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Fuck this, I had to do something or I was going go fucking insane.

Chapter 14

Chelsea

"Ok, something's up with you."

I looked up from my book in my hands as I sat curled up on my dorm room bed to see my roommate Lucy raising a knowing eyebrow at me. “What do you mean?

Lucy sighed dramatically. “I
mean
, I've shared a room with you for five months now, and I've
never
seen you this...
glowy
before."

Her eyes suddenly widened as a big grin spread across her face. “Oh
I know
what it is! Oh my
God
, did prudish little Chelsea actually find a
guy
?"

Lucy was my best friend and roommate, but I still didn't know how I could possibly tell her about my hot affair from the winter break. How would that conversation
possibly
start?
 

'Well, Lucy, you see I spent my winter break losing my virginity to my much older next door neighbor, who also happens to be my dad's best friend. Oh, and I let him shoot his thick load right inside of me without any protection - three times, actually. Oh and did I mention, he has a REALLY big cock?’

Yeah, I still had to think that one through.

Instead, I rolled my eyes, feeling my cheeks flush pink. “Oh c’mon!
Prudish?
You make it sound like I'm a schoolmarm from the prairie or something!" I tossed a pillow at my friend, knowing she was just giving me a hard time.

"Chelsea;
five months
, and you haven't hooked up with a single guy here at school. Unless, of course, you're being
very
discreet about it."

I stuck my tongue out at her. "Well, maybe it
is
a guy."

Lucy grinned and excitedly ran over and jumped onto the bed next to me. “
Sooooo
....dish! C’mon, tell me about him! What class is he in?"

What class is he in;
'uh, well Lucy, he actually graduated around the same time as my DAD, by which I mean he literally graduated college with my father.'

Right, like I could say all that to Lucy, even if she
was
my best friend.

I'd barely gotten a chance to talk to Jake before coming back up to school after the break. We'd managed one
very
hot kiss behind his garage one night while I was supposed to be taking the garbage out, and I'd gotten more than a few hugs that lingered
just
on the cusp of being inappropriately long when others were around. But beyond that, I'd gone back to school wondering how I was possible going to manage to go all the way until spring break without him.

"It’s- It's complicated. He's, uh, he's a little bit older."

Lucy arched an eyebrow at me curiously. “How
much
older?"

I didn't say anything, but I knew my burning cheeks gave it away.

"
Woah!
Look at Chelsea with the older guy!" Lucy playfully poked me in the arm as she teased me. "Well, little miss secrets, I need to run to class, but we are
not
done dishing on this new development!"

*****

Later that night, when I knew Lucy was gone for her late shift at the campus health center desk, I let more than my mind wander to Jake Harding. There were complications, of course, to all of this. But for the time being, I pushed all those pesky thoughts of my being so much younger and the whole thing being so wrong out of my head as I crawled under my covers and let my mind and my fingers wander.

I thought of my last wickedly naughty meet-up with Jake, when he'd dragged me giggling behind his garage and pressed me up against the wall there. I'd moaned as he kissed me hard, feeling his tongue slip past my lips and wrestle with my own as his thick bulge pressed into me.

We'd barely gotten to his hand sliding up under my t-shirt, his fingers slipping over an aching nipple, before my mom had called out for me from the back door.

I'd just wanted
one more
time with him before I went back to school; just one more time to feel his thick cock throbbing bare inside of my up-until-recently virgin slit. I wanted to look into his eyes as I came like a firework exploding, stretched and filled so perfectly on his big dick. And most of all, I wanted to feel him
come
; wanted to feel his thick load of potent seed splash up inside of my fertile young pussy and fill me to the brim.

I had my panties down around my ankles and my fingers buried deep into my slick, tight channel then; groaning as I fucked myself while fingers from my other hand slowly drew circles around my buzzing little clit.

I wanted Jake to take me every which way; wanted to feel his hard, muscled body pick me up or hold me down as he used my little pussy for his pleasure, and mine. Our three brief encounters had only given me a taste, and now that I'd had him a little bit, I wanted it
all
.

I came like that, my fingers playing with my clenching, dripping slit beneath the covers of my dorm room bed as I imagined myself coming for Jake as he filled me with his cum.

Chapter 15

Chelsea

"Hey honey!" I smiled, hearing my mom's voice on the phone. Man, barely two weeks back at school and I was already somewhat homesick. Ok, so I was missing home
and
making love with Mr. Harding, but I pushed that out of my mind as I chatted up my mom.

"So honey, we're going to come up and visit this weekend!"

Wait; what?

"Mom?"

"Yeah honey! We've been meaning to get up to Boston with Dennis to look at colleges anyways, so we figured we'd do it now and squeeze in some visiting time while we're at it! How does that sound?"

I fumbled, thrown off for minute, before catching myself and shaking my head. “Oh, um, yeah! Sounds great!"

Actually, a little taste of home
did
sound good just then, even if wasn't going to involve some naughty time with my hunky, older neighbor.

"Oh, and Chelsea, I almost forgot! Jake Harding apparently has some business up that way as well next weekend, so he’ll be in town too! You get the whole neighborhood for a visit!"

Instantly, I felt my whole body clench up, feeling a surge of giddy, girly excitement bubbling up inside of me.

Oh my GOD; JAKE
was coming
here!?
For
real?!

I pushed the fact that Lenore was coming too out of my head and focused on Jake instead. Besides, so what if she
was
coming? I
had
after all, sunk my tight little slit down on Mr. Harding’s big cock right at the dinner table in front of my family
and
his wife back home, and we’d
actually
gotten away with it!

