Heather and Michael Ch. 03

"You were awesome today. I could tell that Maddie was getting frustrated about not getting a reaction from you. So many times, I had to bite my tongue to keep from laughing. You deserve a reward for putting on such a great show, so how 'bout a quickie when we got home? You can pick where."

"In the shower?"

"Perfect. I need to wash my hair anyway."

* * * *

For the next five weeks, Heather and Michael went over to Maddie's almost every work day and several Saturdays and Sundays. The only week they didn't go over was the week that Maddie and her family went snow skiing in Argentina and Michael and Heather went camping. Maddie loved getting the exercise, but it pissed her off that she hadn't gotten more of a rise from Michael. She had done every trick she knew to get him hot and bothered. She had worn smaller and smaller suits for sunning until she was wearing a top that was a thin strip of material and a G string bottom. Michael acted no different towards her when she was wearing her sunning suit than when she was wearing her competition suit. He never gave her the look of lust she kept hoping to see. He seemed afraid of her. Was it because she was dating a football player? Was it because he is gay?

Another frustration was that Heather was always reading a book to prepare for college or writing a practice paper for Michael to critique. Whenever Maddie mentioned it to her, Heather would lecture Maddie on how college is going to be a lot harder than high school and they aren't going to be able to get by cramming at the last minute. Heather also told her that she wanted to transfer to Michael's university after one year as it was such a better place to be, but she knew she would have to get great grades to be able to transfer.

Jason showed up at the pool one day while the girls were doing their swim workout. Before the workout had started, Maddie had excitedly told Michael and Heather that Jason had gotten home late the night before.

"Hey, Michael." Jason stuck out his hand.

"Hey, Jason." Michael took his hand. Jason gave his hand a painfully hard squeeze.

"What are you doing here?"

"Maddie invited Heather over to do a swim workout. I tell them what is next on the practice plan."

As their current set was about to end, Michael got their Gatorade bottles out of the cooler and set them down at the end of their lanes. The girls finished their set and stopped to take a drink. Maddie saw that Jason was there.

"Jason!"

"Hey, gorgeous! Give me a kiss."

Jason knelt down and Maddie gave him a brief French kiss.

"We've about an hour to go, then we'll eat lunch. Stick around. I have plenty more kisses where that one came from."

"Descending sets of butterfly. Go!"

The girls swam off. A descending set was were the time for each set got progressively faster. For the first set, they were swimming at a moderate pace. The next set would be faster, the next set faster still and the last set would be all out.

"So how was Europe?" Michael didn't expect much of an answer as he hardly knew Jason.

"Awesome, dude. It was awesome. It was like a huge sex party. All these people our age were traveling around, looking to have a good time with anybody they met. I hooked up with girls from all over the world..."

Michael was shocked that Jason would tell him that he had cheated on Maddie. Yeah, the girls were busy swimming, but come on.

"...In Amsterdam, they have this huge red light district. At night, there were all these hot chicks dancing in windows, strutting their stuff in next to nothing. It's the hottest thing I've ever seen. There was this blonde with the tightest ass dancing in this one window. She saw that I was checking her out, so she gave me a little come-inside gesture. I went inside and fucked her. She was a hot fuck."

"Just a sec."

The girls were close to finishing their fly set, so Michael got their Gatorade out for them. When they finished, Maddie gave Jason another French kiss, and then they took off for a descending set of backstroke. Michael put the Gatorade away and returned to Jason. The whole time he was away from Jason, he was shaking his head at how much of an asshole Jason was. What had Heather seen in this guy? What did Maddie see in this jerk? His parents were rich and he had a fancy sport car, but Maddie's parent were rich too and she had a Lexus.

Jason continued telling Michael about his sexual exploits. He talked about some landmarks, churches and museums he had seen, but his attitude towards them was that they were just places to pick up girls. Maddie gave him kisses at the end of each set.

"So this is it? You stand around here forever, watching the girls swim?"

Michael shrugged. "The workouts are usually two hours."

