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  “Damn, that’s not what I meant Chloe,” Brad stammered, unable to take his eyes away from her delicious body and knowing full well that he did indeed want to be naked with her.

  “Are you sure about that Mr. Hunter,” Chloe asked in her most sultry voice as she now climbed completely out of the pool and stood less than a foot away from him, water dripping from her body. She looked down and saw the positive reaction between his legs.

  Brad swallowed, “I’m gonna go take a shower and then we can start dinner,” he said then turned and started walking towards the house. He could not recall ever turning away from something that tempting before.

  “Save me some hot water,” Chloe called before diving back into the water.

  16

  Brad made his way to the bathroom and peeled off his speedos. His cock was still rock hard from seeing Chloe’s exhibitionism. Standing in the shower, the hot water hitting his tense muscles, Brad started to lather. When his soapy hand met his soapy rod, he started to stroke.

  Chloe swam a few more laps, hoping the cool water would temper her libido. It wasn’t working. Right about now Mr. Hunter was standing naked in the shower and that’s where she wanted to be.

  Chloe climbed out of the pool and walked naked to the upstairs bathroom. Standing outside the door she could hear the shower still running. She eased the door slowly open, just enough to slip inside, then eased the door shut again. She could see the dark silhouette of Mr. Hunter through the shower curtain. He didn’t seem to notice her entrance.

  At first Chloe was just going to wait for Mr. Hunter to finish his shower and open the curtain, for the two of them to be naked and facing each other. She would just say she was waiting for her turn in the shower. She changed her mind when she heard him breathe heavy and call her name. He was in there jerking off while thinking about her.

  Chloe tiptoed to the back of the shower, Mr. Hunter was facing the front, and barely moving the curtain she was able to peek inside. She could see his well sculpted ass and his arm moving rapidly. Very carefully she stepped inside with him.

  Brad saw the shower curtain move and turned around to look. There, looking back at him, was Chloe, still nude, still a vision of beauty. He then realized his hand was still wrapped around his cock and his cock was pointed directly at Chloe. He quickly removed his hand and used it to push his penis down and hold it in place as well as hide it from view. However, he was too well endowed and the head extended beyond the reach of his fingers.

  “What are you doing in here Chloe?”

  “Well, I was gonna wait outside but I heard you call my name, thought maybe you were inviting me to join you,” Chloe replied with the biggest of smiles.

  Brad’s already red cheeks turned an even deeper shade. “I’m sorry Chloe, I wish you hadn’t heard that.”

  “It’s okay Mr. Hunter. It turns me on knowing that you were jerking your cock thinking about me. I just thought you could use a visual aide instead of having to rely on your memory.”

  “I wasn’t…,” Brad started to argue but knew he couldn’t lie like that.

  “It’s okay,” Chloe repeated as she spread her legs as far as the shower would allow and ran her right hand down, spreading her labia for Mr. Hunter to see. Her left hand went to her breast, caressing the soft flesh. “Oh Mr. Hunter,” Chloe purred, “I want you so much. Don’t you want me?”

  “Chloe..,” Brad couldn’t find words. Seeing Chloe play with herself, hearing those words from her mouth, he could feel his manhood straining against his open hand, wanting to rise up.

  “Come on Mr. Hunter; show me how much you want me. We don’t have to touch, we can just watch each other.”

  “I don’t know Chloe…”

  “Look at me Mr. Hunter. I am exposing myself completely to you. You make me feel so comfortable, so safe, that I can stand here naked before you, my tits, my pussy displayed for you to see,” Chloe paused then asked, “Do you like what you see?”

  “Yes,” he managed.

  “Well, I like what I see and want to see all of you. Can I see all of you?”

  Brad’s hand moved away from his shaft and it once again pointed it Chloe.

  “You have a beautiful cock Mr. Hunter. Stroke it for me.”

  Brad looked Chloe, so beautiful, so naked and he wrapped his hand around his massive meat, this time knowing Chloe was watching. He slowly started moving his hand up and down his shaft.

  Chloe slid a finger into her wet hole, maneuvering it in and out. She was so wet, so excited standing her in this shower naked with Brad.

