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Press Your Luck 7
🕑 Added 2022-06-03 11:00:06 +0000 UTCThursday morning Harlow was eager to leave the house the second he set his heels on the floor. Despite the little rest he got the night before. Between the awkwardness of sleeping next to his best friend who he continued to kiss and the fact, every time he closed his eyes he could see Danny’s cock yet again. The most sleep he got that night was when he had a nightmare wherein he was left on the side of the street, dressed in the cliche hooker wear, tiger print miniskirt and leather bustier. Each new car that drove up he could hear Marcus’ voice barking orders at him and reminding him it would only get worse if he refused. One car was Harry’s old mustang and with a wicked smile he pulled Harlow into the car and forced his lips around his cock.
Before he could start Danny’s breakfast, Valerie had told him he should get himself ready for the day so Danny had a chance to see him “At his best”. He was expected to get showered, dressed, brush his hair exactly one hundred times, brush his teeth, and now do his makeup. By that time Danny was just waking up, allowing Harlow the opportunity to test his makeup.
After mincing up to Danny in the now higher and more uncomfortable heels he kissed Danny goodbye after breakfast he asked Valerie if he still had to do the kiss test since he was getting pretty good at makeup, “You’ve got a very basic style down, kind of. But you’ll have to master at least five looks before you don’t have to worry about how it comes out.”
“Five?! For what?!”
“One, the basic day look, two the basic night look, three, the business look, four, the going out look, five, date night. You're doing okay on the day look, but you have a loooong way to go.”
“Fine.” Harlow shook his head, “Can we just go to the mall or something?”
“Well, we do need to get something to wear for the pool party.”
“Sounds great, let’s go.”
“What’s got you so eager this morning?”
“Nothing, I just…I like the mall. It’s, like, so fun.” He lied, in truth he just wanted a distraction from the memories of last night which still lay fresh in his mind.
“I know right?!” They both giggled. Valerie of course knew he was lying but it was better to indulge him in shopping as therapy than push him for answers.
Valerie made sure they spent the entire day trying on heels before they even looked at swimsuits. By the time they entered the store they had bought at least a half dozen shoes with heels no shorter than five inches.
“What do you think?” She held up a blue one piece with crisscrossing black patterns with a small diamond shaped hole in the middle to expose the wearer’s belly button. Harlow was surprised she was suggesting something so conservative for him.
“I don’t know…” he frowned, taking a big risk, but if he acted like he hated it she would force him to wear that instead of something far worse, “it’s a little…meh. I mean, I’ve got these to hold in,” Harlow giggled as he gave his fake boobs a squeeze.
“You’re not wrong.” Valerie nodded and placed the suit in the shopping cart, “I think we can make it work though.”
Harlow smiled over his victory. ‘Yay,’ He thought sarcastically, ‘I’ll get to wear a one piece instead of some stupid string bikini.’
“Now, let’s get something for you.”
“What? I thought that was for me?”
“Lucy, I swear you’re such an airhead sometimes. I told you before we left We needed to get something. And you said you didn’t like that style.”
“But-”
“No, I know, you thought it was for you so you didn’t think it’d look good on you. Don’t worry, my feelings aren’t hurt. We’re both big girls. Some of us are bigger than others.” She giggled, poking Harlow’s chest. “You are such a sweetheart for worrying though.” Valerie suddenly hugged Harlow, their breasts pressing into each other. She was an idiot but…he at least wanted to feel some boob after all this! “I already have something in mind I know you’re gonna love!”
“G-great.” Harlow giggled nervously.
Valerie pulled Harlow along once again, finding another rack filled with much more revealing bikinis and insisted on Harlow trying all of them on. Normally he would love to see a woman trying on bikinis, the skimpier the better, but not when he was that woman. When she told him to try on the third set she noticed his nervous smile. She had to change that, “Come on out so I can see.”
“W-why can’t you just come in here like before?”
“Because one of the workers got on to me.”-she lied-“Something about possibly shoplifting.”
“Uh…it looks okay.”
“Come on, let me see. We have to know if your chest will show and where so we know what to blend.”
“F-fine.” Harlow slowly walked out of the changing room, his hands attempting to cover his bare skin and failing, he had never felt so exposed and naked. How women did this he had no idea.
Harlow wore a bright green Y front bikini that had two thin straps that clung to his thighs along with the two thicker straps curving over Harlow’s hips. The top barely covered his nipples, leaving him feeling even more naked wearing the swimsuit than he had felt being actually naked. “You look so totally hawt!” she cheered.
