The Secret History of Hatty Ha Ha ... Begins

by S M Mala

  He closed his eyes as he humped away. Gina’s legs were splayed wide as he watched his cock piston in and out, her wet tight hole giving him pleasure for the umpteenth time.

  ‘Ya good, ya so good,’ she groaned.

  He squeezed her breast tightly, just how she liked it, and continued to hump her with abandon.

  As Jake closed his eyes, the image of Hatty came into his head. She was on her knees giving him a blow job, her pouty lips surrounding his hard on, as she looked up into his eyes. Immediately he felt like he was going to come.

  ‘Oh fuck,’ he groaned, while imagining pushing the young woman down to the ground and screwing her hard.

  In his mind she was screaming out in ecstasy. It took a minute for him to realise Gina was making the noises. He came with a grunt and a little growl before collapsing on top of her for a moment. Quickly, he pulled out and took off the condom, carefully wrapping it in a paper towel then getting quickly changed.

  ‘Come back here,’ said Gina.

  She lay naked on the sofa in the spare corner office used as a store room while Jake pulled up his trousers.

  He glanced over at her light brown skin, smiling at her tan marks emphasising her small breasts and light brown nipples.

  ‘I have to go,’ he said, looking out onto the estate.

  ‘Where ya goin’?’

  ‘Things to do and people to see. Thanks for this.’

  ‘Me like making love to ya,’ she said, spreading her legs so he could see her perfectly trimmed pubic hair glistening with her own juices. ‘Ya comin’ to mine tonight?’

  ‘Nothing would give me more pleasure,’ he replied, walking towards her and gently stroking her breasts. He reached for his t-shirt, pulling it on. ‘But we’ve got some friends coming over this evening so I have to stick around and entertain them, like the dutiful son I am.’

  ‘Let’s make love again,’ she purred.

  He noticed her hands go between her legs. Jake swallowed hard and was in two minds whether to pull down his trousers or to leave. Just as he was about to unbutton his fly, he saw a figure pass by on a bike. He slipped on his sneakers.

  ‘Tomorrow,’ he said, kissing her quickly, running out, down the stairs, out of the office and onto the grounds.

  Jake looked around to see if he was spotted before strolling slowly towards the garage.

  ‘Jake!’ he heard his father shout. He let out a deep breath then turned to see him coming out of the house. ‘Where are you off to?’

  ‘I thought I’d go for a drive,’ he smiled, running his fingers through his messy brown hair.

  ‘You know son,’ said Murray, walking towards him and putting a gentle arm across his shoulders. ‘You really should be a little bit more discreet if you’re sleeping with one of my staff.’

  ‘Ah,’ Jake muttered going red. ‘I’m sorry if-.’

  ‘I employ Gina not to entertain you but to work for me in the office. Having an extended lunch break is not in her contract,’ Murray said seriously. ‘If you want to play around, that’s fine, but don’t do it on company time let alone on my premises. I have other employees who aren’t that impressed.’

  ‘Yes, sir,’ Jake replied and looked straight into his father’s eyes. ‘She’s gorgeous though.’

  ‘You better be taking precautions,’ the man whispered.

  ‘I’m all wrapped up, so to speak,’ he quickly replied. His father laughed out loudly. ‘I better go.’

  ‘Don’t forget dinner tonight. Be back by six or Delores will go mad if you’re late.’

  ‘Fine,’ he said, rummaging around in his jeans pocket for his car keys and to check he had his wallet and mobile.

  Jake jumped into the jeep and sped away down the drive towards the other end of the island. As he drove around the coast, he appreciated the scenery and slowed down for a moment to take in the view, his eyes settling to where the old house stood.

  That part of the island was towards the north and still unscathed. He knew his father didn’t want to build anything there but it seemed like a different place altogether, hardly inhabited except for one person’s daily visit.

  After stopping off for half an hour to get some food, drinks and chat up some local girls, he parked the jeep away from the house. He hadn’t been there for a week since his last swim and wondered what he’d find today. Jake got out of the car but his mobile started to ring. He quickly answered it, hoping not to be overheard.

  ‘Hello,’ he whispered, knowing immediately who it was.

  ‘Jake,’ Serena said sounding pissed off. ‘I’ve been calling for days.’

