Heath had been working at Mr. Brixton’s house for a while now, three weeks to be exact. Some rich piece of shit who was never home had to have strangers take care of it instead. But most of all he left the two spawns he had alone, both over 18 of course, one older than the other. One, in particular, caught Heath’s eye. The daughter of the two, Charlie, beautiful, big blue eyes and long brown hair... something he could pull as he fucked her. Oh, how he dreamed. There was just one minor problem... The thought of it made Heath grind his teeth. Charlie has a boyfriend, he was just like the rest of them. A rich and spoiled brat. While on a cigarette break, Heath took another drag as he focused on Charlie’s motions. She wasn’t anything like her father, she was simple. She didn’t care about money, she cared about books and art. It appears she was the saving grace of this subdivision, it’s almost insufferable. Charlie closed her novel and placed on the table next to her, then got up from her lounge chair. As she stood, Heath’s eyes traveled up her body. He could only imagine, the way her porcelain skin would feel under his rough fingertips, how her lips would feel against his... The poor man had to shift in his seat to hide his obvious erection. Charlie pulled an old t-shirt over her head and placed it on the seat. She slipped her fingers under her two-piece bottoms to adjust the way they fit. Heath narrowed his eyes at her, in a complete trance. Her black outfit complemented her figure perfectly, Heath could see her nipple piercings from here. Funny that they matched. Charlie was unaware of his eyes, of course. She went to enter the pool, gradually stepping in on the steps instead of jumping. Heath suddenly wished he was that water so bad, never in his life has he wanted to be a body of water. He lit another cigarette as he watched her every move. Charlie swam a couple laps around the pool before climbing up the steps halfway, only to stop and wring out the water from her hair. Her two-piece clung even harder to her skin now that it was wet, making her curves stand out even more. Heath’s mouth dropped as she fully emerged from the pool, making her way back to her seat. She continued to wring her hair out as she approached her spot. She sat back down and grabbed her drink beside her, coffee. It was a bit after noon, how quirky. Heath noticed this earlier, but he thought it added to her character. He couldn’t take another second of this. He got up from his seat and started walking towards the girl, trying to look as normal as possible. Charlie noticed him walking to her and briefly looked up at him, nothing out of the ordinary for her. That was until Heath sat next to her. He sat on a chair next to and directly in front of her and these chairs were quite close to each other. “Boring over there?” Heath chuckled as he pulled the cigarette out of his mouth. “Yeah. I’d rather talk to you than to my own cigarette.” Charlie smiled and continued to dry herself off with a towel. Heath gently bit his lower lip as he glanced over her whole body. “Where’s your boyfriend? Odd that he’s not around while your father is gone.” Charlie scoffed. “He’s playing golf with some friends, I think. I have no idea where he is anymore.” Heath raised an eyebrow. Charlie continued. “I wouldn’t be surprised if he was with another girl.”
“What’s the sex like?” Charlie looked straight at Heath in question, she almost choked on her own breath. “I would assume that little rich white boys can’t fuck.” Heath took a drag from his cigarette and looked off into the distance. Charlie audibly laughed, but she did not answer. “I’m sorry if that’s intrusive. I was genuinely interested.”
“No! No. It’s fine. But yeah, he’s not as good as he thinks he is.”
“Why don’t you tell him that?”
“Because I don’t want to hurt his feelings.” Heath laughed as he took a final drag from his cigarette. He put it out on the side of the pack and placed it inside. Charlie watched him; when Heath’s chocolate eyes met back with hers a wave of lightening shook her body. “I guess you could call yourself a good girlfriend.” She squirmed in her seat and looked off into the same distance. Heath scooted closer to her and lowered his voice. “So, what you’re saying is, that he doesn’t pleasure you?” Charlie kept her head in the same place, but her eyes shifted towards her right. Her head soon followed. “No. Not to the extent that I would like.”
“What would that extent be, Charlie?” The way he said her name sent chills down her spine. There were only a few inches of space between chairs, and Heath was awfully close. Charlie decided to play along. Something about this man and how interested he was in her sex life was thrilling. Not that her stupid boyfriend would ever ask about these things, or even fuck her well. “The extent where I don’t have to make myself cum every time after he leaves.” Charlie rested her crossed arms on her knees. “Huh.” Heath rested his elbows on his knees, subtracting the amount of space between them. Heath’s erection was throbbing, the thought of her rubbing her clit in her room while others were home was exhilarating. “Hm?”
“Nothing. Just, the thought of you.” Charlie was taken aback by his response. Did he really want to fuck her? “Really? At least someone likes the thought.”
“Just because some small-dick fuckboy would rather have his money than a girl like you doesn’t mean others don’t want you.” Charlie raised an eyebrow. Heath got even closer to Charlie, their knees were practically touching. “Because I want you. I want to make you cum. I want to fuck you so good that you forget that douchebag.” Heath ran his hand up her thigh, making her shiver. “When did this feeling arise, Pool-Boy?” Charlie smirked, pushing and pulling at her words to make him harder. She didn’t have to see his bulge to know how hard he already was. “A while ago. But since the house is free, I’m taking an opportunity.” Charlie bit her bottom lip, driving Heath the extra mile. “The house is empty, right?”
