The Lake of Love (Adult Novel 18+) (2 page)

‘Look,’ said dad. ‘Stay at the lake house and just relax. I know you have
been burning yourself out with work, but this is a fantastic opportunity for
you to re-charge your batteries and re-evaluate your goals in life.’

I looked down at Miranda, as her head rocked back and forth along the
shaft of my cock.

‘I agree,’ it was all I could manage to say before covering my hand over
the phone again.

‘Excellent. Right, I must go. Your mother sends her love. So rest, relax,
have fun and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do,’ he chuckled. ‘Night, Son.’

‘Night, Dad.’

I hung up the phone and released a long deep moan, as my cock exploded
inside Miranda’s mouth. Unconsciously my hands reached out and forced her head
down, as I pushed my hips up off the kitchen stool. My entire cock disappeared
between her lips and my eyes rolled back into my head, as more explosions
leaped forth from my cock. Miranda ran her lips along my entire shaft one last
time before kissing the end of my cock.

She swallowed the contents of her mouth and stood up.

‘It looks like I am going to have you all to myself for a week,’ she
smiled.

Miranda turned away and headed out the room. ‘Goodnight, Nathan.’

I sat in the kitchen for a moment in shock.

What had just happened? 

How had it just happened?

But most importantly, why did it just happen?

I smiled to myself. I think I was in love.

* * *

A bedroom on the second floor had my name written on the door. I was
slightly disappointed not to find Miranda on my bed, waiting for me. I wanted
to tear that sexy little nightdress off her body and make love with her until
the sun came up, but that simply wasn’t to be. I closed the bedroom door and
switched on the light. The room was fairly large and had everything a man needed
to survive like a bed, a desk and a chest of draws. I pulled back the curtains
and peeked out my window, the view was of dirt road leading away from the front
of the house.

I dropped my backpack on the bed and sat down in the leather chair in
front of my desk. My briefcase popped open and I took my laptop out and plugged
it into the wall socket.

A sigh escaped from my lips.

How in the world did Frank have a wife that hot? And why in the hell was
he not treating her in the way that she deserved to be treated? I would have
treated her like a princess every single day. My greatest fear would have been
losing her. Frank was a real fool.

Miranda was undeniably sexy, but how old was she exactly? I am
twenty-eight and my parents are nearing their late fifties, but I had heard Frank
had a bit of a trophy wife. It meant Miranda had to be at least ten years older
than me, but how could that be when she looked a million times more amazing
than most twenty year olds.

I still couldn’t believe that she, the most beautiful woman I have ever
seen in the world, had undone my trousers and sucked my cock in the kitchen. I
should have forced her over the kitchen counter and pushed myself inside of
her.

Would she have let me?

A window popped up on the computer screen. It was a text box from Lisa.

‘Hi, Nathan.’

‘Hello, Lisa, how are you doing?’  I wrote back.

‘I am tired. I was about to disappear off to bed.’ 

‘Don’t stay up on my account,’ I typed quickly.

I opened up my e-mail box. There was nothing from work, but then again
there was nothing from anyone. That was not unusual.

‘I will stay up for a few more minutes. Do you want to open my web cam?’

‘Sure.’

A second window appeared on my screen. It flashed a few adverts about
auction websites and then the image of a petite blonde woman appeared. Lisa
smiled at the camera. She was wearing a red sleeveless t-shirt that clung
tightly to her beautiful big breasts. The rest of her body was out of sight.

‘You look beautiful tonight,’ I typed.

Lisa smiled at the camera.

‘I am glad you think so.’

‘Any man would think so.’

‘Well, as long as you think I am beautiful that’s all that matters,’ Lisa
reached up and lowered the cam a little, so that the main focus was on her
breasts. She ran a hand through her long blonde hair and smiled. ‘So, when you
get back would you like to go out with me?’

It was a question she asked most nights.

I liked Lisa. She was beautiful and I found her interesting to talk to. In
fact I think she knows me better than anyone else I have ever met, but the sad
fact is she is extremely desperate. She is looking for a man to love her so
badly that she always ends up getting hurt by men who are only after her for
sex. I think that’s why we connect so strongly. I have always treated her as a
human being and not as some sort of sex toy and because of this she has been
asking me to meet her every single day since we met online.

‘We can try to arrange something when I get back,’ I typed back.

This at least would stop her from asking me for the rest of the week. I
didn’t have the heart to tell her that she simply wasn’t my type.

Lisa broke into a big smile and clapped her hands together on the web
cam.

‘Well, I have work in the morning, but I am glad you got to the lake
house safely. Will you be online tomorrow?’ she wrote.

‘I will.’ I replied. ‘In the evening most likely’

‘Good. I will talk to you then. Goodnight, Nathan.’

‘Goodnight, Lisa.’

A line of kisses appeared within the text box and then the web cam box
disappeared, as Lisa went offline for the night. I closed my laptop and started
to get undressed. Switching off the light I dropped myself into bed, the
mattress seemed to absorb my body, it was so soft and comfortable. I sighed.

I could not get the image of Miranda, in that seductive nightdress, out
of my mind. The thought of me melting in her mouth sent shivers down my spine.
My mind replayed the events of this evening over and over for the next several
hours. Finally within the early hours of the morning darkness gripped me and I
managed to fall asleep.

