The Lake of Love (Adult Novel 18+)

by John Sheridan

  Sheridan nodded her head in reply.

  ‘You are not going to tell him are you?’ I could see straight through the windows of her soul; she was pleading with me not to tell him.

  ‘I will keep this secret,’ I replied.

  ‘Thanks.’

  I cut her off. ‘But you must quit.’

  ‘But I need the money.’ Her shoulders sagged.

  ‘I will take care of your debt,’ this time it was her turn to cut me off.

  ‘No. I will not let you pay off the debt.’ She shook her head in reply.

  ‘You will or I will be forced to tell your father,’ I countered.

  It was the perfect solution. Ten thousand dollars was not even a small dent in my wallet. I could pay that off for her in no time at all, but with my ultimatum it also meant she had to quit this degrading job.

  ‘But,’ she began to protest.

  ‘This is how it will be,’ I replied. ‘Now we should go before your father comes looking for me.’

  My heart nearly leapt into my throat at the feel of her soft delicate hand slip into my palm. ‘Thank you, Charles,’ she smiled a smile that had the power to break a million men’s hearts.

  ‘Call me, Charlie,’ I don’t know why I said that.

  Sheridan giggled like some sort of school girl.

  ‘Charlie it is.’

  She leaned forward and planted a sweet little kiss on the side of my face. My eyes unconsciously dropped down towards those firm perky breasts. I couldn’t stop myself. I so badly wanted to reach out and grab them. I quickly looked up again, as Sheridan pulled back from the kiss and smiled.

  ‘I need to collect my stuff. Will you meet me in the alleyway out back?’

  ‘Of course,’ I replied.

  Sheridan hopped off the bed and headed for the door. A wave of pressure rushed down between my legs at the sight of her cute little ass. It looked so smooth that I just wanted to take a bite. Sheridan turned back to face me and I instantly tore my eyes away from her ass, but it was several moments too late. Sheridan had caught me checking out her body for a second time in as many minutes.

  A smile split her soft red lips.

  Did she like the way I looked at her?

  ‘Thank you once again.’

  And with that she disappeared from the room.

  I let out a sigh and fell backwards onto the bed. I had worried about what I might say to her or what she might think to find me in this room, but now I was more concerned about the lustful thoughts roaming through the darkest depths of my unconscious mind. Being sexually attracted to your best friend’s twenty-two year old daughter was wrong on more levels that I could count, but I couldn’t help it.

  Sheridan was simply beautiful.

  * * *

  The headlights of my car illuminated the darkened alleyway, as I pulled slowly around the corner. Sheridan appeared from the shadows and headed towards the car. She was holding a backpack in her hands and now wore a thick brown coat, but from the waist down all she wore were those dark blue panties. Her smooth kissable legs were like magnets for my eyes. I just wanted to push them apart and do things that I hadn’t even done with my wife.

  No!

  I am married.

  And this is my best friend’s daughter.

  The car door popped open and Sheridan dropped herself down into the front seat beside me. ‘Thank you for doing this for me,’ she said for the umpteenth time.

  I released the hand break and slowly applied pressure to the accelerator. My car bumped gently down the uneven alleyway and pulled a right to lead us back onto the main road. It was nearly one in the morning, which explained the lack of activity on the usually busy road, although it was a Friday night and all the clubs in this part of town were still open. The flashing neon entrance lights of the clubs glowed like Christmas decorations against the deep black of the night sky. Smartly dressed men and scantily clad women of all ages were walking down the sidewalks looking a little worse for wear. I pressed my foot down and the engine roared. I wanted to get home, as soon as I possibly could.

  ‘I am worried that my dad might have seen me.’

  ‘Don’t worry,’ I comforted her. ‘Your father does not know you were there.’

  ‘Are you sure?’ Sheridan sounded more than a little worried.

  ‘One hundred percent,’ I replied. ‘The only person that knows you worked at the sex club is me and I won’t be telling anyone.’

