Pole Position

by H. M. Montes

“I swear someday somebody will have to draw me a picture and explain what the big difference is between the A-mod and these. Because some of these guys are just as fast as the guys in the A-mod’s.” Carley said.

  “The biggest difference is their engines, these guys can run crates, and they don’t have a spoiler on the back of their decking.” I pointed at one, “See the Eight J? He has a spoiler on and down the window post it has a decal that says CRATE. Crate motors can’t be claimed. In the A-mod’s their engines are bigger and worth A LOT more money, there is no spoiler on the back and those high dollar engines can be claimed for a fraction of what some of the guys spend on them.”

  Carley looked at me, “Well okay then! I’ve been coming for three years and had no clue.” She said and all of us started laughing.

  “I’m picking the Eight J to win the sportmods.” I stated proudly.

  “Why?” Asher asked as she looked at the other cars that were racing in the same heat race.

  “Because…his spoiler say’s “Ridin’ Dirty” and the bottom of the door says “The Rocket” I said with a shrug. Asher and Carley laughed then pointed out what cars they had picked. “We won’t know who wins though so Carley you have to call and tell us!”

  “Oh I will! Am I supposed to keep you posted on dickhead?”

  I rolled my eyes, “I’m sure the guys will be blowing up our phones with updates.”

  I stood up and cheered as the Eight J won his heat race, the announcer called him, “Mr. RIIIDINNN DIRRRTTTY!” The people around us were clapping and cheering as the other cars crossed under the checkered flag.

  About an hour later the first heat race came out for the A-mods, Jet was in the first heat two rows from the back. The flagman waved the flag and the drivers all threw their cars sideways out of turn four down the front stretch. With my feet propped on the bleacher in front of me, my elbows resting on my knees I watched Jet. I couldn’t take my eyes off of him, when he raced he was always in a zone and so in tune with his car. The way he preferred to race around the top of the track, I could just imagine the muscles in his arms flexing and straining as he handled the car with ease. He passed car after car until he was in the lead and won the heat race. I didn’t stand up and cheer I just sat there staring at him drive his car to the tech area.

  “He sits so low in his seat! You’d never guess that he’s a six foot something sex god!” Carley said then looked at me. “You okay?” she asked me.

  I nodded my head, but felt the tears pooling in my eyes. I put my face down and covered it with my hands. Shaking my head, “Why did he have to do it? God, it’s killing me.” I said as the tears flowed down onto my hands. Asher and Carley rubbed my back but didn’t say anything.

  An announcer walking along the front of the grandstand started talking into the microphone, “Let’s wake you guys up my god is everybody asleep?” he yelled into the microphone. I wiped at my eyes as he started throwing t-shirts into the stands. He looked over at the three of us, “WHOA, they weren’t here last night!” he ran up the bleachers to us and handed us each a shirt. “Hey are you okay?” he asked with the microphone behind his back.

  I nodded my head, “Just having a bad day is all.” I said with a small smile.

  “He’s an idiot whoever he is.” The guy said then squeezed my shoulder handed me a t-shirt and walked back down the bleachers. The crowd jumped to their feet as he went section to section throwing shirts like footballs into the crowd.

  We watched a few more races, then after getting numerous texts from Jet we decided to go back to the pit area. I had told Jet I would let him know when I was back at the RV. I didn’t really want to see him though because he had yet to tell me about what he had done with Riley, instead he was getting pissy that I wasn’t around him all the time.

  Carley went back to her step brother’s trailer while Asher and I went to the camper. Once we got there we both pulled our laptops out to start going over notes so we could type up our report for Professor Long’s class. We had only been in there for about forty five minutes when Jet came in. When he seen me sitting there he wrinkled his eyebrows together.

  “I thought you were going to let me know when you were coming back out here.” He asked and sat down beside me and kissed me on the head.

  “Yeah, sorry I just wanted to get back here and get started on this report.” I told him but never stopped typing or flipping through my notes from class. I could tell that he was getting mad and frustrated with me since I wouldn’t say much to him. He asked me if I thought he should race the All Star race on Saturday before the Big Show, “Sure.” I told him. He clenched his hands into fists on the table then asked Asher if she would leave for a few minutes so we could talk. Asher knew that I didn’t want to talk about what had happened so thankfully she told him that she didn’t want quit working on something since she was right in the middle of it. I heard Jet grind his teeth together before he turned and looked at me.