Chapter Two: Family Resemblance

‘Good morning,’ Miranda seemed to almost sing the words, as I walked into
the kitchen.

‘Morning,’ I replied.

I sat down at the kitchen counter in the exact same seat where the
greatest moment of my life took place the night before.

‘Did you sleep well?’ 

That beautiful smile broke across her lips. ‘I slept very well. In fact I
haven’t felt this good in a very long time,’ she pushed a bowl of cereal in
front of me and slowly stroked her fingers against the back of my hand.
Butterflies danced within my stomach at the feel of her touch and the silent
signals being transmitted through our eyes.

Miranda pulled away as a second woman bounded into the kitchen.

My heart skipped a beat.

This sexy young blonde woman was wearing nothing more than a bikini top
and a towel wrapped around her waist. I unconsciously looked her finely toned
body up and down. She had to be no older than twenty years old. My eyes stopped
briefly on her perky breasts, but with all eyes on me I quickly looked up and
smiled. The woman looked very much like Miranda, even down to the bright blue
eyes.

‘Nathan, this is my daughter, Sheridan,’ explained Miranda.

This goddess of beauty had a twenty-year-old daughter?

‘Sheridan, this is, Nathan.’

‘Nice to meet you,’ I said.

‘You too,’ she smiled a sweet little smile. ‘You are, Charles’s, son?’ she
asked.

‘That’s right.’

‘Charles’s flight was cancelled, so, Nathan, will be staying with us,’
said Miranda.

‘Okay, cool.’  Sheridan’s eyes darted to the clock on the wall. ‘Well, I
have got to go. It was nice meeting you, Nathan. Bye, Mum. I’ll be back later
on tonight.’ 

She turned away and rushed out the kitchen.

The front door of the lake house slammed shut behind her.

‘Pretty hot don’t you think?’ asked Miranda with a wink.

‘She is very beautiful.’ I admitted. ‘I can see where she gets her looks.’

Miranda blushed.

‘Compliments will get you everywhere,’ she warned with a dangerous smile.

‘I hope so.’

She laughed. ‘Well, you are feeling a little braver today.’

I unconsciously looked away. ‘I have never had anything like last night
happen to me before and I have never felt like this about someone in my entire
life. It is odd, as we have only just met, but I have never been so attracted
to someone before.’  I admitted. ‘If I let my shyness get the better of me and
I let you slip away, I don’t think I would ever forgive myself, so today I am
going to be much braver.’

Miranda walked around the kitchen counter towards me.

I tried to avoid her gaze and swallowed down the lump in my throat.

‘Look at me,’ she ordered.

I nervously looked up, as she stopped in front of me. My heart nearly melted.
She looked gorgeous. Miranda was wearing black designer trousers, which gave
her a sort of official businesswoman look, but somehow she made them look very
sexy. A white blouse clung tightly too her body, mapping out every beautiful
curve across the landscape of this utopia that was Miranda.

Her lips pressed hard against mine, as she kissed me.

Thousands of butterflies began to flutter throughout my entire body at
the feel of her tongue inside my mouth. For a moment I felt like I was in
heaven, I have never been kissed like this in all my life, it had so much
passion and emotion to it, Miranda wanted me, as much as I wanted her.

She pulled back and ran a hand down the side of my face.

‘I have to go out,’ she whispered. ‘I won’t be long, but when I get back.’ 
A smile broke across her lips. ‘I am going to make love to you.’

My heart leapt into my mouth.

Miranda laughed sweetly, as the shock of what she said hit me across the
face like a nuclear explosion.

‘You are sweet,’ she muttered.

Miranda grabbed her handbag and handful of holiday brochures off the
kitchen counter and disappeared out the room. I sat in shocked silence, as the
front door shut and the engine of her four by four started up. A smile broke
across my lips.

I was going to make love with Miranda.

I must have died and gone to heaven.

* * *

The next two painfully long hours seemed to pass in a slow tiresome blur.
I was used to living alone, but usually my days were filled with the monotonous
routine of waking up early, driving to work, sitting in a cubical on my own all
day, driving home and then I had the glorious option of late night television
or talking to Lisa online, and then I would lay in bed unable to sleep until
the very early hours of the morning, where I would start my day again.

In truth I had no life.

I couldn’t remember the last time I didn’t actually have anything to do.
I had tried to entertain myself by cleaning up the lake house, but Miranda ran
a tight ship. There were only a few plates and bowls that needed cleaning and
that was it. The house was clean from top to bottom. The shelves were clean of
any dust, the floors had been brushed and all the sides had been wiped. There
was not even a single cobweb in the darkest of dark corners within the lake
house.

There was simply nothing for me to do.

The television had proved to be no help either. I thought there might be
something slightly interesting on the news to consume my attention, I was
wrong. We had over three hundred channels and not a single one of them had
anything half decent on. I flicked onto a daytime chat show and watched a
pregnant woman confess to her husband that the baby could not have been his. It
was his best friends.

I could feel my brain beginning to melt.

