by Sophia Taboo
I had a lot more responsibility at my job, but there were plenty of hot lifeguards my age on the job. The flirting was nonstop when we weren't on the clock, and I loved it. I knew that this was a great time in my life, and I was determined to live it up.
Living with Kelly and Rachel spared me from staying with my recently divorced mother. She and my stepfather had divorced just after the New Year because she was convinced he was cheating. It turned out she was the one on the prowl because by St. Patrick's Day, she had another man moved into her house. My stepfather Jake had been a great guy. He was a successful lawyer who was younger than my mother, and all of my friends swooned over him because he was gorgeous. He also loved my mother fiercely and gave her everything she ever wanted. Unfortunately, his long hours were too much for her to take and she found a man who could be with her all the time.
Jake had moved into an apartment near the condo I was in, but I hadn't seen him since the divorce. We kept in touch over text and a couple of phone calls, but I was worried that my face would open old wounds, so I kept my distance. Rachel and Kelly wanted to drop by his apartment to cheer him up, but I knew what that meant. I didn't think Jake would be interested in my friends, even if they were both smoking hot.
I went to see my mother as little as I could because I found her new boyfriend, Steve, boring and kind of creepy. She had definitely downgraded, and I didn't get it. I caught Steve looking at my tits one day, and he smiled when I caught his eye! I had stayed away ever since then. My mother probably wouldn't believe me if I told her anyway.
It was Friday, and I was just finishing up my lifeguarding shift. It was 3:00, and the sun was nice and hot. I went back to the main guard station to throw my clothes back on and head home. I was flirting with a hot guy named Ben when my phone rang. A picture of Jake appeared on the screen, so I excused myself and answered it.
"Hey, Jake. How are you?"
"I'm ok, Layla. Just wanted to check in with you. Why haven't you stopped by since you came home for the summer?"
"I've just been busy."
"Really? I don't buy that. I live two minutes away."
"Okay, you're right. I was worried that seeing me would upset you. That I would remind you too much of my mom."
"Layla, that's ridiculous. Honestly, I think you were the best thing she ever shared with me. I don't want to lose out on our relationship just because your Mom traded me in for Steve."
"She's an idiot. I don't even go over there because Steve is creepy, and he checks me out every time she turns her back."
"What? Do you want me to go over there and kick his ass?"
"No, I don't want to cause any trouble. I'm happy to just stay away and only talk to her on the phone."
"Ok. Well, when can we get together? We need to catch up."
"Well, the girls and I are headed out to Hawthorne's tonight. Do you want to meet us there?"
"Yeah, I could probably do that. I might not get there until after midnight, though, because I have a business dinner. Clients don't care that it's a Friday night. They probably figure I'm an old man and don't have fun anymore anyway."
"You're not old! My friends think you're hot, so don't worry." We both laughed when I said that. After agreeing to meet later, we hung up. I went back to flirting with Ben for a while, and told him I might see him later at the bar.
When I got home, Kelly was sitting on the couch surrounded by shopping bags. Her black, curly hair was pulled into a messy bun on top of her head, and she was wearing short shorts and a halter top. Her daddy had purchased her some 34DDs for her 18th birthday, so she got plenty of attention.
"Hey, girl! It's Friday! I got you some goodies while I was shopping today!"
"I told you that you don't have to buy me anything! Spend your money on yourself!"
"Now, that's no fun. There's only so much I can buy for little old me. Plus, I can't help but look for my girls. Come see!"
I kicked off my flip flops and joined her on the couch. She pulled out a new black lace thong for me, and then pulled out a royal blue strapless sundress. It was light and flowy and exactly my style. Next came a pair of black sandals with tiny rhinestones on them. It was a perfect outfit, and she knew it.
"I love it. I hope you didn't spend a lot. I'll feel bad."
"Forget about it. It’s all on Mr. Dean Jones, CEO."
"Ok. Now show me what you're wearing tonight."