  “What the fuck is your deal?”

  “I just want to get this typed up and proofread before I have to email it.”

  “When is it even due?” he asked. I told him that it was due Friday.

  He shook his head, “Chassis, you won’t look at me, you barely talk to me and you act like you could give a shit less about the races.” He said to me.

  I shrugged my shoulders, “Sorry I just want to get this done.”

  He laughed, “What the fuck ever.” He stood up and stomped back to the bedroom.

  We waited about thirty minutes before we hurried and put our laptops away and left the camper to go find Carley. She was on her phone in the trailer when we walked in she hung up then jumped up out of the chair. “We need to go get something for you two to wear tonight, I don’t know why I didn’t think of that earlier!”

  We made the short drive back to town, hurried into Wal-Mart. Carley started flipping through rack after rack of short skirts until she found a little black micro mini skirt. I found a skin tight checkered flag tank top with a zipper that ran down the center. “YES! Perfect!” Carley stated when she held the outfit up for me. Asher had a hot pink skirt and a black leather tank top. “I have shoes you can borrow that’ll make the outfit look total high dollar stripperish.” She said with a wink. We were walking around the store when Jet text me wanting to know where I was and if he was actually going to get to spend some time with me.

  “You guys what do I tell him? I…just want to leave.” I whined.

  “Tomorrow, you will leave but like I said tonight, will be the night the he regrets doing what he did.” Carley told me.

  We went back to the track but Asher and I didn’t bother going back to the RV or to Jet’s trailer. Carley, Asher, and I hid away in Russell’s trailer while the live band set up for the show that would be starting in one hour. We ate some supper that Russell had delivered to the track then decided to start getting ready.

  “HOLY SHIT!” Carley screeched after she seen Asher and I in our “stripper attire”.

  “What!” I yelled then looked down at my outfit. “Okay…NO WAY am I doing this I look like a whore!”

  Asher started laughing, “No I’m pretty sure you look fucking sexy as hell, the guys are going to be drooling and throwing more money your way.”

  I shook my head, “I can’t do this, I haven’t had anything to drink!”

  Carley pulled a jug out of the refrigerator, “Apple Pie okay?” She asked.

  “How’d you get that? Lawrence wouldn’t even give us any!” I asked her.

  She smiled, “Lawrence and I played romper room last night (she shrugged a shoulder) he likes…”

  “Okay enough!” Asher said and covered her ears while laughing.

  “What? He’s damn good in the sack! Not good enough to make me want to go back to dating men though.” Carley said with a wink.

  We poured us each a solo cup of the delicious drink and chugged it. After the second cup Carley put the gallon jug back in the small refrigerator. A bass guitar started strummi
ng a low note over and over, then the bass of the drum started thumping, vibrating the trailer. There was a tap on the door, Carley opened it and peeked out then let four more women in. I stared at them, they were drop dead beautiful. “Ladies, meet Asher and Chassis. This is Velvet, Sissy, and Precious.” She introduced us. I stood there mouth open and not blinking, the three ladies started laughing, finally Precious said, “Okay yes we are professional dancers.”

  “HA, I knew it!” I said with a laugh.

  “Was it the names?” Velvet asked with a big smile.

  “Well, even if you did give us your real names, your bodies give you away! You all are extremely beautiful!” I told them.

  “Aww thank you! Now let’s get this show on the road, just follow our lead.” Sissy told us. ‘Single Ladies’ started playing, “I take it this is the signature song for this event?” Asher asked as we followed them onto the stage area.

  “That it is, the crowd loves this song!” Carley yelled over the music.