“S-shut up.” Val giggled seeing Harlow turn a brighter shade of red than his hair. She was glad to see Harlow still giggled when she did, rather it was by habit now or conscious thought was debatable.
“Hey, come on.” She said as she pulled Harlow’s hands away, “You’re not shy, remember?” She held his hands firmly but spoke gently, she enjoyed how humiliated he was feeling in front of just her but if he felt too humiliated now he would refuse to go to the pool party. She could force him, or threaten him, but it was much easier to control him when he thought she was genuinely on his side.
“I-I’m not but…come on this is a bit much. I’ve never even worn speedos before.”
“Why would you? Old men wear those. You are a sexy young woman and I think you look great. And so will anyone else.”
“I don’t want guys thinking I look great!” Harlow attempted to run back in the changing room but Valerie’s grip held firm.
“I didn’t say, just guys.” Val whispered before kissing Harlow softly on the cheek.
Harlow stopped and looked at Valerie with a big goofy smile. “What?” he giggled nervously.
“Confidence is sexy.” She smiled, “So be confident and who knows…maybe you’ll get more than that.” Harlow nodded nervously. “We should practice now.”
“Now?”
“Sure, there’s hardly anyone around at the moment. So go back in, then come out and strike a pose.”
“What kind of pose?”
“Just whatever you think would be sexy.”
“Uh, okay.” Harlow walked into the changing room, grateful to be out of the public eye even if it was only temporary. He looked at the hanging bikinis left to still try on, and his own clothes, they weren’t much less revealing but they were better than walking around in basically underwear. ‘If I make a break for it…’ he thought briefly. ‘I’d still be a guy dressed like a slut.’ Harlow sighed.
Harlow stepped out of the small changing room and planted his feet still in the five inch heels. He tried taking them off, but the pain still shot through his body when he put his foot down. So now he stood posing in the bikini and high heels, cocking his right hip to the side and throwing his left hand up and his right cupping her hip all with a huge smile plastered on his face.
“Lucy you’re a natural!” They both giggled. “You’re so sexy!” Harlow blushed again. “Say it.”
“I’m sexy?”
“Are you asking or telling?”
“I’m sexy.”
“Louder!” Valerie yelled.
“I’m sexy!” Harlow matched her energy.
“That’s right! You’re a sexy bitch!” They giggled. “And don’t let anyone tell you different. In fact,”-she pushed Harlow back into the small changing room-“tell her.”
“You’re sexy?”
Valerie rolled her eyes, “Stop goofing around, you know what I meant. Tell her what kind of girl you are.”
“I’m sexy.”
“What makes you so sexy?”
“Um…my boobs?”
“Hmm, okay so I want you to come up with three nice things to say about Lucy every time you’re in front of the mirror. And I want you to tell me.”She said, coming closer behind Lucy and wrapping both her hands around the fake girl's waist to rest on her stomach as she rested her chin on Harlow’s shoulder.
“Why?” He asked, feeling the sexy girl press into him from behind.
“Because, I know you. If I just let you go you’ll just say something like ‘I’m nice with pretty hair’. Which is fine for today, but you need to build your confidence. And that means coming up with more things you like about yourself.”
“O-okay.” He said, his glued member causing him a slight pain as it tried to get hard looking at the two sexy girls in the mirror.
“Come on, we’ve got more bathing suits to go through, and remember to strike a different pose whenever you come out.” Valerie hurried out of the changing room.
The rest of Harlow’s day was spent at the mall, striking poses, and talking about how sexy or beautiful whatever he wore made him feel. It wasn’t lost on Valerie or even Harlow that more men were looking at the bikini section of the store than originally. Valerie refused to let the lusty stares of leering men stop Lucy until it was time they had to go back home and cook dinner for Danny. Once again Harlow found himself sitting in Danny’s lap after dinner as they watched another show about stylists competing with each other. Danny half paid attention to their conversation as he drank one beer after another while Valerie and Lucy talked about the contestants, the dresses, and who or what was cuter. Whenever he was out though Lucy would get up and grab him another beer. Which wasn’t terrible, except every time she sat back in his lap she would kiss him again. He needed this to be over with already to help his friend. That’s how he explained it to himself when he texted Marcus.