  ‘I know,’ she flashed me her sweet angelic smile. ‘I trust you, Charlie.’ Sheridan opened up her backpack and pulled out a pair of black pants. ‘I wanted to get out the club as quickly as possible.’ She lifted her legs up towards the windscreen and slid her feet into her pants. I know she wasn’t trying to do this on purpose, but the sight of her demonstrating just how nimble and incredibly flexible her body could be was starting to make me grow hard. No matter what I tried I couldn’t stop myself from thinking dark and troubling thoughts about the beautiful blonde sitting beside me. ‘So I didn’t really have time to get changed in the club.’ I turned my eyes back towards the road. I had to distract myself with the act of driving. ‘What will you tell everyone when we arrive back at the lake house together?’

  My heart stopped.

  Sheridan had removed her thick brown coat.

  For the second time tonight I was sitting next to her whilst her firm juicy breasts were fully exposed for me to see. I so badly wanted to reach out and touch them. They looked like fresh fruit ripe for the picking. Didn’t Sheridan care that I could see her?

  ‘I will…’ I tried to reply to her question, but my mouth was suddenly feeling incredibly dry. She turned her beautiful blue eyes towards me and smiled. I was not being very subtle about staring at her breasts. Unconsciously I licked my dry lips. ‘I will tell them that I bumped into you after the meeting.’ No matter where I attempted to look my eyes seemed to always return to her tits. Sheridan reached into her backpack and pulled out a dark red t-shirt. She was in no hurry to put it on.

  Something dangerous pulsed between my legs.

  I had to force my thighs together to stop her from seeing the ever increasing bulge beneath my trousers. I don’t believe I am getting so turned on by my best friend’s daughter. I breathed an internal sigh of relief, as Sheridan finally slipped the t-shirt on over her head.

  ‘Thank you for being so kind to me,’ replied Sheridan.

  ‘Don’t worry about it.’ I turned my attention back towards the road.

  ‘I can’t help it. Every boyfriend I have ever had has treated me like some kind of sex object. No one has ever gone out of their way to do something nice for me or to protect me like you have. Thank you.’

  A tinge of guilt stabbed at my heart.

  I hadn’t known Sheridan had been so poorly mistreated by men before, but I could see why they would do it. Sheridan was hands down the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. How was I any better than her ex-boyfriends? Since I had seen her in the club I haven’t been thinking with my mind, but with my penis. Sheridan deserved more respect than this.

  * * *

  By the time we reached the lake house all the lights were out. It was nearly two o’clock in the morning so it wasn’t too surprising to find everyone else in bed. I kicked off my shoes by the front door and quietly followed Sheridan up the stairs towards the second floor. She stopped on the dark landing and turned her beautiful blue eyes up towards me. I stood a good head taller than the sexy young blonde.

  ‘I know I have said this already,’ she spoke in a soft tone so that her voice would not be carried throughout the large and silent lake house. ‘Thank you, Charlie.’

  She smiled that heart warming smile and headed off down the corridor towards her bedroom.

  I let out a defeated sigh.

  A big part of me wanted to follow her back to her room.

  I turned my back on her and headed down the cream carpeted corridor towards my own bedroom. The door opened with a very faint click and I tiptoed inside.
If possible I didn’t want to wake Rebecca so late in the night.

  ‘Charlie?’ The voice of my wife reached me through the darkness of the night.

  ‘Sorry, darling.’ It felt only natural to apologise. I began to undress.

  ‘How come you got back so late?’ She sounded tired.

  ‘The meeting ran on a little longer than I expected,’ I lied. It wasn’t like I could explain to her Frank dragged me out to a sex club where I found his daughter working to pay off huge sums of debt and now I wanted to fuck her.

  I slipped off my boxer shorts and climbed naked into my large double bed.

  ‘I missed you,’ Rebecca was laying on her side with her back to me.

  ‘I know,’ I cuddled into her. She too was sleeping completely naked. Her body felt so warm to touch. ‘I am sorry.’ A sweet summer scent flowed from her long flowing blonde hair. Rebecca smelt good. I hated to think this, but Sheridan smelt better.

  ‘It’s okay. I just haven’t seen you that much since we got here.’ Butterflies fluttered in my stomach at the feel of her fingernails stroking gently along my forearm.

  ‘The deal is almost done,’ I replied. ‘And then there will be no more meetings.’

  Rebecca turned in the bed to face me.

