As Bass pulled into the driveway of the Matheson home, he steeled himself for the inevitable meeting that would take place. Taking Duncan's hand in his, he gave her an encouraging smile before they got out of the car.
"Are you sure about this?" He asked her, "it's not too late to change your mind."
Duncan smirked at him. "You know if I didn't know any better, I'd say that you're more worried about me meeting your family than I am."
Bass forced a laugh, "yeah, well, I guess you don't know any better then." He led them through the large house and out into the backyard. The summer sun beating down on them as they looked around. Danny and a young girl with dark hair were lounging by the pool, Rachel was arranging food on a picnic table, and Ben and Miles were arguing over grilling tactics.
Leading Duncan towards his best friend, he smiled when he heard Miles say, "you don't need a college degree to work a grill, Ben. I've got this."
"No, Miles, just let me show you how to-"
"Hey, guys," Bass interrupted, wanting to stop any fights before they started.
"Hey," they greeted together, patting him on the back and smiling.
Miles looked at Duncan and whistled, "man, she is way too hot for you."
Not one to be pushed over, Duncan shot right back, "yeah, I am, but he's got a big dick, so..."
"Whoa! Hey! Too much information," Ben shouted while Miles howled with laughter.
Ben retreated towards his wife, mumbling to himself while Miles stuck out a hand to Bass' new girlfriend. "I'm Miles."
"Yeah," she shook his hand, "Bass talks about you all the time. I think I'm starting to develop an inferiority complex."
Bass wrapped an arm around her back and pulled her to him. "Whatever, stop being so dramatic." She rolled her eyes and leaned up on her toes to kiss him. Ignoring Miles' gagging, Bass asked him, "where's Nora?"
"On her way, she got caught up at work."
"Oh," he took a steadying breath, trying to act casual, "what about Charlie?"
Miles didn't even look up from the grill as he replied, "she should be here soon, kid said something about bringing her new boyfriend." He looked up long enough to make it clear that he wasn't excited about the prospect, but went right back to his grilling. Bass ignored the little twinge in his gut, reminding himself that he had no right to say anything about whoever Charlie chose to date. Duncan gave him a strange look, but didn't say anything as the object of his thoughts appeared on the back porch.
Bass did everything he could not to groan out loud. Charlie sauntered down the steps looking like her usual cock-stirring self, wearing a thin, green bikini top and cut off jean shorts that hugged her perfectly round ass way to tightly. She was hanging on the arm of some body builder, his shoulders as broad as she was tall and his arms as thick as her waist.
One look in Miles' direction told him that they were thinking the exact same thing: no. There was no way in hell Charlie was with that guy. Though Bass was pretty sure that he and Miles disliked him for very different reasons, his own reasoning leaning further from 'over-protective family' and more towards 'get your fucking hands off my woman'.
But she wasn't his woman. Not anymore.
Charlie drug her new boyfriend over towards them and Bass had to ball his hands into fists to keep himself from reaching out to her when she passed by him to hug her uncle. She leaned back from Miles and nodded in her friend's direction. "Miles this is my boyfriend, Jason."
Jason smiled and stuck out a hand for him to shake, "Charlie talks about you all the time, you're her favorite uncle."
"I'm her only uncle," Miles responded gruffly, squeezing the guys hand harder than strictly necessary.
Charlie cut in before Miles could do any damage, "and this is Miles' friend Bass, and... " she trailed off looking questioningly at Duncan.
"Charlie," Bass met her eyes briefly, but quickly looked away towards Duncan, "this is my girlfriend, Duncan."
Her smile didn't falter, not even a little bit. In fact, she smiled even brighter, saying, "oh, that's great. It's nice to meet you."
Duncan opened her mouth to speak but was cut off by Ben reappearing, smiling at Jason. "Jason, how are you? I'm glad you came by, I wanted to talk to you about... " Ben and Jason's voices faded as they made their way towards the food table, chatting away about some business opportunity or another. Charlie couldn't help but roll her eyes, she was starting to feel like her dad was the one who was dating Jason.
