Enter the Bad Boy (Sweet Surrender) (2 page)

"Who owns the car,
Reg?"

"Customers.
Some dude and a pretty young blonde. I put them upstairs in three."

"Good.
How long?"

"Just for the night."

Carter went into the kitchen to check on supplies for dinner and breakfast." Where's Toby?" he called out.

"Gone to town.
He should be back soon," Reg called back.

Toby was
Reg's son. He was a 24 year old giant with the mind of a child who shared the small room in the basement and mowed lawns and did all the heavy work for his father.

The guesthouse had four rooms
– two downstairs and two upstairs with a view across the lake. Carter occupied room one because in the ten years he had owned the place it had never been full. Reg was watching TV in the office but there was also a huge open dining and living room on the ground floor, and upstairs there was another sitting room that opened to a balcony that was actually suspended above water. The grounds of the property were expansive and resembled a lightly timbered park, kept immaculately groomed by Reg and Toby.

"My god, this is beautiful," Catherine called to her husband. She had found the balcony and was looking out across the lake.

Ash approached and put his arms around her from behind. She leaned back against him and he nuzzled her neck. "Looks like we've got the floor to ourselves too." He felt her tits and her hands closed over his in slight protest. His erection was pressing into her back.

"And what's got into you all of a sudden?" she asked. "Hey, you can't undress me out here." He was pulling her dress from her shoulders and she clutched at it with her arms folding across her breasts.

"Why? There's no one else here. Or are you worried that old guy might see you?"

"Well he might walk in any minute. This is a common area," Catherine pointed out.

"So what if he does. I like showing you off," Ash went on, kissing his wife's shoulder and neck.

"But you said we're not going to do anything like that anymore."

"Well, I don't mean we should 'do anything' – just maybe some teasing. Maybe you could wear something revealing at dinner tonight. What do you think?"

Catherine didn't answer. She held to the top of her dress, keeping it from falling away from her breasts, and remained leaning back against her husband while he ground his cock into her bottom.

"Well, what do you think?" he asked again. "Do you want to wear something to show off your titties tonight?"

"You know I will if you want me to," Catherine replied softly. "It's up to you if you want to show me to other men. You know that!"

"Yeah, I know that," Ash said warmly as he fixed her shoulder straps back into place. He then felt up under the front of her dress and found she was wet between the legs. He kissed her as he fingered her and she moaned softly into his mouth. So he took her into their room and fucked her.

There was a knock at the door when he was fixing his clothes back into place. Catherine's dress was on the floor and she was completely naked on the bed. She pulled the sheet to cover herself.

"Hello there. Just wanted to introduce myself. I'm Carter, your host. If there's anything you need don't hesitate, and dinner will be about half an hour."

****

Carter shook the guy's hand and nodded to the blonde woman in bed. He could see from her hair and from the way she was holding onto the sheet that she had nothing on and that she had just been seen to.

"Half his luck," he said to himself as he went back downstairs to the kitchen and dinner preparations.

When the couple came downstairs half an hour later the woman had on a sky blue stretch cotton halter-neck dress that hugged her slender body. It ended mid-thigh and there were no panty lines. She was also quite obviously braless with her, probably B-cup, tits sitting firmly but wobbling and jiggling about as she walked.

Carter lifted his eyes from her tits and met her blush, and as she lowered her eyes he looked her up and down once more, appreciating her lovely firm looking ass as she turned to take her seat.

The guy had been busy looking at the antique photographs framed on the wall. "These are amazing," he said, thumbing back over his shoulder as he turned around.

"Yeah,
they're from around the turn of the last century. You should have a look around the village before you leave tomorrow. You can still see the old wharf and some of those buildings."

Carter was pouring wine as he spoke, and watching the wife's nipples firm up. They had been visible before but still obviously soft and relaxed. As he watched they firmed to hard little points and he could even see the texture of the areola through the thin fabric.

Carter of course ate in the kitchen with Reg and Toby, and left the guests with the main dining room. He checked on them regularly though, and after dinner he ended up staying for a glass of wine. Reg and Toby had gone to bed early, as they always did, and it was nice to have company.

"How about some music?"
Ash asked after a third bottle of wine had been opened.

Carter tuned through the few radio stations. "What sort?"

"That's it – perfect!" Ash called to some slow dance music, and he took his wife in his arms and danced into the middle of the big open room.

Carter sat on the sofa and watched them sway cheek to cheek through a couple of songs. "Come on, your turn," the guy then said and ushered Catherine forth.

Carter immediately accepted the invitation and claimed her. She was warm and smelled beautiful. Her skin was like silk and the feel of her bare back sent a pulse of blood to his cock, which subsequently firmed against her hip.

He was only wearing a thin t-shirt himself so the feel of her tits against his chest didn't help. And then as he pulled her closer her thighs parted against one of his and he could feel the heat from her pussy through his jeans.

The guy had kicked back on the sofa and didn't appear too concerned, and Catherine had surrendered to Carter's hold and rested submissively against him. Holding her as close as he was, his arm was all the way around her and his fingers were pressed into the side of her breast. He could feel the soft roundness of it quite distinctly but he was afraid to move his fingers and had to resist the urge to actually feel her up.

They danced through three or four songs before the news came on the radio and broke the trance Catherine had fallen into. She could feel the thickness of the cock pressed against her belly and she knew she was wet between the legs again. She wondered if her husband was going to want her to go any further but he seemed to be dosing off.

