Fantasy (26 page)

Several hours had passed before Karl appeared in the doorway of the living room. He was sweaty and had his tee shirt thrown over his shoulder. His physique was remarkable; he had obviously just returned from working out.

“Hey, what’s up guys? I see you finally arrived?” Karl moved across the room, greeting Bryce and Raven before flopping onto the large leather ottoman that sat in the middle of the room.

“Finally arrived?” Bryce began laughing. “Pops, we arrived over two hours ago. I took Raven on a tour of the grounds, and we even ate lunch. The question is where have you been?”

Karl shook his head laughing. He was gone longer than he had anticipated. He wanted to be at the house to greet Bryce and Raven when they arrived, but his country jog allowed his mind to wander and so did he. “Alright, wise ass, I’m glad you guys are settled in. I had the grocery store deliver some food for us for the weekend, and they still forgot one of the ingredients I need for my pasta dinner.”

“Oh, you cook?” Raven asked Karl, trying to keep her mind off of how good he was looking. Sweaty or not, the man was fine as hell.

“Do I cook? Young lady, you’re in for a treat. I can throw together a mean Italian meal, wine and hot baked bread included.” Karl smiled at Raven confident in his statement.

Raven looked over at Bryce, who was cosigning his father’s declaration by nodding his head. “Well, alright then, I can’t wait to taste that meal. It’ll be nice to have the men cook for the ladies this weekend.” Raven, of course, was referring to her and Mrs. Towson.

“Hey, speaking of ladies, where is grandmother?” Bryce asked his father.
“I forgot to tell you that your grandmother couldn’t make it this weekend, but she sends her love and hopes everyone enjoys themselves. She’ll see you when you get back.” Karl stood up swinging his shirt back over his shoulder. He excused himself before leaving to take a shower.
Raven felt a stirring deep within. The thought of Mrs. Towson not being there was exciting but dangerous; she knew Mrs. Towson watched her like a hawk, so she would have been on her “A” game. Her fantasies about Karl had taken over for the last several months, and although Bryce prospered from her overly sexed hormones, this weekend was going to be tough. Just thinking about Karl had made her wet between her legs. She wished she could join him in the shower and assist in removing the layers of sweat from his body.
“Well, baby girl, it’s just the three of us for the weekend, so just relax and let your mind run free, no stress, all pleasure and margaritas.” Bryce kissed Raven on the cheek as he got up to make them margaritas.
“Mango please, with sugar on the brim!” Raven called after Bryce, placing her order.
The remainder of the evening was very enjoyable. They played games, drank, and took a walk together, sharing time and just acting silly. The country setting was spread apart; you definitely needed a car to get around, and the nearest grocery store was a good twenty minutes one way. Bryce showed Raven a couple of the other houses that were included in the private residential area; they were just as beautiful as the Towson’s home, with affluent couples occupying those homes as well. Their night ended with a candle-lit barbecue on the deck and more cocktails.
Raven felt peaceful and at ease with her decision to accompany Bryce for the weekend. After a hot shower, Raven climbed into bed with Bryce and made love to him, showing her appreciation for his choice to share his life with her. She fell off to sleep not once thinking about Karl.
Raven awoke in the middle of the night. Her mouth was dry and felt like cotton. The alcohol she had consumed earlier left her dehydrated. Bryce looked so content sleeping, she didn’t want to awake him. She tip toed to the adjoining bathroom in their room to get a quick drink of water. No cups in sight, she cupped her hands, attempting to quench her thirst. “This shit isn’t working.” Raven was frustrated, looking around, hoping a cup would magically appear. Leaving the bathroom, she slipped into her panties and decided to sneak down to the kitchen, remembering the bottles of spring water in the refrigerator. It was 3:30a.m. according to the alarm clock in their bedroom. The house was eerie and still as Raven made her way to the kitchen. She retrieved a bottle of water from the fridge. Closing the door, the lights in the kitchen were flipped on blinding her.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. I thought I heard some movement in here.” Karl stood in the kitchen, looking at Raven who was frozen in position, her hand shielding her eyes from the bright light.
There she stood with her bottle of water, panties, and no bra. Raven felt embarrassed and aroused. At the same time, she moved the bottle of water in front of her chest, trying to block her now erect nipples. “I’m so embarrassed.” Raven began walking towards Karl to exit the kitchen. “I was thirsty and I
. . .
” Not able to finish her sentence, she was busy watching the erection in Karl’s pajama pants. Raven’s heart began to beat at an accelerated pace. She felt excited, and this was her chance to make those fantasies a reality.
As she exited the kitchen, she lowered the water bottle so Karl could get a good look at her chocolate nipples. Tracing the outline of her nipples with her finger, she placed her finger in her mouth and spoke. “I’m so sorry, Karl. I should have dressed completely before coming to the kitchen; I just thought everyone would be asleep.” Raven batted her eyes as the look of innocence now made her appear even sexier.
“It’s fine, Raven. We’ll keep this between us, and I’ll see you in the morning.” Karl licked his lips several times and didn’t once try to conceal his hand grasping his erect penis. Raven lingered in the doorway a minute longer before turning around and slowly, walking back to her bedroom.

