“I’ve already said that I know that it’s your life and that you can do with it, as you see fit. I’ll try to get along with the both of them, but I’m not promising anything. It’s not like you prepared me for this. You’ve been dating for the last month and you decided to keep it a secret. I can only assume that you thought that you were doing something wrong. I guess you didn’t think it through and maybe you should’ve, before you decided to betray my father’s memory.” I was touching on those raw nerves and hoping to get the necessary reaction. I wanted her to do something that would make me storm out of the house, but the only thing I got in response was a smirk.
“I’ve been living with you all of my life, Nicole and I know exactly what you’re up to. You want me to make a scene, scream or throw things, so that gives you ample opportunity to walk out and not return for a few days. I’m not going to give you that satisfaction.” I don’t know how she was able to stop herself, but maybe this new guy had a different sort of influence on her. “Besides, I plan to go on a cruise with Henry. That means that you and Stephen are going to have to get along, whether you like it or not.
“I don’t like it and I’m going on record that I’m doing this under protest.” She shrugged her shoulders like she couldn’t give a damn and then she walked away with no more argument. I was just starting, but she had decided to finish it.
I heard a car door slam and then she was opening the door and motioning for me to come outside to meet my new extended family. I was dead set on showing them my disapproval, but then I got one look at Stephen and all of that went out the window. I saw the way that he was wearing that wife beater tee shirt and the pair of jeans that hugged his ass like it was a second skin. I think that I was starting to understand the reason why she had decided to give Stephen’s father a chance. They were both obviously into muscle building, all be it Stephen seemed to be taking it to a different level.
“I know that look and I gave the same thing to my father when he sprung this on me. At first I was angry and then I realized that he had the right to get on with his life. My mother will always be there for me, but they were like oil and water when I was growing up.” I knew that he was talking, but the one thing that I couldn’t stop doing was undressing him with my eyes.
“I’m glad to see that somebody understands where I’m coming from. They knew what they were doing and I think we both know that they knew that deep down that we wouldn’t agree with their decision to date.” I reached for his luggage and he grabbed it at the exact same time that my hand made contact with the handle. That touch had started something and I looked up with my eyes showing a certain passion that couldn’t be denied. “I’m going to try to get along with you for the sake of our parents. I understand that you’re not even one of his biological sons. Have you ever thought that maybe he was shooting blanks?” This elicited a giggle of applause from Stephen.
Unfortunately, my mother did not take it so lightly. She cuffed me on the back of the head and I made an involuntary moan of pain. She had always tried to put me in my place and I was always pushing the envelope to see how far I could go, before she would do something about it.
“I don’t want to hear anything like that again young lady. You will treat Stephen and his father Henry with the respect they deserve.” I was wearing a tight pair of cutoff shorts and a plaid shirt that was tied in the middle. It was unusually warm for September, but apparently the weatherman had just gone on record to say that this was going to be an Indian summer.
“Honey, I know that you’re just trying to be a good mother, but I can handle an impetuous child. I’ve been doing it for the past 20 years.” He was obviously directing his comments towards Stephen, who gave him a frown and a look of daggers that would probably kill most people. “Don’t give me that look and you know exactly what I’m talking about. You’ve been a handful and every time I turn around, you’re getting yourself into trouble. Maybe living in the suburbs will change your tune. You won’t have any connection to your old life and I made sure to cut ties with all of your friends.” Stephen lifted his hand from his pocket to indicate that he didn’t have a cell phone.
“You always take away the one thing that I cherish the most. You know that I can’t stand not having my cell phone and being able to text my friends. You’ve taken that away from me and now you have taken me away from my home. You expect me to live here of all places. I’ve never wanted to be a part of the suburbs.” He air quoted the word suburbs, to let me know that he was not the type of guy that would be wearing a sweater around his neck. He had no interest in playing tennis or becoming a proper gentleman. He was rough around the edges and had this bad boy quality that made him all that much more appealing.
“I’m going to go up to my room and get settled. If that’s OK with you, father.” I could tell that he was calling him that to get underneath his skin, not unlike the way that I did it with my mom. “If you hear music blaring from outside in the hallway, then I would tread carefully. I have no interest in talking to any one.” He stormed off and I could see the literal steam coming out of his ears. I could feel the tension in the air that you could cut with a knife.
I turned to see my mother putting her hand on Henry’s shoulder. He was bald and I could tell from the shadow on his head that it was by necessity. “Don’t worry of about him. It’s not like we’re going to be here. Our cruise leaves tomorrow morning and he’ll have all the time in the world to cool down. They’re both just going to have to get used to the fact that they’re going to be living under the same roof.” She had her fingers around his waist and she had placed her head against his shoulder.
