The Lake of Love (Adult Novel 18+) (19 page)

Chapter Twenty-One: Conner’s Point Of View

I knocked gently on the bedroom door that Lisa shared with Nathan and
waited for a reply that never came. Naturally I tapped a second time, but with
slightly more force than before. Still, I heard nothing, only silence. A frown
creased across my brow. This had to be where Lisa was. I had searched all over
the lake house and hadn’t found a single sign of her. No one else had seen her
for about half an hour either.

I carefully pulled down on the door handle and poked my head inside. I
had learnt through trial and error to be extra cautious when entering this
room. It was the room that Nathan and Lisa both slept in. They did not share
the bed. It was simply a front so that everyone believed they were an item.
Nathan slept on the sofa bed. It was also one of the only places that Lisa and
I could be alone and intimate with each other, but the problem was it was also
one of the only places Miranda and Nathan could go and no one else would enter.
I, however, had come looking for Lisa on more than one occasion and accidently
discovered Nathan and Miranda in some rather unique and downright dirty
positions. These days I was very careful when entering the bedroom.

***

I pushed the door wide open and walked in. No one was inside.

Where could she be?

I was starting to get worried. The love of my life was nowhere to be
found. I plucked out my cell phone from my pocket and sat down on the edge of
her bed. ‘Where are you?’ I typed into the text message before sending it. I
let out a long and weary sigh.

I missed her so much when I wasn’t near her. I have never felt like this
about anyone ever before, but then again Lisa was the first woman with whom
I’ve ever been. I’m glad I stayed a virgin for so long. It meant so much to be
able to lose my virginity to someone so perfect. Lisa was my first woman and I
truly hope that there will be no others. I want to spend every single day for
the rest of my life with her.

My cell phone beeped. There was a text—from Lisa. It read. ‘I went for a
walk.’

‘Are you okay?’ I sent back.

I never meant for Lisa and I to have this relationship. It was pretty
much a fluke that anything happened between us. We had arrived at the lake
house for this summer vacation before everyone else on the night of a horrific
storm. It was then the combination of a power cut, scary thunder and being
soaked to the bones with no clothes, which meant we ended up in bed together in
only our towels. One thing led to another and then I was in love.

‘I’m fine,’ she texted.

‘Do you want me to come and find you?’ I typed with lightning quick fingers.

Keeping Nathan’s and Miranda’s secret has proved difficult at times, but
through our love and determination, Lisa and I, have managed to make this
relationship work.

‘No,’ was her short and sweet reply.

My heart sank.

Had I done something to upset her?

‘Are you sure? I wouldn’t mind taking a walk.’ It was the only thing I
could think to reply. I wanted to see her so badly.

It took only a handful of seconds for her reply to return. It read ‘No, I
hsk la ufg.’

Eh?

A frown creased my brow.

What the hell did that mean?

* * *

I sat at the bottom of the stairs by the front door with my jaw resting
upon the palms of my hands. It had been over twenty minutes and still Lisa had
not come home. My mind raced over the events of the evening in an attempt to
discover something, anything that I might have accidently done that would have
upset her.

I couldn’t think of a single thing.

‘Hi,’ said the voice of a woman.

The first thing my eyes locked onto was those long smooth tanned legs.
Unconsciously I followed them all the way up the base of her ruby red
mini-dress. The dress didn’t seem to hide a single thing. It clung to her firm
slim body so tightly that you could practically see everything without actually
seeing anything. I looked up into her sweet little face with the cute smile.
She had to be no older than twenty-two.

‘Hi,’ I mumbled a reply. Her beauty had left me awe struck.

‘You looked kind of lonely out here on your own. I thought I might keep
you company,’ she said in a hopeful manner. She gestured with a nod of her head
to the open spot on the step beside me.

‘Um, sure,’ I replied.

She sat down beside me. ‘I’m, Tiffany.’ She extended a hand.

‘I’m, Conner.’ I took her soft delicate palm in mine.

‘That’s a nice name.’ She flashed me that cute little smile again.

Instantly I looked away from her, as my cheeks began to turn a rather
interesting shade of red. I could feel them warming up like the inside of an
oven. Is it hot in here or was it just me?

‘Thank you. I like your name too.’

Tiffany shrugged. ‘It’s okay. So are you here with anyone?’ she asked.

