That Smell Pt 5

Justin saw Betty drive away, he wasted no time tracking down his 4 younger brothers, he instructed them to leave the walkway from the shop, but he wanted them to remove all the weeds in the area around the rocky firepit. He gave them $40 each if they could get it done tonight. The brothers nodded their approval and got to work.

Justin drove back to the school, Isabelle was busy running the stairs in the stadium when he returned.

"Your mom was very happy to borrow the SUV. It's only a few years old. I think she will like it." Justin told Isabelle.

Isabelle took a quick brake to catch her breath. "Yeah. She has asked my dad a few times about getting a newer car. But fat chance. He barely makes enough money to keep us afloat. I hear them argue about money all the time. My mom wants to get a part time job. But he refuses." Isabelle explained before she took off running again.

After their two hours of running and exercise were completed, they walked back to the gym. It was much quieter than normal. Justin had late practice again so there was about a 2-hour window in between after school weightlifting, track practice, and then when he returned for football.

Isabelle stopped at the door to the women's locker room. "You know. In the last few weeks. I have been the only one to use the locker room. Never seen another sole in here." Isabelle smiled and walked inside. The door banged behind her.

Justin took this to mean she wanted him to enter.

"You know. I have always wondered what the girls locker room looked like." Justin laughed as he pushed the door open.

He turned and locked the door with a flick of his hands before he followed the astonished Isabelle inside.

"It was a joke. You can't be in here." Isabelle laughed, playfully smacked Justin on the chest, and walked backwards.

"Oh no. There is a naked boy in here. All the girls should run." Justin called out to the empty locker room.

"There's no one here. I told you." Isabelle laughed as she stopped at her locker.

"How about you act like I'm not here. You can't see me. You can't here me." Justin smiled as he walked around.

"Really? Are you a ghost or something?" Isabelle stated as she pulled her items from her locker and set them on the nearby bench.

"You could say that. But just act naturally. I'm not here." Justin stated as he sat on the bench next to Isabelle's belongings.

"Well in that case. I slowly take off my clothes right here." Isabelle described as she pulled her shorts off.

"I then walk to the showers and turn them on. I always have to wait so long for the water to get hot enough." Isabelle smiled as she turned them on and ran back to her locker.

"Then I take all my clothes off." Isabelle teased as she pulled her two sports bra's over her head, her massive EE cup tits bounced free and hung there. Inches from Justin's face.

"Then it's time for my panties." Isabelle teased as she turned around, pointed her ass at Justin, bent over and slowly slid them down to her ankles.

Justin's eyes were taking in the sight of Isabelle's naked body. It was the first time he had ever seen her without a stitch of clothes on. A few days ago, he saw her naked except for a pair of sock and running shoes.

"But I also need to make sure my items are arranged. Then get my towel ready." Isabelle teased as she moved in front of Justin.

Justin pulled his legs up from the floor or else Isabelle's naked legs would have hit them. Her naked tits were inches from his face.

"I bring my own soap and shampoo. The stuff they have here is terrible." Isabelle teased as she picked up her items and walked to the hot water.

Justin was feeling a bit warm. Isabelle had turned on two shower heads on the wall and two shower heads from the aluminum post. They all pointed into the same spot. Isabelle walked to the spot where all 4 nozzles were aimed. It was like she had stepped into a massive waterfall. Her naked body was sprayed from all angles.

Justin stood up and walked to the short wall that separated the tiled shower areas from the locker areas.

"The biggest problem with no other girls in here. No one can help me wash my back. What a pain." Isabelle teased as she looked at Justin.

Justin stripped naked in a flash. Isabelle didn't ask and she didn't need to. She giggled as his naked body dove into the shower, and he wrapped his arms around her. Kissing her, her naked breasts pressing against his chest and his boner prodding her thigh.

"Hey hey. You are not here. And if you are not here. You can soap up my back. But nothing else." Isabelle warned Justin as she handed him the body wash and a cloth.

Justin washed, scrubbed, and did as Isabelle asked. After she had washed her hair, she stepped out to dry it off.

"Oh, silly me. I only have one towel." Isabelle stated as she looked at the naked and wet Justin.

She quickly dried off and got dressed. Justin had not been paying attention. He was still naked, and his clothes were on the floor.

"Are you going to get dressed and take me home?" Isabelle giggled as she looked at Justin.

