and her butt hole were visible if someone was really looking as she rode her bike home.
The back pack slung over both her shoulders, it did not hang low enough to cover her backside. Sonya didn’t care. She just didn’t want to be stopped by the police for her indescretions. She had a huge smile on her face thinking about random old dudes touching her, she was going to jill herself off when she got into her room. She was almost creaming herself in the anticipiation of it. That was how excited she was. This whole new feeling for her ... what is the opposite of a peeping tom? She thought. She liked the men touching her but she really loved the fact that they were looking and watching her in a sexual way. She loved that they were peeping at her! A big smile came across her face as she thought of that. She didn’t even notice that when she got on her street that Mr. Johnsons’ big old car was at the end of his driveway. He was just getting out of his car as she slowly started to get nearer and nearer to her house and his house.
Bob was a little bummed that he did not get to see Sonya yet this morning. So, he decided that after taking a long look at the pictures of her he had on his computer that he needs to get out and do something. Washing his Lincoln was something that he always enjoyed doing in a nice summer day. Today was going to be in the mid 80s’ so ... why not? Bob thought to himself. He left the comfort of his office with the picture of Sonya in just a little white t-shirt on and nothing else was his screen saver. The bottom half of her naked butt exposed. Bob smiled as he walked out of the house. He grabbed all the supplies he needs to wash his car. A couple of big buckets, lambswool rags, a good soap, he quickly put the things down by the hose. Turning the water on he started to fill the buckets up with the soapy water he would need to wash his car. He uses one bucket for soapy water and one bucket that was just plain water. Forgetting the towels, he went back inside and grabbed a couple towels to dry the car with. The water was almost near the top of the bucket when he came back out. He turned the water off as he went to bring his classic Lincoln Continental out and bring it towards the end of the driveway where all the supplies were waiting. As he slowly drove it down his driveway, he saw a kid riding on a bike up the street. As they rode closer he got a better look and noticed it was Sonya.
His heart began to beat louder. Bob smiled at the beautiful sight riding towards him. He stepped out of his 1960 Lincoln Continental, gently closing the door. Smiling as his young neighbor slowed down on her bike as she rode up next to his car.
“Hi, Mr. Johnson.” Sonya gleefully spoke to her elderly neighbor.
“Well, hello there pretty lady!” Bob replied. He was beaming as he looked at Sonya her feet on the ground now as she stood holding her bike. He rested a hand on her handlebars. “Watcha doing?” He asked her.
Sonyas’ big brown eyes looked up at Mr. Johnson. Shrugging her shoulders as she didn’t want to tell him about how two older men were ... well what would you call what they were doing to her, she thought? Ogling her? Groping her? Either way, she thought it best to not say anything about that to Mr. Johnson. “Just riding some. Getting some exercise you know.” She told him with a big smile.
Bob was gripping her handle bar a little bit as he pondered a little bit. Wanting to be around her every chance he could but not wanting to come across as creepy or off putting to her. He knew it was a very fine line and he wanted to make sure he never crossed it in a wrong way for her. “Exercise is good.” He looked at his car, thinking. “I could use some help washing this old thing. Care to get some exercise in helping me wash it?” His hand waved over the Lincoln. She turned and looked at his old car. As she looked at his car, Bob took the time to check her out in the tight clothes she was wearing.
Sonya, thought about it. It would be a good oppurtunity to tease her old neighbor some more. She was worked up from her experience at the mall. Her mind was working ... maybe she could get some money from this or at least a free meal? So she gambled, “Well, I am kind of hungry Mr. Johnson.” She told him. Hoping he would offer her a free lunch.
“You help me, and I’ll buy lunch. Anywhere you want to go!” He told her with a sly grin and a wink. Sonya giggled at her silly cute neighbor. “Okay, Mr. Johnson. Just let me change quickly.” She told him.
“Perfect.” He told her with a smile.
“Perfect.” She replied back.
“Alright, go change. Or, you’ll be helping in that white shirt. Wouldn’t want that to get wet now would we?” He grinned.
