This is the true story of my adventures into adulthood with an older man. Names and places have been changed to protect the identities of the people involved.
To begin let me describe myself. My name is Nicole. I am a total geek but I'm the only person who would describe myself that way. Others, particularly men, see me as a purely sexual object. I have light brown hair with natural blonde highlights, dark blue eyes, d cup breast, and a natural hourglass figure.
As usual I was in my room pretending to be a total slut by doing a strip tease to a new and bad disco song called "Blurred Lines." I know it was cheesy but I was the biggest virgin anyone had ever met and I thought it was really sexy. I didn't hear the knocking at my door and as I was beginning to shimmy out of my tank top I heard someone clear their throat behind me.
I turned around to see my dads handsome business partner gale standing in the doorway with an unusually relaxed look on his face. I lunged for my computer to turn off the awful music and stumbled in the heels I was unaccustomed to wearing with my already 5'9 frame.
"Okay now he was close, tried to domesticate you. But you're an animal baby it's in your nature."
I regained my balance and hit the pause button while turned around to look at gale again. He still hadn't said anything. He cleared his throat once again and looked at my bare stomach. I quickly pilled the flimsy tank top back over my tanned stomach and realized I was standing in front of him in nothing but pink panties, a pink and white striped bra, a white see through tank top, and black wedges. I knew I looked like a total skank and was mortified.
"I'm surprised Nicole." That was all he said then I saw him look over my entire while I stood there dumbfound. "Your mom wanted me to tell you that dinner's ready. I suggest you put on something nice. There's a man downstairs with his teenage son and your father wants to buy his company." With that he walked away and I was still too shocked to register what he had said for a good minute.
I quickly ran to my closet and fished out my simple black dress that stopped right above my knees. It was much more conservative than what gale had just seen me in.
I walked downstairs and composed myself before entering the dining room. I scanned over the room and saw the only available seat was coincidently next to gale. I sat down and he looked over at me and smirked. I did my best to ignore him and my mother quickly provided a distraction. "Nicole will be attending Brown university in that fall, she applied early acceptance actually. We are very proud of her."
"Oh, yes, of course, as you should be. Brian will be attending Vanderbilt next year." That man sitting across from me said gesturing towards his pimple ridden son. "So, Nicole what is it that you want to major in exactly?"
"Political science, " I said while playing with the peas left on my plate.
"Aw a lawyer, eh? Lotta money in that, can't go wrong. Be a divorce lawyer, that where the money really is."
"I'll consider it," I said as cooly as possible not wanting to start a debate about wanting to be an environmental lawyer.
I spent the next 40 minutes listening to uninteresting business talk as the boy across from my attempted to play footsie with me under the table and failed miserably. I had no desire to be the center of Brian's attention. Then I felt a blanket of air passing my legs as a kick was swiftly delivered by gale to Brian's shin as my father was making polite conversation with the young boy. His face screwed up in an attempt to mask the pain he was obviously in. I looked into Gale's dark green eyes and delivered my own smirk and a silent thank you.
"Is everyone done?" My mother asked as she looked over the table making sure her food had not gone unappreciated. We all said yes and graciously thanked her for the meal.
"Nicole," my father looked at me with a stern expression. "Please take Brian to the living room, the adults have some business to attend to."
"Of course," I said as I lead the way with Brian following closely behind me.
"Your house is pretty awesome," Brain said as he sat down a little too close to me on the coach.
"Thank you."
The next thing I knew Brian had leaned over and was slowly tracing his finger from my knee to the hem of my dress, which had ridden up to my mid thigh. I looked at him, took his had, and placed it in his own lap.
"I really don't think so," I said and patted his hand like he was a child.
"I think so." Brian immediately grabbed my thigh and squeezed hard. I let out a cry and knew that there would be a bruise. He leaned over and stuck his tongue in my mouth while he kept a firm grasp on my thigh. I hit the side of his head and he stopped to look at me like I was crazy.
"Did you just hit me?"
Now it was my turn to look and him like he was crazy and stupid. "Yes I did you neanderthalic pig." My mouth had never gotten into trouble before because I rarely spoke up, but I saw a flash in his eyes and I knew I was in trouble. Before I knew what had happened I felt an intense stinging on the side of my face. He had slapped me and he was quickly pulling up my dress.
"HELP!" I yelled as loud as I could before Brian put his hand over my mouth. I pounded on his chest trying to get him off of me, but it had no effect on him.
"Get off of her!" Gale screamed as he was the first to enter the room. He grabbed Brian and threw him off of me. Brian stood up and looked tiny standing next to Gale's 6'4 frame and broad chest.
"Get out of my house," my mom said with flames dancing in her eyes.
My dad was escorting the pair out the front door as Brian's father was talking. "Boys will be boys after all Keith. He meant no harm."
