Accidental Union

After Nancy and Nina left for their appointment I felt empty inside. I needed a plan; one that would keep Nancy and the momentum on my side; but my mind was cluttered with thoughts. What I really needed was some fresh air, move around, and maybe something would come to me.

The lake, I thought, it's the perfect place to clear my head. I could catch a few fish and surprise her with a late lunch. That would surely put her in a good mood.

The gated community was built on a huge lake and it was basically in my backyard. I made my way down to the boathouse, grabbed my gear, and rowed my way out a ways.

I leaned back in my boat and stared at the sky for some time until I finally cast my line. It was an extremely good day, I caught thirteen fish and threw back ten. I figured I would prepare and cook three in case Nina wanted to stay and have lunch with us. I rowed back in and headed toward the house.

"Hi," I heard; a girl's voice coming from across the waist high stone wall.

What should I do; any interaction with the neighbors puts my relationship with Nancy in jeopardy.

"Wait up," she called out.

I ignored her and kept walking.

"Kevin, wait up," she yelled.

What the fuck; how did she know my name? I asked myself. Now I have to acknowledge her so I stopped, turned and said hi.

She was absolutely beautiful, long black hair that blew gingerly in the light breeze, deep blue eyes, and close to the same build as Nancy. She wore a black bikini with a one string top that disappeared behind her back and reminded me of the Lone Ranger's mask but without the peep holes, and a short black mesh skirt that covered her hips.

"I'm Brenda," she announced giggling as my eyes gave away my approval.

"Kevin," I said snapping out of my trance.

"I know," she giggled. "You're mom told me all about you before you arrived."

"Really," I remarked wondering what and how much Nancy had told her about me.

"Don't worry it was nothing bad but she did brag about you're good looks and swimming skills," she said.

"Thanks," I told her still wondering how much she actually knew about me.

"I saw you out on the lake," she said changing the focus.

"Yeah, I was just catching a few fish for lunch,"

I told her as I held up the three I caught.

"Oh, I love fish," she said excitedly. "But...I've never actually caught any," she added shrugging her shoulders.

"It's really not that difficult," I disclosed.

"Maybe you can show me one day," she said.

Alright," I said contradicting my own judgments.

"Really, when?" she asked smiling and excited.

"Well..." I started and a little shocked.

"Sorry, it's just that I've never fished before and may never get another chance," she confessed.

"I understand," I told her.

"Great!" she exclaimed standing there smiling at me. "So you'll teach me?" she asked.

"How old are you?" I asked curiously.

"Why?"

"I don't want your father coming after me with a shotgun if I took out an underage girl on a sea voyage without written consent," I pressed. The last thing I needed in my life was some crazy parent accusing me of molesting a minor.

She smiled, "I'm nineteen...I'm attending college." "Satisfied?" she asked giggling.

"Okay, I'll take you out on the lake and teach you how to fish," I said.

"You think you'll do it this summer?" she asked raising her shoulders and smirking.

"Sure, this week, maybe next," I answered.

"You'll come over and get me then?"

"Sure, I'll come over and get you."

"Then it's a date," she stated happily.

"Sure," I said though I didn't mean an actual date.

"Okay then," she said as she turned and walked away.

I watched as Brenda walked away as any male would. She turned and smiled and I acknowledged her with a wave and a smile of my own. I still couldn't help wondering what she knew about me.

Now in the kitchen I prepped the fish for a late lunch. Once I was done with the fish I started on a fresh garden salad with vegetables Nancy picked up from the local farmer's market.

Time passed by quickly and before I knew it they were home.

"Back here," I shouted as I heard the chime of

the door and bright laughter.

"Kevin," Nina shouted.

I walked around the island and met them at the other end of the kitchen.

"Well what do you think?" Nancy asked.

Nancy was beautiful in all facets of the imagination; I couldn't take my eyes off of her.

"He's not saying anything; maybe he's gay," Nina remarked as I just stared.

"He's not gay," Nancy giggled.

"You're beautiful...um...the both of you," I finally said trying not to give Nancy too much of my attention.

"Well, you must be excited to see one of us...unless you're into threesomes," she remarked looking downward toward my trunks.

"Nina!" Nancy exclaimed tapping Nina lightly on her arm.

"Well...it's hard, no pun intended, not to notice; but I've never seen him that excited to see me before," she said pushing the envelope as she looked me over.

"Nina!" Nancy repeated.

"No common blood flows through our veins. I can have my way with him; but you on the other hand...you better behave yourself," she directed her remark toward Nancy.

I don't think Nina knew about our relationship but I could tell her remark made Nancy a bit nervous.

"It's just a shame it has to go to waste," she said continuing to push the subject.

"Nina, I planned on cooking for you too, are you staying?" I asked as I desperately tried changing the subject from cocking to cooking.

"No thanks! I really believe what goes on between two people should stay between them...she started.

"Nothing's going on..." Nancy said.