  The crowd erupted into cheers and whistles so loud it was almost deafening. The lead singer of the band was staring at us humming a deep throaty hum into the microphone as he eyed us up and down. He gave me a grin and a wink the closer I got to him. I grabbed his microphone stand with both hands spread my legs apart and slowly slid down until I was eye level with his crotch. He continued to hum as I stood back up. I walked around him while dragging a finger across his shoulders . He had a total rock star look to him with a leather cuff on each wrist, tattoos up and down both arms. His bottom lip was pierced on each corner and a spiked ring in one of his eyebrows. He had to be “Jet” from Jade C. Jamison’s book he just had to be I thought to myself as I slid down his side with my back to him.

  “Woman, if you keep that up you’ll be bent over that fucking drum set before you even know what the hell is going on.” He growled into my ear away from the microphone. I smiled swatted him on the ass then walked over to where the others were now stripping for the entire crowd. The alcohol I had drank was working its way through my system. I slowly unzipped my skirt and let it fall to the platform on the stage. I felt the hairs on my neck standing up and my body heated up. When I turned around my eyes landed on Jet. His jaw was clenched and his knuckles were white from gripping his beer bottle so tightly. I quickly looked away then went over to where Carley and Asher were dancing. “He’s pissed.” I said as I walked behind Carley. She smiled then looked over at Jet that was now making his way through the crowd.

  She looked at me over her shoulder, “We’ll finish this dance then go to the RV.”

  I nodded my head then walked up to one of the poles and started grinding against Asher. “After this song I’m going to the camper with Carley.”

  She looked at me and nodded her head, “I’m done after this too”.

  As soon as the son was over, Carley spun me around and dragged me into the trailer, Asher was right behind us. She hurried over to the door and locked it, “So are you two really going to…you know?” Asher asked.

  “YEP! Then I’m going to sleep and tomorrow morning we leave, unless you’ve changed your mind.” I said with a slight slur of my words.

  “No, Mitch already knows, he promised not to tell Jet what we were doing, he said he’ll play stupid.”

  I nodded my head, “Good, I’ll tell Jason and Jerod too. I know they won’t tell him either.” I grabbed my phone and sent them both a text message. * I’m leaving tomorrow to go back to campus, please don’t tell Jet though. * ~ * We know, Mitch already told us, I’m sorry my asshole brother fucked things up * ~ * I’ll see you when you get back I’m not going to ignore you and Jerod. * ~ * That’s god damn right! 2J* ~ * LOL, I’ll let you know when we make it back.* they both replied *OK, great show too ;) *

  Carley poured us each another cup of the apple pie she held her glass up, “I just have to say, you two are amazing and have been so much fun to hang out with! Never let any man bring you down!” We tapped our cups to hers and threw the liquid back. There was a knock on the door followed by the handle jiggling, “I guarantee you its Jet.” I said flatly. My eyes filled with tears, I tried to hold them back but I couldn’t. I flopped down on the couch and started bawling.

  Asher sat on one side of my while Carley on the other side. “Why? Why did he do it? He still…” I couldn’t talk through the sobs.

  Asher hugged me tightly, “Chassis I wish I knew why I think we all want to know why he did it. I worried that something like this would happen, I really thought he was proving me wrong.” I couldn’t talk all I could do was cry.

  “My dad would be so ashamed of me.” I sobbed harder. Carley hugged me, “Sweetheart, don’t say that. Just go back to the dorms tomorrow and relax.” I nodded my head and wiped at my eyes.

  “Let’s go to the RV before I change my mind.” I said with a laugh.

  “No, you don’t have to do anything, just go to bed and get some rest.” Carley told me.

  I shook my head, “No, because on the other side of that door is a man that I loved with all of my heart. He crushed it, I know he’s going to follow but he sure as hell isn’t going to join in. He can watch and suffer.” I said then stood up and started for the door.

  As soon as I stepped out of the trailer Jet had me by my upper arm and pinned against the side of the trailer. “What the fuck was that?” He asked trying not to yell. I ducked under his arm and practically ran to the RV, I glanced back to see Carley catching up with me. “He’s SO pissed!” she said with a laugh.

  “Oh well, it’s not going to get any better.”

  “Chassis if you don’t want to do this..”

  “No, I want to, for some stupid reason.”

  “I’ll be sure to rock your world.” She said with a smile and a wink.

  We wasted no time getting undressed, Carley pushed me back onto the bed, “You lay there and enjoy the show.” She told me.

