“So you took it on and brought it back to being liveable?”
“Pretty much. I had help from a designer and architect who helped me with the layout and plans. Most of this was my idea. I like this room. Actually, I love this room. It’s a place I can come and feel away from the world.”
“Your own personal vacation spot.”
“Yes.”
“I get it. There are times you want to leave the whole world behind but not have the holiday plans to go with it. You’ve built something special in this room.”
Julian watched her walk round his safe haven. He’d never allowed another woman to come to this house. They wanted to be in the city close enough to shop. Heather wasn’t like them. He found her a refreshing change.
“Would you like to go for a swim?” he asked as she came back round to him.
“I didn’t bring a costume.”
“You don’t need one. Everything is secure. No one can see in. You’ll be safe with me.” Julian began unbuttoning his shirt to show her what he meant.
“You’re getting naked.” She glanced at the pool then at him. “You want us to go swimming naked.”
“Heather, baby, we f**ked on my desk. Getting na**d together in a pool is nothing.” He removed his shirt, smiling when he saw her gaze go to his chest before moving back up again.
“This isn’t fair. I’ve got marks where my bra has been, and I’m dirty from a day at work.”
“So.” Julian moved closer to her. “I want to go for a swim, and I want you naked. I should warn you, Heather, I always get what I want.” He pulled her blouse out of her skirt and began loosening the buttons. With each button undone he saw more and more of her delicious flesh. She wore a cream lace bra.
“If you’re getting me na**d then you’re going naked, too.” Heather took command of his clothes. His belt was yanked and the zipper tugged as she pulled his pants down. They fought with the remains of their clothes until both of them stood na**d before each other. Her tits heaved with each of her indrawn breaths. Her tummy quivered. His c**k thickened at the sight of her. She was all curves with nothing false about her. The budding of her ni**les were natural including the size and weight. There was no cosmetic surgery on her.
“What do you want to do now?” she asked.
He caught her against him with a hand under her knee while the other supported her back.
Heather yelped. “Put me down. I’m too big. You’re going to drop me.” She clawed at his neck while he walked to the edge of the pool. Julian couldn’t help but laugh. She was bigger than the women he was used to, but he liked the feel of her in his arms.
“We’re going for a swim.” Her eyes widened as he grinned down at her.
“Don’t do it, Julian. Put me doooo....” She didn’t get to finish as he threw her into the pool diving in after her.
She broke the surface gasping for breath.
“Why did you do that?” she asked.
“I thought it would be fun.” He swam next to her, catching her h*ps with his hands. “You look gorgeous naked, and I got to see your tits bounce as I dropped you in the water.”
“Is that all you can think about? Tits, bouncing?” she asked. There was anger in her voice.
Julian caught her hand pressing it to his growing length. “I’m a guy who appreciates a woman’s physique. Sue me.”
“Maybe I will.”
“Are you wet for me?” he asked. She backed away from him up against the side of the pool.
“How would I know? We’re in a pool, genius.” She spread her arms. He liked her openness. He knew she felt covered by the water even as he saw all of her body clearly.
Closing the last little bit of distance between them, Julian placed his hands on either side of her head. “There is a difference in the feel of water and cum,” he said. Her ni**les were hard. He pressed his body against hers, his c**k resting against the curve of her tummy. “Do you want me to show you?”
****
He was weaving a spell over her. That could be the only way to explain what was happening to her. The closer he got the stronger the pull inside her to be his became. His c**k felt hard where it lay near her belly. His body was flush against hers, the hardness of her body a contrast to her. She knew she was a softer woman, full with way too many curves.
Her pu**y was wet. She knew it because of the tingles she was getting between her thighs. The smallest touch would set her off. Heather was here to explore her desires with the man who owned her heart. Julian might not know her feelings, but she wouldn’t waste another moment without knowing what being with him really felt like.
“Show me,” she said. She wrapped her arms around his neck refusing to get away.
“I’m always happy to oblige a woman.” One of his hands disappeared beneath the water. In the next second she felt his hands on her pu**y. His fingers opened her slit. A moan broke through her lips as he grazed her swollen clit. She’d wanted him since the morning when he had gotten her all hot and horny.
“You’re wet.”
“Your fault.” She slipped a hand down to grab his cock. “You’re hard for me, too, boss man.”
“I like that. I’m your boss, so you’d better do as I tell you.”
Her heart sped up, and her pu**y wept from his words. She liked the thought of doing what he said. She liked it too damn much.
“So, in order for me to please my boss, what do I have to do?” she asked. Heather moved her hand from the base of his c**k to the tip. She couldn’t tell if he was leaking pr**cum. She fisted the length feeling him swell further in her hand.
“By following my rules.” He slammed his lips down on hers, taking her in a mind-blowing kiss. She moaned but submitted to the assault on her lips. He pressed his tongue against her, demanding access. She opened for him, tilting her head back as he plunged inside.
“You taste so f**king sweet,” he said with a groan to his voice.
“What rules?”
“You do exactly as I say.” He grabbed her h*ps lifting her up out of the water onto the side of the pool. He followed her up.
Julian laid her down next to the edge of the pool. He gazed down at her body.
“Open your legs,” he said.
She did what he said without question.
“That is one of my rules. When I tell you to do something, you do it.”
“Kinky,” she said with a smile.
“The truth.”