  Brad watched as Chloe finger-fucked herself. He knew he could cum anytime he wanted at this point but didn’t want this experience to end quickly.

  “Do you like watching me play with my pussy?”

  “Yes, I do.”

  “You do what? I want to hear you say it.”

  “I like watching you finger your pussy.”

  “Do you see how wet it is?”

  “Yes.”

  “Do you want to taste?”

  Brad couldn’t reply.

  Chloe pulled her finger out of her dripping cunt and stepped towards Mr. Hunter. She held that wet finger an inch from his lips. “Do you want to taste?”

  He nodded and she slid her finger into his mouth then slowly pulled it back out, allowing him to suck it clean. She then moved closer, her nipples grazing his chest, the head of his cock hitting just above the entrance to her tunnel.

  “I enjoyed tasting you this morning,” Chloe told him.

  “What,” Brad asked in confusion.

  “Don’t you remember this morning when we were in bed together and you masturbated.”

  A hesitant yes from Brad.

  “When you came the first spurt hit me right here,” Chloe told him as she used a hand to show where on her face it had landed. “It ran down to my lips and I licked it off.”

  “Oh Chloe…”

  “I liked the way it tasted.”

  With that comment Brad’s shaft started to gush. Loads of hot white seed hitting the outside of Chloe’s sensitive vagina. Chloe reached down and fingered her cum covered clit.

  “Yes Mr. Hunter, cum on my pussy,” she yelled and he continued spurting his juice on her snatch.

  “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum,” Chloe screamed and soon her juices were flowing out and mixing with his.

  “Oh god Chloe, we shouldn’t have done that.”

  “Shh…,” Chloe said before giving him a light kiss on the lips and then hugging him tightly.

  Brad didn’t want to leave her embrace but knew he needed to get out of there, his head swimming with the post-orgasmic fallout of what just happened. He quickly rinsed and then left what was remaining of the hot water for Chloe.

  “I’m gonna go get dinner started.”

  “Okay, once I get out of the shower I’ll come down and help you.”

  17

  Brad threw on boxers and a t-shirt and went down to the kitchen. He was working on the lasagna prep when Chloe made it down, wearing a camisole and cotton shorts with no bra or undies. She started on the salad, slicing and dicing and tossing to perfection.

  “Do you know what this kind of feels like Mr. Hunter?”

  “What’s that Chloe?”

  “A first date.”

  “You know I am old enough to your dad.”

  “But you’re not my dad and I am 18, old enough to decide who I want to date. Am I too young for you?”

  “I always figured age was just a number but I never expected to have someone your age interested in me,” Brad replied as he slid the lasagna in the oven.

  “Why not, you’re a good looking guy. Hell a lot of the girls in my class want to bang you.”

  “They do?”

  “They do, but don’t be getting any ideas. I’ll kick those bitches’ asses if they tried to make a move on you,” Chloe said with a smile.

  “Don’t worry,” Brad laughed, “I won’t be trolling the high school looking for dates.” />
  “So, would you date me?”

  “Yes Chloe, I would date you,” Brad relented with a smile.

  “So does this count as our first date?”

  “Dinner and a movie? That sounds like a date to me.”

  During dinner they chatted mostly about Chloe, her love of music, her chance for a basketball scholarship but not sure if she liked basketball enough to commit her college years to. Brad loved listening to her talk about her future, so wide open, and so many possibilities. As they ate they drank the wine, eventually finishing the bottle.

  “So, is it movie time,” Chloe asked.

  “Sure, what would you like to watch?”

  “Something scary since I have a big strong man to cuddle up to. If you want to find a movie, I’ll go change into something more comfortable,” Chloe said with mischievous smile as she headed upstairs.

  Brad turned on the entertainment center and fired up Netflix. After a few minutes of searching the titles he yelled up to Chloe “Carrie or The Conjuring?”

  “The Conjuring, I haven’t seen that one.”

  Brad sat on the couch and waited. Soon Chloe came into the room and stood before him. She was wearing a sheer black nightie that went down just past her hips. There was see-through lace over her breasts and black lace panties. Between the vision that stood before him and the alcohol inside him, Brad knew his resolve was weakening.

  “I’ve seen you naked several times today and each time I thought you were the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Now, wearing that, you are, without a doubt, the sexiest woman I have ever seen.”

