Friday morning, 8:05 AM...on his way home...
Mace Belmont had to clear his thoughts awhile after what Dakota McKellen did in touching his sweat pants directly over his erection. What was going on with that girl? Yesterday she kissed him in his truck after dropping her and sister Sable off at school. Today she foregoes the kiss but pats his cock?
"What the hell?"
That was all he could vocalize. Sure he liked it, he was a horny teenager himself at 19, quite the stud up here in Nashville compared to his native Atlanta. In the week that he had been here Mace had tapped three cheerleaders, toyed with a couple more, and seen things a normal newcomer to the neighborhood might never witness. For starters catching his own Aunt Piper having bi-sexual interaction with her hot neighbor Josie McKellen, mother of the twins Sable and Dakota. That was on his first day in town. First ten minutes!
His Aunt being the free spirit she had recently become even stripped him out back by her pool in front of everyone trying to embarrass him. Not really, Mace was made of tougher material than that. Then, over the following days he witnessed Josie and her husband Henry fucking late at night in their front yard trying to act like kids again. That was hot!
Mace having his sights on crazy hot Milf Josie only amplified his need to bare witness. The twins? While a bit awkward in their early stages of discovering their sexuality teased him, he teased back. It was a game of he saw, she saw, Mace finally sending a picture of his dick to the girls, Josie included. That went over very well. He was the man.
His rule ended last night when Henry McKellen destroyed his Aunt for over two hours straight. Almost jealous of the guy bringing out the best in Piper he found himself next door walking right on in just as Henry had. He knew Dakota was home alone so his intention was to go in and kiss her just to see her reaction. Finding her nude on her bed masturbating he froze and watched until the untimely arrival of her Mother. Hiding in Josie's bedroom out of sight he was locked in and had to deal with secretly watching Josie touch herself as well from her balcony while watching her husband devastate Piper. This was like some overexaggerated soap opera on Pornhub. Not that he was really complaining. Pornhubby?
"Holy crap! I forgot about the cable guy coming. I better get home fast. I miss him there goes HBO and good TV reception, internet too. Better still the porn channels we can watch tomorrow night while Piper goes out on her date. I hope Dakota shows, but after what she did with that Angus guy I'm chopped liver I think. Maybe I should invite Lily...oh wait busy I forgot. Tina? There's always other cheerleaders I haven't had yet. Fuck! They won't come over if Travis is there he would weird them out. I give up, just go with it. Worst case I get stuck with just Travis...unless he goes over to see Sable. All these bitches and I feel like I'll be home alone." Cue the Macaulay Culkin aftershave slap! There was always Rotten wanting to play tug of war. So not the same.
A side trip through a McDonald's for breakfast burritos forced him in line until 8:19 before pulling on to the street. He was hungry so the risk was minimal, he was pushing and exceeding the speed limit in getting home. Reaching Hooter's Crossing housing division he took the corners sharply until seeing Piper's home. Outside on the street sat a Comcast van, at the front door ringing the doorbell a...
"Whoa! The cable guy is a girl. Latina even...nice!" Pulling into the driveway just as the girl gave up after hearing only Rotten barking on the other side, Mace pressed his truck horn to get her attention. As she paused on the sidewalk to witness his Dodge Ram come to a stop and shut off she awaited communication.
"Fuck! She has huge tits. She makes Aunt Piper look tiny. How the heck do skinny girls get blessed with such huge honkers?" That required another honk of his horn. He was horny after all.
Hopping down from his truck Mace played it suave lifting his sunglasses to check her out first before saying, "Ran late I had to take some friends to school. Thanks for hanging around."
"No problem. I know the address is right but you don't look like a Piper Cherry." She smirked.
"My Aunt. That's her house I'm just here for a few months...unless something keeps me here." He eyes her from head to toe.
"I see. Well, my name is Francesca but you may call me Franky."
"Hanky Franky." He chuckled trying to be cute. By the glint in her eye she thought he was too. "I expected some old guy with a pot belly, not a sexy hot Latina."
"Same here I expected a hot blond with yoga expectations."
"That's Aunt Piper. Nail on the head." Speaking of heads, his tent was saying a stern 'Hey Chica!" She noticed, impossible not to. "Come on in I'll show you...what needs to be hooked up." In his mind he recited, "I wanna hook up with Franky here. Damn!" Following him was easy, her eyes checking out his buns, Francesca Torres seemed intrigued.
