When I got out of high school, I went to work for my father, who did home and office repairs and remodeling. He held a few licenses, including electrical and plumbing. We did it all: electrical, plumbing, replacing roofs, windows, walls, carpet and flooring. I stayed busy, as my father managed to always find projects for us to do, and I managed to get my own apartment.
In my spare time, I did the usual things with friends, such as night clubs, chasing tail, and hanging out at the park on Sunday afternoons.
One Sunday, I was introduced to a new girl, named Riley. She was twenty years old, a year younger than my age, shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, with long legs and a nice round ass that made up for the size of her B cup breasts.
We hit things off well and after a couple of months of hanging out with common friends, I asked her out on a date for the next Friday. It wasn’t much, just a movie and something to eat after the show.
Riley agreed and I would pick her up from her parent’s house, which was in an up-scale neighborhood, close to my apartment complex.
When Friday evening came, Riley came outside when I pulled into the driveway, so I didn’t have to meet her parents.
Riley was dressed conservatively in jeans and a light blue blouse.
We had a good time, chatting about some of our friends and getting to know each other better. Riley attended a small university nearby and was in her junior year, studying business accounting.
As the weeks passed, we chatted on the phone and went out most weekends.
When Riley’s twenty-first birthday came, I took her out to one of the clubs that our friends hung out.
Well, Riley had a bit too much to drink, and I took her home. When I pulled into her parent’s driveway, I was afraid her father might come outside and kick my ass.
Fortunately, Riley composed herself enough to go inside. I didn’t have to face the wrath of a pissed off parent or two. I waited for her to go inside before leaving the premises.
The next morning, Riley called me and told me she was OK, just felt the effects of a small hangover. Then, she asked if I would like to come over.
I hesitated, because I thought her parents knew about her state of mind when I brought her home the night before. Riley assured me things were OK. Besides, her parents were interested in meeting me.
I cleaned up some, put on a pair of jeans and a polo shirt and made myself presentable.
We sat in a large, traditional living room, where Riley sat beside me on a sofa, while her parents sat in separate lounge chairs facing us.
Her father was my height, six feet, around two hundred pounds and was a former football player in high school. He didn’t play in college, preferring to study and make better grades, according to him.
He had a firm handshake and he remained in good physical condition. His profession was an accountant at one of the large corporations in our city.
OK, Riley’s mother: she stood roughly five-foot, seven inches tall. She had the same blonde hair and blue eyes as Riley. And her physical attributes were similar as Riley, and it was easy to see they were mother and daughter. Riley’s mother was a local office manager for a large insurance company.
I noticed she would tend to watch her husband, and when he would look at Riley, she would look at me. I wasn’t sure of what was happening, and I felt a bit nervous.
Riley’s parents were pleasant to chat with. They were roughly twenty-five years older, I assumed, judging from from our conversations.
After we chatted awhile, Riley was feeling better, and we left their house to go get a light lunch someplace.
As we ate, Riley told me her parents seemed to like me and that made her feel better.
I asked why she brought that up and she said her parents didn’t like the last few guys she dated. But she added the guys didn’t have real jobs or careers.
Understanding Riley’s parent’s professions, I guess I wasn’t such a bad guy, after all.
As time passed, Riley and I would go out each weekend, unless she had exams, or she went with her parents on a planned trip.
One day, Riley told me they owned a second house in a rural community, about two hour’s drive from our city. They would go there about every two or three weeks, to check on things and to get away from the city and relax.
I thought that was cool and said it would be something nice to have.
Riley agreed the getaway home was relaxing, and the woods provided wildlife that came around at night. She talked about feeding raccoons or seeing deer come out and eat grass on the lawn in the evenings.
One evening, mid-week, Riley called me and said her parents were going away for the weekend.
Yes, this was going to be the first time for us.
Riley instructed me to pick her up after seven on Friday, as her parents would have left before then.
When I picked her up, Riley was dressed in a black button-less blouse, a short black skirt that showed her thighs and barely covered her rounded ass.
My underwear seemed to get uncomfortable.
We went out to eat, hit a few clubs with friends, then went to her parent’s house.
Riley wore me out.
We didn’t get past the living room before she put her arms around my neck and began to kiss me hard and deep.
I began to raise her shirt and remove it, only to see her pink nipples on full alert.
Riley forced my face onto her left, erect nipple, and when I began to lick and suck on it, she went into another level of arousal.
I don’t know how we made it to her shower, but somehow, Riley dragged me there.
We got to her bedroom, where things continued.
Riley lived up to her name, and all I could do it try to keep up.
She had me on my back, sucking my cock while I tried not to get too distracted by her aggressiveness. Satisfied that I didn’t shoot my load, Riley moved up and began to ride me. She fed me her nipples one at a time, and that seemed to push her over the edge.
She began to tighten her muscles as she orgasmed, and I held onto her hips. A few moments later, she screamed out, pulling my hair, and I thought the neighbors would come running over, thinking Riley was in trouble.
She was… but not in a bad way.
I managed to hold back until Riley seemed to settle.
She rolled over and I mounted her from behind. And it wasn’t long, before Riley began her moaning and then to a higher pitch. She rocked her head in all different motions, like she was possessed. So, I grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back.
My cock slipped out once, and she grabbed it and pushed it back into her soaking wet pussy. I hammered her as hard as I could thrust in her, and she seemed to want more than I had. I have eight and she wanted more.
When I could no longer keep up the pace, Riley turned around and finished me off.
I blew a large load, shooting a few times in Riley’s mouth and she seemed to want more.
We fell asleep soon after that.
I woke up the next morning with Riley sucking on my cock again.
I rose to the invitation, and we had another marathon session.
Later that morning, I got myself together and told Riley I’d call her later.
On my way to my apartment, I wondered if Riley could handle a gang bang or someone with ten inches or more.