Miles was oblivious to her irritation, but Bass caught it, reveling in the small victory that the guy was getting on her nerves. Duncan caught it too, smirking down at the younger woman. "He seems sweet," she said innocently, though her tone was anything but.
Charlie ignored her taunting tone and shrugged, "whatever, that just means I don't have to listen to him talk about his stock portfolio."
"Ah," Duncan said knowingly, "self-conscious about what's in his pants, so he makes up for it with what's in his wallet."
To Bass' surprise, Charlie merely snorted. "I guess you could put it that way," her eyes flashed over his face so quickly that anyone else would have missed it. But not him.
Duncan laughed while Miles groaned about not needing to know certain things about Charlie's life. She laughed, looking up at her uncle, "come on, Miles. I'm twenty-four, I hope you didn't think I was still a virgin." Now it was Bass' turn to groan, but luckily Duncan was too busy laughing and Miles too busy covering his ears to hear it.
"Hey, Charlie!" Danny called out to his sister from his place over by the pool, and Bass had to force himself not to watch her glorious ass swinging as she left them. Rachel appeared and introduced herself to Duncan, and the women disappeared over to the food table to do whatever girls did when they got together.
"You alright, man?" Miles looked over at him with concern on his face.
"Never better. Why?"
Miles shrugged, flipping over a few ribs while he considered his words. "The past few months, you've been... distant, like something's wrong. I thought maybe a new girl would make it go away, but it doesn't look like it has."
Bass tried to ignore the fact that Miles had noticed the change a few months ago. Meaning, around the time he had ended things with Charlie. But Miles didn't need to know that particular detail.
"I'm fine, brother. I've just been stressed with work and stuff, it's no big deal."
Blowing a breath through his nose, Miles let the subject drop as Nora showed up, kissing him on the cheek and sniffing the food on the grill with appreciation. "Thank God, 'cause I'm starving."
Bass watched his best friend smile lovingly down at his girlfriend and had to fight back the jealousy that surged into his chest. He used to look at someone that way.
Out of the corner of his eye, Bass saw Charlie wander into the house. He looked around the yard, Danny and his friend were still lounging poolside, Ben and Jason were deep in conversation, each one holding a beer. Rachel and Duncan were laughing about something or other over by the food, and Miles and Nora were to busy eye-fucking to pay any attention to him.
Quietly slipping away, Bass closed the screen door behind him as he entered the house. He stopped, listening for any sounds that would give away where Charlie had gone, and tried to convince himself that he should just go back outside. Being alone with Charlie was a bad idea, brief encounters over the past four months left them both craving more as it was, it wasn't fair to either of them to go seeking her out now.
The soft patter of feet on the floor above him drew him up the stairs. He stepped lightly up the steps, stopping in the hallway in front of the open bathroom door, salivating at what he found there. Charlie was on her hands and knees on the floor, the perfectly round, toned globes of her ass sticking up in the air, clad only in her bikini bottom, daring him to reach out and touch them. Her bare back was tan and muscled, marred only by the dainty string tied around it and her long, wet tresses stuck to her skin.
Bass stood transfixed, his cock twitching in his swimming trunks, watching her body move while she searched for something in the cabinet under the sink. Charlie spoke without turning to look at him. "Dad, do you guys have any sunscreen in here? Danny's skin is gonna fry out there if we don't get something..." Her voice trailed of as she turned around and saw that it wasn't her father standing in the doorway. She quickly rose to her feet, a beautiful blush gracing her cheeks as she bit her lip. "Sorry, I thought you were - never mind, I'm just gonna go," she finished awkwardly.
Charlie made to pass by him, but Bass suddenly found himself standing directly in the doorway, preventing her escape. She stopped just short of walking right into him, her eyes level with his chin and looking anywhere but at his face.
Oh, she was so close. The familiar scent of lavender filling his nostrils and making his stomach tighten, blood quickly flowing south of the border. Bass tilted his head down.
Just one little taste, just one for the road. It couldn't hurt, right?