‘Um,’ I couldn’t exactly straight out say I was with Lisa because no one
is supposed to know about that. I settled for, ‘Sort of.’

‘You don’t seem very sure.’ She frowned and smirked at the same time.

‘I,’ I went to reply when a man practically stepped over me to get up the
stairs. ‘I am seeing someone, but she’s a little busy tonight.’

‘I know that feeling.’ Tiffany let out a defeated sigh. ‘My boyfriend is
a friend of the girl, Sheridan. I only tagged along because he nagged at me so
much, but he has spent most of the night talking to every other girl at this
party and has seemed to forget that I’m his girlfriend.’

‘I’m sorry to hear that,’ I replied.

Tiffany shrugged. ‘What can I do?’

‘You could dump him for starters.’ The words left my mouth before I could
stop them. ‘I’m sorry,’ I quickly added. ‘I didn’t mean to.’

She cut me off with a dismissive wave of the hand.

‘You’re probably right. I don’t know why I came in the first place. I
feel so stupid in this dress.’ My eyes dropped down to the skin tight dress and
stayed there for a little bit too long. I couldn’t help it. She had a
magnificent figure.

‘I think you look beautiful in the dress,’ I replied.

‘You do?’ We had to create a space for a couple of women walking down the
stairs from the second floor.

‘Yes. Don’t you?’ I asked.

‘I don’t know.’ She shrugged her shoulders.

It seemed to be like some kind of defence mechanism she had. Tiffany
seemed so unsure about everything she said that she seemed to shrug her shoulders
in a ‘What do I know?’ type of way. ‘I don’t usually wear stuff like this. I
work for the forestry commission so usually in green trousers and shirt,’ she
laughed.

I couldn’t really image someone so beautiful wearing such a dull uniform.

I went to speak when someone else walked by to get up the stairs. ‘Shall
we go get some drinks and go someplace else?’ I suggested. ‘I feel like a
doormat here.’

‘Yeah, sounds fun,’ said Tiffany.

* * *

Tiffany walked the length of the formal dining room looking at the
pictures hanging along the walls. It was a collection of landscape photos taken
during sunsets and sun rises. ‘These are beautiful,’ she said.

‘I’m glad you like them.’ I shut the door behind me and stepped into the
room.

A long wooden table with stunning hand carved chairs ran down the centre
of the room. It had not been used to my knowledge and looked liked it has just
been taken out of the box. It did seem a waste that we had all this magnificent
rooms in the lake house and we never really got to use them.

‘This is amazing.’ She pointed to the picture of a sun setting over the
ridge of a hill, as a horse caught in mid-stride of a full gallop was
silhouetted against the glow of the red sky.

‘That is one of my favourite photos that I have taken,’ I said rather off
handily, as I placed the wine glasses down on the wooden table and unscrewed
the top off the wine bottle.

‘You took this?’ she asked in shocked surprise.

‘Yes.’ I poured the wine carefully into the two glasses. ‘Photography is
one of my passions in life.’

‘Mine too,’ she said in an excited tone. ‘But these are really good.’

‘Thank you.’ I handed her the wine.

For a brief moment, our fingers touched and eye contact was made. I could
feel my heart suddenly beating a little faster within my chest. Tiffany was
very attractive. A lot of the women at this party tonight had dedicated a great
deal of time in the attempt to make themselves look attractive, but Tiffany was
one of those rare gems in the sense that she was naturally beautiful. She
didn’t have to try she seemed to embody the word Beautiful

I pulled my eyes away from her light brown hazel coloured eyes and walked
by her towards the photos. ‘I would love to see some of your photos,’ I
confessed. ‘It’s not often I meet someone who is into photography too.’

‘I know what you mean,’ agreed Tiffany. ‘I do it as a hobby. I’m just
fortunate to live out here by the lake and my work in the forestry commission
has allowed me the advantage to find all the most awe inspiring locations for
taking photos.’ Tiffany stroked her finger around the rim of her wine glass and
looked down at her feet. ‘Perhaps you and I could go up to some of the spots
some time and take some photos.’

Was she asking me out?

‘I’m not asking you out.’ She waved her hand through the air.

‘Am I that easy to read?’ I laughed.