Jason shook his head. "I'm bored. Tell Maddie I've gone home to play Xbox. When she's done swimming, have her come to my place and I'll give her a real workout."

As usual, they had lunch after the workout. Maddie was practically squealing at the prospect of being with Jason again and was going to go to his place right after lunch. Michael was conflicted. Should he tell Maddie what Jason told her? It wasn't his business what Jason and Maddie did and they both obviously wanted to fuck each other. However, he was afraid Jason might give her some incurable STD he picked up in Europe.

Michael had grown fond of Maddie. Yes, she looked down on him and cock-teased him, but she was a lot of fun to be around. She was always appreciative of what he did for her. She acted like she didn't pay much attention to him, but whenever he praised some food in the constantly changing supply in her parents' cavernous fridge, he noticed that it was always there from then on.

"Heather, could you give me a few minutes to talk to Maddie alone?"

"Sure. I'll be waiting at the car."

After she left, Maddie asked, "What's up, Michael?"

"Jason told me some stuff I think you should be aware of before you go see him. And if he told me, he has probably told other guys. If you need me to, I'll tell you word for word what he said. However, if you call the girlfriends of his buddies, you'll probably hear more than what he told me."

"I never expected Jason to be faithful to me while he was in Europe."

"It's your life, Maddie, and you can do whatever you want to do. I just think it would be wise for you to make a few phone calls before you go over, okay?"

"Okay. And thanks, Michael." She gave him a hug and a quick kiss on the cheek. "For caring."

Michael felt himself redden. Maddie had showered him with attention over the last several weeks, but this was the first time that Michael felt like she had actually meant it.

"Heather's waiting, so we'll see you tomorrow."

* * * *

"...so he bragged to all his friends how he fucked his way across Europe? And he even fucked a prostitute?" Though Michael had told her yesterday what Jason had said, Heather still found it hard to believe.

Michael was doing his usual post-lunch run with Goldie while the girls were sunning around the pool. The girls did their most serious gossiping while he was gone.

"Yeah. He started calling his buddies to brag as soon as plane touched down in the US."

"Jesus, what an ass! Did you dump him?"

"No! I've been waiting five weeks to fuck him. I wasn't going to punish myself for his fuck ups. I did make him use a condom. Jason hates using a condom. After we fucked, he told me that Friday after next is the last day he'll be in town. He and his parents are going to spend two weeks touring the Northeast before they drop him off at college."

"God, I'm glad I didn't go out with him."

When Jason had asked out Heather instead of her, Maddie had been furious. When Heather had broken the date, Maddie had been incredulous. She had gone after Jason to prove Heather had made a big mistake. So not only had Jason totally embarrassed her, she now had to listen to Heather say told-you-so.

Maddie liked keeping things simple with guys. She knew that the only reason they were interested in her was to fuck her and she was okay with that. She liked to fuck and she liked to have fun fucking. A lot of the time, that fun came from playing with guys' minds. Sometimes she let the guy fuck her after she had messed with his head, sometimes she didn't. She had tried laying a big guilt trip on Jason, but he had cut her off. Forcing him to wear a condom was the best she had been able to do for revenge.

"But you never went out with anyone else."

"I decided I didn't want to deal with the drama. And it worked out. I've had a great summer hanging with you and Michael. I'm looking forward to being roommates with you. You deserve to go out with a guy who treats you better than Jason treated you."

"It could have been worse. I could have gone out with some nerd all summer."

Heather jerked, like Maddie had poked her in the eye.

"You think Michael is a loser, don't you?"

"Yes."

"And we're winners, right?"

"Hell yes!"

"I used to think that. Then I woke up and realized that Michael is getting a free ride to the university I always wanted to go to while I am going to rack up a huge debt going to a second rate college." Heater pointed at Maddie. "And you're going to be going there too!"