  ‘The reception’s pretty lousy,’ he lied. ‘I was going to call you later from the house.’

  ‘Why are you whispering?’ she asked. ‘Is there someone with you?’

  ‘I’m doing some wild life spotting,’ he said, amused by his comment when he saw Hatty’s bike locked against the fence. ‘It’s very interesting.’

  ‘I want to come and see you,’ she sighed. ‘I miss you.’

  ‘You know I have to spend time with the old man and the fact he let me come to this island is a big deal. He usually books us into Antigua or another one of his resorts but now he’s letting me come to his private paradise.’

  ‘What’s it like?’

  ‘Not as advanced as the other resorts and the locals seem friendly enough,’ he said, keeping his voice very low.

  ‘How friendly Jake?’ Serena asked suspiciously.

  ‘Hey, you know you’re the only girl in my heart.’

  ‘But not on the end of your dick?’

  ‘How’s the summer job going?’ he laughed, avoiding a reply.

  ‘All I’m doing is running around getting coffee for everyone,’ she moaned. ‘I want to be doing something more exciting.’

  ‘You’re working in a summer placement for ‘Vogue’! How much more exciting is that?’ Jake laughed and shook his head knowing his girlfriend didn’t want to do the placement at all.

  It was only down to his cunning plan he managed to secure it so he could be let out alone for summer.

  ‘It better put me in good stead when I need a permanent job!’

  ‘Serena, I expect you’ll be running the magazine in a few years while I become the editor of ‘‘New York Times’’.’

  ‘Any word on getting a job?’

  ‘I’ll sort it when I get back.’

  ‘Unless your daddy wants you to take over the business?’

  ‘No way and he knows better than to ask,’ he said, hearing noises coming from inside the old house. ‘Look I better go. I’ll talk to you later.’

  ‘Over the internet? I’ve got a surprise for you,’ she teased as Jake smiled, letting out a massive sigh knowing how Serena loved to put on a show.

  ‘I can’t wait.’

  He turned off the phone and put it into his back pocket. Jake proceeded to quietly walk past the house and down the green path leading to the fresh water pool. As Jake arrived, he was surprised to find Hatty wasn’t there. Searching around, there was no sign of her. He let out a disappointed sigh, putting down his bag of drink and food then stripped off to walk into the pool.

  The cool water made his skin tingle. He ducked underneath and washed away the smell of sex from his skin and let out a little laugh. Gina liked her sex rough, not that he minded but he felt tired afterwards, always relieved to get his breath back.

  Jake shook his head and wondered what else she’d plan for him next time he saw her. The biting was a little new but he soon got into the swing of it after making sure he’d left no marks. It just turned her on which made Gina more appreciative. His mind wandered for a moment until he heard footsteps and whistling coming towards him. He quickly got out and hid behind a tree, spotting Hatty coming towards the pool.

  She flung her satchel to the ground, smiling at scenery. Then she promptly dusted her dungarees down which he noticed were covered in saw dust.

  ‘Shit,’ she said, flinging off the straps and pulling them of
f as she shook out the remaining dust.

  Jake held his breath as she took off her vest, bra then knickers. He looked at her curvy body and her intense dark nipples on her full rounded breasts. Something stirred between his legs. He put his hand over his crotch to hide his desire. The image had been stuck in his mind from the first time he saw her.

  Now he wanted to get closer to take a better look.

  Hatty walked quickly into the pool and went under for a second then coming up for air. Her hair, when wet, reached her bottom as she stood up and walked towards the trickling water of the stream. Jake noticed she was standing in the sun where the water was obviously warmer. He moved around the tree to examine her body more closely and smiled when he saw the beauty spot on her bottom.

  Again, his mind wandered as he longed to know what she tasted like between her legs and he wanted to screw her so badly. He watched her hand reach between her legs and anticipated she might be in the mood to play. Holding his breath, he watched her hands travel up and down then rested over her pubes. Then he momentarily lost concentration and managed to slip on the wet grass, falling down beside the tree.

  ‘Whose there!’ Hatty screamed, instantly dropping down in to the water. ‘It better not be that pervert white boy!’