"The deal's off. Enjoy your company spiraling downward without me." My dad said as he closed the door in the duos face. "I'm going to bed," my dad looked at me while grabbing his scotch from the bar.
I watched as my mother followed him towards their bedroom while telling Gale she was sorry the evening had ended so abruptly.
"Did you guys need to make that deal?" I asked Gale in a voice barely above a whisper.
"Not really. It would have made us a couple hundred grand if we got the company back up and running to the state it was in a year ago, nothing major. Your dad was actually doing the guy a huge favor." Gale looked at me and saw that I was about to burst into tears. "Listen," he said as he pulled me into him with his arms around me, "it's not your fault he was an ass." I nodded my head and let the tears fall freely onto his suit.
"I'm sorry," I said as I finally pulled myself away from Gale. I wiped my tears off his shoulder and he clasped my hand.
"Don't beat yourself up. You can't control a horny teenage boy. Walk me to my car?" I nodded and opened the front door for him and slowly walked towards his new black mustang convertible.
I grinned when I saw it. "Midlife crisis much?" I smiled through my tear ridden eyes and looked up at him.
"I'm only 38."
"No actually you're 41. I don't blame you though I'm going to start taking off years when I hit 35." I was still smiling at him.
He smiled back at me and took a step towards me. "Goodnight Nicolette," he said as he planted a single kiss on my forehead. He pulled away from me, got into his car, and pulled out of the circular driveway.
"Goodnight." I said to myself as I watched the lights from his car disappear.
"Wake up." I opened my eyes at the ungodly hour of 9 a.m. on a Saturday during the summer.
"What?" I looked over at my mom with the most hateful look I could possibly muster.
"Your dad and I are leaving tomorrow to go to Nashville and see your aunt. We'll be gone for a week. I told you about this multiple times Sophia."
"It's Nicole. So why exactly am I up right now?"
"Oh, yes forget about my sweet Sophia she's now Nicole. But anyway your dad and I decided we're going to stay at a hotel tonight in the city so we don't have to wake up as early to catch our flight. We're taking the boat out and we wanted you to come and drive it back tonight while we stay in the city."
"Sure, give me 15 minutes to get ready."
"You have 10 and don't forget to grab breakfast," my mom said admiring herself in my mirror before she left my room.
I stripped as fast as I could and paused a moment to admire my own body in the mirror. I had a toned stomach and could barely see the definition of a six pack beginning to form. Then I looked up and stared at my breast. They were d cups and I was extremely proud of them. They stayed up on their own without the help of a bra and they had cute little pink nipples directly in the middle of each of them. My friends called them porn star tits without the plastic surgery.
I dragged myself away from the mirror and grabbed my new bikini. It was olive green and complimented my dark skin tone. I pulled it on and glanced at the clock on my bedside table while slipping on my favorite pair of sunglasses. Only three minutes left before I had to be outside. I grabbed a pink tube top coverup and slid on a pair of black flip flops. I ran downstairs to the kitchen and grabbed a banana before running outside to the car. I had beaten my mom and felt extremely accomplished.
"Good morning," my dad said actually smiling, "know where your mom is by chance?"
"Somewhere in the castle," I said smiling at my dad while he laughed at my oldest joke about the mansion that was our house.
"You should be thankful for what you have," he was looking over his sunglasses at me with his clear blue eyes so unlike my own dark blue ones.
"I will never understand why three people need over 6,000 square feet."
"Nicole, your mom and I enjoy our home. You can decide what you want to live in after you get a job and own your own house."
"Sorry it took my so long!" My mom exclaimed sporting a huge beach tote bag that probably contained half of her bathroom. "I couldn't find the sunscreen anywhere then I remembered it was in the kitchen!" My mom looked at us and flashed her biggest gron.
"You're the only one who needs it Liz," my dad said as he got into the car.
The drive to the lake took about an hour and we listened to music the entire way there. The second we pulled in I saw Gale's car and him leaning on the bumper.
He was wearing plaid swim trunks and had on a light blue collared shirt without any of the bottons done. After that initial observation I noticed that he had the sleeves of the shirt rolled up and he had a six pack. I never knew it was possible for a man over 35 to have a flat stomach much less a six pack. He had his hands tucked into the pockets of his trunks and my dad pulled into the spot next to him.
"Wanna help me get the boat in the water?" My dad asked Gale and he nodded his head.
My mom and I got out of the car and headed towards the bathroom that was set up in the middle of the park. She opened the door and we were greeted with an empty building.
She stood in front of the mirror and reapplied her red lipstick as I stood there and watched her. I always believed one of the tackiest things in life was ugly women wearing red lipstick but my mom was absolutely beautiful. Her natural hair color was black but she dyed it blonde religiously. She green eyes that turned blue when she was sick. "Please tell me you didn't wear that skimpy green bikini," she said turning to me and looking at my shoulders that showed the straps of my bikini.
"Of course I did." I looked at her trying to register what was wrong with it.
