Once I was out of the water, I tugged at the string of my swimsuit to reveal my perky boobs. He leapt on me and devoured each one with his mouth, and I enjoyed every sensation that followed.
I couldn’t tell if I was wet from the pool or if I was dripping from being turned on, and at that point I didn’t care. He massaged a hand up my thigh until it found my hungry sex. His fingers worked magic, working in circles and teasing my little button. My back arched slightly whenever he found just the right places.
I begged for more, but he stopped just as suddenly as he had started.
He pulled me from the ground and took me to one of the nearby chairs. He sat himself on the chair and had me straddle him. I didn’t have any complaints about the position; it was one of my favorites.
I teased the tip of his member with my dripping wet sex and rubbed it all over. Then without any warning, I lowered myself onto him. He moaned with excitement as I continued inching his shaft into me. The sensation of him entering me was amazing. I wanted to scream, but I also didn’t want to draw a crowd.
I put a hand over my mouth and clenched my teeth until his entire beast was inside. I worked my hips in circles on his lap. I felt like I would collapse into him at any second, but I needed to keep my head.
I planted my feet by his hips and started to bounce up and down. He put a hand on my clit and gently massaged it in circles. The sensations made me want to scream, but I did my best to keep it to a moan, biting down on the hand that was covering my mouth to avoid screaming.
Before long, he wanted to take control. I collapsed over his body, and he grabbed my hips. With fervor, he lifted me up and started working himself in and out. He started pounding me harder than I’d felt before, as though he were boring a hole straight through me.
I was beginning to lose it. The pangs of an orgasm were building up, and I didn’t want it to end. I threw my head back and lived in the moment. I thought it might continue forever, but then it struck me.
I felt the muscles in my legs tense up, and then the rest of me followed. Waves of pleasure washed from my head to my fingertips. I went completely limp, and he continued to work himself in and out. I was beyond done, but he wasn’t, and he wanted his reward.
A few second later I felt him slam into me one last time. His excited member throbbed inside me for a moment before he pulled himself out.
I was so worn out from the entire experience that I just lay on his chest. He played with my hair to pass the time.
“We’ll have to go swimming more often,” he said.
7.
“It took you long enough,” he said.
“What?” I asked.
“We’ve been at breakfast for almost a half an hour, and I wanted to wait till you got down,” William added.
“Ah, you didn’t have to wait for me,” I said.
“Well, you’re part of the family now, and I like it when the family eats together,” he said.
“But where’s the rest of the staff?” I wondered.
“They’re working,” he said.
“Yeah, but aren’t they all part of the family?” I asked.
“They are, but some are just closer than others,” he said with a wink.
I knew what he meant, but I kept that to myself. I didn’t know how to address the previous night with Kevin in the room. He looked like he was ready for something more.
“Don’t you have some work you have to get to?” I asked.
“Right. Duty calls. I’ll be home tonight,” he said.
He got up from the chair and made his way to the door, stopping only briefly to kiss me on the cheek.
I was more than a little stunned that he would go so far as to kiss me the morning after, especially in front of his five-year-old son. I didn’t know how I would explain that to Kevin.
Kevin stared at me with a twinkle of happiness in his eye. I was a little nervous to ask why.
“Kevin, why are you so excited?” I asked once William was out of earshot.
“You’re going to be my new mom,” he said.
I laughed at the thought. Kids always said the funniest things, things you least expected.
“What makes you say that?” I wondered.
“Daddy kissed you. That means you’re going to be my new mom, right?” he asked.
“Adults kissing doesn’t mean they’re going to get married,” I said in an attempt to correct him.
“But Dad said I should pick a good nanny, so I picked one that reminded me of Mom,” he said.
I started to panic a little.
“Kevin, what did your mother look like?” I asked.
He thought for a second. I hadn’t seen any photos around, and yet I knew she had meant a lot to William. He still hadn’t told me how she had died. I was a bit nervous to ask.
“I’ll show you. Dad always keeps a photo by the bed,” he said.
He hopped off his chair and took me by the hand. I looked out the front window to see Bill driving William down the road. My last hope of getting this straightened out right away dwindled.