Chapter 33

Jake's heart was still pounding, and his erection showed no sign of going away anytime soon as Amy gently pumped it, her small fingers loosely wrapped around its thick base. She looked down at its glistening head and noticed that a little more fluid had beaded up as she stroked him. She bent forward, lapping it up like a kitten, and Jake groaned softly. His shorts were still around his ankles, while Amy's swim suit bottom lay on the floor nearby.

"Jesus, Amy," he said softly, running the fingers of one hand through her hair. "That's nice, honey. God, that was intense."

"You liked it?" she asked, snuggling back up against his shoulder, licking her lips.

"Yeah," Jake said, smiling at her. "Yeah, that was really nice."

Amy beamed at him, giving her hair a little flip. She looked adorable; totally adorable.

She looked back down at Jake's thick cock, examining it again as she gave it a little squeeze.

"Does it stay like that for a long time?" she asked him innocently, looking back at into his eyes. "Isn't it supposed to go back down or something?"

Jake smiled at her.

"I imagine it will stay like that for as long as you're here Amy, especially if you keep doing that with your hand."

She giggled, turning her gaze back down to Jake's prick. She kept her hold on the base of it as she ran the fingers of her other hand over the spongy bulb, causing Jake to gasp softly.

"That part's more sensitive, isn't it?"

"Yeah, definitely."

She bent down and gave him another light kiss, licking around the edge of his cockhead.

"Did I do it right?"

"What do you think?" Jake asked with a chuckle. God, she was so cute.

"You know what I mean," she said, rolling her eyes. "Was it, um, you know... I mean, I've never done that before. Heck, I've never really even seen one before, much less, well, you know..."

"Do you have a boyfriend, Amy?"

She smiled at him, licking her lips.

"Do I? You tell me." But she quickly went on, not wanting to give him a chance to answer. "If you mean, am I dating anyone, well, no."

"You're not seeing anyone from school?"

She shrugged her shoulders, not wanting to think about the real world just yet.

"No," she said, shaking her head. "Well, there is a guy at school, Ally introduced us. He'll be at the party tomorrow night. Er, I guess I mean tonight. Anyway, we're not dating or anything, but he talks to me at school."

"And you like him?"

"Well, sure, I guess. I don't know. I'm not really in the mood to think about him right now."

She ran her fingers up and down Jake's shaft, familiarizing herself with the texture of his cock. She gave Jake a look.

"Why do you want to know?" she asked.

"Just wondering," Jake said. "I just assume you have a slew of guys following you around, that's all."

Amy rolled her eyes, tucking one of her legs up under the other.

"Yeah, right. You're thinking of my sister and her friends. They're the ones that all the guys want."

"Ally and Fiona are attractive," Jake agreed, "but you're something special, Amy. I'm serious."

Amy didn't say anything for a minute, considering that. She felt a little self conscious sitting with him with just her top on, but she didn't want to cover up. She wanted him to touch her again. Her cunny was still tingling with the excitement he'd given her.

"But I'm just a little girl, right? You think I'm too young for you."

Jake sighed.

"Amy, you are a lot younger than me, you have to admit."

"So?"

"So, you know how much trouble I'd be in if anyone knew about this."

"But I wanted you to touch me," she insisted, adding, "and I still do. It was my idea."

She leaned into him pressing her lips to his, and for the first time, they kissed. Jake met her lips readily, opening his mouth to find her little tongue eager to lap at his. All the while Amy kept hold of his cock, stroking gently. She moaned softly, sliding her free hand around his neck, and Jake wrapped an arm around her soft, naked waist, pulling her closer, aware of her firm little breasts pressing into his chest.

They simply necked for a while, and when Amy pulled away she put her head on his shoulder, sighing contentedly.

"You and I know that, Amy," Jake said finally, returning to their conversation. "But you know that doesn't matter. You're not even sixteen yet, are you?"

"I turn sixteen in a few months," she said, a hint of defiance in her tone.

Jake sighed. This was risky, he knew, but she felt so good.

"Jake?" Her voice soft, timid again.

"Yeah?"

"You have a girlfriend, don't you?"

"Yeah, I do."

"Does she live with you?"

"Yep. Her name is Josie. She's wonderful."

Amy thought for a moment. She'd seen the dark-haired woman around Jake's house. She certainly looked attractive, but she'd never gotten a really good look at her.

"Do you love her?"

"I know it doesn't seem like it right now, but yes; very, very much."

Amy took a breath, hesitant. She wished she hadn't asked.

Jake smiled, lifting Amy up so that he could look in her eyes.

He gave a little shrug and told her, "I'm not the perfect boyfriend."

Amy blushed at that, looking down and biting her lower lip.

"I don't know about that," she said softly. "I'll bet you are."

Jake shifted his weight slightly, reaching down to lift Amy's hand off his cock, holding it. She looked up at him.