“Adora is on vacation, and Carl is with a friend on a trip. If I wanted to cum I could fuck myself anytime I wanted. Even out here, on the very chair.” Heath couldn’t take it. “Do you want to Charlie? Do you want to feel what pleasure really is?”
“You’re putting yourself on a high pedestal there.” Heath once again raised an eyebrow. Charlie continued to bite on her lower lip, dragging Heath in one step at a time. He leaned into her. “I can accomplish that, all you have to do is experience it.”
“What if my dad finds out?”
“You’re an adult. All I would get is one less job. Besides, how is he ever going to know?” He was right, but Charlie wanted to see how much he’d beg for it. She got up from her seat and started walking towards the patio door. Heath stayed, he didn’t know what to do. Charlie looked back at him from over her shoulder, silently asking him to follow. Heath did as non-verbally asked, grabbing her hand and letting her lead the way. Charlie led him through the kitchen, living room, plenty of other rooms and up the stairs to her own. Once inside, he was amazed at how “normal” it looked. Charlie shut and locked the door behind them both. Heath took his hat off and threw it somewhere on the floor, as well as his shoes. Charlie pulled him towards her to close the gap between them. Once they connected mouths, Heath felt like the whole room was spinning. He craved her mouth for so long and now it was his, he couldn’t have asked for a better paycheck. Heath’s hand traveled from her neck down to her breasts, his right hand cupping her left breast. The both of them were fighting to show one another how much they wanted with their mouths, Heath was too distracted to take her top off. Charlie pulled away from him, he tried to keep her there, but it didn’t work. She pulled his shirt over his head and threw it wherever, then ran her hands down his chest. This was the first time seeing his nipple piercings. “I guess we match.” Charlie looked up at Heath’s smirk, wanting him even more. Heath immediately attacked her neck, biting down on some parts as he trailed down to her collarbone. “Wouldn’t your boyfriend love to see those.”
“What boyfriend?” Heath rolled his eyes playfully and untied the back of her top as he re-attached himself to her neck. Charlie let out some small whimpers, only loud enough for him to hear. Chills ran down Heath’s spine, her small breathy moans surrounding his ear. Once he loosened the knot, he pulled it over her head and admired her bare breasts. Her nipples erect and pink, matching her lips. “It seems we do match, but I already knew that.” Heath ran a thumb over her left one, only coming back to pinch it gently. His erection was basically tearing through his shorts now, only if Charlie would set it free. She became wetter and wetter the more he touched her, as if watching him sweat in the sun wasn’t enough. Heath grabbed Charlie’s waist and threw her onto her own bed, gently of course. Charlie lifted herself onto her elbows and watched the man take off his own shorts, leaving him in the same amount of clothing as Charlie. She could see his thick, throbbing cock through his briefs; the thought of how hard she made him was enticing. Heath pushed her onto her back again, then ran his hand down her torso. He looked her in the eyes as he did so. “You have no idea how hard I’m going to make you cum.”
“Show me, pool-boy.” Heath raised his eyebrow. He then lowered his mouth to Charlie’s breasts, licking her right nipple as he stimulated the other one with his fingers. He trailed kisses and gentle bites down to the hem of her swimsuit bottoms. He quickly looked up at her before slipping them down her legs, revealing what he wanted. Heath came back up by repeating the same technique on Charlie’s thighs, getting closer to her slit. Charlie felt the pit of her stomach swell, that ever-so feeling she craved but never received. Even the motion of Heath pulling her thighs apart made it swell more. She had to bite her lip not to whimper. Heath was met with the pink folds of Charlie that he desired, swollen with arousal and begging for him. He ran his thumb over her clit, then down to her core. She was dripping wet, which made Heath’s confidence rise a bit. He delved his thick thumb deeper into her, but not quite inside of her yet. “Who made you this wet, huh?”
