Lately Aubrey had had trouble controlling her thoughts when she visited her friend, Delia. Delia's stepfather had just gotten back from a business trip in Europe that kept him away for three months. Shortly after he left, Aubrey had met Delia and the two had become very close, spending nearly every other day at each other's houses. When Scott came home, things changed a little.
Stepping into the kitchen, Scott greeted Delia and her mom, and Delia introduced Aubrey. Aubrey couldn't help but stare as the delicious man took her hand and smiled. He was hot as fuck, with a rugged look. The kind that reminded Aubrey of the hot mechanic who had just fixed her breaks last week. Audrey wondered what Delia's stepdad could fix for her.
As the months passed on, the weather became colder and Aubrey started staying with Delia nightly instead of braving the freshly fallen two feet of snow that constantly plagued week after week. Aubrey had been taking the opportunity to find out a little more about Scott, and didn't hesitate to fantasize about him when she took the occasional bath. More than once she had considered approaching him, seeing if she could coax him, but she remained aloof.
Fortunately, she didn't really have to do much work. The Baxters had just wrapped up a large dinner party, and Mrs. Baxter had just gone up to bed. Delia and Aubrey sat up and talked about Delia's lame ass boyfriend, Michael. Aubrey was single, but she enjoyed listening to Delia complain while Aubrey daydreams of fucking the man in the next room. Eventually, Delia went to sleep and Aubrey tiptoed downstairs to sneak another glass of wine leftover from the dinner.
She poured the glass and set the bottle down. She grinned, but nearly yelped when a light came on in the kitchen. Scott stood there in satin pajama pants, smirking at her.
"Sneaking another glass?"
Aubrey bit her lip. 'Fuck.' she thought. "Just one. It's really good."
Scott smiled. "Of course it is. But you, young lady, are only 18, correct?"
She nodded reluctantly. She expected a scolding but Scott moved toward her. She noticed how much more muscle could be seen now, and she didn't ignore the desire that crossed her mind.
Scott tsked. "It wouldn't do well if Mrs. Baxter found out. She is fond of her wine."
Aubrey began to apologize but he cut her off. "I'm willing to keep silent of course. But it's gonna cost you." He moved his hand and Aubrey thought she saw his cock outlined by the fabric.
"Cost me?"
"Oh yes," he got closer, his erection definitely visible now. "You see, I can't help but watch you when you come over. You're absolutely fucking gorgeous. And your body.." he trailed off, looking at her. She suddenly became aware of her shirt hanging off her shoulders and the shorts just covering her ass. She bit her lip and adjusted a little.
