2. Cade
It’s beensix days since I’ve seen Skylar, and I haven’t been able to get her off my mind. I don’t obsess over girls. That’s a road to ruin. I casually date, but I’ve been too busy building my landscaping business to bother with any real relationships. But this girl, Sky, has been like a splinter in my mind.
Andy and Chuck are getting sick of hearing me talk about her. The first couple of days, they were just laughing and busting my balls every time I’d bring her up and talk about how curvy she was, how long her legs were and how sweet her ass looked when she was walking away from me, or how despite the fact that she was wearing a button-up you could tell that she had a nice pair of tits on her. But now they’re just telling me to shut up already when I bring her up.
“So propose to her already.” Andy groans on the drive up to Beatrice’s this morning when I bring Skylar up again.
“Tell me about it,” Chuck laughs, giving me an elbow in the ribs. “Make some babies with her so we can stop hearing about her.”
“If you don’t, one of us will.”
“Like hell you will,” I growl.
“I sure wouldn’t mind,” Andy chimes in. “I saw those hips. Those are pure baby-makers.”
I feel an anger starting to cook in my chest.
Chuck smirks and nods. “And some real mommy-milkers too. What are those? Ds? Double-Ds?”
“All right, that’s enough!” It’s completely out of character the way I snap at them, but I go off like a lion claiming his territory against an outside invader.
The boys gave me strange looks as we approach the house.
“Sorry,” I say, forcing a smile. “Just practicing my acting, ya know? For when I quit all this landscaping and handyman work.”
They both laugh. I’m not sure if they buy that I was kidding or they just want to believe I was. Either way, it doesn’t really matter to me because as I pull in, I see Sky’s truck is already parked out front. We had a job down in Dover this morning and arrived late, so she and her father must have gotten here before us.
“Andy, why don’t you head around the far side with the weedwhacker? Chuck, why don’t you start watering the front gardens here? I’m gonna head around back and check on the weeds. I also think she may need some stonework repair as well.”
The boys nod, grab their things, and head out.
I wait until Andy is out of sight and Chuck is busy with the hose before I go around back. I feel a little guilty because for the first time in the four years since I’ve been working with these guys, I’ve lied to them.
It’s not a big lie or anything, but the truth is there’s no potential issue with Beatrice’s stonework out back. I only said that so I could come around to the window here that gives a good view right into the dining room where I know Sky will be eating brunch this morning.
And that will let me see her.
I sneak slowly and carefully so as not to be seen, almost feeling like a stalker. I do work here, but I really shouldn’t be looking in my employer’s windows. That’s just bad behavior.
My heart starts pounding faster and faster as I round the side of the house and step into the back yard. I can hear voices now.
It’s Beatrice, of course, rambling on like she always does, laughing at her own jokes. Then I hear a man’s voice, which must be Skylar’s father.
But then I hear hers, and my whole body tightens.
I didn’t realize that just her voice could be a trigger for me, but I feel my cock swell within my work pants.
I’ve barely even been out in the sun for a few minutes, but I instantly start sweating. The tone of her speech has me thinking about watching her walking away from me a week ago and how perfectly her ass jiggled in those khakis she was wearing.
What a woman…
Christ, I hope I don’t start leaking pre-cum. That would be embarrassing.
I inch around the garden, glancing in the windows of the living room, which is empty, when I hear the sound of someone behind me. A shot of adrenaline hits me.
It must be one of Beatrice’s servants taking the trash out, so I instantly lean down and pretend to be weeding. I glance back over my shoulder and see Tala give me a smile as she starts walking back to the house from the bin area. I smile back and keep my head down until she’s gone.
Once it’s safe, I stand and take a deep breath, then continue on around to the back of the house.
The sounds of their voices are louder now, but again, it’s mostly Beatrice talking. I can hear forks and knives against plates, but as I round the corner, she comes into view.
Sky has her hair down today. It’s falling over her shoulders like waves of an auburn waterfall, framing her beautiful face that already instantly has me mesmerized.
I was only kidding when I asked if it was her intent to seduce me, but she’s damn sure doing it now, and she’s just sitting there sipping orange juice.
Blood pulses through my body, driving a hard erection into my cock that I know is going to make it nearly impossible for me to get any work done today. She’s wearing a T-shirt this week, like she didn’t even care about impressing her aunt before she came over. That T-shirt does nothing to hide the fact that she’s got a phenomenal rack underneath there that I’m dying to get my hands on. As she shifts in her seat, I can also tell she didn’t bother with a bra today.
