A Family Friend: Visit To The Edge

Lena's ride home on Wednesday felt like torture. Seemed like every car in the city limits was on the road.

And after the day she had, it was the final straw. At one point, she screamed her frustration at the backlog of motorists ahead of her. So unlike her... but somehow it freed her. Made her feel alive again, as she thrashed her horn, almost smiling at the rush of adrenaline through her. She felt alive, almost feral.

By the time she got home, every nerve in her body felt tense. She needed a shower. Food. And a big glass of whiskey.

She slammed the door of her expansive house, kicking her shoes off. Both her clients and coworkers were making her insane. Especially the new clients, Windward Industries. They were probably the most demanding they'd tackled in some years. But they were also throwing MILLIONS into her company's lap. She could almost see the guest house she had planned to build with the bonus she would get.

She paused and leaned on the door, breathing out deep, the agony of rush hour and her day finally far behind her. She felt her phone vibrate in her purse, hoping it wasn't another email about the Windward account.

It wasn't; Jackie was "studying" at Summer's house, and would be home soon.

"Thank you for small miracles!" She exclaimed into the air. She needed to be alone for a bit anyway.

She ripped off the silky blouse she had on and threw it on the couch. Fuck it, I'm ordering Chinese tonight, she thought. Too long a day.

It didn't help she was starting to obsess about William.

Every time her mind went to wander, she daydreamed about his huge, erect penis sliding in and out of her. Cumming in her. Again. And AGAIN.

She actually had let out a small moan in the middle of writing an email she was fantasizing so much; thank God No one was in her office at the time. She had to change panties in the middle of the day, she was getting so wet at the thought.

She jumped at the knock at the door. She certainly wasn't expecting company. Not in her bra at least.

"Who is it?"

"Hi, Ms. Keefe, it's William."

Her heart and pussy jumped. What was he doing here? She bolted to the door, wondering why and realizing she was still in her bra. She hesitated for a split second. Then a naughty thought came to her, and her mouth curved at one corner, naughtily. Maybe a little tease then...

Lele purred in agreement.

"Hi, William!" She glanced around to see if any nosy neighbors were lurking, and hid behind the door as much as she could. Only Mrs. Fields walking her dog obliviously was within earshot.

"Just wanted to see if Jackie was here." His voice was cordial and businesslike. He also was peeking around. He certainly knew she wasn't.

"Come in!" She put her best June Cleaver forward, gave one more glance, and closed the door. He stood in the entrance behind her, looking at the cougar of his dreams hungrily.

"I hope it's ok, Lena. I had to come. I can't stop thinking about you." His breathing was a bit rushed, certainly not helped by her breasts so close he could touch them.

"Oh William..."she strode to him. "I've been thinking of you too. Almost to distraction."

The young man's eyes slid down her body, taking in her deep, erotic curves. He licked his lips, slow and steady. "I want to kiss you. Now. Please..."

Lena looked down, staring directly at his crotch- he was already rigid through the light running shorts he was wearing. Lena's heart and body fluttered with excitement. "Yes... god yes. Please kiss me. But Jackie will be home soo-"

He wrapped his arms around her, not letting her finish. The kiss he gave her was wild, uninhibited. They fell into the wall behind Lena, short shrieks of delight coming from her willing mouth. William kissed her deep, pulling at the straps of her cream, lacy bra. She let out a gasp and helped him pull it down.

Before she knew it, his mouth was around her nipples, sucking furiously.

Lena let out a guttural shriek. His mouth was ravenous on her, flicking his tongue over her areola. She knew her juices had soaked through her panties, and beginning to drip down her leg. She wanted him to take her right there, RIGHT NOW.

Lele was growling and snapping, trying to convince her to.

But, she knew she had to stop him somehow.

"FUCK... William... she'll be home any minute..." she didn't want him to stop. God, she craved his mouth between her legs, his cock pistoning inside of her, right there, until he shattered her if he wanted... but she knew if Jackie came back now and saw anything out of sorts, any hope of this weekend would be in jeopardy.

William straightened up and kissed her deep again. "I'm sorry... I've just been... aching for you... I must have jerked off twice more after talking last night..."

"FUCK." Lena practically sprung a leak. She felt the warmth trickle down her thighs.

"I cant help it. I'm going crazy. All I can think about is Friday..."

"Yes, me too, William... we have to be careful..." she was more telling herself that now.

William grabbed her hand and pressed it into his crotch. "Feel how hard I am? Every time I think of you..."

Lena lost control. She had to feel him in her hands. Right now.

"Let me help you with that."

She flashed a devilish smile and pulled the Beast free. Staring into his eyes, she jerked him off right there, steps away from the doorway. His hands grabbed her breasts as she did, staring back and gasping at each stroke. She growled back, stroking hard and slow.

"That's it, cum for me. Cum right on my dress. Mmmmm, think about how you're going to fuck me this weekend." She grabbed his leg, positioning it between her legs, and lifted her skirt. Her wet sex instantly rubbed up and down, making her shake.