I felt a quick pang of guilt then as I thought about it. Ok, I knew it what we were doing was
so wrong.
I knew it was wrong, but that didn’t mean I could help it. I couldn’t simply deny how hot Jake made me, or how I felt around him. I knew perfectly well how it would look to an outsider - the innocent, young girl getting caught up in her schoolgirl crush on the older man who should know better. But without hesitation, I knew it was more than that, for both of us. After all, I’d known Mr. Harding for my entire life, from even before I’d developed a big crush on him, and I knew he was a bigger, better man than that.

I wasn’t going to go off the deep end and go off thinking he was
in love
with me or anything just because I’d let him take my virginity. But I did know without a doubt that it was much more than just naughty, fun sex; for both of us.

I barely remember getting off the phone with my mom I was so excited to see Jake; come what may. Even if I couldn’t see him in the way I
really
wanted to, the weekend
still
couldn’t come fast enough!

Chapter 16

Jake

Seeing Chelsea again was like taking a breath of fresh air after being underground, or stretching after sitting on a cramped airplane or something. I’d been sitting there in the restaurant near the hotel her family was staying at making small talk with Mike and trying not to feel like an utter piece of shit for the smiling at him while thinking
horrible
dirty things about his daughter. But that all went away as soon as she stepped into the place and as soon as I saw her whole face light up.
 

Fuck, it’d only been eleven days, but just seeing her had my whole damn body buzzing with adrenaline, as if just being
near
her got me aroused.

"Long time no see, huh Chelsea?" I said, stepping forward after her parents hugged her. With them and brother smiling behind me, I grinned wolfishly at her, my eyes saying everything I couldn't out loud as I took her in. She melted into my chest as I hugged her, already feeling my body begin to respond to her presence.

I gave her a hard, lingering look, with a hungry grin on my face before turning back to the table and moving back to my chair.

I saw her smirk as she realized her seat was in between her mom’s and mine, knowing she was thinking back to our last dinner together when she’d secretly fucked me right there at the table with her whole damn family and my date present. I winked sly at her, remembering how she’d trembled and creamed as my thick cock had unloaded my full load of cum right up into her unprotected pussy. Somehow, at a round table in the middle of a crowded restaurant, I didn't think that was going to be happening tonight.

Even without the illicit table-side fun though, I was
loving
being around her like this, even if it was just eating a meal together out at a restaurant. Ok, I knew it wasn't
actually
a date, and knew I was being a fucking idiot for even thinking like that, but there were enough elements of the fantasy there where I could at least half pretend.

We all made the usual small-talk; classes, how cold it was up here, which campuses a very bored-looking Dennis was going to be touring over the weekend, and even some inquiries about Karen. That last one was a little strange because I’d honestly never even called her again after that dinner, as much as Sarah kept trying to make it happen.

We'd all taken our time ordering, and after we did, Chelsea excused herself for the bathroom. I jumped a little as I felt a hand on my knee, giving me just the briefest of squeezes before sliding off my leg. I turned, surprised, to see her giving me the world’s most covert wink before she stood, folded her napkin on the table, and walked away.

"I, uh, I need to go too actually." The second I said it, I froze, suddenly realizing how suspicious that was.

Wait, no it's not
; I thought, rolling my eyes to myself at how paranoid that sounded. Looking around at her smiling family, I realized that they still saw her as their little girl; their sweet little Chelsea. That I was secretly having unprotected, forbidden naughty sex with best friend’s daughter - my young, barely legal, totally off limits daughter - was probably the single last thought any of them would ever have.

Fuck,
hopefully
the last thought they’d ever have.
 

I stood and hurriedly made my way to the back of the restaurant.

I frowned, not seeing her by the bathrooms as I’d sort of expected to, before the suddenly the women’s room door flew open, and she came crashing into my arms. And then she was moaning as I pulled her tightly to me, and kissed her mouth with my own. She melted into me, before gasping as I yanked us into the men’s room and quickly moved into one of the stalls.

I’m not saying it was the world’s most romantic spot, but it’s not like I had the luxury of groping her and making out with here in the
hallway
, where her parents could walk in on us.

"Jesus, I've missed you." My hungry eyes drank her in as I pulled back from the kiss for a moment.

I could feel my cock thickening and pressing against her through my slacks, and I grinned into those perfectly sexy, wide eyes of hers as I watched her cock an eyebrow. “Oh really, huh? Missing
certain
parts of me more than other's, Mr. Harding?"

I growled and my pulse jumped in that way it always seemed to do when she called me by that name. It was as if referring to me like that -
Mr. Harding
, instead of just
Jake
- highlighted the illicitness of the affair. That name brought it back that she was little nineteen year old Chelsea from next door; my best friend's daughter.

I grabbed my ass and pulled her tightly to me, and she moaned as I let my thick bulge press into her. She knew that I wanted her. Not later, not when the "how" and "when" and "where" were so unsure, but
right there, right then.

"Can we be quick?"
 

My eyes went wide as she quickly started pulling on my belt, and I cocked an eyebrow at her boldness. “
Here?
You remember what I said about playing with fire, don’t you?”

“I’ve got a fire, Mr. Harding,” she husked seductively into my ear. “You can play with it if you want to.”

My cock twitched as quickly pushed her fumbling hands aside and yanked down my zipper. She cooed as she slipped her hand inside and clasped her small fingers around my thick cock, and I knew I had to have her right there.

I pressed her hard against the stall door as I practically tore the buttons from her shirt getting it open. She moaned - louder than she should have given our current situation - as she thrust her small, perky tits up to my hungry mouth.