“I know that you’re right, honey, but it’s a parents’ prerogative to worry about their children. I want him to look at this, as a new chapter in his life. I want him to see this, as a start and a beginning of something new. To be honest, I’ve been looking for ways to wrench him away from those bad influences.” The only bad influence that I could see was Stephen himself. He looked like he was ready to fight and I had this momentary flash of him doing it naked in a bathtub full of jello.
It made me tremble to see him vulnerable and looking like a dish that was best served with whipped cream on top.
Chapter two
Stephen didn’t come down to dinner and I had a feeling that he was doing it for show. My mother and his father were not very happy about the situation, but they were more interested in planning their vacation. They were giddy with excitement and it was getting to be sickeningly too sweet for even somebody of my character.
I made my way upstairs and I was passing by his bedroom, when I heard grunts coming from within. I got this smile on my face and I was hoping to catch on with his hand in the cookie jar. I was expecting to find him on his bed either half naked or completely naked stroking that cock between his legs. I had no idea what he was sporting, but I was certainly curious enough to a barge in uninvited.
There was this heavy metal tones that was playing in the background and he was standing there in his shorts. He had on a pair of black gloves and he was striking repeatedly against the heavy bag. I must’ve sighed with disappointment, because he turned and gave me this steel cold look that told me that he wasn’t very happy with me walking in. There was a sheen of sweat on his body and it didn’t take me long to trace the muscles.
“Has anybody ever told you that you should knock before entering? I’m kind of busy in here and I really don’t want my father to know what I’m doing. He thinks that I quit and that couldn’t be further from the truth.” I closed the door and found a sliding lock that had just been installed. I put it across and sat on the edge of the bed watching him go through his routine.
“If you don’t mind me asking, what exactly are you doing? At first, I thought that maybe you were just training, but now I think that there’s something more to it than that.” It was in the way that he was concentrating, almost like he was picturing a certain individual across from him and imagining that his face was on the he
avy bag.
I really don’t know you well enough to trust you. What’s going to stop you from taking this information down to my father to make my life a living hell?” He did make a valid argument, but it didn’t stop me from needling him to get the information that I was looking for. “I’m not going to tell you, so you may as well stop hounding me like a dog in heat.” I was in heat and the panties that I was wearing were already soaked through to the very fabric.
What I wanted to do most of all was go over there and pull down his shorts and see if his glutes really didn’t look that good. It wasn’t lost on me that his cock was unfurling and it probably had something to do with the fact that he was performing for an audience of the female variety. I’m not sure that he noticed, but I was biting my tongue and crossing my legs to give myself a necessary rub of relief. That only scratched the surface and I was now feeling a little like my skin was crawling. I had this need to put out the fire down below.
“I’ll tell you what I’m going to do, Stephen. I’ll show you my breasts and if that doesn’t make you trust me, then I have no idea what will.” This stopped him in mid strike and he turned with an impish little smile on his face. “I was thinking that might get your attention.” I was still wearing the plaid black and blue shirt and I slowly untied it, with his eyes glued to my fingers the entire time that I was disrobing for him.
“I’m not going to say that I haven’t noticed you in more than a platonic way. I think that you have a rocking body and that you should always wear, as little as possible.” I could say the same thing to him and he had sculpted legs and muscles that would rival those that I had seen in the gym putting on a show for the girls. I may have been a dental hygienist, but I also did part time work on the weekends at a local gym.
“I would say that was the one thing that we have in common, Stephen. Your body is pretty damn fine and I think that most of the girls that have been with you would say the same thing.” I had it untied and was unbuttoning it. I did it one button at a time, to stretch this out for as long as possible. “We may have to live underneath the same roof, but that doesn’t mean that we can’t get along. I’m not exactly shy about my body and I don’t think that you have much of a problem in that area either.” To prove my point, he moved his fingertips along the edges of his shorts.
I was willing them to come down over his ass and he moved it down just enough, so that I could see the slight crack. Those globes were work of arts and I would gladly place my own moniker on each one of them with my teeth digging into the skin.
When I had the shirt all the way opened, I kept it closed with my two hands holding onto the edges. I then peeled that back quickly, showing them in the right light and then closing them with his mouth open and his eyes staring at me like he couldn’t believe that I had actually gone through with it.
In that moment of pure shock, I took that, as an opening and I walked over to him and pulled his shorts down, until they were at his knees. The baton was a good 8 inches and he was already showing his excitement with a small stream that had now slipped down over the head and over the shaft.
I stood in front of him, placing my hand on his package and swirling my tongue around the head to get him to jerk against me uncontrollably. “I don’t think anybody has to know about any of this. I do believe that you owe me a secret.” I had him by the balls and I could tell that he was storing it up for winter. “I’m sure that I can make you feel a whole lot better, but only if you tell me what exactly your secret is.” I’d learned a long time ago that a female’s weapon of choice was sultry words and her body.