I turned to my last resort and the one thing that had kept me sane during
my many late hours at home alone. I switched on my laptop and prayed to god
that Lisa was online, but of course she would not be. Lisa worked on the
weekends, which meant I would not get to talk to her until later on tonight.

I officially had nothing to do.

I dropped onto the long cream coloured couch and laid back. I laid there
for a good while, losing all concept of time, as the boredom grew. I turned my
eyes towards the pictures on the fireplace and was instantly drawn to a photo
of Miranda.

‘Miranda,’ I sighed.

I had never met a woman like her in all my life.

The image of her leaning across the kitchen counter in her low cut
nightdress flashed like an imploding star within my mind’s eye. She had liked
the fact I found her attractive. Tingles ran down my spine at the memory of her
unzipping my trousers. I would never forget the feeling of her taking me in her
mouth.

I swallowed down the lump in my throat, as pressure began to build
between my legs.

‘I need to get out of this house,’ I muttered to myself.

***

The scent of summer flowed into my nostrils on a soft breeze, as I took a
walk down towards the forest. A well-walked dirt path seemed to lead in the
general direction of the lake, so with nothing better to do I went for a stroll.
The tranquil feel of the peaceful forest restored some sort of order to my
over-active mind, and for the first time today I was able to get the image of
Miranda on her knees out of my mind. The peace didn’t last very long. A sound
suddenly echoed throughout the forest and a flock of startled birds roared up
through the green canopy of the treetops and off into the calm blue sky in a
shower of black feathers. The sound echoed towards me again.

It was a female voice.

Instinct suddenly took over and I began to run through the forest.

Had someone been hurt?

I reached a large opening deep in the forest and skidded to a complete
stop.

My heart nearly leapt out of my mouth.

Miranda’s beautiful blonde haired daughter was bent over with her
outstretched hands pressing hard against the trunk of a mighty oak tree, whilst
a slim naked man, in his early twenties, fucked her roughly from behind.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and ducked behind some bushes.

They hadn’t seen me.

Sheridan moaned loudly each time the man forced his hips forward. I
couldn’t help but lick my lips at the sight of Sheridan’s perky breasts
bouncing back and forth beneath her naked body.

‘Harder,’ she moaned.

Is that what Miranda sounded like?

The man tugged hard on Sheridan’s long blonde hair and pushed his hips
forward with even greater force and pressure. The sound of her naked ass
slapping against his thighs echoed throughout the forest and drilled deep
within the darkest reaches of my mind.

Sheridan gasped through clenched teeth, as it all began to get too much
for her petit body to take.

‘No,’ growled the man. ‘Let me hear you moan.’

He reached his hand around her body and squeezed her juicy breast as
tightly as he could. A painful moan escaped through the young woman’s lips and
the man smiled.

What a bastard.

I didn’t know if I was angry at the way he was treating her or jealous
that he was the one getting to fuck her. I could feel pressure starting to
build between my legs. It was begging me to open my trousers and have some fun,
but that wasn’t going to happen. This was such a thrill to be able to watch
this, but I was a one-woman man and I wanted Miranda more than anything else in
the world. The gathering pressure would just have to wait. Self-control would
be the winner of this battle.

Sheridan’s naked body jolted violently, as if stuck by a lightning bolt.

Screams of pleasure burst free from her mouth and echoed deep into the
forest, as the man continued to pound his cock inside her. He pulled back
roughly on her hair, forcing Sheridan back towards him, as he pushed himself in
deeper. The entire shaft of his cock penetrated deep within her tight pussy and
she cried out.

Her knees began to quake, as her body convulsed over and over again.

The man forced her forward, pressing her firm naked body right up against
the mighty trunk of the ancient oak tree and rammed his organ back inside of
her. Sheridan cried out a long desperate moan. It sent butterflies fluttering
in my stomach and quakes through the bulge in my trousers.

‘I’m close,’ he warned her. ‘I want to do it in your mouth.’ 

The man stepped back and pulled his throbbing cock out of her soaking wet
pussy.

Sheridan exhausted and breathing heavily turned quickly and got onto her
knees for him. He sighed deeply, as she took him in her mouth and began to bob
her head back and forth in very quick movements. This time it was the man’s
turn to moan and within seconds all the muscles in his body locked, as she ran
her soft lips along the entire shaft of his cock, taking all of him in her
mouth.

He gasped loudly, as he climaxed inside her mouth.

Sheridan continued to rock her head along his cock, as the man released
one long constant moan. Suddenly he pulled himself out of her mouth, as it all
became too much for him to take.

They looked at each other and laughed.

‘Show me,’ he ordered.

Sheridan opened her mouth and giggled. She swallowed it down.

After a few minutes they gathered up their clothes, got dressed and
headed off through the forest together. I stayed hidden for a little while
longer just to make sure the coast was clear. I took a deep breath and stepped
out onto the path. I could feel my cock throbbing between my legs. The pressure
was unbearable. I wanted Miranda and I wanted her now, but she was still not
back yet. I needed to try and cool myself off. I needed to take my mind off
this demon of lust that was roaring loudly deep within my soul.

‘I need a swim,’ I muttered to myself.

I ran the rest of the way to the lake.