by Sarah Thorn
''You've always worn that scent haven't you?'' Jess said.
''I guess so. Don't you like it?''
Jess did like it. It reminded her of when she was younger. Days when she, Jimmy, and the dad had swum and cooked sausages on the outside grill. ''It reminds me of nice times.''
Jimmy went into the room and sat on the sofa, in the spot where Jess had sat. He picked up a copy of 'Fishing Today', and flicked through the pages, not concentrating on anything in particular. His pupils expanded when Jess came into the room, ready for her swim. She was wrapped in the bath towel, but her legs were exposed. He told himself he shouldn't be looking, but he couldn't help it. It had been a long time since he'd seen women's legs and he'd never seen legs as long, smooth and shapely as Jess's. Her golden hair was tied up in a bun, and he marveled at how she'd developed from the young kid he'd known, into a drop dead gorgeous woman.
''Will it be very cold?'' she asked.
''No I don't think so. It's been darn hot recently. Jump in, don't think about it.''
''Okay, here goes.'' Jess walked through the door, from the veranda, and onto the path that led to the jetty. When she got to the jetty, she let the towel slip and started to stretch her muscles. Jimmy didn't want to look, but he couldn't help himself. She was perfectly formed. Her behind was shapely yet trim, and the way her hips curved to her waist was more feminine than anything he'd ever seen.
She bent and touched her toes. He slapped his face and dropped his eyes to the magazine. ''Stop it,'' he said. ''She's Charly’s daughter for God's sake. Behave.'' When he looked up again, she was standing with her legs together and her arms over her head. He could see the outline of her ribs and the muscles in her abdomen. His brain forced his eyes to her makeshift bikini top, a black bra. The sight of her breasts straining against the material as she arched her back was too much for him. He stood up, went into the bathroom, and splashed his face with cold water. When he looked at himself in the mirror, he shook his head. ''Pervert,'' he muttered.
When he went back into the room, he heard Jess shouting something. He opened the door. ''Jimmy, come in, the water's perfect.'' After the cold water, he felt more in control and decided he would go for a dip. He went to his room, pulled on some swimming shorts and threw a towel over his shoulders.
When she saw him walking down the jetty, she looked at him as a woman, for the first time. His stomach was flat and his biceps muscular. His long, lean legs were covered with fine dark hair, and his chest was broad. When her eyes looked at the bulge in his shorts, she dropped below water and scolded herself. When she popped back up, he wasn't there anymore. She looked around and saw him appear a few yards further up. He swam back to her and stopped next to her.
''It's lovely, isn't it,'' she said. ''So serene, beautiful.''
''It's such a great summer, there's nothing better than an evening swim. Come on let's swim around a bit.'' He set off, and Jess followed. They swam a gentle breast stroke that took them to the far bank. Jimmy got out of the water and stood on a tiny beach. Jess followed. They stood next to each other and looked back over the water to the cabin.
''When we get back you'd better call your dad and tell him you're okay,'' he said.
''Do you think he'll mind?'' she asked.
''About what?''
''Well,...'' she thought how best to put it. ''I mean me staying here alone, with you.''
''I'm his best friend. You don't think he'll be worried about me trying anything with you, do you? We've known each other for years, he knows I'd never touch his daughter.''
''Yes. Of course. How stupid of me. Sorry, I'm embarrassed now.''
He looked at her. Despite the cooling air, her face was indeed flushed. ''Come on, race you back,'' he said running to the water. He beat her back to the jetty, but only just. They were both out of breath as they pulled themselves up the jetty ladder, with difficulty.
''My legs are shaking,'' Jess said as they walked up the path to the cabin.
''You need a shower, a glass of wine and something to eat.''
After her shower, Jess felt relaxed. Jimmy poured her a glass of red wine, and she sat on the sofa and watched him light the fire. ''It's not cold, but I love a fire,'' he said.
After ten minutes, there was a superb aroma coming from the kitchen. ''What are you cooking?'' she asked.
''Fresh fish, I caught it this morning. From the lake.''