  Chloe blushed, “You mean that?”

  “Every word.”

  Chloe sat next to Mr. Hunter on the couch and he pushed play. It wasn’t long before something in the movie scared Chloe and she jumped, pressing up next to Mr. Hunter. Her right hand came to rest high on his thigh, over his boxers. His left hand was trapped between his thigh and hers. A few minutes later, noticing Mr. Hunter’s trapped hand, Chloe shifted her leg over a tad, and grabbed his left hand with her right. She placed his left on her thigh, shifted her leg next to his again, and placed her right hand back on top of his boxers.

  Brad noticed a few things. One, Chloe’s thigh felt warm and smooth under his hand. Two, when Chloe replaced her right hand on his boxes she put it closer to his groin and three, he was getting an erection. Brad wasn’t sure how far he could let things go tonight but he thought if they were now dating then he should be a man and make a move. Brad moved his hand further up and to the inside of her thigh.

  Chloe nearly came right then. Feeling Mr. Hunter take some initiative and feel her up sent shivers up and down her spine. Very delicious shivers. She decided to reward his good behavior and moved her own hand even closer to his rod, which was now tenting his boxers.

  Brad, feeling like a teenager trying to get to third base, moved his hand to those lace panties. They were soaking wet with her juices. Chloe moaned at the touch of his fingers and as they watched the movie he continued to rub her pussy through her wet underwear.

  Chloe finally felt it was time to do what she had been wanting since first seeing Mr. Hunter’s nude pictures. She reached through the convenience flap of his boxers and pulled his cock out. This time it was Mr. Hunter that moaned. Chloe spent the rest of the movie fondling and slowly stroking his thick meat. She loved the feel of it in her hand and wondered how it would feel buried deep in her cunt.

  18

  Soon the movie credits were rolling and Chloe tucked Mr. Hunter’s pole back inside his boxers. She stood and let him know “I have a surprise for you.” Earlier she had setup a playlist on her phone and plugged it into the stereo. She now hit play and started to dance for Mr. Hunter to the sounds of Black Horse and the Cherry Tree.

  Brad watched as Chloe moved her body in ways that would make a stripper jealous.

  Chloe danced slowly closer to Mr. Hunter, her hips moving seductively, her hands bringing the hem of her negligee up to bottom of her supple breasts, not quite fully exposing them. She placed Mr. Hunter’s arms on top of the couch.

  “No touching,” she whispered close to his ear. She then stepped onto the couch and placed a foot high near his arm. Brad marveled at her balance for a moment but was then distracted when Chloe moved her hips forward and ran her hand of her damp crotch that was now an inch from his face. Her humid scent filled is nostrils and sent a pulse of pleasure through his cock. She then grabbed the back of his head and mashed her lace covered snatch into his face before letting go.

  Chloe then stepped down off the couch and turned around. She bent over with legs wide and again ran her fingers over her wet pussy, as Chris Isaak’s Wicked Game now poured from the speakers. Still bent over, Chloe looked back at Mr. Hunter and used her fingers to move the lace aside, showing him her wet slit. She slid a finger in and back out before moving the lace back in place and standing straight.

  Once again she faced Mr. Hunter and moved close to him. She grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled it off. Then stepping back, she danced and slowly brought her nightie up. Soon she was holding the bunched up negligee on her tits, teasing the full removal of her top.

  “Would you like to see them,” she asked.

  “Yes.”

  “Tell me!”

  “I want to see your tits. Please show them to me,” Brad said, his voice full of eager desire.

  “My pleasure,” she purred as the lingerie slipped over her head and fell to the floor. She continued to dance, now topless and now to Jewel’s Foolish Games.

  Brad smiled as her watched Chloe dance and enjoyed her song selection. He wanted to rub his cock but thought “no touching” included himself, so he sat and enjoyed the show.

  She now came close and leaned her head into his crotch, running her lips along his shaft. He could feel her hot breath through the cotton of his boxers. She then started sliding her body up the length of his. Her lips going along his chest as her heavy breasts lay upon his groin. She kept moving and soon her lips were barely touching his, her exhaled breath filling his sharp intake with her scent. He could feel her nipples dragging through his chest hair. Her wet sex moved along his solid rod. Still moving, her tits were now framing his face. She took her hands and pressed them firmly to his smooth shaven cheeks.