She pulled out several different outfits for herself and showed me the short violet dress and brown wedges she bought for Rachel. We were going to turn some heads tonight. When I told her Jake was meeting us out, she squealed with delight.
"Oh, single Jake! No offense, but your mom is a fucking idiot! Who would let a hot, successful guy like him go? Maybe he'll finally flirt back!"
"Don't go throwing yourself at him, Kelly. I don't want you all disappointed if he just smiles politely at you."
"No man could just smile politely at any of us tonight!"
I laughed at her unwillingness to give up on Jake. Even if she did hit on him, and he shot her down, she'd just keep on trying. I wished I could be more like her. I loved to flirt, but when it came to getting what I wanted, I still struggled. Maybe I had some daddy issues to resolve, but I shouldn't let that stop me. Maybe Ben would be there tonight and my luck with men would change.
Kelly and I ordered Chinese food and it arrived just as Rachel did. She told us about all of the sales she had made that day and about all of the hot tourists and locals who had stopped by just to see her. Her shirt of the day read "Who Needs Her When You Could Have Me?" It was tied up just under her naturally big breasts, and her jean shorts barely covered her ass. She loved to flaunt it and didn't have any of my insecurities.
We showed Rachel her outfit for the night, and at about 9:00, we started getting ready. The two bathrooms were a tangled mess of blow dryers, straighteners, hair products, and makeup. By 10:30, we were ready to head to Hawthorne's and try our luck. I tucked my license, some cash, and my phone into my bra and headed out the door.
Hawthorne's was only about a block down the beach, so we always walked. The walk home usually consisted of a lot of stumbling, and sometimes we had a couple of extra boys with us. Every Wildwood summer night was a new adventure, and I was more than ready for this one.
When we reached the bar, there was a line outside. There was always a lined outside around 11:00. I walked right up to Mike, the bouncer, and gave him a sweet smile.
"Hey, Mikey. How are ya tonight, gorgeous?"
"Ladies, looking better than ever. Come on in." Just like that he moved to the side, and I gave him a little peck on the cheek, seeing some of the girls who were waiting in line shoot me dirty looks. I just giggled and went right in.
The bar was not that big. That was why so many people had to wait to get in. But once you were inside, you really didn't want to leave. We went right to the bar where our friend Brett was busy serving up a round of tequila shots. He smiled when he saw us approaching.
"How are the three hottest girls in New Jersey doing tonight?"
"Amazing! We'll be better when we get some drinks!" Kelly leaned over the bar to give him a kiss on the cheek, which meant nothing since Brett's boyfriend Kyle was sitting at the other end of the bar.
"Three of my famous pink drinks coming right up ladies!" He worked his magic, making us his signature concoction that tasted like pink lemonade but packed a serious punch. We took them over to our favorite table in the corner so we could check out the crowd.
As usual, the room was filled with hot, young people dressed to impress. I saw quite a few guys that looked like strong possibilities, but I knew I needed to get some liquid courage before I hit the dance floor and got my flirt on. A couple of different guys shot me flirty looks, and I just smiled. We looked good, and we knew it.
Two drinks later, one of our favorite summer songs came on, so Kelly, Rachel, and I hurried out into the middle of the floor. We didn't hold back, dancing and grinding up against e
ach other. All of a sudden Rachel was pulled away by a hot blonde guy who looked like he knew her. I continued to dance with Kelly for the rest of the song, watching as Rachel and her guy got closer, giggling and whispering in each other's ears. I figured she had made her pick for the night, and I was a little jealous.
After dancing to one more song, Kelly and I headed off the dance floor to find Jake sitting at our table with a fresh round of drinks. He was wearing a dark blue button-down shirt and black dress pants. His hair was perfectly styled, and as soon as we got close, I could smell his intoxicating scent. Jake had always worn some type of aftershave that reminded me of being somewhere exotic. At 6'4" he towered over all of us, and he worked out every day to keep himself in shape and to ease his stress. My mother was obviously an idiot for letting him go. I couldn't believe he was still single. Watching Kelly's eyes go dark and seeing her lick her lips gave me the feeling he wouldn't be alone for long if she had anything to do with it.