"I think we had better go to bed. It's been a long day," she explained to their host, and she followed her husband upstairs, just glancing back once to find the man looking at her legs.

"Good night," she said sweetly. "Thank you for the dance."

****

"It really is beautiful here," Catherine said to her husband as she sat there in bed watching the morning sun glisten from the lake.

"That was a good feed last night too," Ash suggested, yawning and sitting up as well.

"Well, why don't we just stay here?" Catherine asked. "I wouldn't mind a nice peaceful few days here instead of the resort."

"Really? Are you serious?"

"Yes – w
hy not? We could see what's in the village. Maybe some nice restaurants. It's got to be set up for tourists with a lake as beautiful as this."

"Well, I guess we could," Ash agreed. "We could just drop off the planet for a few days I suppose.
To hell with work, eh?"

Catherine snuggled up. "I would really make it worth your while if you don't tell anyone where we are and if you leave that phone turned off."

"Hmm – really worth my while, eh?" Ash kissed his wife softly. "And what if I wanted to show you off some more?"

She moaned into his mouth.
  “If you want to you can show me off."

"How about letting
that guy from last night have a look at these this morning then?" Ash went on, feeling his wife's breasts.

"Okay," she said, panting a little as another kiss ended. "What should I wear?"

"Your white blouse with the top buttons undone. The plain one that opens up nicely, and without a bra. And maybe with a short skirt and some classic white panties. We could let him have a look at those too – just for a tease."

"Oh, you mean like those two road worker men yesterday?"

"What! You knew?"

"Of course I did."

"But you were asleep!"

"Ash
, honey, I'm never that asleep!"

“Hmm
– I'd better go see if we can have the room for the weekend," Ash suggested, and he quickly dressed and went down to the office.

He stayed chatting with the guy until Catherine appeared at the top of the stairs in her little chequered skirt and white blouse. He could see her nipples through the fabric
, and the guy, Carter, was standing there with his mouth hanging open as she walked down the stairs.

Catherine walked right over to Ash and he put his arm around her. Looking down at her he could see a bare breast through the open blouse, and as good mornings were exchanged and breakfast was discussed he gathered the fabric at her side in his fingers and opened the blouse even more.

Carter's eyes had flashed down a few times. "Or I could serve your breakfast upstairs on the balcony if you like," he suggested.

His eyes lowered again and his head tilted slightly. Catherine was blushing and Ash nuzzled her neck, deliberately looking away so the guy could have a little freedom.

"Would you like to eat upstairs, sweetheart?" he asked, perhaps overdoing the smooching a bit but he could see the guy was staring directly at a bare tit.

****

Later, at breakfast, their eager host took several opportunities to enjoy the view over Catherine's shoulder. He was getting more and more bold, and Ash met his glance at one point where they both understood what was happening. Then when Catherine was in the bathroom and the guy returned to clear the table Ash took a deep breath and spoke as evenly as he could manage.

"I don't mind if you enjoy looking at her," he started. And when the guy looked up Ash smiled.

"At first it was a matter of getting used to it because of the way she turns heads. Then I started enjoying the fact that she's mine and every other guy wants her. Now it's – well, arousing I guess – to be blunt."

"I know what you mean," Carter said, as cool as you like. "I've even done a bit of swinging with some of my ex-girlfriends."

"No shit? So have we!"

"Yeah, it's an amazing feeling watching your woman being looked over by another guy, isn't it? Even if it doesn't go any further than that it's certainly arousing!"

Catherine returned from the bathroom and sat down. That time Carter blatantly looked down her front and when she looked up he winked and she turned bright red.

"It's all right, sweetheart, we were just talking about showing our ladies off and it seems our host has done some of that himself."

"Oh?" Catherine uttered, peering up again and still blushing.

"Nice tits," Carter said to her, still as cool as.

"Thank you," she answered, looking down at herself and fiddling nervously with the front of her blouse before looking up again.

"May I?" Carter said to Ash as he motioned with his hand, and Ash nodded while Catherine's eyes widened and she sucked in a breath as the guy slipped his hand down her blouse and felt her left breast.

Catherine started panting immediately as he squeezed it and rolled the nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

"Awesome," the guy said, grinning over at Ash.

He then released Catherine's tit as suddenly as he had groped it and collected the last of the things from breakfast.

"There's a sandy beach and a good spot for swimming on the property. It's very private, only you might see old
Reg and his son, Toby, working on the grounds.

“Don't take too much notice of Toby
. He's a little bit backward – just a big kid and very friendly, though difficult to get a word out of…. And I have a boat if you feel like having a look at the village. It's a nice little cruise – only about fifteen minutes. Anytime you want, just let me know."

"Thanks," Ash said as he left the room.

Catherine was still in shock at being felt up like that. The sensation had gone directly to her belly and tingled between her legs.

"I can't believe he just did that," she said to her husband.
"Oh my god!"

"Well, let's go and see about this sandy beach and see if that old guy wants a look too," Ash said with a grin. "It's warm enough for a swim."

Catherine changed into a bikini and sundress. She strolled around the gardens with her husband and then across the lawn to the edge of the water and a small beach of sand with the ripples of crystal clear water lapping gently ashore.

She took off her sundress and la
y out on a towel. There were a few boats on the lake and in the distance there was some people water skiing. The beach was totally secluded from the road, being behind the house and otherwise surrounded by trees. After a while one of the gardeners appeared. He was a tall, well-built man of perhaps mid-twenties. He was actually quite gorgeous, Catherine thought.