The Protege - S01 E14

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The Protege - S01 E14

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 14

"Hormones! Alecia, control yourself, this is crazy!" my inner voice yelled.

I could see her house ahead and decided to kick it up a notch. I accelerated past her and she immediately sped up to keep pace. The closer we came to the end the faster we ran. Eventually, I was able to pull away as we ran up onto the pool deck and came to a stop, both panting wildly and bending over with hands on knees.

"Not smart to show up the boss," she panted with a grin as she stood up with her hands on her hips, still gasping for air. Let's see how you do in the weight room. Follow me."

I followed, eyes fixed on her sweaty ass. "Stop!" the inner voice screamed causing me to raise my eyes to her swaying pony tall and thoughts of kissing her neck.

Her weight room would have ranked with some of the best hotels weight rooms I've ever seen. Between, cramps, obsessive thoughts about my new boss and a generally less toned body than hers, she embarrassed me in the weight room. She was surprisingly gracious about it.

When we finished, there was a great breakfast ready on the pool deck, but no signs of any house staff. There was an amazing spread of fruit and muffins, eggs and French toast that could feed tern people easily. We ate breakfast soaking in the view as the surn began to rapidly heat up. It was going to be a hot one.

During breakfast the conversation was light with no mention of last night's activity.

"I gotta say, I was impressed how you were ready to go this morning. I honestly wasn't sure was gonna make it. My head, my stomach...I haven't been that hungover since college," she said and held up her orange juice glass as if giving a toast.

"To be honest, I got sick about 3:30 and it took some serious Tylenol to get me started. I don't think I've ever been that drunk before I said honestly.

"Safe to say we are not 'Party Girls'," she said, smiling. Well the suri's up. think I'll hit the shower and sleep it off on the beach. You're welcome to join me, but feel free to do whatever you feel like today. The house is yours."

"Sweating it out in the sun sounds like a plan, agreed.

I downed a large glass of ice water after she left the table, trying to keep hydrated and knock out the hangover. My stomach already felt 100% better, as I headed for the shower.

As I undressed, I stood naked looking in the mirror feeling the heat building as I recalled last evening. I retrieved her silver bullet before entering the shower. I needed to take the edge off if I had any hope of maintaining control around her.

I placed the silver bullet on the shelf and began to wash myself, imagining Cynthia showering with me, feeling her hands, pressing the wash cloth against my stomach, slowly working her hand back and forth as she worked toward my breasts. could almost feel the jolt through my body as she caressed my nipples with the soapy cloth.

My upper body complete, I began at the ankles and worked up my legs and thighs. My pussy heated up at the thought of Cynthia washing my inner thighs. My legs spread wider, granting her access. As I touched myself with the cloth, I let out a moan of pleasure and imagined it was her hand spreading my lips with the warm soft cloth.

I leaned against the wall with my left arm extended against the shower wall as my right hand did its work, I learned my head under the shower, letting the hot water flood my head and face. As my passion built, tossed the wash cloth aside and grabbed the silver bullet. I turned on the vibrator and touched it to myself. I imagined her fingers touching me as my legs trembled, whining audibly when she hit her mark.

"Oh yes, feels so good! Ohhhh please... squealed as I shoved it in slowly.

In my mind she had me against the shower wall kissing me with her probing tongue as her fingers slid deeper and deeper with each thrust.

"Oh God Cynthia, oh you make me crazy... Please make me cum... Oh yes... Oh God Yes! I'm cumming baby...Aaaaahhhhhh yyyyyyyeeeessss... I'm cumming... please don't stop... Auh! Auh! Auh! Auh! Auh! Auh! Auh! Auh! Auh!" panted, fucking myself faster and harder.

My body shook, legs spread and stiff as a board while the thundering orgasm hit horne. When I finished, I noticed a couple spots on the floor as they washed away. Aunt Scarlet had arrived.