The next afternoon the entire neighborhood had converged onto the community center. The center housed dozens of rooms for all sorts of groups, from AA to shriners conventions. But most notably what they had was a large gymnasium inside for basketball, volleyball, and just general purpose use. Another room contained within it pool tables and table top tennis. Outside was a smaller court strictly for basketball, beside it was the small playground for the younger children, and finally behind a large gate was the pool. The pool area consisted of a kids pool no deeper than two feet, a snack bar, changing rooms, and the pool itself was large enough to hold hundreds of adults before it became overcrowded. It was typically filled with people from all over the city who were in search of an oasis from the heat. But this day, like every year before it, one neighborhood had pooled their money together and rented it out. Giving them a massive pool to play in before they had to go back to school the following Monday.
Danny sat with Collins while his wife was off in a bathroom changing their young daughter. “So when do you do your thug work?”
Danny sighed, “It’s not thug work. I’m just working security at a club. And Saturday.”
“Guy like that…just be careful.”
“I will.”
“I can’t believe you let Harlow get you into another one of his messes.” Collins sipped at his beer angrily. “When’s the last you even heard from him?”
“...a few months, maybe a year.” he saw Harlow this morning. Though he was wearing an apron and had kissed him when serving him breakfast.
“See, he’s not even around and you’re still cleaning up after the little shit.”
“There’s a lot more to him than people think. He’s a good guy.”
“Yeah. You said that all through highschool too.”
A tall black woman with long black hair tied into a bun approached Collins carrying a small girl with curly black hair pulled back into a similar bun wearing an Elsa bathing suit. “Okay, I got her all set but I think she wants her daddy to play with her.” “Is that right?” Collins stood up, setting his beer aside and picking up his daughter who cooed and blew bubbles at him with a cheerful smile.
“Where’s Henry?”
“He’s over there.” Collins pointed to a short boy on the side of the pool who looked on the edge of becoming a teenager, he playfully shoved another similarly sized boy into the pool. He was much lighter than his sister and mother, having taken more after his father.
“What the hell is he doing?”
“It’s a game, Naomi. Just boys being boys.”
Henry was the next to be thrust into the pool by another boy.
“Did you miss, Daddy? Huh? Didya?” she erupted into a fit of giggles as Collins made one silly face after another before carrying her off to the small shallow pool.
“He’s a lucky man.”
“Please, luck has nothing to do with it.” Naomi smiled. “You remember how shy he was in school right?”
“I never knew him to be shy.”
“Well, with me he was. He just makes jokes when he’s nervous. Me? I like a man who can make me laugh.”
“See, luck.”
“If that’s what you call luck.” She watched her husband help their daughter stand and keep balance in the deep waters. No she wouldn’t say they were lucky to have met, but she was certainly grateful. “But what about you?” She lightly slapped Danny’s arm. “I hear you got a girlfriend now. What’s she like? Is she gonna be upset when she sees how drop dead gorgeous I am even after two babies?” Naomi’s laugh ended with a smile, but she did have genuine concern. Many women that her and her husband’s friends dated had had problems with her from out of the blue. Not just her, but Valerie too. It’s something they got used to being on the cheer squad. But not something they necessarily liked.
“Uh…she’s not the type to get upset about beautiful women.”
She shoved Danny playfully, “So where is she?”
“Uh, she should be here any minute. She uh…just finished her…ya know.”
“Her period?” Danny blushed bright red and stared at the concrete ground, thinking about the new app on his phone to track Lucy’s cycle. “Danny, you’re almost thirty.”
“Rude.” He chuckled.
“You know what I mean, you shouldn’t get so flustered around bodily functions.”
“I know…I’m trying.” Danny glanced at Naomi for a moment, thinking back to their kiss under the bleachers in junior high. Long before she and Collins started dating but the thought of what might’ve been lingered on his mind from time to time.
“Hey, is that her with your sister?” She pointed to two girls walking into the pool area. Lucy wore one of the bikinis Valerie had picked out for her. A simple purple and green flower bikini with golden string holding up the tiny flowery triangles that just did do their job of covering her nipples and did all but nothing to hide her breasts to the crowd of onlookers. Her cleavage was on full display for the men, young boys, and older women who watched Lucy as she walked up the sidewalk, her sheer sarong gliding upon the ground with every step she took in her five inch wedge heels. Lucy paused and waved at Danny with a smile, the way Valerie had instructed her.