"Why? I planned on walking to my locker room like this. Did you want to come watch?" Justin teased as he picked up his shoes and clothes.

"No way you would do that. Teachers, girls. Someone could see you?!" Isabelle hissed.

"Go outside. I will be out in the hall in a second." Justin smiled.

The entrance for the boys and girls locker rooms were only about 25 feet apart. They had a small Sports Medicine trainer office that was in the middle between the two large rooms. Since they didn't have a key. Justin would have to walk out in the main hallway and then back inside the boys locker room.

"I got to see this." Isabelle laughed as she carried her two bags with her into the hallway.

Sure enough. 5 seconds after Isabelle went out, stood in the hallway, and waited. Justin appeared, naked, smiling, and carrying his belongings. Justin even stopped in the middle of the hallway unashamed.

"See. No one is ever here at this time." Justin smiled, spread his full hands apart and wiggled his boner at Isabelle.

Isabelle laughed as Justin turned his naked butt towards her, wiggled that a bit, and then slowly walked into the boys locker room. It didn't take him very long to shower and get dressed before meeting Isabelle outside again.

"If I had a cell phone. That stunt. I would have recorded it. You have a very nice butt." Isabelle stated.

"You know. 1 month ago. You would have screamed and ran for the hills if you saw me naked. You would never have stood there looking at my penis or ass. Let alone talk about it." Justin smiled as they walked to the parking lot.

"Oh, don't think I am not aware of my behavior. Something has changed. I think I know what it was. But I also know I don't want to stop." Isabelle smiled at Justin.

The parking lot was empty. Betty was not there waiting for Isabelle.

"I guess that means I should give you a ride home." Justin smiled and looked at Isabelle.

"I think you have to. A real gentleman would." Isabelle smiled back as she walked to the passenger side of his truck.

Once she climbed inside Justin ran to the driver's side and climbed in. Isabelle was not seated in the truck as normal. She was lying on her chest. Her massive tits squished into the seat. Justin climbed in as Isabelle was pulling off her shirt and bra.

"Correct me if I am wrong. But if I suck your dick while you drive. Is that called road head?" Isabelle asked in a sexy voice.

"Yes. But you don't have to be topless to do it?" Justin responded as he closed his door behind him.

"I know. But if I'm topless. Then I have no choice but to keep my head down. If I sit up. The whole world will see my tits." Isabelle stated as she pulled Justin's hard cock from his pants.

"What has gotten into you?" Justin was teased.

"I know. Right? I used the computer at school to look this up. But also, I watched a video about how to give a really good blow job. The TA left her computer on in between classes. If the computers are tracked. She's in trouble." Isabelle giggled as she slid the head of Justin's cock in her mouth.

Justin moaned as Isabelle used her mouth and hand to give him a blow job and hand job at, he same time. "If I go really fast. Do you think you could flood my mouth twice? You know. Could you do it two times in a row?" Isabelle giggled as she sucked Justin's cock again.

Justin hadn't even started the truck yet and he was nearly there. He waited and waited until Isabelle stated, "You should be driving. Please drive. I really want you to."

Justin had to focus, he started the truck and drove slowly. Very cautiously and obeyed all the traffic laws. A few times Justin saw Isabelle raise her foot up from below the windows. Anyone looking at the right time would see her foot sticking up. He made sure to remind her to keep her foot down. She nodded as she sucked and jerked his cock.

"Nearly there babe." Justin moaned.

Isabelle doubled her efforts to suck and stroke. Justin flooded her mouth, and she swallowed repeatedly. "Oh. Oh. Oh." Justin repeated as Isabelle giggled.

Justin looked down to see Isabelle had spit a few drops into her hand. She rubbed his semen and her spit mixture all over her tits and neck. She had done this a few times before.

"We are nearly to your house." Justin reminded me of Isabelle.

Isabelle pulled her bra on, her shirt on, and sat up moments before they pulled into the driveway of her house. Greg and Betty were standing on the front porch arguing. They both had a red face and stopped arguing when Justin stopped.

He got out, opened the passenger door, and Isabelle climbed out with a smile. She walked to the front door where Betty gave her a hug, paused for a moment looking at Isabelle, and then Isabelle went inside. Greg followed Isabelle inside.

Justin turned to walk around his truck.

"One second young man." Betty sternly stated as she walked up to Justin.

"The fire pit will be done tonight. My brother's cleared it all. What time should I expect your visit?" Justin smiled.