Maddie had decided to go the same college as Heather as she knew lots of people there that she liked partying with. Her parents had wanted her to go to a small, expensive-as-hell private college. Maddie had had a number of fights with her parents about her choice in college until she had got her dad alone and begged him to support her choice.

"We were winners," continued Heather. "But they don't give out gold medals for being ahead after a few laps. Now, I see that Michael is way ahead of me. Michael's going to spend the next four years kicking ass and taking names. I intend to kick ass too. Winning in high school didn't prepare me to win in college, but I'm going to win there anyway."

Heather picked up her book, laid back and resumed reading.

* * * *

Inside the Kingsleys' house, Michael locked the front door as Heather went right. She was off to check that no one was home and the doors were locked. She was sick of the constant searching of people's houses, but she couldn't relax enough for sex unless she was certain they wouldn't be interrupted. She was looking forward to not having to do these sweeps, even if it meant no more sex with Michael.

Michael went left and checked his half of the house. After he had done his sweep, Michael entered the kitchen. Heather had already moved one of the wooden dining room chairs over to a corner of the kitchen that wasn't visible from any window and was taking off her clothes. By now, they had the drill down and knew exactly what each other would do. Michael walked to the chair and took off his clothes.

Maddie's constant cock-teasing had Michael ready to fuck. He had hoped she would stop once Jason came back, but if anything she cock-teased him even more. Once he was naked, Michael sat down on the chair with his legs slightly apart. Heather was standing next to the chair and once Michael was seated, she wrapped her hand around his cock and guided it into her cunt as she straddled him. He groaned as she lowered herself. Once she was fully impaled on Michael, Heather bent her head down and they kissed for a while.

"You feel so tight around me."

"You feel so good in me."

The back of the chair they were sitting on spread out in a "V" from the base and had a four inch strip of wood running across the top of the back a little below Michael's head. Heather grabbed the edges of the top strip while Michael held on to her waist. Heather's tits were right in front of his face. They were completely tanned now, though the area under her bikini was a little lighter than the rest of her body. When they had gone camping, they had shed their clothes not far up the trail and had gone "bare" the whole week. It had been a solid week of sex, in as many different locations and positions as they could think of. They had both known it was their one chance for uninhibited sex.

"You're so beautiful, Heather," said Michael.

With her eyes closed, Heather moved her hips in a circle to grind her clit against Michael's pelvic bone. Pleasure radiated up her body. She opened her eyes, smiled and said, "Today, Maddie came that close to shoving her boobs into your mouth." She gave a light laugh.

At first, Maddie's cock-teasing had made Heather jealous. When Michael had ignored her advances, the jealousy had stopped. The cock-teasing gave Michael a raging hard on, which he did his best to hide from Maddie. He always wanted to have sex after their afternoons with Maddie. Now, the cock-teasing made Heather horny as she knew Michael would give her a hard fucking once they were away from Maddie. It tickled Heather to no end that Maddie worked so hard to sow lust in Michael and that it was Heather that reaped the rewards.

"It's easy to ignore her boobs when I have perfect ones to enjoy."

"Comments like that will go to my head."

"As long as they help my dick go to your pussy, it's a risk I'm willing to take."

Michael gave her a small smile. He enjoyed flirting with her. He enjoyed being in the same room with her. Whenever he was around her, he felt like he was walking two feet off the ground.

He leaned forward and popped her left nipple into his mouth. It tasted of pool water. He sucked on the nipple for a few moments, and then moved his mouth to the left side of her breast. Before he sucked some tit flesh into his mouth, he saw a small hickey that was fading. Heather had refused to let him give her a new one. By the time she left for college in twelve days, his secret mark would probably be gone.

"Suck on them, Michael. You know how happy it makes me. Make your woman happy."

Heather went back to gyrating her hips and grinding her clit. She was in no hurry to start fucking. She loved being in control. She kept her hands on the top of the chair and leaned back to give Michael plenty of room to suckle on her breasts.

