Jenny's Fantasy Cottage

A discussion about classic cars reminded me of something I wrote quite some time ago. Read it with a heaping helping of innuendo, and enjoy!

Mercedes was excited to meet her new driver today. She had known several drivers before, some attentive and fun, and others who neglected her and didn't take care of her properly. But was very excited about this one, since she knew how much he loved vintage cars. She was a beautiful red 1957 300SL roadster, with a lot of miles but still in wonderful condition, with all of her mechanicals in perfect working order, so that she practically purred when taken out for a spin.

She knew she would like Driver before he ever started her engine. He had read an ad about her and had asked many questions about her to make sure she was the car he was looking for, something sporty and sexy but yet classy and elegant. When he first saw her, he walked around her, admiring her beauty, even the few dings she had, getting familiar with her, and praising her finely built chassis and exceptional engineering. He ran his hands lovingly over her smooth finish, anticipating the experiences he would have with her. He took her to a service station and made sure she was filled with the best gasoline for her engine, and took care of anything else he saw that she needed. Then he finally opened her door and slid smoothly into her supple leather driver's seat. He noticed immediately the embracing comfort of the seat, and proceeded to figure out where all of her buttons and switches were. He wanted to become familiar with how to make her lights come on, make her warm or cool, turn on her music, and make her engine race. Mercedes knew she would be able to trust herself to this Driver's handling and perform at her best for him.

Finally, Driver turned the key in Mercedes' ignition, and they began their first journey together. She loved the smooth, gentle touch of Driver's feet and hands on her pedals and gear shift as he expertly moved her onto the highway. She responded by gliding smoothly along, and he marveled at her comfortable ride and responsiveness. As they reached the outskirts of town, Driver picked up the pace a little, shifting her gears, making her engine hum just a bit. Mercedes had not been this happy in a while, enjoying Driver's expert touch and handling and how he made her engine throb. She sailed along the road, eager to please him. The flat scenery soon gave way to softly rolling hills and mounds, and they glided over them easily. The hills became bigger, and Driver spent a long time circling two of them in particular, pausing at the peak of each one several times, his hands always deftly manipulating her through the gears. Her engine moaned and purred alternately as they reached the peaks and then descended back down onto a straightaway and then moved back up again.

Eventually Driver's hand slid down to the gear shift and then began to press various buttons in her controls, some of which no one had ever known were there before. He pressed one over and over, revving her RPMs higher and higher. Her engine was becoming louder and louder, humming, whining, and then emitting a sound akin to a cry. Driver's hands grasped her wheel and gear shift more firmly, connecting himself to her and making his body one with her as she cradled him in her luxuriously warm, padded seat. Just as her RPMs reached higher than they ever had before, he smoothly shifted back down, leaving her engine heart pounding from the excitement. Driver did indeed understand that driving such a car required forethought and flawless timing!

Soon they began to descend from the hills, and the landscape became more rugged. Mercedes saw up ahead a rock formation jutting up from the grassy plain around it. She circled the base many times, her tires moving delicately over the rounded boulders there so as not to damge them. Climbing to the peak of this huge formation would be a challenge, but it was one she would enjoy with Driver encouraging and guiding her. She started slowly but steadily up the side, her tires practically curling around it, and she could feel the hardness of it under them. Driver was willing her higher and higher, and she climbed on and on, towards the pinnacle. When she reached it, she circled it many times, enjoying the way it felt. She had to be careful, though, as it was slippery from a liquid oozing from a small spring at the very tip. Driver was exultant when she reached this point, as she gathered from the excited exclamations escaping his mouth and his ever-tightening grip on the gear shift.



After lingering for a while at the peak of this formation, Mercedes could tell that Driver wanted to open her up and take her as fast as she would go. She came off of the rock formation, and he suddenly thrust the gear shift down, and the mechanical fuel injector kicked in, causing her engine to scream as she took off. As they proceeded, the road dipped downward. They descended deeper and deeper into a valley, picking up speed as they went until her engine was roaring and Driver was uttering unintelligible sounds, goading her faster and faster. He thrust the gear shift into the slot which put her in the highest gear possible, and she began to fly along, almost out of control. She clenched her soft leather around him tightly, and he felt her entire chassis begin to pulse with the thrill of the ride they were taking together. They dropped deeper into a crevasse within the valley, the sides of which closed tightly around Driver. He was enjoying their adventure, Mercedes could tell, and she wanted to make it the most exciting he had ever had. Deeper and deeper they went, Driver and Mercedes moving as one now. With a final scream of her engine and thrust of the gear shift by Driver, they burst into the sunlight at the end of the valley and splashed into a stream where drops and plumes of sweet liquid spurted up around them, covering them both. Gradually they came to a stop, Driver panting with satisfaction and Mercedes happily idling, her engine purring once again. They remained there for a long while, enjoying the warm sunshine and reflecting on the ride they had just taken together.

Finally, Driver guided her back to the road and brought her home. His knowing hands were making her glide along the road again. As they reached home, Driver told her of the many trips he had planned for them, some through the same peaks and valleys they had visited that day, others through rougher country, and yet others in exotic, unique places, and one to a special valley where he hoped to take her very soon. Mercedes was happy knowing she had found a driver who knew how to take care of her and who would take her to such exciting places, and she couldn't wait for the next journey.
 
Hahaaa - that's a great read Jen.

I'm sure little Mercedes has a finely built chassis and exceptional engineering ;) :D

Very clever!
 
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