"My daughter Isabelle. I know that odor. Did she? Was she?" Betty smiled and stuttered.

"Yes. She gave me road head on the way here. She is pretty good at it. I think it was only her third time. But I have a feeling. You are much more accomplished. The drive here took 10 minutes. How long do you think you would take?" Justin laughed.

"10 o'clock. And I will make you blow in less than 5." Betty stated as she smiled, turned, and walked away.

"That's a bet. And I will hold out. You think about the wager. And what I get when I win." Justin called back to Betty.

Betty stopped at the door, she turned to look at Justin, smiled, and flipped the back of her short dress up. Her naked legs and ass on full display. She wasn't wearing bubble gum pink G-string anymore.

Justin smiled as Betty closed the door.

Justin had practice, work, and he needed to regain as much of his energy as he could before 10 o'clock. His house was about 1/2 mile from his dad's shop. Not a big deal. But his loud truck that late at night. His parents would hear it.

After practice, Justin drove to the garage/work and talked with his dad. The fire pit, party area, and his grandparents' house.

"Yeah. No one is here after like 5 pm most nights. If you and some people want to hang out. That's fine. You know where the hose is if the fire gets out of hand. The house? It's mostly empty. We had a big estate sale. The only thing left is trash. Why do you ask?" Justin's dad asked.

"Well. I'm not sure how you will take this. But my buddies and me. We will go drink down by the pond a few times here and there. No driving of course. But it's getting cold, and the girls don't want to go down there. I was hoping I could kind of turn the house into a party spot. We will keep it low key. No crazy stuff, nothing to embarrass you or bring the cops." Justin asked a bit worriedly.

"Yeah. That's fine. Nothing your mom and I didn't do when we were your age or younger. You will need to clean the place a bit. It smells like old people. We got the carpet cleaner in the garage and a bunch of cleaning supplies out there too. Justin's dad laughed as Justin looked a bit relieved.

"We won't bother you all. Not unless you give us a reason." Justin's dad stated with a stern look.

But Justin knew differently. His dad was very trusting, he had done crazy stuff as kids, probably at that same house. And Justin had never been in trouble with the cops or anyone. Let alone do anything stupid or crazy.

Justin didn't finish his work. Instead, he picked up the carpet cleaner, the cleaning supplies, and headed back to the house. His father gave him the only set of keys for the house. "Don't loose them." He stated with a wink as Justin ran out of the garage.

The house wasn't all that dirty. It did have an old person odor. Justin hired his 4 younger brothers again, paid them $40 each, and had them clean the bathrooms, kitchens, and dusty everything they could find. After he had repeatedly used the carpet cleaning machine on the carpets. It smelled a lot better.

Justin set up a few fans and a dehumidifier to dry the carpets faster. The place wasn't in bad shape. The main floor was mostly hardwood floors, real oak trim and lots of oak doors. The main entry way was massive, then the spiral type of staircase, but the best parts. The main living room and dining room. They were the majority of the main floor of the house.

Justin thought about adding a few chairs, a table, and a couch. The rooms being empty made them look even bigger. And that gave him the idea of having an after-Homecoming party there. Drinks, food, dancing, and more. It would be close. But Justin believed he could get it all set up.

The funniest part about the house was all the doors.

The hallways had huge hardwood doors that were very secure. But more than that. There was a door at the top of the spiral staircase. It was an odd location for a door, but it had a normal lock that required a key like the front door of the house. Justin thought it may have been installed like that to keep his parents from going upstairs or going downstairs and falling.

Justin had lost track of time. It was nearly 10 o'clock. And when he looked outside. He saw Betty had already parked her loaner Lincoln and was standing next to it in the parking lot.

Justin grabbed two camping chairs and carried them out the backdoor of the house, through the newly created path, and down to the fire pit. His brother's had done excellent work at uncovering everything. But they also took a few shortcuts. They didn't cut down anything that wasn't 100% necessary.

So, there was a path from the house, through the bushes, and to the fire pit. It is about a 200-foot-long path. But it was more of a tunnel. The overgrown bushes and vines were overhead as you walked through them. But so was the fire pit. There was about 20 feet of cleared space around the rocks.

They had pilled up about 20 wood pallets and then created another tunnel through the bushes towards the garage. Previously they could not have gotten close. The bushes and vines were so tall and thick. But now. There was easy access.