''Smells delicious,'' she said taking a gulp of wine. ''You know you really are a clever man. You can do everything.''
In a while, he appeared again with a bowl of fish, rice, and salad. As they ate, they were silent. The food was too good to interrupt. Jess put her knife and fork down on the dining table. ''Wonderful,' she said. She stretched, and as she did, her breasts pushed towards him. She saw him looking and smiled. ''I'll do the dishes,'' she said.
''Let's do them together.''
''Okay. Maybe I can have another glass of wine?'' He poured her a second glass, and they walked into the kitchen. He stood next to her and watched as her fingers played with the soap suds. He noticed how elegant her nails looked. He'd always had a thing for elegant nails; he'd never known why. She put the first plate in the drying rack, and he picked it up and began to rub it with a tea towel. As he did so, he could smell her scent. A mixture of her skin and the scent she had used after showering. Her hair was still damp and hung seductively to her shoulders. Stop it, you bastard,'' he thought. Behave yourself.
When they were finished, they sat on the sofa again and watched the lake as the light faded into darkness. Soon the room was only lit by the fire. Jimmy jumped when he felt Jess lower her head to his shoulder. It was just a father-daughter thing, he thought. An expression of affection, nothing more.
''Jimmy, will you please make love to me?''
An arrow through the head. A request that he'd hoped would never come, yet longed for. ''Jesus Jess. We can't. It's not right.''
''But you want to. I saw you looking at me during dinner. You couldn't take you eyes off my breasts.''
''I'm a man Jess, and you've grown up into a beautiful woman. I'm sorry, I should have more self-control.'' He felt her hand on his knee. ''Sorry, it won't happen again.''
''But I like it,'' she admitted. ''I like you looking at me. It turned me on. I like to be desired.''
''Hell Jess, stop. He jumped up, and she could see he had a full erection. It's not right. You're young enough to be my daughter, and I can’t do it to your dad. Imagine what he would say if he found out.''
She reached out and tried to touch the protrusion in his pants. ''But he never will.'' She opened her robe and showed her breasts to him. ''Look what you can have, Jimmy. I want you. What's the big deal.''
''Stop it. The big deal is your my best friend's daughter. It's wrong.''
Jess closed her robe and sat back on the sofa. He was right, she thought. It was the wine. ''Sorry Jimmy, I'm a bit drunk.''
When Jimmy went to bed, his manhood was still rock hard. He wondered whether thinking of her, as he masturbated, was wrong. He decided it was. It took more self-control than he'd ever needed, to stop himself. But he managed it.
When he woke the next morning, the problem was still there, and he knew he should have relieved his desire the previous evening. He turned his face into the pillow and groaned.
Jess didn't appear from her room and after a couple of hours, Jimmy knocked on her door. She opened it, and he saw she'd been studying. ''I've made you a cup of coffee,' he said handing her a mug.
''Thanks. I'm trying to catch up on some college work. I'm way behind. It's what I intended to do this vacation.''
''Sure. Then I won't disturb you anymore. Just give me a shout if you need anything.''
Jimmy went fishing for an hour and caught nothing. When he came back, Jess still hadn't left her room. When she eventually did, she was wearing the bath towel again. She smiled at him without speaking. She left the cabin headed for the lake. He watched as she dropped the towel and started her st
retching exercises again. The sight of her bending forward was too much for him, and he growled in frustration. Her legs opened seductively, and she pushed her ass out. Was she doing it on purpose? he wondered. He stood up and adjusted his pants. Once again he went into the bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. ''What the hell,'' he said.
When she saw him striding down the jetty, she could see he was coming for more than a swim. She trod water and watched as he dived into the lake. She wondered if the water slapping against his erection had been painful. When he surfaced, he was next to her. He reached out and pulled her to him, his penis pushing against her soft thigh.
''No, Jimmy. We decided it was wrong. Let's keep to that.''
''Hell Jess, you are so hot, I can't stand it. I want you. The sight of your body, on the jetty, stretching, it's made me so hard, you can't imagine.''
''I can feel it,'' she admitted.