  She kissed me lightly on the lips, the RV door slammed shut, Carley moaned as she licked down my neck until she got to my breasts. She closed her lips around my nipple and rolled the other between her fingers.

  “Chassis we need to fucking talk!” Jet yelled.

  Carley moved over to my other nipple, lightly biting it then licked it. “Oh God.” I sighed as she dragged her fingernails down my chest so her hand was resting on my hip bones.

  “Uh Chass what the fuck is going on?” Jet asked.

  Carley slid down my body, her hard nipples pressed against my skin as she kissed a trail down to my hips. “You ready?” she asked while she looked up at me with a smile. I nodded my head. She danced her fingers down to my pussy, “Smooth, PERFECT” she said. I watched as her long fingernails spread my lips apart, she locked eyes with me as she slowly licked up the center to my clit then circled it with the tip of her tongue. She pushed one finger then a second inside of me while she continued to flick her tongue against my clit. She made what felt like scissor motions with her fingers then pushed them deeper inside of me. “Oh god…oh…” I started rocking my hips as she sucked on my clit. Her touch was so soft and gentle, her moans matched mine “That right there…” she wiggled her fingers in a come here motion “Is going to have you cumming so hard.” She said as she continued to lick up and down against my clit and wiggling her fingers. Jet stepped up next to the bed and unsnapped his pants, his dick was obviously hard as steel and pressing against his jeans. His blue silver eyes locked with mine as Carley pulled my orgasm closer and closer. Jet was just getting ready to climb on the bed when I told him he couldn’t. The look on his face was a look of complete shock, then my orgasm ripped through me. I threw my head back and fisted the sheets in my hands as Carley pumped her fingers in and out of me harder and faster while sucking on my clit. “Oh fuck…” My body convulsed as she continued to drag my orgasm out. I looked down at her to find her smiling, she pulled her fingers out of me climbed up my body and kissed me. “I told you so.” Was all she said then looked over at Jet, stood up from the bed grabbed her clothes and put
them on as she walked down the small hall.

  Jet stood there staring at me, “What the fuck was THAT?” he asked through a growly voice. I leaned over the edge of the bed and grabbed some clothes out of my bag and started putting them on.

  “That was the best orgasm of my life.” I told him then slid back under the covers and rolled over so my back was to him.

  I felt him get up off the bed and watched his shadow as he paced back and forth in the small bedroom. When he stopped and blew out a breath. “Will you please fucking talk to me?” He asked. I wasn’t going to talk about it, I didn’t want to, he needed to focus on the rest of the weekend and the races.

  “No, we can talk when we get back to campus.” I told him.

  He set down on the bed and tried to roll me towards him, “It’s fucking THURSDAY! We won’t be going back until Sunday!” he shouted at me. I shook my head and wiped the stray tear off my cheek. “Chass, come on give me something to work with here, please.” He pleaded with a shaky voice.

  I sat up and faced him, I looked down at my lap and laced my fingers together. “Fine…I saw you and Riley..”

  His eyes got big, “You..you watched?” he asked with his eyebrows drawn down.

  “I wanted to make sure I was really seeing you do it, then you wouldn’t be able to lie or say that I was over reacting when we had this talk. The fact that you couldn’t tell me about her at all, then you screwed her!”

  He blew out a breath, “Fuck Chassis!, Wait..what? I didn’t fuck her!” He said.

  I was so mad, now he was trying to lie to me, when I told him that Jason made me leave before I had to see Jet screwing Riley. Jet pulled a condom out of his wallet and put it in front of the flashlight of his phone, “I’d never fuck her again, look at the holes in the condom. I didn’t fuck her Chassis.” He told me. I wanted to believe him but he couldn’t explain why he had done what he had done.

  I wiped the steady stream of tears away, was that really all he had to say? He pulled his wallet out, and laid a picture of a chubby faced little boy that looked to be about three years old. “That’s my son Chase..” he told me the story about how he had accidentally got Riley pregnant and her parents gave her a choice to either have an abortion or leave and go live with her family in California. “I hadn’t talked to her until we were on our way here..she called.” He finished.