  Chloe then slid off and turned around, her backside again facing Mr. Hunter. She bent over and moved the lace panties once again, displaying her wet eighteen year old pussy. Brad loved the way she looked at him as she did this and the way her tits hung down as she bent over. She straightened her panties back to normal and backed her ass onto Mr. Hunter’s lap.

  Whitesnake started singing Here We Go Again as Brad watched Chloe start moving her ass in circles, grinding it against his groin and aching hard rod. He could feel the damp heat of her sex through her lace and his boxers. Brad was afraid he might cum when she finally stood and faced him.

  Chloe then got to her knees, between his legs, and grabbed hold of the waistband of his boxers with both hands. Slowing, wanting to savor every moment, she started pulling down his shorts. His cock was pointed down and his shaft grew in visibility as she worked the article of clothing down. Chloe moved up and first kissed the base of his shaft then worked her way to the still trapped tip of his salty shaft. When she got to the head, she pulled his boxers the rest of the way off while capturing his rod in her mouth and taking it all the way in.

  Brad’s took a deep breath in as Chloe deep throated his manhood. His hips responded on instinct and drove up, burying his tool as deep as it would go. He made himself relax, his ass settling back onto the couch, while Chloe started vigorously sucking.

  “Oh god Chloe, where did you learn to do that,” Brad asked but Chloe didn’t stop to answer. Brad knew with all the attention Chloe was lavishing on him that he wouldn’t last long. A minute later Brad felt the undeniable surge of cum and knew he was about to shoot his load in Chloe’s mouth.

  “Chloe! I’m gonna cum!” and his cock start
ed pulsing as wave after wave of his seed shot down her throat. She held him all the way in, her lips wrapped around his base, swallowing as Mr. Hunter released his load. Finally, when the pulsing subsided, Chloe slowly withdrew from his spent rod, sucking the last of the cum that was oozing from his peehole.

  Chloe slipped her body up his until her mouth was on his, her cum slick tongue slipping inside Mr. Hunter’s mouth to play with his. He started to move his arms to embrace her but she backed away.

  “Not yet,” was all she said before starting to dance once. The soundtrack of their sins was playing Set Fire to the Rain by Adele. As she shimmied and gyrated, her hands found their way to her lace and slowly removed her last garment. She walked over and placed the damp wadded up panties in Mr. Hunter’s left hand.

  Brad only had a moment to feel the soaked lace that he was now holding before Chloe was once again standing on the sofa, with one leg up on the back and her wet clit in his face. She grabbed his head and buried his lips and tongue in her juicy folds. Brad was amazed at how good she tasted and he worked the hard nub of her clitoris with a very willing tongue.

  “Oh Mr. Hunter, eat that pussy,” Chloe demanded. Her words spurred him on and he felt a twitch down below. His manhood already perking up for a second go. Chloe moaned as she worked her hips, grinding her cunt into his face, soaking him with her juices. “Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned, “I’m gonna cum Mr. Hunter. I’m gonna cum all over your face.” Her body shuddered and large squirt of her juice made it past Brad’s lips. His tongue savored the taste as he drank her in.

  Chloe collapsed down against Brad. He could feel her tits, warm from the exertion, pressing against his chest, her sopping wet pussy lay direct on his cock, now hard and wanting. Chloe slowly slid her crotch back and forth, her clit riding the rail of his manhood but not yet taking it in. She kissed Brad deeply and he made another attempt to fold her into his arms.

  “Not yet,” Chloe whispered as she continued to wet hump him. You couldn’t call it dry humping, she was keeping everything well lubricated down there with her pussy juice.

  Brad could feel her labia sliding up and down the length of his shaft. Lady Antebellum was singing Need You Now as he was thinking want you now. Chloe slid off Mr. Hunter and stood, then faced the other way before sitting back on his lap and gyrating her hips. Brad had had a few lapdances in his life but never fully nude and never with anyone as amazing as Chloe. However, as much as he was enjoying her ministrations, the time for foreplay was over.