I cleaned myself up and thanks to a hand wand shower head was able to get a good rinsing inside and out. The upside and downside of the silver bullet encounter is things were a little looser so less pain inserting the tampon, but it made me nervous about the leakage. With that in mind, the choice of a red bikini seemed like genius on my part.

I got myself together and headed out to the beach where Cynthia stood before a large blanket applying sunscreen to her belly. My thoughts betrayed me immediately. I was speechless at the sight of her in a black string bikini that barely contained her full breasts as they bulged around the tiny triangles in front. The triangle in the front of her bottoms was barely 2 inches wide at the top and an inch wide a it disappeared beneath her cameltoe. There was no sign of hair peeking through anywhere. She spun around revealing a string across her back and one around her neck. Her even tan showed no sign of lines anywhere. When my eyes glanced down my heart stopped at the sight of her perfect ass in a tiny thong that exposed most of her golden globe cheeks. My heart stopped and mouth watered. I was already feeling the warmth of growing wetness as my pussy tingled.

"Do you like it?" she teased, looking back over her shoulder.

I could barely break my eyes away and turned tomato red as it became apparent, she saw I was drooling at the sight of her sweet ass.

"It's just not fair, you have one of the world's greatest business minds and one of the world's hottest bodies as well. I'm sorry but you definitely rock that bikini," tried to play off my staring.

"Can you get my back for me?" she handed me the sunscreen.

She lay face down on the blanket, toes pointed, and legs spread. Her ass screamed for me to touch it...I asked, hoping for a yes, "legs too?"

"Please, then I can do you." She turned her head to the right, lald her head on the blanket and closed her eyes.

I knelt between her feet and squeezed out the sunscreen onto my palm and began to rub it on her ankle. I picked up her foot and covered her feet giving them a bit of a rub. She moaned her approval, so I stepped it up with a full-blown foot rub.

"Oh Leasie, that feel wonderful. I didn't know you were a masseuse too, she sighed.

I moved to the next foot and applied lotion while I worked her heel with my thumbs. 'That feels amazing. You can do that all day if you want," she sounded like she was in a dream state, I worked her calves to continued moans and sighs. I kneaded her hamstrings and thighs, feeling the heat rise between my legs.

My focus was on the thin strip of cloth that barely covered her lady parts. It dipped in between her labia ever so slightly. As I applied the lotion further up her legs, I found myself leaning closer, rubbing my lubed hands over her warm soft skin. Not a hint of razor stubble anywhere. Not a single hair poking out of the tiny strip of cloth.

I was breathing deeply and found it difficult to swallow as my heart rate rocketed. I wanted so badly to slide my hands over that firm ass and peel off those bikini bottoms. She had to have shaved herself completely to wear that tiny bikini.

As my hands reached the top of her thighs, my fingers touched the bottom of her warm buns. Leaning in I caught a whiff of her scent and noticed a tiny wet spot forming on the thin strip of material covering her crotch. My own wetness was undeniable...

I wondered what was wrong with me. The vibrator session seemed to have no effect on my wandering mind. I had never had thoughts like this before. I wanted to lean in and cover her beautiful bronze buns with soft kisses, spread her legs wide and lap up her pussy juices. The taste of her on the vibrator last night lingered in my mind. Unconsciously, I lowered my face closer and let out a heavy sigh inches from her glorious ass.

She visibly shivered. "Oh, wow your breath is so warm. I got chills....

I bolted upright and applied more lotion on my hands and proceeded to her lower back. My thumbs traced her spine with my fingers pointing out. I rubbed up to the bottom edge of her top, and then moved my hands out ward applying lotion to her sides. When I reached the top of her thong, I removed my hands for more lotion.

"Can you untie me please?" she asked. "I don't like tan lines."

I pulled the string untying the lower strap and then the upper and tossed the strings aside exposing her entire back. I squeezed out more lotion and massaged her upper back and shoulder. She moaned and sighed her approval.