  My heart melted at the sight of her loving angelic smile. Her light green emerald coloured eyes seemed to sparkle like crystals in the darkness of our bedroom. She was nearly in her mid-forties, but she still looked as beautiful as the day I met her. Rebecca was by no means a slim woman, but then again you couldn’t really label her as fat either. She had all the right curves in all the right places. Up until tonight it was the only body I had ever wanted to touch. It was then that the image of Sheridan sitting on the edge of that king sized bed wearing nothing more than those dark blue panties flashed like a supernova within my mind’s eye. Her firm perky breasts had looked so good that I had just wanted to stick them in my mouth and suck them all night long. I think she had liked the way I had looked at her.

  Would she have let me touch her?

  What would have happened if I had placed my hand upon her smooth thigh?

  Would she have opened her legs for me?

  The very thought of it sent a wave of pressure straight between my legs.

  ‘Oh,’ Rebecca giggled. My semi-erect cock was pressing against her thigh. ‘Is that for me?’ Before I had a chance to form any sort of reply her soft delicate hand disappeared beneath the covers of our bed. I couldn’t help but sigh at the feel of her fingertips slowly massaging the tip of my frustrated cock. It was like she was attempting to coax it into full hardness.

  I couldn’t take it.

  I felt so horny. I couldn’t stop thinking lustful thoughts about Sheridan.

  I needed to release the pent up sexual energy locked within my body.

  I pressed my lips firmly against Rebecca’s. My beautiful wife was slightly shocked by the deep forceful kiss, but put up no resistance as I rolled her onto her back. The feel of her tongue dancing within my mouth sent a wave of butterflies fluttering within the depths of my stomach. She was kissing me with sweet loving kisses, but I was replying with kisses of lust and passion. She tried her best to keep up.

  ‘I don’t know what had gotten into you.’

  I forced her thighs apart with my hands. I was not in the mood for playing it nice tonight.

  ‘But I like it.’

  I climbed between her legs and guided my cock to exactly where I wanted it.

  ‘Hmm,’ Rebecca moaned through her nose at the feel of me moving inside of her body. I forced my lips back down against her and squeezed one of her large plump breasts within the palm of my powerful hand. Slowly my hips started to roll. Rebecca was forced to bite her bottom lip to stop herself from moaning too loudly. We were staying in a packed out lake house after all. I could feel her pussy starting to relax around my cock the more I fucked her, which allowed me to pump my hips faster and penetrate deeper inside of her. This was not going to be our usual slow almost robotic sex.

  Tonight I was going to fuck my wife hard and fast.

  I needed to get whatever I felt about Sheridan out of my system.

  Sheridan…

  Rebecca’s breathing was starting to become heavy and she attempted to wrap her arms around me, but I grabbed her by the wrists and pinned her hands down to the bed above her head. A smile split her lips as I looked down upon her. She was enjoying this as much as I was. For a brief moment the image of Sheridan’s face appeared like some sort of projection film within my mind’s eye.

  God, she was beautiful.

  ‘Oh,’ Rebecca moaned softly.

  ‘Yeah,’ I groaned at the feel of her pussy gripping my thick cock.

  Was she close already?

  Had Rebecca been desperate for a good hard fuck too?

  How long had it been since we last had sex? It took me several seconds to think of the date and even then I couldn’t really remember. That was a clear sign that it had been far too long.

  Suddenly Rebecca’s naked body jolted, as if she had been struck with some kind of electrical current. Her mouth hung open and her eyes widened with a look of a welcomed shock. I wanted so badly to bend down and bite her erect nipple, as her back arched up off the bed, but I didn’t want to let go of her wrists. I knew Rebecca usually liked to hold me close and dictate the pace, but not tonight.

  Tonight I was going to fuck her the way I wanted.

  The pressure between my legs increased another notch at the sight of her face contorting into a mask of pleasure mixed with pain. Finally her body dropped back down onto the bed and she took in a long deep breath of air in through her nose and exhaled it out through her mouth. Each deep breath expanded her ribcage and forced her large round tits up into the air. It was almost hypnotic to watch.

  Sheridan’s firm perky breasts flashed before my eyes.

  How I wanted them.

  The pressure between my legs drastically increased.

