The Lake of Love (Adult Novel 18+) (11 page)

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 and
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.

‘I just had a good night out,’ replied Sheridan.

Nathan was sitting in his jeans and t-shirt reading this morning’s
newspaper. He is like a completely different boy… man, to the boy… I mean man
that I had known six months ago. He had tried so hard to make it on his own two
feet, but had managed to fail with epic proportions. I thought that he would be
a sad and broken man, but since coming out here to the lake house he is the
happiest person on the face of the earth. I won’t ask what has brought that on;
although I have a slight feeling it has something to do with the firm breasted
woman sitting beside him.

‘Hey,’ Rebecca pressed her lips gently against mine. It was a sweet
loving kiss. ‘I had fun last night,’ she whispered into my ear so that the
others could not hear. She pulled back and headed for her handbag on the
kitchen counter. Unconsciously I glanced out of the corner of my eyes towards Sheridan.
It felt a little silly, but I couldn’t help feeling slightly uncomfortable
about kissing my wife in front of her.

Sheridan was watching me closely.

‘Frank didn’t come home with you last night?’ asked Nathan.

‘Um, no.’ I hesitated for a moment. ‘He was working late in the office.’

‘Are we going?’ asked Rebecca. The question was directed towards Miranda.

‘Of course,’ Miranda and Nathan hoped off the kitchen stools.

‘Where are you going?’ I asked the room in general.

‘Shopping,’ Miranda winked. ‘Nathan was kind enough to offer to drive us.’

‘That’s because he is mummy’s good boy,’ added Rebecca.

They all headed out of the kitchen. ‘See you later,’ waved Nathan. He had
the look of a man walking to his death. Goodbye son. You are going to have a
long day of carrying bags. He will learn from his mistakes. Always fake an
illness when a woman asks you to go shopping, or worse case scenario, which is
fake your own death. I call that one ‘Plan B’.

The front door slammed shut and they were gone.

‘Just you and me,’ said Sheridan.

I swallowed down the lump in my throat. There seemed to be something
troublesome hidden behind her words like she actually wanted to be alone with
me. The mental image I had created of her naked in bed appeared within the forefront
of my conscious mind.

‘You lied about my dad,’ she added. ‘He wasn’t working late at the
office. He was at a sex club with another woman.’

‘About that,’ I reached into my pocket and plucked out the cheque I had
written upstairs. My feet were walking me around the edge of the large wooden
table before I had even given the order to move. ‘This is for you.’ I handed it
over.

Sheridan instantly replied with a shake of her head.

‘I cannot take this from you,’ she replied.

‘We had a deal.’ I explained. ‘I take care of your debt and you quit the
club.’

‘Yes, but I cannot accept ten thousand dollars from you,’ she held a
genuine look of shock and confusion. ‘I would never be able to pay you this
back.’

I am sure I could think of a way for you to pay me back.

I decided not to voice that last part out loud.

‘Don’t worry about paying me back,’ I turned away from her and headed
back towards the doorway I had entered through.

‘Why are you doing this for me?’ She seemed truly perplexed.

‘Because I can,’ I admitted.

When I reached the doorway Sheridan quickly rushed in front of me. ‘No
one has ever done anything like this for me. Thank you.’ She leaned forward and
pressed her soft delicate lips against my cheek. A single innocent kiss sent a
million butterflies fluttering wildly within my stomach. She began to pull back
when our eyes accidentally met. It was like a silent message was transmitted
through out gaze.

It said ‘Kiss me.’

My heart nearly exploded out through my ribcage, as Sheridan pressed her
lips firmly against mine. I didn’t know what I should do or how I should reply.
Did I pull away and stop this whole thing right now? Or did I kiss her back? It
all happened so quickly that I just did what felt most natural in the moment. I
forced my lips back against hers. I couldn’t believe it. I was kissing my best friend’s
daughter.

The only problem was that it felt so right.

Sheridan opened her mouth and welcomed my tongue inside. The feel of her
tongue rolling within my mouth triggered the hardness that was setting in
between my legs. I carefully guided her backwards until she was pressed up
against the frame of the door. Her long delicate fingers stroked through my
short brown hair, as she began to devour my face with deep lustful kisses.

How far would she let me go?

I slipped my hand beneath her shirt.

How far did I want to go?

A warm glow filled my stomach at the feel of her smooth skin against my
fingertips. Sheridan put up no resistance what so ever, as my hand slowly
climbed across her ribcage and up her torso. I took her firm perky breast
within my large powerful hand. I had never wanted to hold something so badly in
all my life. It felt better than I had imagined and last night I had imaged it
a lot. Now all I had to do was remove her bra. I lifted her breast and squeezed
it within the palm of my hand.

‘Hmm,’ she moaned.

It was the most erotic sound I had ever heard. I squeezed her breast a
second time just to hear it once again. A wave of pressure instantly headed
down through my body. It was met by Sheridan’s hand. The beautiful young blonde
started to stroke my cock over the top of my trousers.

‘Let’s go up to my room,’ she forced her tongue back into my mouth.

That answered the question of how far she wanted to go with me.

I quickly pulled back at the sound of feet thundering down the stairs.

What had I just done?