"Oh god... I need to, Lena... I need to be inside you..."

"YES, I NEED IT TOO! FUCK!" Her hips were grinding hard on his naked leg, covering him with her scent. The young stud was getting close. She was getting close herself...

"My god... I'm cumming, Lena!"

"YES! CUM FOR ME!"

He came, even harder than the first time. She kissed him hard when he did, lest he scream and some neighbor walking by hear. Her black skirt was covered in his milky seed. The shivers his body made as he did made her have a small orgasm herself.

She breathlessly kissed him one more time, sweeping her thumbs over his flushed cheeks.

"Friday. All weekend. I have some lessons planned." She cooed to him.

"God I can't wait."

"Me either, William. I'm going to make your first time special. Because I care so much for you."

"I know Lena. Me too."

"I'm busy tomorrow, so I might not see you until then. Just know..." she rubbed her hands between her legs, and slipped her fingers in his mouth. He sucked them slowly, hungrily. Lena moaned at the sheer decadence of it. "I'll be thinking of you. Of this weekend."

"So will I, Lena." William's grin twisted to the side, staring at her wickedly.

"Save it for Friday, silly!" She giggled, pointing to the thick cream on the front of her skirt.

"I'll try!" He blushed, still looking at her hungrily.

He left after another starving kiss and bounded away.

Lena went and got the black skirt off of her. She looked at the thick coat of cum on them, marveling how much of it covered the skirt, almost like moonlight dancing.

She had the sudden urge to lick it clean, needing the taste of young cum on her tongue.

"God I'm turning into a pervert," she said to herself. She smiled. Good. She liked the thought of it, for the first time in her life, of craving sex, passion.

And she licked some off.

He tasted amazing, almost sweet. God he tasted like delicious sin.

She glanced around, looking to see what time it was. 6:30. Still a few minutes before she had to order dinner...

Gustavo was in her hand in a flash.

Lena wiped some of the young studs seed off her dress to help, the perfect lube as she slid her toy in. She felt decadent, deviant... sliding Gustavo in and out of her already tingling cunt, William's semen coating her insides. All she could think of was how her shining vibrator, impressive as it was, could not come close to William's longer, thicker member. "William," she moaned softly, as she reached a strong, comforting, climax.

Laying there in her afterglow, she glanced at the clock.

7:12. Jackie hadn't texted she was headed back yet. A bit of a shock, but within reason.

Lena decided to make absolutely sure Chad wouldn't pull his sometimes maneuver of backing out. He was usually good, but it took some coaxing at times. And that was the last thing she needed this weekend. She grabbed her phone and found the text thread for him.

Lena: Are you free to talk about this weekend?

A long pause. Lena growled silently at the wait, but finally...

Chad: What about it?

L: It is your weekend.

C: Uh huh. I was gonna go to the lake maybe so...

OH NO YOU DON'T, ASSHOLE. She had a bargaining chip on her side, of she chose to go there. And she would.

L: She has finals next week. Then graduation. What the fuck, Chad? You need to take her!

C: Can't it wait?

Lena didn't hesitate to call him.

"Hey, what's more important than your daughter? And why didn't you even care to say anything?"

Chad sounded bored, in the way he did when he wanted his way. "Its going to be so warm, I want to get the boat ready."

"The boat I helped you BUY, Chad? I still own 50 percent of it. Wait until next week. She's your daughter, asshole. She misses you. She's off to college this summer." She usually brushed him off when he prodded, but this time her annoyance came through.

"Lena..."

"DON'T LENA ME. Your daughter is going through something. She needs HER FATHER right now."

"Geez, ok. Still feisty, Salma."

Lena's eyes rolled. She HATED that nickname, all because she "sort of" resembled Salma Hayek in her younger days. "My eyes are rounder", was her usual annoyed response. She was not in the mood for a huge fight. Not now.

"Listen, all I can say is she needs... more from you now..."

Chad seemed dismissive. "Like what? She has everything she needs. Mostly on MY dime, it seems."

Lena bit back what would have been an inferno of vitriol. Cocky douche. What did she EVER see in him?

"She broke up with her first serious boyfriend." It came out as terse as she could speak without screaming.

Chad paused. "Who is he?" For the first time, he sounded tense, almost angry. He was still her father after all.

"Does it matter? She needs you."

"That Colin boy. McAdams' son." He was almost growling now. Lena had played her cards right.

"Yes. HIM. And I've had to keep her together before finals. You need to give me a hand with this."

"What's the matter, hot date?"

He couldn't help himself, could he, she thought. He had hit her with that line before, but this time it was correct; But she had the perfect retort for him.

"So, how's Trina?" she cooed.

Silence.

The former babysitter had run off a couple months ago with his former business partner. Master negotiations from a master.

He would be there at 5.

The phone dropped from her hand. And a wicked smile crossed her lips.

Friday seemed so close, but excruciatingly far away. She couldn't wait to get a warm, fresh batch in her mouth.... and other places... on Friday.