"Hello, ladies. You're looking beautiful tonight." I reached out to hug him, but Kelly pretty much pushed me out of the way and suctioned herself to his side.
"Looking gorgeous as always, Jake." She leaned up and gave him a kiss on the cheek, making sure to press her fake tits into his side. I just laughed at her antics, knowing that they would continue throughout the night. I leaned over the top of her to give him a kiss on the cheek.
"Hey, Jake. Glad you could join us. You look great."
"And you look young and happy! I wish I was still your age. Now I'm just an old man. I think I'm at least 15 years older than every person in here."
"Well, you sure as hell don't look it." Kelly was laying it on thick.
"Well, thank you, Kelly. I think you could do a lot better than me, though."
"Oh, I doubt that." She looked up into his eyes and licked her lips. She was going in for the kill tonight. I didn't think she would succeed, but stranger things had happened.
We sat at the table for a while catching up and drinking a few rounds. Jake refused to let us pay, which was a nice break for my wallet. We even had a few shots, and I was feeling no pain. Jake was telling us about a high profile divorce case he was working on at his firm. He couldn't tell us the names, but he did tell us some of the dirty details about cheating and drug scandals.
We filled him in on the events of our summer so far. I told him about Ben, the lifeguard at the beach that I had been flirting with. His eyes narrowed a bit when he heard that.
"Who is this guy? Is he just out for a piece of ass? You're better than that. You deserve to be treated with respect and love. I've finally figured out that you were the best part of my marriage to your mom."
"Ben's a good guy. He goes to NYU and is actually pre-law there. He's just home for the summer."
"Well, I don't care what he's studying or where he goes to school. If he isn't a perfect gentleman, I want to know about it."
"Maybe I don't want him to be a perfect gentleman, Jake." I gave him a wink, and he frowned. He probably didn't want to think of his stepdaughter having casual sex. I was a grown woman now, though, so he couldn't really say much.
After we all had a few drinks in us, we dragged Jake out on the dance floor. Rachel was practically going at it in a corner with her new man, so Kelly and I sandwiched Jake. He was a really good dancer, moving his hips in a way that would turn any woman on. Kelly took the spot in front of him, grinding her ass into him and finding a rhythm with his hips. I stayed in the back, pressing my breasts into him since I figured we were all just having fun.
When the music slowed down to a sexier song, Kelly took full advantage. She turned around in Jake's arms, slipping her legs around one of his muscular thighs. He was obviously heavily under the influence because he didn't try to pull away. His hand was on her ass as they practically made love on the dance floor. I started backing away, and I ended up bumping right into Ben.
"Wow, isn't that your roommate?"
"Yes it is. And my former stepfather. Imagine that." I laughed to let him know that I wasn't freaked out, and he pulled me close to him. We started moving slowly together, and I didn't pull away when his lips met mine, obviously hungry for a taste of me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and moved slowly to the beat with him. We continued to dance and make out through several more songs.
When I returned to the table with Ben in tow, Kelly was sitting on Jake's lap. They both took a shot of tequila, then sucked the lemons from each other's mouths. It was quite a sight.
"Um, you two a little busy over here?"
"I'm just showing Jake how to loosen up and have a good time. The poor guy is way too hot to be sitting around sulking over a woman who is obviously blind." They both let out a laugh when she said that, and I could tell they were feeling no pain.
"Well, this is my friend Ben."
"Hey, gorgeous. Layla has great taste!"
"Hello, Ben." Jake's face looked a bit more sober as he looked Ben up and down. It was hard to tell if he approved, but after what he had said earlier, it was obvious that he wasn't going to let Ben off the hook easily.
"It's nice to meet you, sir." He stuck out his hand, and I saw him wince when Jake returned the handshake. Jake was going to scare him away!
"Ben, can you go get me another drink, please?" I was looking for any excuse to get him out of there for a few minutes so I could talk to Jake.