"Well...he doesn't have a hard on for me; I'll see you two later," she said before as she gave me a wink and walked out the mudroom door.

"Bitch!" she exclaimed.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm going to take a shower," she said without emotion.

"I guess I'll start dinner then," I said.

Nancy was absolutely pissed and I couldn't blame her.

Surprisingly she returned in better spirits; I heard it in her voice as she asked, "Smells good; want help with anything?"

"Setting the table would help," I answered with my attention to the fish at hand.

"Got it," she remarked. "Can you believe the way Nina acted?" she asked.

"I don't think she knows anything," I answered.

"I don't either but she never said such things in my presence before,"

"That's Nina for you; always flirtatious,"

"So...she's flirted with you before?"

I laughed and ask, "Are you jealous?"

"Please, we've been through this already,"

"Sure, she's flirted with me before just not to that extent,"

"What do you mean?" she asked as she finished the table and put two plates in front of me.

"Well...she never pointed out my boner before," I replied honestly.

"The fish please," she demanded as she swallowed.

My eyes clung to her cleavage as she was wearing a very loose vertically stripped tee.

She cleared her throat, "Keep an eye on what you're doing."

I placed a fish in each plate, "Satisfied?"

She took the plates and headed for the table.

I turned to see what else she was wearing with that shirt; a pair of short cut off jeans that seemed impossible for her to fit in. It seemed a little weird that she would wear an outfit like that knowing it would get my blood boiling.

"Looks good," she coldly told me.

I sat across from her; she seemed upset again, I think my remarks about Nina flirting with me got to her. Could she really be jealous? I took a second chance at asking her out, "You want to go out tonight?"

"What took you so long?"

"I thought you didn't want to,"

"I changed my mind,"

"Why didn't you say so?"

"You're the man; figure it out,"

"We're not mind readers you know,"

"Well, just to be honest with you; we're going as friends. Just a plutonic night out; you're not getting lucky," she informed me. "Still up for it?" she asked.

I thought for a second trying to figure it all out.

"We don't have to..."

"No, I'm still up for it,"

"Good," she said smiling, "I'm going upstairs to get ready."

"Just leave everything I'll take care of it,"

"Thanks, give me twenty minutes or so,"

"Sure," I told her. I cleaned the dishes quickly.

Once upstairs I took a quick shower, shaved, donned some cologne, and dressed. I wanted it to be special so I dressed in black slacks, purple shirt, black leather oxford shoes, and a black tie. Once done I I I waited downstairs in the formal foyer. I sat on the white upholstered bench and occasionally looked up to see if she was on her way down.

Suddenly she appeared outside her bedroom. She was beautiful; dressed in a black high waist bandage mini skirt with a short half sleeve crop top, and black high strap sandals. Nancy smiled at me as my eyes followed her down the length of the balcony and down the formal curved but widening staircase. Her outfit was both sexy and classy showing just about four inches of her midsection. Accessorized in glimmering gold; she sported a heart medallion hanging on a thin chained necklace, loop earrings, a watch on one wrist and dangling bracelets on the other, and a small petite ankle bracelet.

"Wow, you clean up well," she told me with a huge smile.

"I think I've been beat in sexy and classy; you're absolutely stunning,"

"Thank you," she acknowledged with a wide smile.

"Are you ready?"

"I am,"

"I thought we'd take the SUV since I just filled it up,"

"You're driving,"

We left through the front door, I opened the passenger door for her, and then we were off. She turned on the radio fairly loud and started to move to the beat of the music. Every now and then she would sing along with the song. When we finally arrived the place was packed; we parked and went in.

"How about...? We started in unison.

"You want a drink?" I asked.

She laughed and answered, "Yes, I would love one."

We made our way to the bar and she ordered two shots of vodka, and then two more, we had four shots each before hitting the dance floor.

She moved like a girl in a music video; full of life and sexy as hell, she fit right in. We danced for some time until she wanted another drink so we headed back to the bar. Nancy must have been feeling pretty good. She ordered us two shots of vodka each and followed it up with another three. We drank five each until she dragged me back out onto the floor.

We danced for quite some time and she was keeping her distance until the alcohol took its effect.

Now she was all smiles and threw her arms around my neck, every now and then our bodies met. Nancy turned, threw her hands up, and started to grind on my manhood. She worked herself up into a frenzy and was dragging me out the door.

She was taking me towards our vehicle; I quickly unlocked it as she reached for the right rear passenger door and opened it. Nancy lowered the back seat as she climbed in and then pushed the other one down once she got in.

"Get in here," she commanded.

I got in and closed the door behind me; I turned to see Nancy on all fours with her skirt hiked up over her ass.

"Well...what are you waiting for?" she asked.

"I thought..."

"Don't,"

She didn't have to tell me twice as I yanked her panties down to her knees. Nancy jumped slightly as I stroked her dripping wet pussy. It didn't need any attention so I unzipped my pants and slid my cock right into her wanting hole.

