Veronique had been born in Paris, to VERY rich parents, and moved to Florida when she was 15. Her long, golden-brown hair flowed down her backside, almost touching her butt, her eyes were a clearish-green color, she wasn't fat but not skinny...just curvy. She still had a slight accent from living in Paris for 15 years. She was 20 now, still living in her parent's mansion...they were never home so it was practically her own anyways. Why was Veronique pondering if her life had been a waste?

"I've always been the spoiled, good little rich girl...I've never been bad, I've never done anything outragous...everything I've ever done was just to please my parents..." she sighed, her perfectly manicured fingers wrapped around her cup as she took another sip of lemonade.

Before her thoughts could go any further, the doorbell rang. She didn't bother to get up, knowing one of the servants of the house would get it. Veronique looked behind herself when she heard the patio doors open. It was Nickolas, the next-door neighbor, who was basically their lawn guy. He mowed, cut bushes, pulled out weeds and whatnot. Veronique usually invited him in for a drink of water or lemonade after he'd done all the work and visited with him for 1/2 hour every other day or so. She waved over at him and he gave her a "hello" nod before going to get the lawn mower. Veronique put her sunglasses on as she gazed over her rather large lawn, still wondering what she should do, what her goals were...when Nick came into view.

He was wearing a white short-sleeved undershirt, a pair of tight jeans that outlined his ass (AN- Ooh hoo...gotta love that ass...)quite nicely, and his face was scrunched up as the sun shone in his eyes, but glimmered on his hair. He was pushing the lawn mower along, making his arm muscles bulge and getting him a little sweaty.

Veroniqe fanned herself a little, wondering why she'd never seen it before...and thinking that she's finally got the oppertunity to be "bad".

"It's 3:30 in the afternoon, Nick will be done by 4:30, the help leaves at 5 and I have the house to myself after that...maybe I'll invite him in for a nice visit..." she got up and decided to get someone to tidy her room up a bit before she invited him in.

About an hour later..

Veronique came downstairs in a almost sinful dress that barely covered anything and sat on the patio, watching Nick finish up the last of his yard work. By now, the sweat had caused his shirt to stick to his body. Dirt was streaked on his face here and there, but he looked amazing nonetheless. Nick brought the wheelbarrow into the tool shed and then walked back up to the house,ready to go home. Veronique hurried into the dining room and sat on a chair. Nick entered the room and looked up to say goodbye to Veronique but stopped.

"My God..." Nick whispered under his breath, eyes wide.

"Why don't you sit down and have a glass of water..it looks like you could use it.." she said, trying not to smile at Nick's actions.

"Uh..yea..yeah..sure.." Nick said, sitting down across from her.

"No..don't sit..let's go talk in my room...we can watch T.V. and whatever.." Veronique said.

"Okay.."

She grabbed 2 cups of water and had Nick follow her upstairs as the last of the house help left the house.

Nick watched Veronique's ass, packed tightly into her dress, sway back and forth. She was curvy,not too tall but not too short, fair-skinned, long-brown hair,those pouty french lips, everything he liked. The two sat on the mini-couch in her room and Veronique put the cups on the end table, knowing they'd (the glasses of water) never get to be drunk.

"Okay Nick, I know you must think this odd behavior of me.."

"Yeah..actually..I was thinking that.." Nick said, nodding.

"Well...you do work for the house although we have no contract on you...but you're still under my orders basically..so..I'll get to the point..."

"Which is...?"

"I want you to fuck me like you've never fucked before."

Nick stared at her in shock, "Uh...excuse me a minute.." he walked into the connecting bathroom and turned on the cold water. He looked into the mirror, grinning, this was it....finally. He noticed the dirt streaks on his face and washed them off quickly before coming back out.

"So...?" Veronique asked.

Nick pinned her up against the wall,kissing her forcefully, one of his legs between her two, rubbing it back and forth over her crotch.

Veronique brought her arms up to his neck, playing with the hair at the nape of it. Nick lifted her up, her arms and legs wrapped around him, and brought her to the bed, laying her down below him, careful not to put all his weight on her. They kissed feverishly, sucking on each other's tongues.

Veronique's hands traveled over Nick's ass and lightly sqeezed it, making him moan, and up his shirt. She ran her fingers up and down his smooth skin. Nick closed his eyes, concentrating only on the feeling of her soft fingers and the tips of her fingernails, sliding gently up and down his back. Veronique flipped them over and leaned over Nick. She broke from their chain of neverending kisses and licked the rim of his ear, gently tugging and sucking on his earlobe and then moved down his neck, planting feathery kisses all the way.

Pure lust took over as Veronique quickly rid Nick of his shirt and pants, leaving him in only his boxers.

"Ah, ah,ah...what about you, missy?" Nick said, a small grin playing on his lips.

She was wearing a tight tube-like dress. Nick reached around unzipped the dress, and pulled it off of her, flinging it to the side. Nick looked at Veronique's full breasts in front of him, she was clad in nothing but a very skimpy, lacy pair of panties.

"Mmm..I want you so bad.." Nick whispered, flipping them over once again. He leaned down, scraping his teeth gently over her breasts, tugging at the nipples until they were hard.

His hand traveled down her stomach and into her panties. They found her clit and massaged it, making Veronique moan in delight.

Veronique got her senses back somehow and pulled Nick's boxers off, looking at his large erection as Nick pulled off her panties.

Nick continued to play with her clit as she reached for his cock, running the tips of her finger nails over it. They both moaned each other's names.

"I need you...now.." Veronique breathed.

"mmmhmm.." Nick said, kissing her. He shut his eyes tight as he entered her, feeling her tightness around him.

"Oh..God..." Nick groaned.

Nick pumped in and out of Veronique slowly, watching her facial expression. Her lips were half-way opened and she was panting, as was he, her chest heaving up and down.

"Harder, Nick...ooh.." She moaned.

He thrust into her harder and deeper, both screaming their excstasy. Faster they went, beads of sweat rolling down Nick's smooth chest. Soon,Nick found her spot and slammed into it over and over, he watched as Veronique's face scrunched up, "ooh..Nick..I'm...ughh...God..." she shook beneath him as her orgasm hit.

The contractions around his cock were too much and he moaned loudly as he came, shooting his hot liquid into her.

He collapsed on top of her, then rolled over trying to catch his breath. "That was...wow...oh..my.." Nick panted.

"I've never..done..anything like that.."

"Me neither."

"Maybe you should come help at the yard more than once a week?" Veronique grinned, eyebrows raised, "we could have fun with this!"

"You got that right.." Nick said, kissing her once again before getting up to get his clothes on and head home before the he fell asleep and the house help found them together.

"Come back soon.." Veronique said.

"You bet." Nick smiled, and left the room.

The End

Okay..that was all that was meant to be..the question..this COULD go on..do you want it to? or do you think it's better left as it is? Answer my questions and send feedback to: [email protected]


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by Mystery Lady and Mystery Frack, 1999