‘You did look a little frightened,’ giggled Tiffany. ‘Okay. I was asking
you out.’ I took a sip of my wine just to give myself something to do. ‘I know
you have a girlfriend and I have a boyfriend, even though he is a pig, but I
wasn’t asking you out on a date or to do anything funny. You just seem like a
really nice guy and it is nice to meet someone interested in the same things as
me,’ her words hung in the air for a moment.

‘Let’s go out then,’ I replied.

Tiffany was smiling from ear to ear.

‘It’ll be fun.’ The excited tone had returned to your voice. ‘Some of the
locations I know will blow your mind.’ It was funny but I couldn’t help feeling
excited. Her energy was infectious. ‘We’re going to get some really amazing photos.’

‘I can’t wait.’

Chapter Twenty-Two: Lisa’s Point Of View

I sat by the lake and looked out across the moonlight shimmering upon the
top of the rippling waves. It was so peaceful down here. I could listen to the
relaxing sound of the waves sloshing against the bank of the lake all night
long. The way Conner was acting I think I might just stay here all night long.
It wasn’t that I didn’t love him. Of course I loved him. Conner was the second
man to make me feel respected and important. All my boyfriends before him had
used me purely for sex and left me feeling dirty and damaged.

Nathan was the first man to make me feel like I mattered to someone. We
had met online a long time ago. Our lives were practically mirror images of
each other. We had both moved out into the city to make something of our lives
and ended up in crappy apartments, dead end jobs with piss poor pay and were
both alone in the world. The two of us use to sit up all night chatting on the
internet and he would always listen to my problems and say things that made me
feel ten feet tall.

I fell in love with Nathan.

It is just that I seem to have only one form of luck, bad!

Nathan did not like me.

I think he thought I was forcing things too much by asking him out all
the time. When I found out that he had met Miranda up at the lake house, I felt
devastated. Who wouldn’t? The man I was head over heels in love with had ended
up with an older and married woman. What did she have that I didn’t? I tried to
be supportive, as he had always been for me when I was dating someone. I didn’t
think it would last that long, but it seemed the two of them just grew closer
and closer and then the day of the summer vacation arrived.

Nathan asked if I would come up to the lake house and pretend to be his
girlfriend for the summer holidays. He had tried to sell it like some sort of
wonderful holiday where I could swim in the lake, take long walks in the
forest, go shopping in town and pretty much do what I want and his father would
pay for it all. Not for a second did he consider my feelings in all of this. I
could have said no because I really didn’t want to be trapped up here watching
the man I love being all romantic with another woman, but the door of
opportunity had been opened for me and I would have been foolish not to step
through it. I planned to come up to the lake house and make Nathan fall in love
with me, but as events turned out I ended up in the storm with Conner.

Conner had been so cute.

He looked like a younger version of Nathan, but with kinder eyes. Nathan
had the type of eyes you would look into and know instantly that he had been
through many hardships and overcome a lot of difficulties, but Conner had
innocent, kind and loving eyes. The way he looked at me made me feel so
beautiful that I couldn’t stop myself from falling for him. Confessing to being
a virgin was the straw that broke the camel’s back. I had to have him at that
point. The issue I now face is that he is so clingy. I know he has never been
in a real relationship before, but I need my personal space. I need to be alone
and do things that I want to do. Now I’m forced to slink away when he isn’t
looking just to have some time to myself and chill out. I do love Conner, but
he has to learn to leave me be otherwise I don’t know if our relationship can
continued.

‘Hello,’ said a male voice from behind me.

I made a high-pitched squeaking sound and nearly jumped out of my skin. I
hadn’t realised anyone was there. I turned wide-eyed towards the man and my
heart instantly melted.

He was gorgeous.

He had to be at least six foot five. Illuminated by the touch of the
glowing moon I could see he wore black trousers, a black suit jacket and a
white shirt that had the top two buttons undone and showed off his muscular
neck and shoulders. It was easy to tell that this muscular man liked to work
out. He had a beautiful mahogany skin tone and a face that was making my
breasts tingle. His jaw line was so defined and his cheekbones gave him that
male model type of look. He had very short black hair and the deepest brownest
eyes in which a girl could lose herself.

‘I didn’t mean to scare you,’ he apologised.

‘O-oh…’ I found myself stuttering like a bumbling idiot.

A sly smile crept up the side of his face.

He knew I liked him.