Harlow wanted to hide away from the stares of the entire neighborhood and probably even more. But he was forced to smile and wave to Danny in case anyone was watching.
“Daniel!” Lucy cheered while sashaying up to her boyfriend to give him a sweet kiss and a hug.
“Hey Naynay!” Valerie cheered, giving her long time friend a hug.
“Uh-h-hey, Lucy.”-he cleared his throat-“You look amaz-you look good.” He corrected himself, not wanting to sound too eager to Harlow. He reminded himself for the fifth time that day that the sexy girl clinging to him and forcing her tongue in his throat was Harlow. It was all supposed to be an act, why did she have to keep french kissing him?
“Oh, I’m sorry. I’m Lucy. I can’t help it whenever, like, I see Daniel, my mind just goes to, like, one place. Ya know?” Valerie smiled, Harlow had gotten a lot better at his love sick smile. If she didn’t know it was fake she would’ve sworn it was real.
“I’m Naomi Collins.”
“Are you married to Collins?”
“I am indeed.” She smirked.
“I thought Collins was his first name?” Lucy giggled.
“Ah, no, baby. Everyone just calls him Collins cause that’s what coach called him.”
“His name is Ray.” Naomi couldn’t help but smile at the ditz in front of her.
“Mom!” Henry ran up to his mother, shaking water off as he ran, “Mom, can I get a snowcone?”
“Sure. But first, I want you to meet someone.” She held the boy in front of her, “This is Lucy, she’s going to be babysitting you and Vanessa.”
“Mom, I don't need a babysitter! Vanessa’s the baby.”
Lucy crouched in front of the boy with a wide smile, “I was,like, the same way when I was your age, and you’re right, but, like, I’m gonna be there for your sister anyway so we can still have lots of fun. Don’t you think so?” The boy nodded slowly without making eye contact.
Naomi smiled, “See, you two can have tons of fun. Come on, let’s get you your snow cone.”
“Okay…” the mother and son walked away.
“I think someone has a crush.”
“I do not.” Harlow snapped. He didn’t think he was staring that hard at Naomi, but damn she was hot even in her one piece. She had kids and a body like that? She was the walking definition of a milf.
“Not you, silly. We know you’ve got a crush on Danny.” Both boys blushed, glanced at each other and quickly looked away, “Henry. The way he was staring at you made it kind of obvious.”
“What? Come on, he’s a kid.”
“Cause none of us had crushes on adults when we were kids.” Valerie laughed, remembering an English teacher in sixth grade she was sure she would marry one day. Danny blushed and scratched his head as he thought about his own babysitter when he was Henry’s age. Harlow glanced at Danny and quickly looked away again. Harlow had a huge crush on Danny’s mom. He remembered one valentines day when he wrote her a card and she had to let him down gently. She said it would be just between them after all was said and done but…if Danny knew it would make things very awkward.
Valerie watched Harlow’s reaction as she sat in a lounge chair with a smile. ‘Oh my god, he did have a crush on Danny!’ She wanted to roll on the ground laughing until she passed out but she needed to log this information away for later.
When Naomi returned Valerie and Naomi sat by the two umbrellaed lounge chairs, forcing Harlow to once again sit in Danny’s lap. Danny wasn’t the biggest swim fan and the way Lucy had clung to Danny’s hand when he tried to leave told him that she needed him to stay. Not that he understood why, the girls all got along fine as they chatted about various shows, actresses, and fashions. It felt completely natural to hug Lucy’s half naked body to his own bare chest, he had to remind himself yet again Lucy wasn’t real. Her beautiful hair, her soft skin, her large chest, her perfect ass that kept wiggling and grinding into his ever hardening cock. “Uh bathroom!” Danny said sharply and quickly, picking Lucy up and setting her aside before rushing into the bathroom.
“Is he okay?” Naomi asked, propping herself up on her elbows.
“I’m not sure.” Harlow looked at Valerie, “I should go check on him?” she nodded.
Inside the men’s room Harlow slowly opened the door, “Danny?” he asked softly, closing the door behind him. The open bathroom was more of a locker room style and offered Danny few places to hide. “Hey, why’d you run off?”
“Uh…nothing. I’m fine. Just…had to pee.”
“Okay…just, you’re taking a while. I mean…it’s gross but if you need some help there is a huge pool outside.”
Danny shook his head and laughed, “I can’t exactly go outside.”
