Zach’s Summer Under His Parents’ Roof

As Zach pulled into his driveway, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief wash over him. The six-hour drive home from college had been a long one, and he was eager to put his car and himself to rest. He had just finished his junior year and was looking forward to a relaxing summer under his parents’ roof.

His parents, Joe and Meg, were both hardworking individuals who took their jobs very seriously. Joe was a civil engineer, while Meg worked as a nurse practitioner. They had always been strict with Zach, but he knew they only wanted what was best for him.

Zach was a good-looking kid, tall, blond, athletic, and popular at school. He was majoring in journalism, had a good grade point average, contributed to the campus newspaper and radio station, and was the starting third baseman for the baseball team. Coming home cramped his style, but he was excited to spend time with his family and friends.

His brother Jeff was fourteen years old and played in the county Senior League. The team was managed by Dan, father of Danny Jr., who was Jeff’s best friend and lived three doors down. Dan was an easy-going guy in his mid-thirties who worked for the State Roads Commission and had coached both boys since they were in the Midget League.

As Zach went inside to unpack, he couldn’t help but think about Barb, the team mother and a hairdresser by trade. She was an attractive frizzy-haired blonde with a perky, likeable personality and a quick wit, plus a killer body she’d kept in great physical shape. Zach had always thought she was pretty hot, and he knew he wasn’t the only one.

A few hours later, Zach called Dan to let him know he was home and ready to start coaching the team. Dan was thrilled to hear from him and told him that they needed a practice on some of the fundamentals, including bunting, base running, rundowns, and cutoffs.

Zach agreed to meet Dan at the field on Saturday morning and hung up the phone. He then called the salon to schedule a hair appointment with Barb, who worked the next day.

The following day, Zach arrived at the salon a little early and checked in. He took a seat with a good view of Barb, who was busy cutting the hair of an older man in the back. She looked good as usual, her slim body dressed in a black zippered smock with sleeves to her elbows, black tights on her legs, and black flats on her feet.

As Barb finished up with the old man and came to sit him in the chair, she caught Zach’s eye and grinned. “Okay, who’s next?” she called out loudly, pretending to look at the appointment schedule on the counter. “Do we have a Zach?”

Zach stood up and walked toward her, and Barb came around the counter to give him a hug. “Hi, Zach, welcome home,” she said. “You look great! How are you doing?”

“I’m good, how are you?” Zach replied, smiling back at her.

“Good, come on back,” Barb said, leading him to her chair. As she began to work on his hair, they chatted about everything from school to the upcoming pool party. Zach couldn’t help but notice how good Barb looked, her curly blonde hair bouncing with each movement as she worked.

As Barb snipped away with her scissors, Zach found himself getting lost in her eyes. He couldn’t help but think about how beautiful she was, and how much he enjoyed her company. He knew he wasn’t supposed to be visualizing what was underneath her clothes, but he couldn’t help himself.

When Barb finally finished up and revealed his new haircut, Zach was thrilled. “That looks great, Barb,” he said, smiling at her in the mirror. “You’re a true artist.”

“Thanks, Zach,” Barb replied, smiling back at him. “I’m glad you like it.”

As they walked to the register to check out, Zach handed her a large tip and said, “Put this toward buying the skimpiest bikini you can find.” Barb’s eyes sparkled as she took the money, and she winked at him. “Maybe I will,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Zach smiled and leaned in, his heart racing with excitement. “I’m counting on it,” he said, his voice low and husky.

As they parted ways, Zach couldn’t help but feel a sense of anticipation. He knew that this summer was going to be one to remember, and he was excited to see what the future held for him and Barb.

“See you soon, Zach,” Barb said, smiling at him one last time before he walked out of the salon.

“You can count on it,” Zach replied, his heart still racing with excitement as he walked out into the bright sunlight.

As he drove away from the salon, Zach couldn’t help but wonder what the future held for him and Barb. He knew that he had feelings for her, but he wasn’t sure if she felt the same way. All he knew was that he was excited to find out.

Zach pulled into his driveway, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him. He knew that he was home, and that he was exactly where he was meant to be.

As Zach emerged from the house, the warm sun hit his skin, and the sound of laughter and music filled the air. He had been looking forward to the Ladies First Pool Party all week, and now that it was finally here, he couldn’t wait to see Barb.

The first guests had started to arrive, and Zach was busy serving drinks and chatting with the ladies. He popped the top on a can of beer and took a swig, his eyes scanning the crowd for a glimpse of Barb’s bright smile.

And then, there she was, walking towards the bar with a couple of friends from down the street. Zach’s heart skipped a beat as he took in her vibrant outfit – a lacy cover-up draped around her, with a beach towel tucked under her arm and a baseball cap pulled low over her eyes.

