Chapter 14
Gemma
I hadn’t expected to hear from Lila so soon, and it was an even bigger shock that she wanted me to go with her to the Strand to go shopping.
She turned in the mirror and checked out her ass in the new jeans as I sat on the bench waiting. “How do you think they look? I think my ass looks even flatter than usual.”
“You look great, but maybe go a different shade of denim. Especially if you want to wear them with that top.”
“You’re right; darker will be better, right?” She let out a long sigh. “I’m not sure what I’m doing. I’m so scatterbrained after coming home yesterday.”
She’d gotten home probably no more than ten minutes after I’d left. “What do you mean?” I hated to press the conversation, but I wanted to know what had happened between her and her father. I only hoped the conversation didn’t lead to me having to lie. The omission was bad enough.
“Daddy had a woman over. He’s so worried about me and my relationships, but he doesn’t care that his own is so trashy that he can’t even introduce me. I mean, he rushed her out of there like she was some kind of dirty secret. I’m an adult and assuming she is too; then I don’t see why adults can’t sit down and meet one another over breakfast. Besides, I feel like that’s why he’s not serious about anyone. Well, that and the fact that Samantha broke his heart. The bitch. I really hate her, and I was afraid that’s who he was with. He swears it wasn’t, but I don’t know. He’s lied to me before.”
“What do you mean, he’s lied to you?” I wanted to know if she had any secrets to tell and sure enough she did.
“Did you know he gets around at the office? There’s a woman named Mary. He dated her for like five minutes, and then there’s this new designer, Ashley. I know he was with her. He tries to deny it, but they had been at the house before, and I wasn’t there. I came home to find them walking out, both a little too out of breath if you ask me.” She shook her head, and my face reddened.
He’d had me suck him in front of Mary, and I was sure that I’d taken calls from an Ashely. I wondered how many more there were and if I was just another notch in his desk. Knowing this there was no way I was going to let him get away. He wasn’t going to push me off so he could be with someone else.
“Are you okay, Gemma?”
“Yeah, I’m just a little tired. I need to do something that will wake me up. You know what I’ve been thinking about?” She shrugged and pulled the jeans down her tanned legs and stepped out of them as I continued. “You remember how we used to spend all of our weekends by the pool?”
“Oh yeah, it’s been too long. Do you want to go back to the house and go for a dip?” She was reading my mind.
“I think it’s just what the doctor ordered; sun therapy.” I let out a sigh and threw my head back as if I were basking in it.
“I could use some vitamin D myself. Our suits are still in the bathhouse if you think you still want to wear that skimpy bikini around my father.” She made a face, and I shrugged.
“Your dad is hot, who knows, maybe he’ll check me out.” I gave her a wink, and she laughed.
“You’d be a welcome date for him, for sure. I hate all the women he’s with, so at least I’d like you.” She gave me a nudge, and we returned the clothes to the rack and headed out.
On the way, I couldn’t stop thinking about what she’d said, but I knew it was just hypothetical and she’d never really go for it.
“Hey, let’s stop and grab some wine. Dad’s all out, and I’m sure whatever he did have, some skank has had her mouth on.” Lila headed across town to get our fix, and I waited in the car. After, we drove back toward her father’s mansion.
“Are you going to drink with me?” Lila said as she pulled out onto the interstate.
“Maybe a glass. I didn’t eat, remember.”
“Why didn’t you grab something? You’re not doing that whole not-eating thing again, are you? It’s not healthy.”
“No, It's because I had a late breakfast. I’m sure I’ll be famished once we swim.” Swimming had always worked up my appetite, and I had always loved going to the Porter kitchen to make myself a sandwich with honey ham and swiss on honey wheat. “Don’t worry, if I get hungry, I’ll go inside to make me a queen bee.”
“You always loved those sandwiches. My dad still keeps that stuff around. He hasn’t given the cook a new menu in a decade.”
“Lucky me, the queen bee sandwich lives on.” We shared a laugh, and it felt nice to be with her, though the wonder if her father was going to speak to me again, stayed at the forefront of my mind.
He couldn’t avoid me forever, and I had ways to get what I wanted. I hadn’t waited all of these years for one night.
Upon arriving, we went out to the bathhouse to change. We both stripped naked, and I slipped my bikini bottoms on. “I haven’t worn this in like two years; I hope it still fits these tits.”
“You did fill out a bit; I wish I had.” She stepped into her bottoms, and I couldn’t help but peek at her trimmed pussy. “I also couldn’t help but notice that you waxed. Do you have a special someone?” She gave me an eye and giggled.
“No. I wish.”
“Well, I don’t believe you, but I’ll let it go.” Her laughter filled the room. “I’m still seriously jealous of your tits. You’ve always had better ones.” She stared at my breasts as she covered her own.
“It’s not a competition, Lila.” I didn’t want to tell her how much her father had appreciated them, and my nipples hardened thinking about him.