Franky had muscular legs in her 5'6 height, her golden brown skin almost glowing in the sunlight. Raven hair although under a ballcap had a long braided tail down the middle of her back that could easily be used as a bullwhip. Perhaps a Matadora? She did know bull when she heard it. So far this young man was not hurling much at her. Wearing a blue button down shirt the top three buttons undone offering only a hint of massive cleavage, she kept herself sexually in check. Black shorts to her knees although unattractive kept her looking professional. At 25 she had it going on...her way.
Entering first Mace pushed Rotten away to prevent him scaring Francesca. She was fearless, no worries there. "Your dog is mucho handsome."
"He's a stud. Don't worry he won't bite. Big baby unless someone ruins his day. You should have seen him chasing the neighbor guy around the pool yesterday for being a dick. Guy jumped in the pool to get away from him. Laughed my ass off."
"You have a pool?" She lets herself explore after petting Rotten to calm him of her presence. He took to her with very little resistance, Mace releasing the dog for good behavior. Stepping to the French doors Franky admired the pool, "It is a very nice pool."
"Awesome on these hot Nashville days. I'd say go for a swim but I know you have a busy day."
"Tempting. I have no swimsuit even if I wished to take you up on it. Thank you for the offer."
"My Aunt has like fifty bikini's in her closet." He hinted. Wincing at him she wags an index finger to ward him off. Primarily because his boasting erection was wagging back at her. It was difficult for her not to notice and still remain professional.
"You are very persuasive. Tell me what I must do." She eyes the 80' TV in the living room.
"Well, first you undress and choose a bikini..."
"Concerning your cable Senor...?" She shook her head smirking then realized she didn't know his name.
"Oh, my name's Mace. Mace Belmont. Piper's my Mom's sister."
"A very strong name...Mace."
"Big ball with spikes attached to a really long, thick handle." He laughs, "Sorry, I shouldn't be flirting. You have a job to do. I'm sure I'm too young for you. 19 here?"
"Flirting is never a bad thing if coming from both parties."
"You're flirting?"
"I try not too. In your case...perhaps. I am 25. Let us agree to pause until I get some work done? I do indeed have a full schedule."
"Right! Anyways...Piper wants a box out here, in her bedroom, my room upstairs, and in her gym slash office."
"Wireless I will not need boxes in each room. I will install pods to circulate the internet signal upstairs. No basement?"
"Nope. Just two floors."
Looking about for existing cable outlets she realizes the connection is behind the 80'TV itself. On her knees exploring for it her shorts tightened over her ass cheeks making Mace grit his teeth. Knowing very well he was behind her checking her out Franky lowered her chest to the carpet for a promising doggy style pose. Smiling to herself for being a tease she grew invested in seeing where this chance meeting might lead. Doing her job was more fun when there was someone admiring her.
"There you are my evasive Amigo." She eyes the outlet through the TV's stand where her Blu-ray player, stereo, and other components resided. "You must assist me in getting behind the TV."
"Already behind you." He chuckles.
"This I am aware. You make my job most difficult Senor Mace."
"How's that?"
"The outlet is not so easily reached."
"From my angle I can reach it just fine." He had his hand under his sweats stroking his cock. His idea of outlet was her holes if he got those shorts off of her. She had a hunch that he was touching himself.
"I will need very long cable."
"Right here." He whipped his sweats over his cock wagging it toward her ass as if trying to spank her with it from a standing position. Ignoring him the best she could she grinned to herself. Let him have his fun while she did all the work. And Travis Herbert was the neighborhood Pervert?
Rearing up on her knees with her back to him she removes the ballcap from her head and tosses it on the coffee table. Deciding to peer over her shoulder to catch him stroking his cock she notes him standing there arms folded, tent still high. Disappointed that she missed his endeavor she just smiles at him. "I will be back in a few moments I must get equipment from my van. If you would please move things on the television stand so that I may reach under and connect wires. We will need to run HMI cables as well to the TV."
"Right HIM cables. Got it." He winks.
"HMI not HIM. You are toying with me Senor Mace."
"Going to pack up and leave?"
"Why would I do such a thing? I am here to serve." She winks back as she rises to her feet and greets Rotten who had been pacing about watching. "You will stay here and stand guard?" Rotten woofs once and lets her step around Mace, sheepishly grinning as she brushed up against his arm. Franky was having as much fun as he was, just not as openly.
Leaving the house Mace chuckles, "Fuck she smells good. How do I get her in the pool?" He eyed the swimming pool through the glass doors. "Maybe if I lay a few bikini's out she might take the hint. I can tell she's curious."