''Then touch me, Jess, touch it.'' He tried to steer her hand to his center.
''No, Jimmy,'' she cried. She kicked away and began to swim to the far bank, as they had done the previous evening. He followed, but when she got out of the water, he stayed in the lake. She knew why; he didn't want to embarrass himself anymore. Jess sat on the sand and looked at him as he bobbed up and down twenty yards from her. Her attention was caught by a bird that flew quite close to her, and when she looked again, Jimmy was gone. She stood up and looked. He was almost halfway back to the jetty. She stayed where she was and watched as he climbed the ladder and walked back to the cabin.
She walked into the water and swam slowly, enjoying the coolness against her skin. When she reached the jetty, she pulled herself up the ladder and stopped to catch her breath. When she looked towards the cabin, she saw him looking out of the window.
She stood erect and looked directly at him. Her hands slipped around her back and unfastened her bra. She pushed the straps from her shoulders and let her breasts spring free. She put her arms back by her side and stood there, for his inspection. He remained at the window but didn't move. She reached to her panties and slowly began to lower them over the thighs. When they reached her knees, she let them go and stood upright again. Jimmy watched as she kicked the material into the water, determined not to leave the cabin. She turned her back to him, spread her legs slightly and bent down to touch her toes. When she looked back between her legs, she smiled as she saw him running down the path towards her, his penis swinging back and forth in front of him. She remained in the same position, and when he reached her, he bent down behind her and put his mouth to her womanhood.
''It's wrong, Jess. So wrong,'' he moaned, the scent of her arousal filling his nostrils.
''Yes, but....'' She turned to him and pulled him to his feet. ''Kiss me,'' she said, thrusting her mouth against his. His tongue darted into her, tasting her, feeling the smoothness of her inner cheeks. His excitement pushed against her, and she reached down for it. He threw his head back and shuddered. She dropped to her knees, ready to take him in her mouth.
''No,'' he said. ''No, that's not right. I don't want you kneeling before me like that. I want to make love to you.''
''Then take me to your bed,'' she whispered. He caught her when she jumped up. He carried her back to the cabin, her arms around his neck and her legs around his trunk, his penis tantalizingly close to the soft place it sought.
In the bedroom, he slung her from him, onto the bed. ''I'm sorry Jess, I can't help it. You're like a goddess.''
Jess laughed. ''Why are you apologizing, get down here and take me.''
When he lowered himself to her, she spread her legs and let him in. When he entered her, she gasped and clung to him. He looked at her face. If he knew, he'd kill me, he thought. She reached up and stroked his face.
''It's okay, do it,'' she said. ''I love the way you want me.''
His thrusts were long and hard, and she gasped at each one. She felt every inch of him inside her, teasing her, filling her, making her want more. She'd never seen this view of him before. Above her, looking down, he looked more handsome and more distinguished. She saw him for what he was. A handsome older man who wanted her young body. She was giving all she could. She opened her legs as far as they would go and reached up to kiss him. Soon she felt every muscle in her body bursting.
''Come on, faster,'' she instructed, reaching for her orgasm. As soon as he increased the pace, she cried out and slammed her hands onto his buttocks. When she came, he stopped and watched her body shaking under him. He could feel tiny contractions moving up his shaft. He cupped her face and leaned to kiss her.
''Oh, Jimmy, take me some more,'' she said as her orgasm subsided. ''I want to feel that again.''
He drove his manhood into her, and she felt his balls slap against her. Now he was wild. He pushed her legs up onto her stomach and held them down against her as he slammed into her. Jess threw her head from side to side and came again. This time, her face flushed and her eyes rolled. Her body was rigid for an age before finally relaxing into her release
Jimmy continued, and soon she realized that he was about to come. It was then that she said it: ''Give me your seed, Uncle Jimmy.''
He cried out, trying to banish the thoughts of wrongdoing her words had created in his mind. He pushed her legs down harder and looked down to her vagina as it accepted his shaft. It was too much, and she soon felt the first splashes of his come seeping into her. She put her arms around his neck and held onto him as he released it all deep inside her.