“I know, you sound like my father.” She rolled her eyes, and I knew that she was still pissed that he hadn’t let her get an enhancement surgery for her breasts when we were seventeen, and I didn’t blame him. She had been mad at us both for teaming up against her.
We went out to the pool, and I got inside, enjoying the sunshine and the cool breeze that had my nipples tight and sensitive against the fabric of my bikini top.
“Daddy should be home soon. I hope he doesn’t bring someone home with him.” Lila ducked down into the water and wet her hair.
“You don’t think he would though, right?” I knew I’d die if he did.
“I’m going to lay out a bit. Will you help me with my sunscreen?” Lila stepped out of the pool and grabbed her towel.
“Sure, I’m right behind you.” I climbed out and dried off, and Lila laid down on the lounger like we used to, and undid her bottom strings. I rubbed her down, and she sat up, letting her top hang loose, and as I turned around, she undid my bottom strings as well. As she rubbed the lotion slowly across my skin, careful to get every inch of skin, her father pulled up in the drive.
“He shouldn’t come out here,” she said letting her top hang free and I had no intention of tying mine as we lay down in the rays and soaked up the sun.
Minutes later, I looked up and saw Whitt watching through the window, so I sat up and applied more sunscreen to my front and rolled over onto my back. I let the top lay across my breasts loosely, and then my stomach growling gave me the perfect opportunity to go inside and make a sandwich.
“I think it’s time for a queen bee. Do you want something?”
“No, but I’ll go in for a minute.” We grabbed our towels, and I wrapped mine around my shoulders and dried off, as she did the same. Then as we walked inside, her phone rang.
“It’s Daniel! I’ll be back in a bit; I need to take this call.” She hurried up the back stairs to her room, and I knew she'd be a while.
I set about making my sandwich when Whitt strolled into the kitchen to get a drink. “You should put on a robe; it’s chilly in here.” He stared at my chest, and the top that I’d tied up to come inside and my nipples were poking against the fabric.
“I’m not cold. Would you like me to make you a queen bee?” I had all of the fixings scattered across the bar, and he shook his head.
“What are you and Lila up to? Not sharing any secrets, I hope.” He came to stand beside me and gave me a pointed look.
“No, we were just sunbathing. I saw you looking earlier. Did you see something you like? I stuck my chest out a bit and leaned forward on the counter sticking out my ass.
He shook his head. “I saw Lila, and that was enough to convince me I’m right about us. It needs to end.”
I knew he didn’t mean it and I was about to show him. I reached forward and cupped his erection the same way I had that night all those years ago. “I think you liked what you saw, and I think that there’s no reason for me to stop going for what I want, especially when you want it too. I can tell by this.” I gave his cock a hard tug.
He sucked in a breath and spun me around pinning me against the counter, his strong hands gripping my waist. “You’re going to keep on taunting me, aren’t you?”
“You can’t deny you want me, Whitt. Lila’s upstairs talking to that man of hers. I want a man too. Be my man, Mr. Porter.” I whispered his name, and he pushed me harder against the counter and pulled my swim bottoms aside, and soon I felt his hard erection pressing against me.
“You want to taunt, do you? I’ll show you what girls who taunt get from old men like me.” His cock sliced through me and I gasped as he buried inside me with one thrust. He beat my little pussy up, fucking me hard and fast until I was laying on the counter, my sandwich beside me and all of the things still scattered around me so close I could smell them.
He spanked my ass, and I clenched my tight channel around his cock, milking him, and I didn’t know if he’d go all the way and fill my tight hole with his seed. I wanted him to. I wanted to wear his scent the rest of the day and wondered if Lila would smell him on me.
He leaned up and pulled my hair, pulling my head back. “You like that fucking you’re getting, Gemma?” He was so rough and hard that I came apart, soaking his cock. “Yeah, you like it.”
I heard footsteps on the stairs, and I knew Lila was going to come down the stairs and across the house any minute. Whitt kept pounding his thick cock into me, and I started to panic as I saw Lila at the bottom of the stairs. She was still on the phone, and her head was down, and she stopped a minute as if she would turn back to the stairs.
“I’m going to come in you,” Whitt said, then his cock twitched, and he spilled into my channel while I was looking at Lila, who was on the phone and smiling across the room. “You hold that inside you, do you hear me?” I nodded but felt a trickle. I stood there and ate my sandwich clenching as he put his cock away and straightened my bikini bottoms. Lila was another moment and then she walked in smiling ear to ear.
“Hi, Daddy.” She walked around and stepped between us, kissing him on the cheek. “I’m going to leave a bit earlier than expected. Daniel needs me.” She gave me a smile, and her dad cleared his throat and walked away from us headed to his room.
“Make sure you pack enough clothes for the week,” he said as he took to the stairs.
“He’s so bitchy about it. He hates me staying the week.” She shook her head. “He’s not spoiling my mood. I’m going to soak up some more sun before I have to go.” She headed out, and I followed. I looked up to see Whitt staring from his bedroom window as a trickle seeped out of me, and I decided it was best I go for another swim.