"Sure, Layla. Be back in a few."
He headed toward the bar, and I stood there glaring at Jake and Kelly.
"What the hell was that? Ben is the nicest guy I've met in a long time, and you try to scare him away, Jake? He really is a good guy. And Kelly, pull your damn dress down and stop hanging all over my stepfather. You're both embarrassing me!"
"Layla, I'm sorry. I just can't imagine that there is a man in this world who is nearly good enough for you. Kelly and I are just having a little fun. Don't you think I deserve a little fun?"
"Well, yes, but I'm afraid of what will happen in the morning if this goes any further. But you're both adults."
As I stood there lecturing them, I realized that I was jealous. I didn't like to see her touching him. In some strange way I felt like he belonged to me. And maybe it was the alcohol, but up until that moment I hadn't ever felt attracted to him. I felt a fire start to burn deep inside me. It was so wrong, but I couldn't shake it. Just when I was giving into my naughty thoughts, Ben was back with a round for everyone.
"Thanks, Ben. You're a sweetheart."
"You're welcome. Anything for you pretty lady."
We all sat and drank together while I tried to shake my feelings for Jake. Ben nuzzled my neck and I saw Jake shoot daggers at him from across the table. Was he feeling the same thing I was or was it just fatherly protectiveness? I wasn't sure, but it was kind of hot.
It was getting close to closing time when Ben's cell phone started to ring. He stepped away to answer it, and Kelly and Jake were making after party plans. Ben returned a few minutes later with some bad news.
"Layla, I'm sorry, but I have to head home. Apparently one of my roommates got a little too drunk, and I need to go be with him. I hope we can do this again. Very soon." I told him it was okay and let him kiss me sweetly on the lips. The look in his eyes promised that I would see him again.
I turned back to the table feeling disappointed, but I put on a smile.
"I'm tired and ready to go home."
"We'll walk with you. Jake is going to come over for a night cap. He wants to make sure we get home safely."
I agreed that was fine. They could have their fun in the privacy of her room while I went to sleep. Rachel had gone home with her man over an hour before.
It only took us a few minutes to get back to our condo, and Kelly held onto Jake like he was her lifeline. I tried to keep my distance, but he kept glancing in my direction. The pull I felt toward him was hard to deny, but I knew it was wrong. Plus, Kelly would never forgive me.
When we got home, I excused myself and headed to my room. I
could hear them giggling in the living room, and I didn't want any part in it. I changed into an oversized shirt, took off my bra, and left on my lace thong. I pulled my hair up into a sloppy bun, washed my face, and brushed my teeth. I settled into my bed just as I started to hear not so innocent sounds from Kelly. A tiny rage burned inside of me as I imagined that beautiful man giving her pleasure. Maybe I had wanted him to be my daddy all along.
Feeling jealous, I put ear buds in to drown out the music. After about 20 minutes, it wasn’t working. I knew it was wrong and intrusive on so many levels, but I wanted to see what was going on out there for myself.
I opened my bedroom door as quietly as I could and closed it behind me. I crept toward the living room and stopped just shy of where they could see me. But I could see them.
Jake was sitting on the couch with his shirt off and his trousers undone. Kelly was straddling him in nothing but a pink g-string. Her huge, fake tits were in his face, and he was sucking one of her nipples. She was grinding down into his lap, and her hands were in his hair.
Wetness instantly pooled between my legs as I watched him pleasure her. Without thinking, I reached down into my panties and started to rub myself. I was being so bad, but I couldn't take my eyes off of them.
I watched as Jake lifted her from his lap and placed her on her back on the couch. He kissed the part of her thigh just a little higher than her knee as he slowly moved her g-string over her hips and slipped it off. He kissed his way all the way up both of her inner thighs, and she was already writhing with pleasure. When he leaned forward and licked her clit with a flattened tongue, she practically yelled his name. Jake licked slow circles around her clit then went lower and spread her wide. He thrust his tongue inside her soaking wet pussy, and she was loving it.