Cougar House
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Episode 77: Reel Estate
Erotica Sex Story: Episode 77: Reel Estate - The widow Margo Needy prepared to send her adopted son Elliot off to Paris to a college program for high intellects. Left alone in the wilderness mansion of her late husband, college basketball coach Darryl Needy, she opted to let her son's young friends rent spare rooms to feel safe. Let her secrets and theirs lead Momma Margo down a gloriously erotic path that goes darker by the day. It was time for Margo to let it all hang out. Just like it was time for those boys to become men. BIG TIME!
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Romantic Slavery BiSexual Heterosexual MaleDom Humiliation Rough Spanking Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Swinging Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Sex Toys Squirting Tit-Fucking Voyeurism Illustrated
Wildwood Cinemas! It was a bad day to see a movie.
Eric Crowe was having a rough day at the theater he worked at. A projector had died mid-movie which resorted to him as manager to offer refunds or free passes to an alternate choice. As the youngest manager ever at the Wildwood Ten cinemas, mainly due to some old neighbors owning the place he was a fixture. One of them, the only surviving one, just happened to have stopped in after his warning call over the projector. He was running ragged. She watched him without interference sizing up how he worked under pressure. He almost felt as if she were evaluating his conduct. Probably! Made sense! They had known one another a good ten years, all through his time in high school and before that.
Even more he lived right next door to she and her dad Burt Winstead, often hanging out with her dad to talk movies and cut their grass each summer just for a free movie pass. She too, ironically named Summer Winstead, adored long talks with Eric over his theatrical knowledge of movies and making his own since childhood with an 8MM camera.
No mother in her life since she was eight her dad Burt raised Summer all by himself. He died three years ago living there alone a while when Summer went off to college for a business degree. Coming back, she stayed there another year seeing as the home was paid off, then put the home up for sale seven months back. Still on the market! No hurry! Memories and all! She however bought an expensive condo to reside in currently. Her life was good ... most of the time.
Summer herself had inherited the theaters from Burt, his sole heir, she loved the place so much that she kept it going in her father’s passing. In a sense even before Eric she had truly been the youngest manager when her dad needed time off, so had sympathy on Eric when he came in one day to watch Planet of the Apes the classic rerun on their Thursday screenings. She had kept tradition in honor of Burt in the rekindling of various older movies, giving them renewed life to younger viewers.
Eric adored the classics because his own late grandfather Dale, Sr. was a movie lover. Music lover too! So, long story short, Summer, now in her mid 30’s graduated Eric from ticket man to manager as her own High School graduation gift to him for being the charmer that he was. Nearly two years ago now and grateful, he was still rocking the necktie.
Even though Summer watched the business end financials and made the hard calls, she let Eric do the rest and it paid off. If she only knew the times, he used to peep at her through her bedroom window and record her with his 8MM for private purposes. In this aspect he was no better than Elliot Needy. Ah, the childhood memories!
More respectful nowadays, Eric still occasionally watched her masturbate or even have a date over which often led to some hardcore porn moments. No reason to tell her and ruin what they had built together since Burt’s passing. He did truly respect and care for his boss, just not enough to destroy that footage. He would never abuse it outside of his own selfish fantasies so in his mind there was no reason to trash it, or her.
Summer still had it going on. When she dropped in to check on things, she always looked nice. Long silky legs, nice cleavage which today was boasting with an off the shoulder display of a golden tan. Big green eyes, and a short brown haircut offered the most kissable neckline ever. Being the movie guy Eric often compared her to the actress Ashley Greene who played Alice Cullen in the vampire movie Twilight, her favorite series of movies by the way. Still unmarried at 35 he often wondered why. He really should ask her someday. Today maybe!
At any rate, a short meeting with Summer after the explosion at One-on-One apartments, shaking the attendees up, she hung around looking troubled. Factoring in the whole projector fiasco timed closely together he understood why. What caught him off guard however was that Summer seemed to be staring at him a lot but not really alluding as to why. Finally, around 3:45 when business either tapered off or people were seated, they had a moment to chat.
Hanging out in his office Summer Elaine Winstead had her feet up on his desk, shoes off and just relaxing. She took a moment to recall her days seated right here while her dad was making his rounds. She was a tiny bit emotional seeing a picture of she and Burt on the office wall. Eric insisted it stay when she let him assume control. That helped knowing how close Eric had always been to her dad even when she was really too old to appreciate his younger days. Boys! Once they appeared on her radar no one else seemed to matter. But again, Eric did keep track of her his own sly if not devious way. Crush kind of thing!
Knocking on his own office door before entering Summer hurried to drop her legs, her short white dress not hiding much in her recline. In the process of her speedy descent the pumps she used to have on her feet, remained on the desk where her toes had slipped them off. Old habits!
In her hurry the swivel chair she sat in being ancient fell backwards taking her with it. It was a good thing there was a wall close by or Eric would get one heck of a free pass to her inner IMAX. Entering, he still had a brief moment to see her accident unfold if not dead on. Hold up, she was stuck in her reclined state, one foot planted on the desk, one lost in time and loitering midair, palms dividing time between the desk and wall. In her sudden dilemma her off the shoulder vertical hem fell down offering some very full melons that were barely contained. Eyes wide, technically her legs too, she was beet red in the face.