When he was finished, he collapsed on top of her and buried his head in the pillow. His passion spent, he now had to deal with the aftermath. When he rolled from her, she sighed and tried to pull him back to her.
''Sorry Jess. I'm sorry,'' he said wracked with guilt.
''What the hell are you talking about? In twenty minutes I want you again.''
''You're forgetting how old I am,'' he said pointing to his rapidly declining erection.
''I don't care. You'll manage. What we have done isn't wrong. We're both adults, and I'm not your niece, you're no relation to me whatsoever. How can it be wrong.''
''I guess. But I've abused your father's trust.''
''We'll he'll never know. I won't tell him you were here.''
*****
By the following morning, Jimmy was exhausted. He'd managed it four times. Jess was glowing, her mood levels raised to pre-Jake days.
When Jimmy pulled up at the repair yard, he told Jess to stay in the truck. He went inside and found Brian.
''Have you fixed the Fiat?''
''Yes. Three hundred bucks,'' Brian said.
''Sure, just give me the keys first, and then she can be on her way. I'll come back and pay you.''
Jimmy handed Jess the keys and made sure the car started. ''Go straight back to Seattle. This isn't a car for mountains. Call me when you get back, okay?''
Jess nodded. She didn't want to leave him. He gave her a peck on the cheek and shut the car door. As she drove off, he waved goodbye until she disappeared.
He turned around and went into the repair shop. ''Come here, I'll give you your dues,'' he said to Brian. Brian put out his hand. Jimmy took it and bent his wrist back until it almost broke. Brian cried out and bent forward, trying to find a point of relief. Jimmy led him to a place where there were a few jerrycans. With his free hand, he snapped the lock on one of them open and began to pour gas over Brian's red hair.
''Stop, stop. What the hell, please,'' he screamed.
Jimmy twisted his grip, making Brian sit on her floor. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a lighter. ''Don't I promise.........'' Brian pleaded.
''You promise what? You pervert. You know what you did to that girl. She put her trust in you when her car broke down.''
Brian nodded, tears streaming over his face, his matted hair covered in the highly flammable liquid. Jimmy let go, and Brian rubbed his wrist, which he found out later, was broken. ''If I ever hear of you doing anything like that again, I'll throw the lighter on you
, got it?'' Brian nodded.
*****
Jess's dad never found out about Jess and Jimmy. Jimmy never experienced sexual excitement like it again. Despite finding a loving woman who adored him, his wife never managed to excite him as much as Jess had done that day.
One day Jess's husband left her for a younger woman. Jimmy found out and visited her in Seattle. Despite being sixty-six, he made love to her like a man half his age. And that's what she settled for, regular visits from Jimmy, the man she was really in love with, but couldn't tell anybody about.
*****
THE END
WESTERN BILLIONAIRE Romance - A Heart in Trouble
I tried to avoid looking at the clock. It always seemed to make my shift pass slower when I knew the time. Instead, I surveyed the grocery store for any customers that may come my way and found none, really. Working in the wee hours of the morning would do that I suppose, but it made every night drag on almost unbearably.
My book that I had brought with me wouldn’t last the entire night and I was hoping to save it until later so I could finish on the bus ride home. But, it was an indulgence I couldn’t avoid, so I picked up the small paperback and committed myself to a couple hours of reading.
“Ahem…” I heard from behind my register.
I looked, assuming it was my boss, and I wasn’t wrong.
“Cassidy, I know it’s a boring night, but could you at least make it look like you’re doing something? If it stays this slow then I’ll have to send you or Margaret home.” He said while pushing his funny little glasses back to the crook of his nose.
“Understood,” I said with a sigh while replacing my bookmark and book. The windows looked a bit dirty, so I snagged a nearby bottle of window cleaner and a rag and begrudgingly trudged toward the new task.
As I passed, I shot Maggie a glance of utter boredom and desperation.
“If I didn’t need money, Maggie, life would be a lot easier. And, I wouldn’t have to deal with cleaning windows when my degree says I should be designing buildings.” I said in passing.