Her blue eyes scanned up his neck, over his lips, and up to his eyes. The second their eyes connected was like lighting struck. Charlie's arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him down to her level, smashing their lips together. Bass instinctively pulled her closer, his hands smoothing over the familiar curves of her hips and over her ass. He wound one hand into her wet hair, pulling her head back and slanting his mouth over hers, greedily sucking on her tongue while she ground her hips against his.
He needed to breath but didn't want to let her go, so he moved his lips away from hers, kissing along her jaw and down her neck, taking each little moan she gave him as a personal accomplishment. Her head lolled back when he pushed the thin fabric of her bikini aside and sucked the soft flesh of her breast into his mouth, listening to her muttered curses while she arched further into him.
Growling, Bass hoisted her up onto the bathroom counter, pushing aside the various things Charlie had displaced in her search for the sunscreen, and yanked at the other side of her top, revealing both of her perky mounds. He gripped her hips and pulled her close to edge of the counter, flicking his tongue over her pert nipples while she wrapped a toned leg high over his hip. He pulled it higher, grinding his hard cock against her center, feeling the heat radiating from her body.
Their lips found each other again, teeth nipping at lips and tongues delving deep. Bass' fingers skimmed over the fabric covering her mound and Charlie bucked her hips against his hand. Roughly pulling the fabric aside, he plunged two fingers into her sopping, wet pussy, watching her eyes roll back in pleasure when he curled his fingers and stroked her clit with his thumb, just the way he knew she liked it.
"Oh fuck, yessss," she hissed. Bass lowered his head to her nipple, biting the hardened pebble and then smoothing the sting with his tongue. He continued suckling her breast while his fingers curled and stroked, her nails digging into his shoulders, grasping for some kind of support. He could feel her pussy fluttering around his fingers, her orgasm so close. Shoving his tongue back into her mouth, he pinched her clit, swallowing her cries of pleasure while she spasmed around him.
While she came down from her orgasm, Bass wrapped an arm around her back, pulling her close and kissing her gently. Charlie ran her hands over his still t-shirt covered chest, yanking at the hem in an obvious attempt to get rid of it. He complied, pulling it over his head and letting her smooth her hands over the hardened muscles, her fingers skimming gently over every scar like she was trying to memorize each one.
Swallowing the lump in his throat, he twisted his fingers back into her hair and pulled her lips to his, tying to commit her sweet taste to memory. She pushed the waistband of his trunks down, and her small hand wrapped around his engorged cock. Humming appreciatively into his mouth, she started to stroke him, spreading his pre-come along his shaft with her thumb. Bass grunted into her mouth and grabbed her thigh, hiking it up further on his hip and using his hand to guide his cock into her welcoming pussy.
They both groaned loudly, neither one seemingly concerned with the people outside, as he thrust into her. He pulled all the way out of her, ignoring her groans of protest, and then slammed back in, sheathing himself completely in her tight heat.
"Fuck, baby," he breathed in her ear, and Charlie started bucking her hips to try to get him to move in response. He fucked her hard and fast, her egging him on with each little moan. She wrapped her other leg around him as well, opening herself up for him, causing him to go deeper with every thrust.
"Bass, please, Bass." Her breathy moans in his ear made him speed up, his thrusts becoming increasingly erratic as he neared his own release. He reached down between them, flicking her clit with his thumb, listening to her beg for more as he pounded into her. She nearly screamed when her walls clamped down around his cock, her head falling back against the mirror while she tensed around him. Bass put his hands under her knees, pushing her back and slamming into her pulsing pussy a few more times before pulling out and spilling his come all over the counter.
They both stayed like that for a minute, gasping for breath. Finally, Charlie moved to get off of the counter, forcing Bass backwards so she could stand on shaky legs. She adjusted her top back over her breasts and pulled her bottoms on straight while he put his shirt back on.
She turned away from him and put her hand on the doorknob. "We can't keep doing this, Bass," she breathed.
"I know," he whispered back.
Charlie fled the bathroom quickly, Bass trying to ignore the tears he saw on her cheeks. She was right, the game they'd been playing wasn't fair to either of them.
Bass stood in the crushing silence of the bathroom, wishing that he had decided not to introduce Duncan to the family after all.