“You did.” Charlie replied. Heath smirked and replaced his thumb with his mouth, his tongue flat against her sex. He started flicking at her clit in circles, using most of his tongue for more pleasure. He slipped his free hand back up her body to massage a breast, rolling the nipple between his fingers alternatively. After a few more circles he switched to sucking on the swollen nub. Charlie’s moans grew louder the more pleasure she received, she didn’t even remember her boyfriend’s name at this point. He licked her faster, flicking at her clit. Charlie slipped her fingers in Heath’s hair and gently pulled, she needed more. Heath licked her clit harder to get her to orgasm. She was close, so incredibly close. Heath leaned away from her core and replaced his tongue with his fingers, rubbing her clit even faster. Charlie was taken by surprise; her breath became heavier and her back arched with the touch. She couldn’t take it. Heath bit his lip as he watched Charlie climax, almost cumming himself. Charlie’s moans filled the whole house, making Heath’s ears tingle. He slowed his fingers down to a gentle caress, helping Charlie calm down before he would rile her back up again. Her legs were trembling, a feeling she never felt before. Heath kissed up her thighs again, then up her stomach. “You’re so beautiful.” He mumbled as he kissed her ribcage. “I’ve waited so long for this.” Heath whispered. Charlie placed a hand gently on his back. He started to perspire a bit, his back was damp. Heath removed his hand from between her legs and massaged her left breast. He then moved up to properly kiss Charlie. He took his sweet ass time, giving her some gentle love. “Do you have condoms?” Charlie nodded, she couldn’t even speak. Heath climbed off Charlie and opened the drawer in her nightstand. A few golden square packages met him as he opened it; Heath grabbed one and tossed it on the black satin covered bed. Charlie propped herself on her elbows once again to watch Heath, but this time she got a show she wanted. He tore his briefs off his body and left them on the floor, his thick cock now free. Charlie breathily gasped as she saw it, instantly aroused once more. “They stay staring is rude, but I don’t mind.” Heath seductively retorted. Charlie’s eyes briefly met his and chuckled. Heath leaned over her, his arms on either side of her shoulders. “You’re magic.” Heath shrugged, then smiled. “You’ll be giving me more titles after we’re through.” He then closed the gap between them once more, ready for more. Charlie ran her fingers down Heath’s chest, leading to his cock. He didn’t stop her, he wanted her sweet, sweet touch. She ran her index finger up the shaft, lightly pressing as she came up to the tip. Charlie bit her lip as she looked up at the arousing pool-boy. His eyes wanted her to touch him, but she wanted him inside her that much more. Once Charlie wrapped her fingers around Heath’s cock, it was solid hard and waiting for her. “I didn’t know I made you this hard.”
“You always have.” Charlie blushed a bit, there was nothing better than hearing a compliment right now. “I can’t wait to get my mouth on it.”
“We’ll get to that another time.” Heath got off the bed and Charlie let go of him. She got up on her knees as Heath rolled a condom onto his throbbing cock. Charlie kissed him passionately and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. Heath ran his left hand down her back and gently squeezed her ass, smacking it right after. Charlie moaned, both in surprise and in arousal. She pulled away. “You’ve got to do that more often.”
“I’m going to be doing a lot of stuff to you more often.” Charlie playfully rolled her eyes. Heath pushed her back onto the bed and stood between her knees. He pulled her legs apart and climbed onto the bed with her; he then balanced on one knee as he positioned himself. Heath’s cock slid into Charlie, she moaned loudly as he stretched her out. She had to grip onto the side of her nightstand. Heath’s hair started to fall in his face due to all the sweat, summer was a bitch nonetheless. Charlie pushed it back for him, but her arm fell back to the bed as he started to grind into her. He was deep inside her, enough to make Charlie squirm without even touching her. As he started to move her moans got consecutively louder, at least this time she actually moaned in pleasure. Not in a lie. Heath got back up on his knees and pulled Charlie towards him. To actually pound her he’d need to be on his knees. He grabbed her hips and thrust hard into her, but only once. Her gasping moan was enough to tell him to keep going, he didn’t even need to look down at her as a tease. Heath continued at a steady pace, listening to Charlie’s intoxicating noises. He then built a faster and harder pace, rocking into her and pushing them both to orgasm. “Heath, fuck.” Charlie gasped. One thing that almost pushed him over the edge for maybe the millionth time today was hearing his name come from her mouth. He leaned down and anchored his forehead on Charlie’s shoulder, he was dripping with sweat. (Charlie thought it was insanely hot.) She bent one of her legs and rested it against Heath. Once he started grinding into her again she dug her fingernails into his shoulder blade. Heath grunted from that, igniting an idea into the girl below him. Heath raised back up on his knees to get a better angle. Charlie gripped onto Heath’s forearm as he held her hips, she tipped her head back into the pillows. Heath picked up the pace because he saw where this was going. “Fuck, right there!” Charlie moaned out. Heath bit his lip and leaned over her, he started to pound into her as he used his free hand to rub her clit. Charlie gasped again as soon as he touched the sensitive nub. After a few thrusts, Charlie arched her back and tightened her grip on Heath’s arm. She moaned out and came all over his cock. Heath rubbed her clit a few more times to help her ride out her orgasm, then he bent down over Charlie again. He bit the side of her neck and massaged her breast. After a few more thrusts, Charlie could hear him grunt out his own orgasm to her right. His cock pulsated from the ejaculation, Charlie could feel it inside her. They stayed in that tangled position until their breathing patterns had settled, Heath pulled himself out of her. Charlie pushed her hair out of her face and grabbed her phone. Heath watched her the whole time. Even though he had just fucked her, he still found himself in awe of her. He pulled the condom off and threw it in the trash bin next to Charlie’s bed. Afterward, he pulled Charlie towards him with his arm as it wrapped around her waist. She was busy typing away a text, Heath was curious. He set his chin on the girl’s shoulder, peering at her phone. The contact said “Norman”, and it seemed as though this was Charlie’s boyfriend; well now you could say “ex”-boyfriend. Charlie typed out a semi-long break-up text, basically stating that she no longer loved him. To be truthful, did she ever? She turned around the face Heath after hitting “send”.
“Does this mean I can have you all to myself now?” Charlie smiled and gently kissed Heath.
“Absolutely.”
