Chapter 3

Maeve’s POV

My heart thundered in my chest against my rib cage as I felt Brian pressing his hard length against my back. He whispered that I was the one who did that to him.

“I am sorry,” I mumbled as I closed my eyes and waited for my shame to swallow me whole. I could not fathom what would happen if Mom walked in on us right now. She would think that I am the one who tried seducing her husband.

“Open your eyes and look at yourself,” said Brian as I opened my eyes but I could not force myself to look up. Fear and shame and guilt, all that I was feeling…along with that there was something else that I felt as well. A strange thrill at being chosen instead of my mother.

"You really are gorgeous, Maeve." His breath was warm in her ear.

He whispered, so she did too. "Thank you."

"Do you have a boyfriend at school?"

She shook her head. His hands slid ever so gently across her pale, smooth skin. Never going anywhere too private. Tracing the intimate areas carefully.

"Oh, sweetheart," he breathed. "You don't have any experience at all, do you?"

A hand slipped lower, grazing the waistband of her bikini panties. He played with the elastic waist idly, fingers just barely slipping into the gap at her hip bones. It felt like he was asking if she was a virgin, but she wasn't sure. She felt out of her depth.

But whatever he meant, the answer would probably be the same. She shook her head, No, feeling her hair brush against his chest. No experience at all.

He leaned in, his body against her back, and she realized with a dizzying shock that he was hard. She felt it against her lower back.

"Can you feel what you've done to me?"

For the first time, Maeve realized she couldn't count on him to stop this. If she wanted it to stop, she might have to do it herself. Set boundaries herself.

And she did want to stop it, right? Surely she did. It felt intoxicating to be wanted like this, in this dangerous and indecent way. By such a confident, older, handsome man. It was thrilling to be taken so seriously.

But it was wrong. Girls weren't supposed to like when older men pressed themselves against them. She forced herself to choke out: "Are you sure this is okay?" It wasn't much of a protest, but it was the best she could muster.

His hands on her waist: he pulled her against him, and again she felt his erection against her back. "Who says what's okay?" he said. "We're both adults. We can be discreet. I can tell you like this, Maeve." He rubbed into the cleft of Maeve's butt, slipping against her underwear. "I can see it in your body language. It was exciting to show me your body, wasn't it?"

She knew the answer Brian wanted, and she was too cowed not to give it. "I guess," she said weakly.

"So let me ask you gain, Maeve. Can you feel what you've done to me?"

Her voice was barely audible. "Yes."

“I am glad that you feel it…feel just the way I feel. But how about we enjoy the pool on a warm summer afternoon like this?” Brian asked as his fingers played on my skin teasing me but not touching me in any of my intimate areas. I didn’t know what was happening to me but I could feel that I was growing wet between my legs. My nipples had grown to be painfully hard and I knew that he could see it too.

I nodded simply and said,” You don’t have any issues with me using the pool, do you?”

“My darling girl,” he said in my ear, as he placed a soft kiss at the nape of neck and I could feel goosebumps rising on my entire skin as he said,” Everything that I have here, is your to use, without any complaints. And feel free to use me as well.”

I shuddered at his words and I could feel him smile against my skin. My eyes were shut tightly close as his hands moved away from my body and he said,” I will join you at the pool. It’s quite beautiful of a day to not go for a swim.”

I stood there stunned like a statue as he walked out of the room breezily without any care in the world. It took me a few minutes to feel my heart beat getting normal. I looked at myself and found myself still blushing hard like a beetroot. I took out a huge beach towel and the bottle of sunscreen and went down towards the pool.

There was a certain instinct that told me that it was dangerous and I was playing with fire but the woman in me rose up and said that this was the way how I learnt how men were and what they liked. I could still feel that I was wet between my legs and the heat that rose in my body would tell anyone that I was attracted to my step-father. I had not even known the man for two days and here I was behaving like a shameless hussy.

I reached the pool and found it empty and sighed in relief.

I placed the towel and the bottle of sunscreen on one of the seats and plunged into the pool. The water was so comfortable and it really felt good with the sun shining from above.

I swam a few laps in the pool when I found that Brian had come out with a can of beer in his hand and sat down on the edge with his legs dipping in the water. He showed the can to me and said,” If you want, you can have one. I won’t tell your Mom.”

I smiled.

“It will be our secret,” he said conspiratorially.