Justin set down the chairs, saw the piles of paper, a fire starter, and wooden pallets before he walked the other tunnel towards Betty.

"You are a bit early." Justin smiled as he walked through the parking lot.

"Sorry. I was a bit anxious. And I thought this was stupid. You are my daughter's boyfriend." Betty blushed.

"Why did you change? That was a very nice dress." Justin asked as he saw Betty was no longer wearing the sun dress.

"Oh. My husband Greg. We had an argument. And he said I was dressing too sexy." Betty stated as she moved a bit here and there. She was wearing the longer and less flattering flowery dresses they are handmade.

"Hmm. Well, if you ask me. There is nothing sexier than a confident woman wearing her favorite lingerie. But me, I like the lacy see through bras, garters, halters, and stockings. But also. My favorite is G-strings. I just can't explain it." Justin smiled as he watched Betty closely.

"Really? Me too. I mean. That is interesting." Betty blurted out and then recovered.

"Something about bubble gum pink. It just screams sex. I think you can say a lot about the color of lingerie a woman wears." Justin smiled as he took Betty's hand and walked back towards the fire pit.

"Me too! I always dress for the emotion I am feeling. What color do you attribute to each emotion?" Betty smiled and asked.

"White is shyness. Green and blue for a bit of fun, exhibition or flashing spirit. Red is for sex. The person is horny. Black is for hardcore. No limits. But pink. I think pink means take me. Take me now and don't talk." Justin explained as he kept his eyes on Betty.

As they neared the fire pit area. Betty stumbled. Was it because it was pitch black out? Or was it Justin's explanation about his theory of colors? Either way she sat down as Justin pilled on the pallets, newspaper, and started the fire.

It took only a few minutes, but the fire was going.

"Oh shoot. I forgot. I stopped at the store. Can you get the drinks from the SUV?" Betty asked as she handed Justin the keys.

"Sure." Justin stated as he got up.

"Oh. And my purse too. That is very important." Betty smiled. Her eyes glowed from the fire. Or was it really the fire?

Justin walked back to the car, grabbed the bag of drinks, he saw beer and chick drinks. But then he grabbed the purse. Remembering how Betty's eyes glowed made him worry. He looked inside to find 20 or so condoms. Glow in the dark, flavored, and different sizes. "Woah!" Justin thought.

Carrying the purse and the drinks he walked back to the fire. Betty was still there, in her seat. But she had taken the dress off. Now she was only wearing bubble gum pink lingerie and a huge smile. "Huh. Weird. Bubble gum pink lingerie?!" Betty stated with a big smile.

"I know. I saw it earlier when you spread your legs while climbing in and out of my truck." Justin laughed as he handed her the purse and bag of drinks.

"You like?" Betty smiled and looked down.

"Yes. I do like the outfit. Although. You took the G-string off earlier. Then you flashed me your ass. How about you stand up and show me the outfit for real now." Justin stated and sat down.

"Oh. You naughty boy. I knew I shouldn't have let you be around my Isabelle." Betty teased before she stood up.

Betty's massive tits strained the see through and delicate cloth of the bra. The garter and stockings were the sexiest thing Justin had ever seen. But Betty was without panties. Her smooth shaved pussy on full display.

"Is that a C section scar?" Justin pointed to the nearly naked Betty.

"Yeah. I had my girls all by C section." Betty giggled as Justin leaned out to touch it.

"Why did you lose the panties?" Justin asked.

"Well. They were so wet. They didn't stop my pussy of leaking. It has been so hot lately. Really hot. And I took them off. I had hoped Greg would eat my pussy. But he keeps holding out on me. We got into a big argument about a month ago. And since then. He said I can go fuck anyone I wanted. I decided it was going to be you." Betty whimpered, explained, and then stared at Justin.

"Oh. Lucky me." Justin teased back as they drank their beers.

"But I also know you are dating Isabelle. Will that be a problem?" Betty asked.

"Nope. Not for me. I got lots of stamina to go around." Justin laughed.

"Yeah. I smelled your stamina on her when she got home. I hope you got more in your tank. For me." Betty teased as she placed the empty grocery bag on the ground in front of Justin.

Betty knelt on the bag, she untied Justin's sweatpants, and Justin helped her slide them down to his ankles.

"Ah. I am right. I saw this earlier. Nice, long, and thick. I have been with Greg the pencil dick for so many years. Never ever did he scratch my itch if you know what I mean." Betty laughed as she lowered her head.