The next morning was awkward at breakfast as Karl and Bryce did much of the talking. Raven watched the both of them and knew that if Karl would have approached her last night, she would have fucked him right there on the kitchen floor.
Am I a whore
? Raven began having conversations with herself, trying to understand why one minute she was so focused on Bryce and the next minute she wanted his father.

“Does that sound like a plan to you, Raven?” Karl looked at her as she finished her Belgian waffles and eggs.
“Excuse me?” Raven stopped chewing.
“I thought I would fix my famous Italian meal for us tonight. Bryce is going to have you out all day, so tonight we’ll have the dinner I promised.” Karl smiled at Raven, knowing she was feeling awkward after last night.
“That sounds good to me.” Raven smiled, only looking in Bryce’s direction. She was glad he had an entire day planned because, after last night, she couldn’t bear to be around Karl any longer than she had to be.
The Hamptons were beautiful; there were so many beautiful fields of flowers in all colors, they looked like painted pictures pulled from a magazine. The houses were beyond what she imagined she swore she recognized them from one of those entertainment shows.
Bryce drove her through several of the gated communities and introduced her to some of his acquaintances he’d known for years. He showed her a different side of his world. This is who he was, lavish houses, quaint bistros, yachts, and private beaches. This type of shit she only dreamed of, and soon this would be her world as well. Their day was nonstop.
Raven felt exhausted as Bryce pulled the car into the driveway. She looked at her reflection in the mirror. She was a shade darker from being on the beach earlier.
When they entered the house, the smell of garlic, butter, and other seasonings met them at the front door.
“Hey, love birds. How was your day in the Hamptons?” Karl chirped from the kitchen. He was in full chef mode; soft music was playing as he maneuvered around the kitchen as if that was his chosen career.
“We had a great time, pops.” Bryce moved over to one of the pots on the stove, tasting the sauce that was on simmer.
“Everything smells so delicious, Karl. So you really put it down in the kitchen, huh?” Raven sat on the stool at the kitchen counter watching her man and his father bond over a pot of sauce.
“Yeah, I do a little something. You guys have at least an hour or two before we eat, so go relax.” Karl continued to sauté the Italian sausage, checking the flame before placing it in the sauce.
“Cool I need a shower. The sand from the beach is everywhere, and a little rest won’t hurt, either.” Raven hopped down from the stool, headed towards the bedroom.
“I can help you wash that sand away if you like?” Bryce teased Raven.
She rolled her eyes playfully, disappearing from the kitchen.
The cool jet streams of water from the showerhead relived Raven’s sun-drenched skin. She lathered her body with honeysuckle body wash and let the foam run between every crack and crevasse on her body. Her sun-tanned body looked like two shades of chocolate fudge; her Brazilian-waxed pussy looked more tempting now that her skin was two different shades of brown. This was her last full night in the Hamptons, and she would make sure it was a memorable one for Bryce. Stepping out of the shower, Raven toweled herself off and began singing. She felt wonderful. She wanted to look sexy tonight for her man; she knew exactly what she would wear. Raven stopped singing as she entered their bedroom and began smiling. Laying on the bed was a beautiful fresh-cut stem of lavender, a blindfold, handcuffs, and a note that read:
Beautiful one;
I hope you enjoyed your shower. Please relax and place the blindfold on. I’ll return to you in five minutes . . . No questions . . . do as you’re told and be a good girl
!
Raven was excited at the thought of her man being so creative and freaky. She was more than willing to obey. She finished drying her body off, and smoothed body cream all over to soften her sun-drenched skin. Raven blindfolded herself and lay her naked body on the cool sheets. The chill from the sheets was so relaxing, she felt like she was floating on a cloud.
There was a knock on the door.
Startled, Raven began to giggle as she called for her lover to enter.
“Come in, sir.” Raven laughed. “I can’t believe you got me lying here blindfolded.” Raven continued to ramble on.
She could hear the door open then close with the lock clicking in the air.
Her hands were separated over her head as the handcuffs were placed in position. There was no response given.
“Oh, I get it; I’m your love slave. Okay, baby, have it your way.” She was really enjoying the role-play.