“Shit!”
“Need some help there, Rodeo Queen?” He chuckled! “You did not just break my chair?”
“My chair! I can manage.” She rolled her eyes. “Maybe!” Frozen in time she knew he could see every facet of her body in its estranged contortion. “Fuck! No! Give me a hand.” To which he began clapping. “You would!”
“Hang in there, closing my eyes and feeling my way to the rescue.” Palms feeling around he found her foot and squeezed her toes, the sensation catching Summer off guard. That felt all-too delightful. “Can you give me a hand to pull you upward?”
“If I let go, I’m legs in the air.”
“They already are.”
“Don’t get lippy.” She laughed! “I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself at my expense.”
“Have for years.” He chuckled as they heard a pop, an armrest on the chair broke away under strain. As she yelped and looked down, he opened his eyes and saw up her skirt. Slick as a whistle, no panties, no pubes, pierced clit? No way! A pierced line of bling over her bikini area too. Who knew Summer was that kinky? Yeah, he was getting hard and trying not to. “Stop squirming.”
“Stop looking up my skirt then.”
“Come on, Summer!” Good idea! “Stop letting your fantasies run wild.” His chuckle made her frown. Leaning over her, he pressed his left palm down just above her knee to prevent her fall once she let her hand on the wall go. “I think I have you anchored, give me your left hand.”
His squeeze to her leg was feeling good too. What the hell? Reaching with a hesitant hand she caught his fingertips just as the chair back crumbled like a train wreck. With an uncertain grip and her slow backdrop his left hand slipped up her skirt to secure more thigh as balance.
“You’re enjoying this too much, Eric.”
“I didn’t put you in this position, you did.” He laughed. Not that he hadn’t pictured putting her into every position imaginable. “I swear to you I’m trying not to look at your piercings.”
“Oh, you did not just go there.” She gave up and laughed. “I sure hope my dad isn’t looking down right now.”
“If he is. he’s probably wondering when Wildwood opened up an airport.” He cracked up and snatched her wrist. Dragging with all his strength he managed to pull her up and out of the splintered seat. Standing up chest to chest she swallowed. So did he!
“Airplane?” She mumbled! Surely, he wasn’t referring to the old comedy Airplane at a time like this. “What’s that suppose to ... oh, that’s mean. Are you calling my piercings runway lights?”
“Leslie Nielson ratings! Ebert gives you 4 studs ... stars.” He smirked! “I humbly apologize. You just can’t miss what’s right in front of your face. Keeping my eyes closed was impossible.”
“Can we just agree that this did not happen? Don’t be telling our screw ... crew I just fell back ... for ... back like that.” Did she just admit to falling for him? No way!
“On Burt’s honor, I swear I’ll take the blame for breaking my chair.”
“Thank you. I’ll run to Wal-Mart and buy another desk chair for you.”
“You looked like you wanted to talk to me about something. Things got a little chaotic so I didn’t bring it up. I did find out what happened earlier. One-on-One Apartments blew up. The whole place is gone. The landlord died but nobody who lived there was home. I called my dad and he filled me in when he drove near there after his lunchtime. The cops had the roads blocked. Someone on a corner let him know. I doubt it was a hooker.”
“That’s terrible. Our talk can wait. Considering... “ She looked back at the chair picturing herself still in a bad position. The compromising view up her skirt was too close to what she needed to discuss with him.
“I’d rather get it out in the open.” He almost insisted! “Like you just did.”
“Whatever! I think I’ve let enough out in the open for one day.” She sighed! “Back up so I can breathe please.” They were still chest to chest.
“Right!” He did glance down her cleavage when she looked back. With no bra her aroused nipples were spiking. “Did all of that just turn Summer on?” He chuckled in thought. “Wait a second. Her nips ... does she have barbell piercings too?” It sure looked that way under the thinner white material. Areolas gently visible only added to the flair. Summer always was the rebel.
“What are you looking at?” He gazed lowered to see if anything had maybe spilled on her in her fall. “Oh! This isn’t weird at all!”
“Fuck it! We’ve known each other way too long to let ten minutes of insanity ruin our friendship. Just talk to me and get my mind off of weightlifting.”
“Weightlifting? Was I that heavy?”
“No.” He laughed! “Barbells?” He pointed at her nipple.
“Oh, my god! Eric! Stop!” She blushed! “You’re right you and I have known one another forever. We’ve just never ... been in a situation such as this.” Arms folding hid her nipple erection from view. Only problem for Eric was he couldn’t fold his own arms low enough to cover his own erection. In peering down at herself she did get a glimpse of a mighty big boy. Thus, beet red! “Let’s find a safer seat and talk.”
“Theater four is closed thanks to the projector. Let’s go there. Quiet too.”
“Good idea! After you?”