"Amy, I really need to get going."

Morning found Josie in a giddy, refreshed mood, mainly because she'd spent the night dreaming of Jake fucking her in an endless series of orgasmic acrobatics. She kicked off the bedsheets as the alarm went off, hitting the clock before Amber could take a swing at it. The two sexy models got out of bed, wiping their eyes and stretching.

"Sounds like you had a good night, Josie," Amber said with a playful smirk.

"I did, thanks!" Josie answered. "How could you tell?"

"Mmm, maybe it was the way you were crying out in your sleep. Jake was paying a dream-visit apparently."

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Josie said, but Amber just waved her off.

"I'm just giving you a hard time, sugar."

Josie laughed, pulling her hair back in a pony tail.

"Come on, sleepy-head," she said, pulling Amber behind her. "We're already late for breakfast."

Amy watched Jake cross the backyard, heading home. He turned when he reached the gate and waved, and Amy grinning, waving back through the glass door.

When he'd closed the gate behind him she turned and went back to the sofa, hugging herself. It still felt like a dream: a wonderful, amazing dream. She picked up the towel she'd sat on and noticed that it was quite damp. The memory of what they'd done made her giggle, and she rubbed her mound briefly, remembering how gentle Jake had been when he'd pulled her suit back up her legs, adjusting it for her.

God, he is so hot! She wanted to follow him over to his house right now, but he'd convinced her that she needed to stay here, to be here when Fiona and Ally woke up. He'd also told her that this couldn't happen again, that this had been a one-time thing, that he loved his girlfriend and that Amy was much too young for him. She had smiled, nodding her head. Sure, Jake, sure.

He would be her first. She just knew it.

Jake yawned, taking his time strolling back up the slope to his house. The morning sky was just beginning to glow, and he liked this part of the day. The birds were quite noisy, calling back and forth up above in the trees.

Amy had wanted him to stay, he knew, and he wouldn't have minded spending all morning with the sexy little minx, but as he got farther away his common sense told him that he needed to get a hold of his raging libido. Ally or Fiona could have walked in on them at any moment and then his goose would have been cooked. His hard-on had mostly subsided by the time he reached the back stairs, but he still felt horny. He planned on jacking off and hopping into bed to finally catch some sleep.

As he stepped through the back door from the deck the phone rang. He glanced over at the clock; it was still quite early, and he guessed who might be calling at this hour.

"Hello?"

"Hi sweetie!" Josie's lovely voice was music to his ears. "Sorry if I woke you, but I have to go to work in a few minutes and I didn't want to start the day without hearing your voice."

Jake grinned.

"That's no problem, Josie, I'm glad you called. I missed you last night. Did your flight get in okay?"

He stepped into the kitchen with the cordless phone, grabbing a glass of juice.

"Oh, I missed you too, babe. The flight was fine, but Nancy had us up schmoozing pretty late; the usual stuff. I'm sharing a room with a pretty cool girl this time at least. Her name's Amber."

Jake speculated on Amber's appearance. If past experience was any guide, she was probably a sexy knock-out. All the models Josie worked with were pretty spectacular-looking women, even if many of them were air-heads.

"That's nice. Did you get to see much of the islands?"

"Not yet, but we're going on location in a few minutes. What I've seen looks pretty awesome, though. I'd love to come back sometime when I don't have to work."

"We should do that," Jake suggested sleepily, taking a swig of his juice.

"So," Josie said, suppressing a giggle, "did you and Anna have a good time last night?"

"Yeah," he said after a brief pause, "but it's probably not what you think. She and Cindy and Monica and I went out dancing, but then we called it a night. For what it's worth, Monica's in on the big secret; Cindy doesn't know yet."

Josie found herself a little relieved to hear that Jake hadn't spent the night with Anna, something she didn't quite want to admit.

"Yeah, I figured she'd know by now. Why didn't you, um... why didn't Anna..."

"Oh, I don't know, Josie." He set down the glass. "I guess, well... maybe it just didn't feel right without you here, you know?"

"I see," Josie said. "Yeah, I know what you mean. I was kinda jealous, to tell the truth, that she was going to have you all to herself while I'm stuck here. I'm not saying it wouldn't be okay," she quickly added, "but I know what you mean."

Jake tried to push the rest of his infidelities out of his mind as he talked to his loving, sexy girlfriend.

"We'll see how things feel when you get back, okay baby?"

"So, do you really miss me?" Josie asked, teasing him.

"You know I do, Josie. Maybe I should just fly out there right now."

It was just what Josie wanted to hear.

"Ooh, that's sweet of you to offer, but seriously, don't bother. We'll be shooting all day today and tomorrow. You'd be bored stiff."

She noticed Amber motioning to her from the doorway to their room.

"Jake, honey, I have to get going. I'll try to call you later, though, okay?"