Raven’s legs were then spread eagle, exposing her fully. She was so excited about the little game, her pussy began pulsating, waiting to be touched. Her nipples were erect. She knew her lover had to be aroused by her body, which was open for his full pleasure. Raven lay still as she felt what had to be the stem of lavender being traced down her limbs, over her arms, thighs, stomach, and breast. The flowers were brushed under her nose as she took in a whiff of their sweet floral notes. Raven began to squirm with excitement. She had never imagined her man being so erotic. His lips traced her nipples giving each one equal play.
His mustache felt coarse against her skin, making her squirm even more. He licked down to her navel as Raven raised her pussy to his mouth, begging him to fuck her. His stiff tongue plunged deep between her legs, lapping at her moistness. Raven was out of control. As she grasped onto the headboard for balance as she moved her mound against his mouth.
“Just fuck me, baby, please; just fuck me.” Raven felt sensuously tortured. Bryce had never bought this out of her before. Her pussy continued being tongued. The moistness flowed to the crack of her ass, followed by his tongue. A buzzing noise soon entered the air. Her senses were on high alert as she felt the vibration rubbing against her clitoris before entering the walls of her pussy.
Her lover continued tonguing her ass while the cold vibrator rumbled about in her hot opening.
Raven came uncontrollably as she was having both of her holes serviced. Her body convulsed shaking the bed with a force. The clang of the handcuffs rang in the air as she came over and over. As quick as she was bought to her climax, she was left alone on the bed, no handcuffs but, still blindfolded and exhausted.
The room was silent. Raven lay still five more minutes before removing the blindfold. She sat up on the bed, dazed but quietly desiring to experience the whole thing again. Left in a puddle of moistness, she pulled herself up to get dressed and saw the silver vibrator entangled in the sheets.
“This boy thought of everything.” She smiled, turning on the vibrator, allowing it to massage the palm of her hand. “Who would think something this small would do such a big job?” Raven straightened up the bed and tucked the vibrator in her bag. Her and Bryce would laugh about this later. It was official: her man was a
freak
!
Raven arrived in the kitchen with a big smile on her face, looking around for Bryce.
Karl was slicing pieces of Italian bread to place in the oven. “How was your shower?” Karl asked never looking up from his work.
“It was heavenly, the best shower I’ve had,” Raven answered, still on a high from being fucked so well. Still no signs of Bryce. She knew he was a freak but, damn, a magician, too?
“Do you know where Bryce is?” Raven peeked out on the deck, still no sign of Bryce.
“He’s at the store, picking up an ingredient for my scallops. He should be back any minute.” Karl answered, smiling.
“At the store?” Raven was confused.
“Yeah the store, you know how long that takes. He’s been gone for over thirty minutes he should be back at anytime.” Karl licked his lips, handing Raven the place settings to put on the dining room table.
Raven walked slowly towards the dining room. If Bryce was at the store, then that could only mean one thing. Raven almost dropped the place settings as she entered the dining room. Sitting in the middle of the table was a beautiful arrangement of fresh cut lavender.
“Oh god, no, this can’t be real.” Raven felt a mix of emotions. She was confused, scared, and angry; but the one emotion that remained was the desire to fuck him again before Bryce returned from the store. Her guilt took over as she placed the plates on the table and quickly walked out to the front driveway, awaiting Bryce’s return.
It was another fifteen minutes before Bryce returned to the house with his father’s missing ingredient. Raven greeted him by smacking a huge wet kiss on his lips. She pulled back slowly and stood there staring into his eyes.
“Damn, baby, if I knew I was going to get that response I would leave you alone here more often. Bryce returned her affection by kissing her on the forehead.
“No, I don’t think you want to do that.” Raven hugged Bryce around the waist as they entered the house.
The three of them sat down to eat. Bryce and his father were heavy in conversation about business for the first time over the weekend. Bryce barely noticed Raven not participating in the conversation; he figured her to be tired from being out earlier.
The night couldn’t have ended fast enough. This was their last evening in the Hamptons, and she was planning to leave what had happened right there. Raven stuck close to Bryce for the remainder of the evening while Karl eyed her as if she were a piece of candy. She tried not to entertain the thought but she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
The next morning, Raven awoke early, anticipating her escape from the Hamptons. Not even Madison would believe the shit that took place this weekend, she thought.
Bryce and Raven arrived back in New York at dusk, enough time for her to settle in for the work week. She couldn’t get what had happened off her mind. Was she going crazy or did Karl provide her with pleasure unmeasured by none?