“I started training for the MMA a couple of years ago and I got hurt pretty damn badly my first time out. I was naïve and cocky and I thought that I was the next best thing. The first fight proved to me that I needed to make some improvements. Unfortunately, my father thought that I should hang up the entire thing and made me promise that I would never try something like that again.” I was stroking him slowly, delicately moving my fingers up and down the length of him.
I think that he had stopped breathing and his hips were moving on their own through my fingers and then threw my fist. He was literally fucking my hand and leaving behind a product of his arousal to indicate that his excitement was at an all time high.
“I could take you all the way, but that would serve no purpose. Keeping you on the cusp of your orgasm is going to make it a whole lot easier to seduce you into my bed. Then again, maybe I’m just playing you for a fool. You could come find me later on to find out, but I don’t think that your man enough to put your money where your mouth is.” I could feel the head swelling and the vein pulsing with a life of its own.
“Normally, I would be more than happy to take you up on your dare. Unfortunately, I have a fight to get to and this is going to have to take a back burner for the time being. I recently joined a new organization that is just getting off the ground. They are trying to make a name for themselves and they need fresh talent to push them to the next level. I’ve been undefeated for the last three fights, but I just know that they are gearing up for something a lot more spectacular. It’s in the eyes of the promoter and you can tell that he’s working something behind everybody’s back.” I saw the bruises on his stomach.
It was the reason why he had decided to wear a shirt, even on a day that felt like you would melt it right off your body.
I walked past him, leaving him in a state of perpetual hardness. That thing could have cut glass and I had to admit that I was this close to throwing caution to the wind. I would have gladly bent over right there by his bed, spread my cheeks and let him have his way with me. I didn’t do that and I was regretting it, although I had a feeling that there was going to be another time in the near future that I would have another opportunity to seal the deal.
“It’s too bad, because I’m really horny and I think I’m going to go to my room and masturbate. I’ll be sticking my fingers in where your cock is supposed to go. I guess you’re just going to have to miss out on a sure thing. You just finished telling me that I had a rocking body and you don’t know the half of it. I can pick up a quarter with my ass cheeks. That’s right up there with some of the talent of those local strippers that you probably see from time to time.” It was only a guess on my part, but he was still a man. If he didn’t have a need to see girls naked, then he just wasn’t the same type of man that I had had the misfortune of meeting.
“You are a bit of a tease, Nicole. If I had a good mind, I would come over there and take you right against that door. I would fuck you, so hard that you would have trouble trying to keep yourself from screaming my name over and over again. You think that you hold all the cards, but I can assure you that I’ve got a few that I can play that you don’t even know that’s coming.” He had his hand over top of me leaning against the door. I could feel my legs shaking and my knees about to buckle under the feel of his manhood touching me through my jean shorts.
“I can handle my business on my own, but I’m not sure that you can say the same thing. I’m able to satisfy those urges, or I can just stop. We should make a bet and see who can hold out the longest.” He was smiling. “I wouldn’t be smiling if I were you, Stephen. Girls can out last longer than guys and that’s a known fact. We’re just going to have to go on the honor system. Neither one of us can touch ourselves, until such time that the other one finally breaks down and admits that he is or she is the weaker person.” I thought that he might back down after a comment that was made like that.
“The one thing that you need to know about me, Nicole is that I’m a man of my word. If I say that I’m going to do something or not do something, then you can take that to the bank. That’s gospel according to Stephen. I’m more than happy to take you up on your bet and believe me, I am looking forward to the day that you come crawling on your hands and knees for a chance to satisfy something that only I can do for you.” I slipped out from underneath his arm and went out into the hall.
Chapter three
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It was after midnight, when I heard the slight noise outside my bedroom window. I jumped out of bed, still completely dressed and I had been a woman of my word. I did not touch myself, even though images of his stick were now swirling around in my mind.
I looked out the window and I could see him scaling the trellis and then landing near the back of the house. I opened my window and waited, until he was out of sight, before doing the exact same thing that he did. I landed and I followed the exact same path that he was making. A white panel van slowed to a crawl and then the back doors opened. He ran to catch up to it, grabbing onto the doors and heaving himself into the inside.
I had one of these old style scooters that actually was a bicycle, but also had an engine for those times that you didn’t want to exert yourself. I had a friend do some modifications. It was only street legal, because it could only go so fast. That is, until Jimmy got a hold of it and made it, so that it was able to go up to 100 kilometers an hour. On the streets that was more than enough to catch up to the white panel van. It was moving pretty quickly, but it wasn’t like they could hide. They eventually came to this chain link fence and the door was swung open and they drove through down to an old factory that used to be in the fisheries.
I hid my cycle behind a tree and I took a deep breath and touched the fence to make sure that it wasn’t electrified. I breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that I had found the perfect way to enter into his life without him even knowing about it. I scaled the fence and came down on the other side with my jacket hanging over the barbed wire to make sure that I didn’t cut myself in the process.
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