"Sure, babe. Have a good time today, and don't let them push you around. I love you, Josie."

"Not as much as I love you! Bye!"

Jake hung up the phone, leaning back against the kitchen counter. Just hearing Josie's voice reminded him of how much he really did love her.

"God, what the hell am I doing?" he asked himself for the umpteenth time. He had to grin, though, remembering how sexy Amy had been, writhing about in a state of orgasmic bliss as he'd tongued her sweet little snatch. Jake's cock was stirring just thinking about it, and he decided to whip it out then and there, jacking himself off as he remembered the taste of her, the little noises she made, the way her legs had flexed and kicked as she'd cum, and then he remembered the way she'd taken him into her sweet little mouth, sucking him into her warm wetness, her probing tongue, and in a few moments he was spewing thick strings of cum onto the kitchen floor.

Darcy and Brittney were soaking wet, finishing up their morning workouts on side by side stairmasters. Both were out of breath, but Brittney had pushed herself especially hard this morning. She'd been distracted and frustrated for the past several days, and she blamed it all on Jake.

Darcy seemed to take their encounter with him in stride, as if it was simply a fun, albeit somewhat naughty, diversion for her. And in some ways that was true. Darcy wanted to see Jake again as soon as possible, and she spent a lot of time thinking about him and wishing he was there with her, but she had never let herself believe that their affair was anything Jake took very seriously.

Brittney, on the other hand, had developed a much more serious infatuation with him. She fantasized about him constantly, masturbating several times a day, and she was becoming more and more agitated. Darcy noticed the change in her behavior, but didn't realize the extent of Brittney's obsession.

That day when Darcy had walked in on them had been incredible, but it left Brittney hungry for more.

When they finished up with their routine, Darcy wiped her face off with her towel, stepping off the machine and taking a minute to catch her breath. Brittney squirted some water from her bottle into her mouth, then handed it to her roommate.

"Throw this in my locker, will you? I'm gonna run a couple laps to cool down."

Darcy gave her a look, panting, but she just nodded, taking a drink.

"Sure, no prob. I'll meet you out front by the bikes."

Brittney hesitated a moment, breathing heavily herself.

"You know, I'll just catch up with you later. I'm gonna bike around for a while before I go home."

"Okay, Britt," Darcy said, tilting her head to the side and putting her hands on her hips. "What's up? Are you trying to work yourself to death or something?"

"I just have some energy to burn, that's all." She recognized the look of concern on Darcy's face, and she tried to reassure her. "Really, I won't be long; I just have to burn off some steam."

Darcy looked like she was about to say something but then changed her mind. Instead she said, "Okay, whatever. I'll be home. Maybe we can go out for lunch or something later on, maybe catch a movie?"

"Yeah, that sounds good."

Brittney jogged off to the track, and Darcy shook her head, watching her friend go.

Jake was momentarily relieved after beating off in the kitchen, but it was a paltry substitution for the pleasure he'd just had with Amy. His erection was dwindling somewhat, though. He kicked off his shorts and pulled his shirt off as well, intending to go upstairs and rinse off in the shower before getting some sleep. He tore off a paper towel first, though, and wiped up the mess he'd made.

Clothes in hand, he was about to head upstairs when the doorbell rang.

"Who in the world... ?" he muttered under his breath, glancing at the clock once more. He pulled on his boxers, tossing the rest of his clothes up the steps, and padded to the front door. Looking through the peephole he saw Brittney standing there, looking quite flushed, as if she'd just come from the gym. She was wore a flimsy pair of jogging shorts and a loose-fitting t-shirt over her sports bra, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, and Jake noticed her bike behind her on the walk.

He pulled open the door, scratching his head sleepily but grinning.

"Brittney, hi," he said in a friendly tone.

"Hi yourself, Jake," she said somewhat curtly, pushing past him to stride into the front room. She turned to face him, hands on her hips, a determined, serious look on her face.

"What... ?" Jake stuttered, taken aback by her attitude. "What's up Brittney? Is something wrong?"

"Jake, were you ever going to come see me again, or was that it?"

"Whoa, hold on a minute, baby," Jake said, holding up his hands. "Where's all this animosity coming from?"

He couldn't help looking at her finely toned body as she tapped her foot, clearly irritated with him for some reason. Her already shapely figure had become even more tightly sculpted from her vigorous workouts over the past couple weeks, and Jake noticed with approval, unable to keep his greedy cock from twitching.

"Oh, I don't know," Brittney said sarcastically, "maybe it's because you haven't so much as called to say hello?" Her tone was serious, but Jake struggled to suppress a grin. "Or maybe because you've never stopped by to see me again after you... after we..."

Jake waited patiently, a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Oh Jake!" Brittney blurted out, flustered. "Why didn't you come back?"

"Brittney, shhh, I'm sorry honey," Jake said, stepping forward and pulling the frustrated blond into his strong arms.