“Okay, snap the hell out of it, Raven.” She was engulfed in her thoughts; she couldn’t go another day without talking to Karl about what happened.
The next day, she contacted Karl’s office and asked to see him. They agreed to meet at her place. Raven had to address what had happened. The last thing she wanted was for Bryce to get wind of her torrid fantasy or his father’s scheming ways.
Dressed in a skirt and tank top, Raven sat nervously on her couch, shaking her leg and sipping wine. The music of Anthony Hamilton played softly in the background. All she could think about was saving her relationship and burying what had happened in the Hamptons. She had left work early, using the excuse of an upset stomach, so she would have time to get herself together to face Karl. The knock on her apartment door startled her; Karl wasn’t due for two more hours.
“Good evening.” Raven looked away from Karl as if she would turn to stone if she looked him in the eyes. “You know why I asked you here, I’m sure.” She was curt. “I love your son, and I do want to be his wife one day.” Raven continued to babble on, shutting the door behind Karl.
“Raven, there’s no doubt you love my son, but are you telling me you didn’t enjoy your time in the Hamptons?” Karl moved into her space lifting her chin to see her eyes. “It’s no secret you’ve been watching me. Baby girl, I’ve been watching you, too.” Karl moved his hand down her shoulder and began massaging her supple breast with his hands.
“Please Mr. Towson don’t . . . ” Raven moved his hands.
“Don’t what, Raven? We’re two adults here.” Karl moved in closer placing his chest against her.
“What are you worried about, Bryce finding out? My son is working late tonight; I made sure of that.” Karl traced Raven’s nipple with his finger.
Raven lost her breath as Karl kneaded her breast with one hand and began removing her skirt with the other. She didn’t want this to happen, but she felt like the fiend in the neighborhood chasing that pipe.
Karl leaned over and kissed Raven lightly on her lips. His mustache felt just like his son’s.
She was lost; there was nothing she could do as she opened her mouth to receive his tongue. Raven lifted her arms as Karl removed her shirt, and she removed her skirt and thong, standing in the middle of the living room, ready to receive a man who was damn near thirty years her junior.
Karl looked over Raven’s body; it appeared even more beautiful than in the Hamptons. Her chocolate nipples were so erect as he leaned over and traced them with his tongue.
“If I give you this, there will be no more, Karl. I want to be with your son.” Raven looked him dead in his eyes. There was no turning back.
He didn’t hear a word she said as he inserted two fingers into her pussy and placed his tongue back in her mouth. They lay back on her sofa, lost in the moment.
Raven unzipped his pants to release his erection. His dick was a nice size. Raven pushed him back to get a full view.
Karl smiled as her eyes told the story. It was beyond what she had expected, and obviously it met her approval. Karl stood up, lowering his pants to the floor. He sat back on the sofa with Raven positioned over him.
Raven thought she was going to explode as Karl lowered her on to his erection. Palming her firm brown ass, he brought her forward so he could continue servicing her nipples.
“Oh Karl,” Raven cried out, as she worked her wet pussy up and down his shaft.. He stretched her young pussy, forcing it to take all of him. They continued to fuck in all positions on her couch as she demonstrated one of the many reasons why his son was so taken with her.
“You are going to make me cum, young lady.” Karl was moaning.
Raven now lay on her side as he took her from the back. Her legs were cocked open as he played with her clitoris. She teased her own nipples, about to explode as well.
Holding on to dear life, not wanting to release, Karl placed her on the floor and continued entering her from behind. His dick was so thick, Raven felt every pulse as he entered and reentered her now-sore pussy. “I’m getting ready to cum, baby.” Karl slowed his pace pulling out of Raven.
“Oh, don’t stop. Just a couple more strokes.” Raven begged like a crack whore for another hit.
Karl plunged his dick deep inside, pounding her walls with force.
She released, bucking wildly on her floor. Raven was wildeyed as she pushed Karl onto the sofa and took his dick into her mouth. Her jaws pulled with great force as she sucked him off and rubbed his sack to help with the release.
“Oh shit, girl, you real good . . . ” Karl grabbed a hand full of her thick hair as he fucked her mouth. She deep-throated him with such strength, he couldn’t control his release. The force from his body shook him as Raven ate him entirely. He closed his eyes as his legs stiffened and released his nut into her mouth.
Raven sucked him down as the overspill from the explosion dripped onto the sides of her mouth.
It was over. Karl lay back on the sofa. Bringing his head forward he heard Raven giggling.