  ‘Fuck me, Charlie,’ whispered Rebecca. ‘Fuck me harder.’

  A numbing sensation started to work its way down my spine. I was getting close. I released my grip upon her wrists and hooked a strong hand beneath her kissable left thigh. I hoisted her leg up to the level of her hip and began to pound my dick harder inside her than before. From this new angle I could penetrate deeper into the depths of her soaking wet pussy.

  Sweet little moans started to leap forth from her lips with each hard thrust.

  My own breathing was starting to grow heavy.

  Rebecca’s eyes were filled with a sense of desperation.

  She was close.

  ‘Oh, Charlie,’ she moaned in my ear before violently jolting for a second time. Her hips began to squirm wildly beneath me, as if they had a mind of their own. I placed a heavy hand on her shoulder to pin her back down against the bed and hold her in place. The sight of my wife climaxing so wildly was the tipping point.

  The pressure between my legs peaked.

  An image of what Sheridan must look like whilst climaxing appeared within my mind and suddenly a rush of pressure dropped from the depths of my stomach and headed straight down between my legs.

  My cock erupted deep inside of Rebecca.

  A pleasing groan like some sort of howl from a wild animal leapt fourth from my lips. A powerful euphoric rush spread like a wildfire throughout my entire body. It was the type of sensation that would make your toes curl; your eyes roll back and cause the top of your head to explode.

  I continued to fuck her as hard as I could.

  Every ounce of strength I had left was rapidly rushing out of my body, but it didn’t matter. I had to get this out of my system. The image of Sheridan reappeared within my mind, as I pumped my hips wildly like some sort of machine digging for oil. I know that I shouldn’t be thinking of the young blonde when fucking my wife, but I just couldn’t help it. It was because of her I felt this way.

  The edges of my world blurred into darkness, as my consciousness a
nd awareness were consumed by the sensation blossoming like a flower within the space between my legs. ‘Hmm,’ Rebecca moaned through her nose and smiled at the feel of me filling her up with a second powerful eruption.

  With one final burst of energy I pounded away at her tender pussy.

  After a moment we both fell limp in bed.

  It took Rebecca’s hips another minute or so before they stopped squirming.

  ‘Charlie,’ she panted between breaths. ‘That felt absolutely fucking amazing.’ She wrapped her arms around me and held me tight. ‘You were like a wild animal.’

  She seemed truly happy.

  ‘You were amazing yourself,’ I admitted.

  But in the back of my mind all I could think about was Sheridan.

  Chapter Twelve: Breaking the Deal

  From the amount of noise coming from the kitchen it was safe bet that I was the last one up. It wasn’t surprising either. I hadn’t managed to get to sleep until about half passed four in the morning. I had not realised how sexually deprived Rebecca truly felt. Once we started fucking she didn’t want to stop. She had taken a liking to the rough passionate sex, but I could never tell her I felt that way because of another woman. Today at least I felt a little more relaxed and a lot more like my old self.

  ‘Good morning,’ everyone greeted me, as I entered the kitchen.

  ‘Morning,’ I replied.

  Instantly my eyes betrayed me. Out of every single person, in the large open planned kitchen that I could actually look at, it had to be Sheridan that my eyes fell upon. The beautiful young blonde was sitting at the kitchen table with a bowl of cereal before her. She was wearing a light blue long sleeved shirt, with the image of a dragon stretched across her breasts, and a pair of black pants. Somehow she managed to make these very ordinary looking clothes seem sexy on her.

  Something sparkled behind her light blue eyes.

  My heart melted within my chest at the sight of her sweet angelic smile.

  ‘How come you are so happy today?’ asked Miranda.

  Miranda was sitting at the kitchen counter next to my eldest son, Nathan. It was clear to see where Sheridan got her amazing good looks from. Miranda was nearing her late thirties, but somehow she looked younger than most twenty year olds. The only visible difference between mother and daughter was that Miranda had dyed her hair a jet black colour, darker than the darkest depths of deep space, but she also had larger and firmer breasts. They were perhaps the largest and firmest breasts I had ever seen. It was odd, but I had never felt sexually attracted to Miranda. I could not say the same thing about her daughter.