Michael kissed and sucked on her tits while sliding his hands up and down her back. She was "warm" but wouldn't be ready to fuck until she was "hot". He could feel her juices running down onto his crotch. Heather continued leaning away from him with her head thrown back and her eyes closed. Instead of speaking, she moaned. Occasionally, she gave his cock a squeeze with her Kegel muscles to keep him hard within her.

Heather shifted her body forward, which was the signal she was ready to begin fucking. She raised her body off of Michael's using her legs, then dropped herself down on Michael's dick. Michael moved his hands to cup her ass and helped her to lift herself up.

"I'm glad this is a well-built chair," said Heather.

"I wonder if they had chair fucks in mind when they designed it. Maybe I'll learn to be a chair designer and we'll test my designs for sturdiness."

"And balance." They both laughed.

Once, Heather had leaned too far back and over-balanced the chair. Michael and the chair had come crashing down on top of her. Fortunately, there had been no bruises, which would have been hard to explain. The crash had ruined the mood and they hadn't continued.

This fuck was going much more smoothly. They quickly achieved a steady rhythm. Swim workouts were boring, but whenever Michael gripped her firm ass, he felt that the boredom was worthwhile. As they fucked, Heather big tits bounced up and down inches from his face. He loved the feeling of fucking Heather in this position and he also loved the sight of her tits jiggling wildly. Michael pulled his gaze away from her tits long enough to admire her muscular upper body, which was firm and toned from years of swimming. Her skin was flawless. Her strawberry blond hair rippled behind her like crashing waves.

Fucking in a chair was a lot more work than fucking in a bed, but they didn't want to mess up any beds in a house they were looking after. Soon, they were both panting and sweating. As much as Michael liked this position, he preferred the next one. He knew that Heather's legs were too tired to let her keep this one up for long.

Heather dropped herself on him and stopped. Michael pulled his hands away from her. She stood up, letting Michael's dick slide out of her with a slurp. Michael stood up and moved the chair closer to the kitchen counter. Heather knelt on the chair with her feet apart and leaned forward to put her head on the kitchen counter. Michael moved behind her and slid his cock into her sopping cunt. They fucked doggie style on the chair.

"Fuck me, Michael. Fuck me hard."

"I always give the lady what she wants."

Michael gripped Heather's hips tightly as he powered in and out of her. He admired Heatehr's ass. It too was tanned all over, with the area under the bikini bottom lighter than the rest. His secret mark on her ass was fading and Heather had stopped him when he had tried to give her a new one.

Heather groaned in pleasure. The kitchen was filled with the sounds of Michael slamming his body into hers. Michael had already made her cum twice today and she could feel she was getting close to a third. Heather moaned loudly to let Michael know how close she was. Michael was pounding her hard, filling her pussy with waves of pleasure on every stroke. He was so good at fucking her.

"I'm cumming," she panted. Michael thrust hard a few more times, then pulled her close one final time to fill her with his cum.

"I love you, Michael."

"I love you, Heather."

They pulled apart and Heather got off the chair. Michael turned on the kitchen fan to remove the smell of sex from the room. Heather grabbed one of the wet towels from swimming at Maddie's and mopped up the sex juices on the floor and chair.

As he dressed, Michael suppressed a sigh. He had meant his I-love-you with all his heart. Lately, Heather's I-love-you's rang hollow. In twelve days, his Mom would drive Heather to her college and his Dad would drive him to his university. Their affair would be over. As neither of them had a car, they couldn't see each other during the school year. Perhaps they would resume their affair at Christmas or next summer. Or perhaps Heather would have a boyfriend by then and she would want to be faithful. The only certainty of lovemaking Michael had was the eleven days left of summer. Eleven more wonderful days.

I am trying to improve as a writer and would appreciate any detailed feedback left as a comment or sent as a PM. Thanks to all who left comments on "Cycling Weekends with Sis". After reading them, I was very motivated to write more. A huge thanks to Darkniciad for his write up of his impressions while reading "Cycling Weekends with Sis". Thanks to dinkleberry and GingerCat1 for beta-reading this story.