  ‘I’m not a pervert,’ he said, getting up, holding his t-shirt to hide his hard on. Then he turned around, putting his boxers and trousers on. ‘I didn’t think you were here.’

  ‘Obviously,’ she said unconvinced as she peered at him. The only bit showing from the water, were her eyes and the top of her head. ‘Go away!’

  ‘It’s a free country,’ he said and walked towards the edge of the pool. ‘And there’s no point hiding under the water. I can see your naked backside from here.’ Hatty covered her bits as she glared hard at him. ‘I’ve seen it all before so there’s no shocking me.’

  ‘Fine,’ she replied and, to Jake’s surprise, she quickly got up and walked out of the pool, passing him. She put her clothes on. He turned to see her standing in her bra and pants as she flashed him the most evil look he had ever received. This only made him smile. ‘Pervert!’

  ‘Ha Ha, I’m not interested,’ he lied, discreetly eyeing her up and down, wishing he could kiss her all over and make her come. ‘And you should be careful taking your clothes off. You never know who’s going to pass by.’

  ‘Like you!’ she hissed, putting on her dungarees with her back to him. ‘Why are you here again?’

  ‘I was driving around the island and thought I’d stop off as it’s a pretty hot day,’ Jake replied, seeing the drips of water fall from her hair. ‘I’ve been good and kept away since last time.’

  ‘Ya should keep away permanent.’

  ‘Actually Harriet, you’ll find it’s my father who owns this land and that house. If anyone is trespassing, it’s you!’ Jake watched her turn and glare, in such a way, it made him want to laugh at her angry baby face. ‘I’m only stating facts.’

  ‘Are you telling me I’m not allowed to come here!’ she barked. ‘You, who has never stepped foot on this island before, are telling me I’m the one who can’t use this place! The bloody cheek of it!’

  ‘Your English accent is very good,’ he said meekly. ‘That’s not what I meant.’

  ‘I know what you meant!’ she said angrily, grabbing her satchel. ‘Fine! Then I’ll find somewhere else.’

  Hatty stormed off as Jake stood there unsure what to do.

  ‘I didn’t mean it like that,’ he shouted, running behind her and grabbed her arm as she turned around to face him. ‘I’m only here for a while. Can’t we share? Then I’ll go home and no-one need know about this place.’ He noticed her intense large dark eyes fix on his face and examined her pouty dark pink lips and furious expression. Jake wanted to laugh but he knew she’d only get upset. ‘Listen, I’ve got some food and drink, would you like to share?’

  ‘No!’ she snapped.

  ‘Don’t be horrible. I need to get some space to myself too.’

  ‘I’m not horrible, you’re horrible,’ Hatty seethed, throwing her satchel back down to the ground. ‘What’ve you got to eat?’

  Jake sipped on his water ten minutes later, watching her apply mosquito repellent spray onto her skin. He noticed the remnants of an old bite on her arm.

  ‘Do you need to put that much on?’ he remarked, waving his hand in front of his face to get rid of the smell.

  ‘It keeps insects away,’ she replied and discreetly smiled, flashing him a glance. ‘And big bugs too.’

  ‘You’re implying I’m a bug.’

  ‘You’re bugging me.’

  ‘You can get malaria tablets to stop them from biting.’

  ‘They’d still bite me.’

  ‘Drink gin.’

  ‘I don’t drink gin. Me father was an alcoholic,’ she said, spraying herself again.

  ‘You don’t have to cover yourself in the stuff.’

  ‘Master Jake, me have to. Believe me. See,’ she said, pointing to a few scars on her arm before rolling up her trousers to show him some small scars. ‘That’s what they do and sometimes they do this.’ She pointed to small white marks on her thigh. ‘Literally take me colour!’ Hatty then laughed. ‘Me not want to get bitten all over so me get white, ya see.’

  ‘Drop the accent,’ Jake said and opened up his bag to hand her half a sandwich.

  ‘Pardon?’

  ‘When you were having your tantrum, you broke out into perfect English.’ Jake saw her snarling at him. ‘I haven’t got a cup to put your sandwich in, if that’s alright with you? I know you don’t eat your food from a plate like normal people but from a cup, which is a little strange.’

  ‘I don’t need a cup only for soft things,’ she snapped, snatching the food out of his hand and sniffing it, making Jake laugh. ‘And I think the food tastes better from a cup but that has nuttin to do with you.’