“Why not?” Danny sighed and turned to face his fake girlfriend. His cock clearly tenting his shorts. “Oh my god!” Harlow gasped. “Really?! Right now?”
“Apparently!” Danny grumbled.
“Fine just…I don’t know, throw some cold water on that thing and come outside when you’re done.” Harlow turned to leave but immediately Danny’s hand wrapped around his.
“No, wait. The water doesn’t work in here. And If someone…saw, then they’ll know.”
“What do you want me to do?” He asked wearily.
“Just…give it a minute. It’ll go away.”
“Fine.” Harlow sighed.
The seconds ticked by at a snail's pace making every minute feel like an eternity. It was three eternities before Danny gave up waiting. As much as he tried to ignore her and think unsexy thoughts about his grandmother and baseball he couldn’t help but watch Lucy as she shifted around on her sexy heels, ‘who wears heels to the pool?!’, out of…boredom, he guessed, she took the small matching clutch purse and her makeup in the small grimey mirror, arching her back and showing off the thong that nestled between her perfect ass as she did so. ‘Ugh!’ Danny groaned quietly and reached into his pocket to find his phone. It wasn’t like it was the first time he had done it in front of Lucy. “Oh no!” He whispered.
“What? You get another erection?”
“Not exactly. I left my phone. Can I use yours?”
“I pawned mine two months ago.”
“Great.”
“Just use your imagination.” Harlow turned around, stamping his foot and unknowingly shaking his nearly naked butt like a matador with a red cape to a bull. Not wanting to stretch his misery out any longer than he already had he gripped his cock and quickly started jerking himself off to his friend’s sexy ass. Not his friend, no. His girlfriend, Lucy. She was imaginary. Like the thousands of girls he’d masturbated to before, it didn’t matter that she was standing in front of him shaking her ass. Was she doing that on purpose? “Are you done yet?” Harlow asked after a few minutes, growing impatient.
“Not yet…”
Harlow tapped his leg again, he didn’t want to be in here any longer than he had too, it was bad enough he had to be in the room when Danny jerked off in a condom, but this wasn’t helping him at all. “Okay…don’t say anything.” Harlow giggled nervously. Turning around he pulled his bikini top down and bent forward putting his fake chest on full display.
“No-no thanks.” Danny says awkwardly. Not wanting to waste anymore time Harlow pulls Danny’s free hand and places it on his breast. ‘Not like I can feel it anyway.’ He reassured himself as his friend quickly jerked his cock in front of him.
Harlow nervously licked his lips and couldn’t help but smile every time he glanced at his friend’s member. Of course, all Danny saw was a sexy redhead bent over, her chest on full display, smiling and eagerly licking her lips. It didn’t take long for him to cum from the image before him.
Unfortunately, yet again, Harlow’s chest to his chin was covered in another man’s cum. “Really?!” He wiped the cum from his chin, instinctually licking his lips and tasting Danny’s seed in the progress. “Ugh, it got in my mouth!” Looking at the back of his hand he saw a red smear of lipstick, “And you ruined my makeup!” Harlow groaned. “My purse is outside.” He sighed.
“Your purse?”
“...shut up. Get me a towel and m-the purse.”
“Okay.” Danny stepped out of the bathroom and hurried to get everything. Harlow tried the faucet and sure enough no water came out. Wanting to get the offending slime off of him he wiped his chin and scooped it off of his fake chest. ‘This would be hot if it was literally anyone else.’ He sighed.
“Lucy?” Naomi asked in the darkened room. ‘Shit!’ He quickly covered his chest with his top and tried to shake the cum from his hand. When that didn’t work he spun around with a smile on his face, hiding his hand and wiping the cum on the inside of his sarong. “Are you okay?”
“Y-yeah. Just…had to, like, have a talk with Danny, ya know?”
“Uh-huh.” Naomi stepped closer to Lucy until their chests were nearly touching before she adjusted Lucy’s top to cover her nipple. “You should be more careful with your makeup if you’re going to sneak off for a…makeout session with your boyfriend.”
“I um…Na-Naomi? It-it’s not like that.”
“I got your pur-” Danny stopped as he saw the two women standing incredibly close, the knowing look in Naomi’s eyes and the frozen in headlights deer look in Lucy’s. “She…we...I have her purse.” Danny practically glowed as bright as a neon stop sign.
“He never could keep a secret when it came to kissing. Guess he’s not that much of a gentleman.”
“I am!” Danny handed Harlow his purse, hoping he could escape with a shred of his dignity.