"Oh yeah," she said loud enough for me to hear.

I was fucking her in the parking lot of a high end nightclub in the back of her SUV. I was so turned on by the moment I started to pound her into oblivion.

"Ah, ah, ah," she let out after every thrust as she began to get vocal.

I put my hands around her waist so I could drive into her better.

"Oh yeah, fuck that pussy," she screamed.

Where in the hell did that just come from I wondered.

"Oh gauwd yes," she said aloud.

Nancy got very vocal; sometimes it was an "Ah," sometimes it was a drawn out "Ahhhh" and every now and then it was an "Oh FUCK".

I was doing my job well, and when her head lifted up I grabbed her by the hair and reigned back.

She laughed for a second as I continued to pound her doggie style; then she went back to moaning.

"Oh yeah!" she exclaimed as I smacked her bare ass.

Approximately thirty minutes later Nancy went into an orgasmic frenzy, shaking, and screaming at a high pitch. I couldn't hold back as I came inside her. Moments later she collapsed and I with her. I rolled over and we laughed as we came back from our amazing high.

"Might as well get back in there; the night is wasting away,"

We got dressed and exited the vehicle where we were greeted with shout outs and a round of applause. There were people who obviously shared our moment with us. I bowed, Nancy followed, and then she playfully buried her head in my chest.

She led me to the bar where she ordered another shot of vodka, then another, until we downed another five shots each.

Two young, extremely hot girls not much older than me were standing on the other side of Nancy. "What school do you go to?" the closest one asked her.

"What?" Nancy replied playing along.

"You live around here?" she asked instead.

"Why?" she answered.

"My girlfriend and I were wondering if you'd like to join us in a threesome sometime?" she asked as her friend slid over a napkin with their number and address on it.

Nancy started laughing.

I started to reach for the napkin but the girl grabbed it really quick.

"Sorry...all girls club; no boys allowed," she told me. "Young women should explore their sexuality before getting tied down to a man," she said to Nancy as she inserted napkin into her skirt.

I grabbed Nancy and headed back to the dance floor. I retrieved the napkin and put it in my pocket without Nancy realizing I did so.

Then we danced like two lovers that couldn't get enough of each other. She would grind her body against mine and when she had her back against me my hands would roam her body. We went on like this until they announced their closing and we left before the crowd.

"I had a great time," she told me as she drove her tongue into my awaiting mouth.

"Me to," I said as I opened the door for her.

We headed home and we talked about what a wonderful time we had tonight.

"I've never danced like that before,"

"Well, you fit right in, where did you learn how to dance like that anyway?"

"Work outs, videos, and a few lessons,"

"You made them look like amateurs,"

She laughed, "Thanks, even though you're lying."

"No really, you were awesome,"

"Thanks," she said as she put her hand on my cock. "You were great too," she added.

"So...you have any fantasies?"

Nancy opened up and told me some of the things she fantasized about, especially now that she's fucking me somewhat regularly. I didn't take it too seriously because tomorrow she may say it's over. She also admitted she never had the courage to tell her lovers her fantasies for fear of being rejected.

"We're home," I told her as I pulled into the driveway.

"Good," she uttered.

I opened her door to help her out.

"Carry me my prince," she whispered smiling.

I picked her out of her seat. She put her head on my shoulder, an arm around my neck, and carried her shoes in her other hand.

We entered through the front door. She turned into a sex craved maniac as soon as the door shut. Nancy pushed me against the door as she again raped my mouth with her tongue. I heard my buttons hit the floor as she yanked my shirt open and unbuckled my belt. She broke the kiss and pulled my pants and briefs to my ankles and started blowing my rock hard cock. After a few moments she took it in all the way until she gagged a little; then she stood.

"I think you're ready." She stated as she slipped out of her skirt.

I followed in hot pursuit, stepping out of my shoes, pants and briefs.

"Come on," she demanded as she pulled me down to the floor by my tie.

"Whoa," I exclaimed.

Once on my back she straddled my face; I ate every inch of her smooth shaven pussy. Her sweet nectar filled my mouth as she went into a vocal spastic orgasm, releasing so much sweet nectar that it flowed down my cheeks. I could have her come on my face all day; I never tasted a pussy that was better. She stood and pulled me up by my tie and smiled so innocently at me.

"Finish me," she told me as she threw her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist.

Believing I had another good fuck left in me I obliged. I was too wasted to hold her so I put her against the entry door, slid into her, and fucked the living hell out of her.

"Fuck me...fuck me...fuck my pussy!" she screamed as I pounded her against the door.

She said it again; I wondered where she got that from all of a sudden.

"Oh gauwd, I'm totally fucked up!" She yelled as we came together.

We kissed passionately and then she began to go limp. She passed out suddenly; the dancing, drinking, and fucking had finally worn her down. I carried her to her bed, undressed her, and made sure she was comfortable.