I set my shovel aside and slide my hand down between my legs as I watch her. Christ, I’ve never been a degenerate like this, but this girl is bringing something out in me.
Nearly hypnotized, I watch as she lifts a piece of pineapple up to her mouth and slips it between her plump lips and can’t help but think what it would feel like if that were my cock in there and not that piece of wet yellow fruit.
I inch forward for a better look, but a branch beneath my foot snaps, and I quickly duck down to hide myself.
My heart is pounding like a drum in my chest.
“This is crazy,” I laugh to myself. If I get caught lurking like this like some public masturbator, I will absolutely get fired. Better to wait until she’s finished eating and talk to her later than risk my job and have Beatrice going around telling everyone she knows that I’m some crazy creeper.
So about forty-five-minutes later,I’m finishing weeding out front when the door opens and Sky and her father step out. She glances over and sees me and I wave and start to head over to say hi, but right then, Beatrice calls to me from the side door.
“Cade!? Cade, can you come here a moment? I think I’ve got a problem with a pipe in the house!”
“Andy can help you with that, Beatrice!” I call back. “He’s better with work like that.”
I motion to Andy to go deal with whatever issue it is she’s having, but she quickly snaps back in a tone that is anything but agreeable.
“No, I’d like you to come and look at it, Cade.”
There’s no arguing with her when she gets like that. What am I supposed to do? She signs my checks.
I turn back to wave to Sky, but she’s already climbing into her dad’s truck.
“Shit,” I curse under my breath as I grab my toolbox.
Beatrice is wearing a sea green dress that looks fit for a queen as she leads me inside and up the immense staircase to the second floor. I’m all boned up from the brief moments I was able to get my eyes on Sky, so I’m lagging behind her. She notices and turns to beckon me to speed up like I’m one of her servant girls.
“Come on, Cade, my boy. I think I have a pipe leaking in the bathroom. There’s water everywhere.”
I do my best to pick up the pace, but it’s tough with the hard dick I’ve got stuffed beneath my jeans. I’m not sure if I’m imagining things either, but it does seem as though Beatrice is deliberately swaying her hips as she walks in front of me. If I didn’t know better, I’d think she was trying to get my attention.
I follow her into the bathroom and see water on the floor beneath the sink. I go over to it and notice one of the fittings is loose.
“Yup, you’ve got a loose pipe here,” I say, tightening it with my wrench. “Nothing that can’t be easily fixed–”
I turn to give her the thumbs up and see Beatrice standing behind me completely naked, her dress on the floor, smiling seductively at me.
“I knew I didn’t just hire you for your looks.”
I avert my eyes and quickly grab a rag to mop up the water.
“Uh, Mrs. Parks, if that’s all you needed…”
She steps closer, and I notice she’s wearing perfume. She reaches out and gently slips two fingers below my chin in a caress that lifts my gaze so I’m staring into her eyes, which are filled with lust like some sort of female predator.
Despite being the rather ruthless alpha that she is, and approaching fifty, Beatrice is actually quite good looking for her age, and I know many guys who would find this scenario hot as hell. I, however, am not one of them.
I want her niece.
“There was more I had in mind,” she whispers in a voice I guess she thinks is sexy but comes off as more like she’s trying to sound like she’s starring in a porno.
She shakes her chest, causing her breasts to jiggle. I’m a guy, so my eyes just automatically go to them out of pure reflex.
“Nice, aren’t they? They do this new fat transfer procedure that just makes them look so natural.”
“Miss Parks, you’re my employer, and I just think we shouldn’t–”
“I saw you talking with my niece out there,” she says, her voice suddenly tense. “She’s never had a boyfriend. Did you know that?”
An excitement awakens inside me. My cock grows even harder, having absolutely nothing to do with the naked woman in front of me attempting to seduce me.
“And us older women, we’re just so much more comfortable in our sexuality, you know? We’re the ones you want to be with. Not some young, inexperienced little girl.”
This is not how today was supposed to go. I was supposed to be at least talking with Sky, not stuck in a scenario with my employer that could potentially cost me my job.
I look up into her eyes, flashing down at me as she squats down over my legs, her lips glistening with gloss.
“So what’ll it be, handsome?”