“Nope, wouldn’t want that.” She said with a big smile.
“Alright, go.” Bob told her, as she put a foot on one of the pedals. Smiling as she does at her elderly neighbor. Bob let out a little laugh, unsure if this was teasing between the two of them or just innocent playful fun. “Alright,’ as he lets out a little chuckle, ‘Get your cute little behind back here.” He gave her a little friendly push on her shoulders as he walked along the side of her and her bike. He gave a nice glance down at her backside. Tightly packed in the leggings. Showing every inch of her butt to him. He licked his lips unknowingly. Sonya spotted him licking his lips and she smiled as she playfully acted like she almost fell off her bike. Her ponytail swayed from side to side as she hopped back up on her bike and made her way to her garage.
Bob watched her ride away the whole time. Her butt cheeks were obviously on display for him as his one hand went to rub his crotch area through his pants. It was hard for him the farther she got from him, if she actually had any kind of pants on. Softly, he whispered,”God Damn. Behave yourself, Bob.” He told himself. Taking a deep sigh, breath of air exhaled as he took in the sight of her leaving. The hope of her quick return in something even better than what she was just wearing. Naked, he hoped. He would love to see her naked, he grinned.
Five minutes later, Sonya climbed over the little fence that divided the two yards. A fence that was more decoration at just two feet in height. A fence that Max could jump over if he wanted to but never did. Bob noticed the movement and with one cloth in his hand he stopped to watch her come to him. She was wearing a bikini it looked like to him. Nice, he thought. He stood up straight as she walked up to him. Big smile on her face. “Well, how can I help?” She asked him. He had one of the cloths and was already in the process of washing his car. He smiled at her and pointed to the other cloth laying next to one of the buckets. “Right there, my Lady.” He said with the biggest smile he ever had. Deliberately waiting and watching her, hoping he could catch a nice view of her picking up the cloth off the ground.
Sonya took a big gamble here as she picked a small skimpy black bikini. A year old bikini that will Sonya filling out a little more this year that bikini becomes a little more revealing as her butt cheeks bulge out of the year old material. Still this little black bikini was really nice, Sonya’s parents had no idea about this bikini. Sonya knew that some things were better left not letting her parents know about. A two piece bikini, old men groping her, her teasing Mr. Johnson ... were among the things she would never let her parents know about. Sonya smiled as she pulled the thin material up her legs, tieing each side of it quickly and then fixing the small top on as well. She liked the little yellow bikini she saw at the mall earlier but it was to much money that she did not have. Plus, it was a little thong. She never had a thong bikini before. That would be daring and a little exciting to wear in front of Mr. Johnson. She quickly checked herself out in the mirror while she slipped into her sandals. Max just laid in the corner of her room, unbothered by her actions. Sonya turned and checked her butt out in the mirror, pulling the light material up tighter into her butt crack. She smiled as she liked the look of it on her. She turned then and quickly made herself out the house. She thought for a second about going out the front door as that was closer to where Mr. Johnson had his car parked but she didn’t want any neighbors to quite see her so she went out the back door and decided to go over the fence in the back yard.
She smiled as she saw Mr. Johnson right away as she made her way into his yard and driveway. She felt sexy and she was still really turned on by the men at the bookstore. He pointed at the cloth by the buckets.
So, she bent over at her waist to pick up a cloth. Bending over and hoping that while she was bent over that Mr. Johnson was getting a really nice view of her rear end. She was deliberately slow as she picked the cloth up. She wanted to peak back at him to see if he was looking at her. She thought better not to though ... she didn’t want to scare him or startle him or even make him think she was a slut or something. She smiled at the thought of her being a slut. I mean I’m not a slut with boys in school that’s for sure ... Still, she did want to know what Mr. Johnson thought. Was he looking at her butt in the thong right now? Did he like what he sees? Did he want more like she does? All of these thoughts were driving Sonya crazy. As she finally grabbed the nice cloth off the ground.