I suddenly found that my mouth was feeling rather dry by the very
deliberate way he tilted his head to one side and looked straight down the top
of my dress at my large round tits. Usually this caused the type of reaction
that made me want to slap my hand right across the bloke’s face, but there was
something about the way he did it that was making my pussy wet. He didn’t even
care that I could see him. I could almost see the thought bubble above his
head—his mind was so easy to read. He was thinking ‘I want to fuck her.’ The problem
was that he could see the thought bubble above my head that read ‘I want you to
fuck me.’

I felt powerless.

He was my kryptonite.

He looked back up into my eyes and smiled. ‘Can I join you?’ he asked.

‘Of course,’ I could hardly take my eyes off him, as he pulled of the
jacket of his suit, which confirmed the sheer level of sexiness of his body.
The mystery man sat down on my right hand side. I thought he might sit a foot
or so away from me, but he sat down so close that our shoulders were touching.
Unconsciously I looked him up and down. Sitting next to such a large and
powerful man made me feel so small, but also made me feel so naughty. I have
had some very troublesome dreams about tall dark men having their way with me.
His hand moved towards me. I swallowed down the lump in my throat, as it
hovered just an inch over my thigh. He extended it in a handshake.

‘I’m, Kevin.’

‘Lisa,’ I replied.

Kevin looked deep into the windows of my soul. ‘That’s a beautiful name
for a very beautiful woman.’ My panties were ruined. My breasts, my pussy and
every inch of my entire body were tingling in a way that I had never felt
before. I know I’m with Conner and I do love him, but I cannot ignore the
thoughts lurking deep in the darkest reaches of my unconscious mind. I want to
do very dirty things with him.

* * *

I felt so small. His deep brown eyes seemed to shine at me like one of
those bright white lights used in interrogation rooms. He was projecting an
aura of pure untainted lust and didn’t do a damned thing about covering it up.
Kevin was not shy or embarrassed about the way he deliberately looked me up and
down mentally undressing me with his eyes as we spoke. It was so hot. I tried
to act casual, but I found it impossible to look up into the chiselled handsome
face without blushing like some sort of nervous schoolgirl. I wasn’t doing a
very good job about hiding my feelings for him. It was clear that he was
gorgeous, he was a flirt, he was naughty and I liked him.

‘So you’re hiding from your boyfriend,’ he smirked. It was a dangerous
smirk, triggered when his confidence had passed a certain point. I don’t know
why I had told him about Conner. I think I needed to explain that I had a
boyfriend just so that he wouldn’t get the wrong idea and remind myself that I did
in fact have a boyfriend and I really shouldn’t be enjoying this tingling
sensation within my breasts. ‘It sounds like he really likes you.’ Kevin
purposely looked down at my tits and smiled. ‘I can see why.’

Unconsciously I bit my bottom lip.

Kevin was a bad man.

The problem was that I liked bad men.

‘Are you with anyone?’ I asked.

Kevin lifted his large hand up and pointed to his wedding ring. A wave of
disappointment washed across the shore of my mind. He was married? ‘I’m here
with my wife,’ he confirmed. ‘But,’ my heart nearly leapt out of my mouth, as
he casually placed his hand down on my thigh. I know I should be pulling away
and slapping him across the face for doing such a naughty thing, but I simply
couldn’t ignore all the butterflies fluttering within the depths of my stomach.
‘I’m much happier to be here with you.’

Suddenly my cell phone on the ground beside me alerted me I had a text
message. Kevin gently stroked his fingers in little pirouettes upon the top of
my thigh. I pretended to ignore what he was doing and picked up the cell phone.
‘It’s from my boyfriend,’ I explained.

It read, ‘where are you?’

‘I should really answer it,’ I told Kevin.

‘Then why don’t you?’ He leaned towards me.

My breasts were heaving with each deep quick breath I took. Was he going
to kiss me?

I looked straight into his eyes and met his deep piecing gaze. You didn’t
have to be a mind reader to know what he was thinking. It was almost
intoxicating. I couldn’t believe that such a strong good looking man wanted me
so badly. I sighed softly at the feel of his lips pressing up against the curve
of my neck. I found myself tilting my head back and offering him my neck.
Something troublesome began to glow within the core of my body at the feel of
his fingertips stroking beneath the base of my dress. ‘I should really tell,
Conner, where I am,’ I reminded him.

‘I’m not stopping you.’ Kevin walked his lips down my neck and across my
shoulder. My pussy was beginning to ache for his touch.