I could feel my heart beating like a war drum within my chest. I had just
cheated on my wife with my best friend’s daughter. There has never been
anything more wrong in the entire world, but why did it feel so right? Sheridan
headed back into the kitchen acting casual, as Conner and Lisa came rushing in.

‘Where is everyone?’ asked my youngest son.

He was slightly shorter than Nathan, but had been blessed with looks that
could rival his handsome old father.

‘They went shopping,’ explained Sheridan.

‘Ah crap,’ Conner sighed. ‘I wanted to see if anyone wanted to come for a
swim down at the lake with us.’

‘Do you want to head down to the lake?’ offered Lisa.

‘Maybe later,’ replied Sheridan.

‘I have work I need to crack on with,’ I lied.

‘That sucks,’ Lisa mimicked Conner’s sigh, which brought a laugh out of
my son. It was a little weird because Lisa was Nathan’s girlfriend, but she
seemed to spend more time with Conner. That was a worry in its self as Lisa was
damn right beautiful and any young fertile man could be tempted when such a
forbidden fruit is placed directly in front of them. Then again, it wasn’t
really my place to say anything and the kids seemed happy enough so I just let
them get on with it.

‘Have fun,’ I headed quickly out of the kitchen.

I needed to get away and think. I cannot cheat on Rebecca on a whim. I
haven’t been thinking with my mind, but with my penis. I need time to think and
discover if this is what I truly want. I rushed towards my office without
looking back.

* * *

I was going to go to hell.

I had cheated on my wife. If Conner hadn’t come down the stairs at that
very moment there was no telling how far we might had gone. I still can’t
believe that she let me caress her breasts. The very thought of her smooth skin
was making me hard. No woman has even driven me this crazy before not even my
own wife. When I think of Rebecca it brings a smile to my lips, but when I
think of Sheridan it sends lustful thoughts screaming throughout my mind.

I dropped my head down against my wooden desk.

‘What am I going to do?’ I asked the world in general.

No reply came back.

I am a married man. My wife is a really sweet woman and I have two sons.
I have a family. I shouldn’t be doing this, but things between Rebecca and I
have not been going so well. It is like our relationship is frozen in time and
we are simply going through the motions of being a husband and wife. The
problem is that I do love her. It is just that my feelings for Sheridan, no
matter how primal and naughty, easily overshadow my feelings for my wife. I
don’t want to be known as the type of man that cheats on his wife.

I have to avoid Sheridan.

I had to!

I had already managed to stay out of her way for the past two hours by
hiding in my office on the ground floor of the lake house. I just had to
maintain this for the next five weeks and after the summer vacation I won’t
have to see her again for a very long time. I could do that, right?

Without anyone knocking on it, the door of my office swung open. Sheridan
was standing in the doorway. From the look of her red rings around her eyes it
appeared as if she had been crying. She walked across the soft blue carpet and
slammed the cheque down upon the table.

‘I just wanted to give this back to you.’

And with that she turned away and headed back towards the door.

I was up out of my chair faster than a speeding train.

I cut her off before she managed to reach the doorway.

‘What are you doing?’ I asked the obvious question. ‘You need the money.’

‘No,’ she shook her head without looking into my eyes. ‘I will be going
back to the club tonight.’

‘We had a deal.’ I reminded her of the threat that I would tell her
father.

‘You won’t tell my dad.’

Was she calling my bluff?

‘You are not the type of person that would easily hurt someone else,’ she
tried to go by me, but I grabbed her firmly by the wrist.

‘I don’t understand why you would want to go back there,’ I admitted.

‘I don’t want to,’ tears were gathering within her deep blue eyes. ‘But
you have been avoiding me all day.’

‘Not because of the cheque,’ the words left my mouth before I could stop
them.

‘So you are avoiding me?’ For the first time she looked up into my eyes.

‘I needed time to think.’ It was an honest answer.

‘It is because we kissed.’ It was not a question. ‘Didn’t you like it?’

I momentarily turned my eyes away from her. ‘I…’ I hesitated for a brief
moment and contemplated lying to her. ‘Of course I liked it. I haven’t been able
to stop thinking about you.’

Sheridan’s smile was so wide that is nearly consumed her entire face.

‘I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you either.’

I opened my mouth to speak, but she quickly cut me off.

‘I don’t want to destroy your marriage, Charlie. I know that this is an
impossible situation. My father is your best friend and business partner. It
would rip both our families apart, but I really like you.’

‘I like you too.’

Unconsciously I stroked a strand of hair away from her face.

Sheridan in turn leaned her soft cheek against my fingers.

It was a sweet delicate moment that made my heart flutter.

‘I have been trying to talk myself out of liking you, but nothing is
working.’ Sheridan stepped into me. Her angelic face was only half an inch away
from mine. ‘When I kissed you it felt right, but I am married.’

‘I know,’ she spoke in a low soft tone. ‘The last thing I want is to
cause you problems, but I have never felt like this about anyone before. You
are the first man that has ever been kind to me. I don’t know if this will ever
work out, I don’t know what will happen in the future, but right here, right
now I know I want to kiss you.’

I pressed my lips firmly against hers.

Within seconds we were devouring each other. The feel of her tongue
inside my mouth was making me lose my mind it felt so good. I ran my fingers
through her long flowing blonde hair. Sheridan decided to move her hands in the
other direction and fumbled with my belt buckle.