She wrapped her arms around his neck, immediately pressing her sexy body against his. Jake was aware of a faint sheen of perspiration covering her, but it only added to her sensual appeal. She kept up her pouty expression, frowning at him despite being pleased to have his hands on her.

"I'm not forgiving you that easily, Jake."

"I know, honey, I'm sorry. I said I'm sorry," Jake said, reaching up to stroke her cheek. He ran a finger across her full, pouty lips, grinning. "You're so sexy when you're mad, you know that?"

"Why didn't you ever come see me?" she said, not giving in yet.

Jake slid his other hand down, caressing the small of her slender back where her skin was exposed, continuing down to cup her firm round ass, pulling her against his crotch. She could feel his rapidly expanding cock through his boxers and her shorts, and she ground her crotch into his.

"Brittney, you know how it is. Josie and I are for real, you know that."

"Sure, sure," she said dismissively. "That's why you fucked Darcy. That's why you fucked me."

"Now," Jake said, enjoying Brittney's apple ass, "there's no reason for that sort of talk, baby."

Brittney sighed, frustrated. She pulled his head down to her face, kissing him forcefully, and Jake reached down to grab her ass with both hands, kneading it aggressively as she rubbed her mound against his stiff rod. She moaned softly, pushing her tongue into his mouth as they kissed.

Josie and Amber had gotten their hair and makeup done early, and found themselves with a few moments to spare before the other models were ready. The general plan for the day was extremely flexible, with the photographer keeping her options open in case inspiration struck, but they were scheduled to start on a beautiful stretch of pristine beach in an isolated inlet. The ocean water was clear and sky-blue, lazily lapping at the shore.

But there was a flurry of people working hard to get everything perfect, and the mood was anything but relaxing. Amber seemed to know the other girls pretty well, and she introduced Josie to several. Nancy was there as well, constantly on her phone making deals and schmoozing in general.

"This place is really gorgeous," Josie observed, looking across the inlet at the rough rock wall sloping down to the water. "I'd love to come here on vacation some time."

"Yeah, it's pretty fabulous," Amber said, nodding, "I agree. Hopefully it'll stave off the Club Med scene for a few more years, but the locals really need the revenue from tourism, so it's probably inevitable that there'll build a hotel or something here."

Josie thought about that for a minute.

"Folks are pretty poor down here?"

"Jesus, yes. If we get a chance tonight, I'll take you into town. The stuff we see at the hotel is like Disneyland compared to the reality for most people down here."

Amber looked at Josie in a way that made the brunette feel naive.

"I haven't really traveled that much," she admitted self-consciously.

"Oh, I don't mean anything by that," Amber said quickly. "Most people aren't aware of the poverty. The tourist industry doesn't want you thinking about starving kids while you're here, they want you gambling in the casinos and relaxing on the beach."

"Have you been here often?"

"A few times. I made some friends a few years back, we keep in touch. Like I said, if we get a chance, I'd love to show you the other side of this place. It's beautiful in its own way, you know?"

Just then an assistant called to the girls, and they went back to work.

"Mmmmm, oh Jake!" Brittney moaned as she ground her crotch against his raging hard-on.

She was pleased with the reaction she was getting from him, but she wasn't ready to let him off the hook yet. Jake was amused with her attitude, but mostly he was simply eager to fuck the hot, sexy coed. That she was obviously pretty horny herself was perfect timing in his mind, as he'd gotten so worked up with Amy he badly wanted to sink his cock into some snatch. Brittney would serve as the perfect candidate.

The truth was, he'd have gladly fucked her again before now, it was just that there was simply too much other stuff going on his in life recently. Between the new women he'd met, his regular lovers, and most recently the pleasant developments with Anna, he'd frankly had no time for Brittney or Darcy. But he was more than willing to make up for lost time now.

Brittney broke off their kiss suddenly, surprising Jake by forcefully shoving him backwards so that he fell onto the sofa, his cock tenting his boxers dramatically. She stood before him in her work-out clothes, her breasts rising and falling as she panted, an angry look still on her face.

"It's not fair, Jake," she said sternly, frustrated. "I didn't want to fall for you, you know."

"Brittney..." Jake began, but she shut him down.

"Stop, I don't want to hear it, Jake."

She grabbed the bottom of her t-shirt and pulled it over her head, dropping it to the floor. Her breasts were nicely ensconced in her black sports bra, accentuating the lightly tanned tone of her skin and the highlights in her sunny blond hair, which fell around her face and neck when she pulled it loose from her ponytail and shook her head.

Jake reached out for her hips, pulling her forward, but she pushed his hands away. Then she tucked her thumbs in the elastic waistband of her shorts and pushed them down her long, slinky legs, bending at the waist as she did so. She stepped out of them without standing up, then looked up at him, her face inches from him.