‘Okay,’ I mumbled a reply.

I quickly typed a reply onto the keypad of my cell phone. It said, ‘I
went for a walk.’ I sent it.

Oh god.

Kevin knocked away the shoulder straps of my dress and lifted his head up
to face me. This was not my first time being with a man. It was not my first
time being with a man that knew what he wanted. It was not even my first time
being with such a handsome man, but there was just something about him that
made me stupid. It was like my mind couldn’t process what was happening. I knew
I either had to stop this, or at least throw myself into it one hundred
percent, but it was like he had complete control over me. I was at his mercy.

Kevin kissed me.

It was a sweet gently loving kiss.

I found myself closing my eyes and melting into his lips.

I knew it was wrong, but it felt so right.

He slipped his tongue into my mouth. I could have died right then and
gone to heaven a very happy woman. The way his tongue rolled so smoothly and
naturally against mine was getting me so turned on that my pussy was already
dripping.

My cell phone alerted me to another message.

Kevin pulled back from the kiss

‘Sorry,’ I said

Why was I apologising?

‘It’s okay.’ He smiled.

Not for one moment did his hand stop its slow climb up the inside of my
thigh. Instinctively I spread my legs a little wider for him, as I checked my
cell phone. Conner’s message said.

‘Are you okay?’

I was more than okay, but I couldn’t really send that back.

‘I’m fine,’ I replied and put the cell phone down.

‘What about your wife?’ I asked softly.

Kevin knocked away the other shoulder strap of my dress. It was like he
was using some kind of mind trick on me. I found myself compelled to pull down
the front of my dress for him. His eyes sparkled with a hint of delight at the
sight of my large round tits squished together in my light navy blue bra.

‘What about her?’ he murmured.

Before I could reply his mouth dropped down onto the peak of my breast. I
gasped sharply at the sudden starburst of light ticklish tingles that sparkled
around my sensitive nipples. Kevin was sucking on my tits straight through the
fabric of my bra.

It felt so nice.

It felt different from Conner’s technique.

Conner was still learning his way around a woman’s body. Sometimes he
squeezed my tits a little too hard and crossed the border into pain, whilst
sometimes he sucked on them so hard that after a while, I didn’t really seem to
feel anything orgasmic at all, but Kevin was different. Kevin was sucking on my
tits with skill. He knew how to make a woman feel the exact pussy melting
sensations I was feeling right now. It was all in the lips. He was sucking my
nipple so soft and tenderly. He would open his mouth and consume as much of the
mountainous peak of my breast as he could and then slowly drag his lips back
gently towards my erect nipple. It felt so good to feel, but even hotter to
watch. The way such a big tall muscular man was stimulating my tits in such a
sweet caring way, whilst maintaining eye contact with me the whole time was not
something I had experienced before.

My cell phone bleeped.

Surprisingly I gave out an annoyed sigh. It was one of those ‘What does
he want now?’ types of sighs. A tinge of guilt filled my chest, but Kevin’s
erotic lips triggered a much nicer rush of ecstasy that seemed to spread out in
all directions throughout my body.

‘Your boyfriend is worried about you,’ said Kevin.

‘I know.’ I lay back on the grass and looked up at this tall dark
gorgeous man leaning over me. ‘Won’t your wife be worried about you?’ A deep
sigh escaped my mouth at the feel of his finger tips stroking the slit of my
soaking wet pussy lips through the fabric of my very damp panties.

Kevin simply smiled. ‘Most likely,’ he conceded.

‘Don’t you care?’ I swallowed down the lump in my throat as he leaned
down towards me and pressed those well-trained lips against mine. My tongue was
back within his mouth quicker than a heartbeat. Unconsciously I stroked my
fingers up the inside of his muscular thigh and cupped the bulge beneath his
trousers.

My heart nearly stopped. It was so big that my small little hand couldn’t
hold all of it.  Kevin had a real beast within his pants.

‘Not really,’ admitted Kevin.

We kissed again.

‘Don’t you love her?’ I had to know.

An excited smile spread across my face, as he pulled my panties to one
side.

‘I do love my wife.’ I wasn’t expecting him to say that.

‘Are you having problems?’ I had to know why he was with me. ‘Oh fuck,’
my back arched up off the grass when he pushed long thick fingers deep inside
my pussy.