“You guys kissed?” Harlow asked in surprise. “Does Ray know?”
“Oh, that was long before he and I started dating. Don’t fret, I’ve got all the man I need with Ray.” she gave Lucy a small hug before leaving the room.
“Well…that was awkward, but I think I’m gonna go.”
“Oh no you don’t.” Harlow ordered.
“Why not?”
“I watched you, the least you can do is keep me company. Besides, I have to make sure my makeup won’t come off this time.”
“Fine.” Several minutes passed before Lucy finished her makeup and walked up to Danny. “C-can you…”
“What?” Harlow whispered, trying to avoid eye contact with his friend.
“Can you just uh…kiss my lips?” Harlow looked up at his friend who now took his turn to avoid looking at his feminine friend, “It’s just if you kiss my neck, live you’ve been doing, I’ll have another hickie.”
“Another?!” Harlow blushed. He didn’t want to kiss Danny at all and he certainly didn’t want to leave evidence!
“Yeah. So just…” he pointed to his lips.
“Fa-fair.” Harlow giggled nervously before he pulled his friend’s lips to his own. Instinctually he slipped his tongue between Danny’s lips for a moment before pulling back and smiling. ‘She’s done it again!’ Danny thought angrily, ‘She has to be doing it to torture me. Fine.’ Danny decided he would give Lucy a taste of her own medicine. “Okay we can go.” Harlow turned to leave but felt Danny’s hand grab his wrist once again. Suddenly Danny’s lips were on his once more, his giant friend’s tongue forced into his mouth. Danny kissed Lucy aggressively, he was going to pay her back for every slip of the tongue and tease, every butt wiggle on his dick he had to endure this week. She knew what she looked like! How much he wanted her. How hard it was for him to remember who was underneath all the makeup and sexy outfits. He wanted to help his friend but…he picked Luy up and pressed her body against the wall, he lost his train of thought, her legs wrapping around his hips. If he hadn't just came, his dick would already be inside of her. As it was his cock was still slowly inflating, readying itself for much more than his own hand. The way Lucy moaned with every kiss, caressed his arms and face, she wanted him too, of course she did. She was his girlfriend, she dressed slutty for him, she kept sitting in his lap, gave him every opportunity to feel her up, girls like that wanted more than just hand holding and long walks around the park. They wanted to be fucked! Harlow had reminded him of that, with every ex-girlfriend or girl who gave Danny a kind smile.
Danny stopped when Harlow literally slapped sense into him, pulling away and letting his friend’s heels set gently on the floor. ‘It’s Harlow.’ He reminded himself as he caught his breath. He wasn’t making out with a sexy woman who wanted him…he was making out with a man. Whatever else Harlow was going through he wasn’t Danny’s girlfriend. Not for real. “That’s what it feels like.” Danny muttered before walking out of the locker room, only barely remembering he had meant to teach Lucy a lesson for teasing him.
Harlow stood in stunned silence as he heard a large splash, presumably his friend jumping into the pool. His friend had just made out with him, his heart pounding even through his fake chest. Danny out of nowhere just picked him up, grabbed his ass and forced him against the wall. Reflexively he wrapped his legs around Danny so he wouldn’t just fall on the harsh concrete but when he realized his mistake it was too late. He originally tried to unwrap his legs but every time he did Danny’s hand would replace them. He tried to shove his friend away but it was like an ant pushing a mountain. It simply didn’t work. Trying to push his friend’s tongue out of his own mouth didn’t help, nor did trying to turn his face away. Danny was too fast, too intuitive. What was he supposed to do? He wasn’t much of a fighter but knew enough that he couldn’t punch his friend effectively. So he did the only thing he could, he slapped his friend. What did he mean that's what it feels like? Is…'Danny's not gay!' He looked at himself in the grungy mirror but he didn’t see a man.
Harlow followed Danny out and saw his large frame swimming across the pool. Sitting on the edge he waited until Danny came up for air. “What was that about?” He asked when he saw Danny’s surprised and confused face break water.
Danny frowned, how could he tell his friend he had gotten carried away? How he was seconds from tearing his bottoms off and fucking the pussy she didn’t have? How even now he couldn’t help but stare at her cleavage? “...I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You were totally…making out with me back there.” Harlow blushed.
“Lucy?” Harlow looked up to see Valerie standing over him. She seemed so imposing even with the sweet smile on her face. “Is everything okay?”