  ‘Why’ve you been spying on me?’ he asked, sitting back against the tree as she flicked her hair behind her back, splashing drips of water onto his face.

  ‘I haven’t been spying on you. Sounds like you’ve been spying on me.’

  ‘Me sure you were,’ he teased then bit into the sandwich. Luke noticed she was looking at him from the corner of her eye. She looked so pretty, he instantly wanted to kiss her but suspected she’d break his balls in the process. ‘Every time I go outside, before dinner, you’re sitting on the porch looking over. Now tell me if that’s not spying?’

  ‘You’re cavorting with Gina Glory Glory openly. Isn’t my problem I’m looking over.’

  ‘You don’t look happy?’

  ‘I think it’s disgusting! The pair of you got no shame. I was told you and she are forever disappearing to get up to whatever in Murray’s office when the people are there. They can hear you, you know.’

  ‘We’re fucking Hatty, that’s what we’re doing,’ he said, watching her mouth slightly drop open before she shut it tight.

  ‘She your girlfriend now?’ she asked unconvinced.

  ‘My girlfriend is in New York.’ Again Jake noticed the shocked expression on Hatty’s face. ‘And she doesn’t know I’m having fun, if that’s your next question.’

  ‘Screwing about,’ Hatty corrected, shaking her head. ‘Don’t you think that’s not nice?’

  ‘Why do you put on your accent?’ he said, immediately feeling uncomfortable and wanting to change the subject. ‘You don’t need to speak in broken English to impress me! I like all types of girls.’

  ‘Sod off!’ she snapped as he laughed out loudly seeing her face glow with rage. ‘I’m not interested in you or your type.’

  ‘Explain your pretend local accent then?’

  ‘I don’t have to explain anything to anyone. Everyone knows how I speak and I like the local lingo.’

  ‘Though, effectively, you’re insulting them as your accent is pretty shit.’

  ‘You’re a shit!’ she said, turning to look at him. ‘I don’t know you and you’re being rud
e!’

  ‘Jesus fuck Harriet, you’re more well-spoken than your Aunt Delores. I am impressed.’

  Jake noticed she bit her lip really hard, obviously trying to stop herself from saying something.

  ‘My aunt told me last week to keep away from you,’ she eventually said, biting into her sandwich and smiling brightly at him. ‘And I have to do what my aunt says.’

  ‘Why’d she say that?’

  ‘She says you’re out to get what you want which is obviously, what did you say?’ She pondered for a moment, taking another bite sandwich. ‘A fuck.’

  ‘Now you’re being insulting.’

  ‘Me not care!’ Hatty smiled at him, her cheeks glowing before she laughed and sat up against the tree. ‘Ya gone bright red.’

  ‘I’m hot,’ he said, feeling his face burn.

  ‘Me embarrass ya?’

  ‘Your accent is embarrassing,’ he swiped back, taking a long swig from his water. ‘Wish this was a beer! I think I need to get drunk to stay in your company.’

  ‘I never asked you to come here,’ she said, taking his bottle out of his hand, making a show of wiping the top clean before sipping the water. ‘Shouldn’t you be somewhere else doing something?’

  ‘What’s there to do?’

  ‘I think you discovered it with Gina Glory Glory,’ Hatty laughed. ‘You know her real name is Glory. She changed it because when her men friends became excited, they used to shout out ‘Glory Glory Halleluiah!’ and she didn’t like it!’ She started to roar with laughter as he just stared. Jake didn’t say anything for a moment as he truly thought Hatty was a beauty and sat there, dumb founded, she didn’t realise. ‘Why are you looking at me like that?’

  ‘Strange,’ he said, taking the water bottle, licking where her lips had been. She grimaced as he looked at the dust on her dungarees. ‘Why are your clothes covered in sawdust?’

  ‘Oh,’ she said, alarmed and brushed the remnants away. ‘I went to see Philip about borrowing something.’

  ‘Philip?’ he said, turning to look at her. ‘The tall man who works at the timber yard? Isn’t he Frederick’s son and little too big for you?’

  ‘Ya gat little man syndrome?’ she laughed, turning her nose up at him.