“No, after you.” He chuckled opening the door and gallantly bowing. Shaking her head Summer opted to accept and took the lead. He just wanted to look at her ass, almost all the way to theater four. He had to hook up to her side so as not to look too pervy. She had a hunch he was looking. Even at the theater door he opened it for her.
“I am capable of opening doors Eric.”
“I know! Just being polite.”
“Well, stop that. It shows weakness.”
“Weakness?” For a rare instant he pictured Margo Needy telling him to man up more, never being as into the whole dominance thing like Brian Hancock and Heath Talbot. Now even Cabot Ross was asserting more thanks to dealing with Roselyn Albright. It gave him pause.
“Nothing! Come on!” He still wanted to. Following her into the gloomy cinema they took a seat in the handicap wheelchair access area so as not to climb. Once settled, believe it or not, she realized something. “I didn’t even put my shoes back on.”
“Want me to go back and get them?”
“No! I’m at home here, I can do what I want. If I want to relax I will.” She laughed! “Anyways! Thanks for the save back there. If I’d totally collapsed, I’d have been stuck there until you came back anyways. Probably in a far worse angle.”
“You know I’ve always got your back, Summer. Front too.”
“Haha! It’s been a long time since we’ve had a real talk. I ran into something that’s recently come to my attention.”
“Oh? Someone stealing from us ... you?”
“Nothing more than a candy bar. No! You do know we have cameras here, right?”
“Yeah, of course! Oh, boy! I think I know what’s come to your attention.”
“Do you?”
“Kim and Greg. The vacuum closet the other day.” He realized they had ended up on the hallway floor fucking briefly after the door came open. “I intended to fire her over it, but she quit.” Dammit! In thought he realized he had just told her she could have her job back to enable her to pay rent to Margo Needy.
“I’m just going to level with you, Summer. I owe you my career so complete honesty. She was trying to make me jealous. You know that me, Lily and Kim have been best friends since kids. Kim’s always had a crush on me and sadly, almost thinks we’re meant to be married. So, not the case. I mean I like her, just not more than sex.” She was good at that. Just ask your dad someday for his opinion.
“This isn’t solely about that incident, Eric. There’s a camera in my office ... your office. Did you forget that, Mister Film Director?”
“I guess I didn’t believe you even looked at footage. Are you stalking me?”
“No worse than you when you were stalking me living next door when we were younger.”
“Say what?” He turned pale.
“You were young, Eric. I mean, so was I, but a whole lot older than you. I’m not stupid, just negligent now and then, like not closing curtains and leaving lights on.” She blushed! “I saw you recording me on your old 8MM. Multiple times!”
“Fuck!”
“Yes, I was fucking. I could have bitched over it, but I knew how much my dad loved you and Lily. I kept my mouth shut to save relationships. That phase ended so I let bygones be bygones.”
“I guess I owe you another apology.”
“Weakness, Eric.” She sneered! “I’m not mad. I never really was. If we’re both being honest ... I left my curtains open and a light on more often than I should have. When I had boys over, it was an added bonus. The thrill of being watched was orgasmic. I know I was really loud.”
“So, I turned you on because I was filming you a like you were a porn star.” He chuckled!
“Something like that. Do you still have those videos?”
“No weakness!” He growled sensing her intrigue. “They’re translated to disk! I watch them every now and again. I’m not destroying it.”
“Well, that was standing your ground. You should be more like that, you might get a steady girl.”
“Not looking for steady.”
“Obviously, someone older or you wouldn’t have had sex on your desk the same day that Kimberly was in the closet.”
“Now we have pornos of one another.”
“This is true. I’m not firing you. I’m just suggesting you maybe do it elsewhere.”
“Nobody knows but you just what went on behind that office door. Anita, that was her name. She’s fun.”
“So, it appeared.”
“You rewound it all a dozen times, didn’t you?” He squinted suspiciously. She merely reached over and patted his leg. His erection rose up two inches away from her fingers. Realizing it she withdrew her palm and sighed.
“More than that, since we’re being honest. Don’t go reading more into it.”
“Let’s just be totally open from this moment on. I’m cool you did that. Just like you say you’re cool with my peeping tom recordings back in the day. One to ten ... how did I do that day?”
“On the desk?”
“Yep!”
“She seemed very pleased.”
“Zoom in a lot?”
“I did.” She blushed again! “You ... are bigger than I imagined. But again, I never tried to picture your dick due to the age gap and family ties.”
“Until now!”
“I suppose!”
“That’s why you’ve been staring at me all afternoon.”
“Partly, I suppose. You certainly have grown up, Eric.” A sly look at his erection seconded that motion.
“I’m glad we’re getting all of this out in the open. I guess now that I think about it you cleaned off my desk except for your shoes. Was that a hint that you wanted me to pick up on? That I had Anita on my desk?”
“I could have meant that as a hint to clean out your desk.”
“You aren’t firing me though.”
“I still can.” She chuckled! “I don’t even know why I cleaned your desk off. You’re a neat freak anyway. I guess I just...”
“You were making room on there for me and you?”
“Excuse me?”
“No weakness! Answer the question.” Man Up!