“Uh…yeah.”
“You sure? Cause it sounds like you had a problem making out with your boyfriend.”
“N-no. Not a problem.” he lied.
“I didn’t think so, cause you guys kiss all the time.”
“Yeah, like, like I said, no problem. I..I loved it.” Harlow giggled, joined by Valerie.
“Really?” Danny asked in surprise.
Valerie kicked water in Danny’s face, “Don’t be a dweeb! Of course she likes making out with her boyfriend.” He looked at the two women above him, both were all smiles and giggles…did Luc-Harlow really want him to kiss him? Lucy had that same love sick smile he saw on Naomi’s face whenever she talked about Collins. A few exes had that same look as well. This was too weird. Why then did he feel the corners of his mouth pulling into a smile.‘This needs to end sooner rather than later.’ He thought. “Didn’t you?” Valerie asked with a smirk.
“Yeah.” he blushed. “I-I did.” His face burned flaming red. He hated himself for it but he actually did enjoy the taste of Lucy’s lips.
“Good.” Lucy blushed and turned to look away. “That’s all I wanted to know.” She stood up and walked off.
A few minutes later to the girls in the lounge chairs. Now that Danny was off in the pool somewhere he at last had his own chair. As much as he tried to ignore Danny and join the conversation again he couldn’t. Danny had made out with him and nearly…no he wouldn’t have taken things that far, but still. And Naomi was talking about baby Vanessa and how proud she was that she had sat up on her own earlier that week. “She’s so smart!” Naomi cheered. Was that all it took to be considered smart? Instead of rotting his mind further with inane chatter Harlow let his mind wander and watch the beautiful women glistening wet in the shining sun. Eventually he found Danny, playing a game of chicken with Collins’, Heny, and another kid. “Oops,” Naomi cooed, standing up carrying the sleepy Vanessa, “Someone needs a change.”
Harlow cringed as Naomi walked off to the locker room, was the baby not potty trained?! He wouldn’t be expected to change her would she?!
“Hey.” Valerie called and not for the first time, resorting to waving, to get Harlow’s attention. “Hey, are you gonna swim?” She asked finally.
“Uh…” Harlow looked out at the sea of beautiful women in bikinis, girls that had to be leaving for college and the women who birthed them all running, swimming, and laughing, the glue around his long untouched penis pulling against his flesh threatening to rip free and take skin with it. Then he thought about Danny and the men who currently and not so subtly leered at him now, if anyone came up to him he had Danny he could go to or just simply use as an excuse…but the last thing he wanted to do was entice them more than he did in his bikini. “No. I don’t feel like it yet.”
“Good, do you mind rubbing lotion on my back?”
Harlow’s eyes snapped to Valerie who held up a bottle of spf lotion. “Sure!” He giggled and cleared his throat not meaning to sound so excited. “I mean, yeah, like, I don’t mind.” He happily took the bottle and sat in the chair beside Valerie. Pouring the white liquid into his hands he gently rubbed her shoulders first. Then her back. Valerie’s swimsuit did more to cover the front than it did the back, no doubt to entice people to rub lotion on exactly that spot. Harlow smiled happily despite feeling his cock tearing more and more with every stroke of her back. It was painful but he wanted her so bad! He had to be careful or his secret would be exposed. ‘Think unsexy thoughts!’ he screamed at himself. The first images to enter his mind were Harry and his cock, the disgusting taste of his cum in his mouth. It seemed to be working until Valerie moaned blissfully. ‘Danny.’ he thought, forcing the image of Danny jerking off in his mind. ‘Danny, naked.’ he repeated. ‘That clerk guy.’ he felt his cock slowly shrinking as he pictured himself on his knees in front of the perverted clerk.
“Well, this is a sight.” Harlow looked up and saw the devil his mind spoke of.
“Oh, Mr.Abbernathy.” Valerie sat up with a smile on her face. “You got my message.”
“I did.” He smirked. “Though I’m regretting not bringing my own swimsuit.”
“Such a shame.” She giggled.
“Yeah.” Harlow had meant to sound sarcastic but his giggling only made it sound like he wanted to see the thin man half naked and wet.
“Anyway, I had those files for you.”
“Oh good, I have the money in my car. I’ll be right back.”
“No problem, it’ll give Lucy and I time to catch up.” Valerie walked away leaving the man to sit in her spot while she slowly walked to the car.