“So, your mom got you to tend the bar again,” Barb said with a laugh, taking the Mimosa from Zach’s hand.

“Yeah, and I’ll be here until I get you drunk,” Zach replied with a grin, his eyes locked on hers.

Barb’s eyes sparkled with amusement, and she took a sip of her drink before turning to her friends. Zach watched her walk away, his eyes drinking in the sight of her soaking wet leopard-print bikini clinging to her curves.

As he poured drinks and chatted with the other guests, Zach couldn’t help but steal glances at Barb, who was now lounging by the pool with a group of friends. He loved the way the sunlight danced across her skin, and the way her hair shone with a hint of moisture.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Barb got up and walked towards the bar, a wicked glint in her eye. “What does a girl gotta do to get a drink around here?” she teased, her voice husky and playful.

Zach stood up straight, a grin spreading across his face. “Take her clothes off,” he said with a wink, handing her the drink.

Barb laughed, her body shaking with mirth, and Zach felt a rush of excitement. He leaned against the bar, his eyes locked on hers, and said, “I love your suit, it’s a knockout. What is that, a leopard?”

Barb shook her head, still chuckling. “No, actually it’s an ocelot.”

Zach grinned, feeling like he was on a roll. “Well, either way it’s a wild pussy,” he said, his voice low and flirtatious.

Barb’s laughter stopped, and she looked up at him, a spark of electricity between them. “Bad jokes are my specialty,” Zach said, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ll be here all week.”

They stood there for a moment, the air thick with tension, before Barb finally spoke up. “Damn, you look good,” she said, her voice husky. “Why don’t we run away together?”

Zach felt a jolt of excitement at the suggestion, but he knew it was impossible. “Sorry, I can’t,” Barb said, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “I have to work Monday. And I couldn’t live with myself if I stole the boys’ coach away.”

Zach nodded, feeling a pang of disappointment, but he knew he couldn’t resist the spark between them. “I never get tired of looking at you,” he said, his voice low and sincere. “You have an incredible body.”

Barb smiled, her eyes never leaving his. “Thank you. Your body is pretty nice too, Zach.” She started to reach for his bare chest, but stopped herself, a hint of shyness in her eyes.

Zach felt a rush of excitement at her touch, and he leaned in closer, his body pressed against hers. “Maybe we should get these bodies together,” he said, his voice low and husky.

Barb’s eyes sparkled with amusement, and she shook her head. “I don’t know about that,” she said, her voice husky. “I may be a little old for you.”

Zach smiled, his eyes locked on hers. “You’re not too old for me,” he said, his voice low and sincere. “And as for your husband, and my mother, I promise you, we can have our fun without anyone knowing.”

Barb’s eyes sparkled with amusement, and she shook her head. “I doubt that,” she said, her voice husky.

Zach leaned in closer, his body pressed against hers. “Listen,” he said, his voice low and urgent. “Go back out to the pool, socialize, finish your drink. In thirty minutes, meet me upstairs, last door on the right.”

Barb’s eyes sparkled with amusement, and she nodded, a hint of excitement in her eyes. “You’re crazy, Zach, you know that?” she said, her voice husky.

Zach grinned, feeling like he was on the verge of something big. “I’ll be waiting for you,” he said, his eyes locked on hers.

Jeff’s room was a sanctuary, a refuge from the world outside, and Zach had carefully curated every detail to make it his own.

The music posters on the walls, the computer on the desk, the shoes scattered around on the floor – it was all a testament to the carefree spirit of a teenager, and yet, it was also a space where secrets could be shared and desires could be explored.

Zach straightened up the bed, smoothing out the sheets and plumping up the pillows, as he waited for Barb to arrive.

Thirty minutes ticked by, and then thirty-one, thirty-two, thirty-three… would she come or not?

Soft footsteps echoed down the hallway, and Zach’s heart skipped a beat as he watched the door open, and there she was, Barb, looking stunning in her bikini, her hair damp from the pool.

“This is insane,” Barb whispered, her voice trembling with excitement.

Zach took her hand, his fingers intertwining with hers as he gazed into her eyes.

“I want to kiss you,” he said softly, his voice barely above a whisper.

Barb didn’t hesitate, her lips parting as Zach’s tongue slipped inside, and she moaned softly, her hands clutching his tightly.

Zach’s cock was already hard, a steel rod that seemed to pulse with life as he deepened the kiss, his tongue dancing with hers.

They broke apart for a moment, Zach’s arms wrapping around her, pulling her close as he claimed her mouth once more.

He licked her face, her ears, her neck, and shoulders, his hands roaming over her body, sending shivers down her spine.

He knelt in front of her, his mouth worshiping her breasts, his tongue teasing her nipples as she moaned softly, her hands tangled in his hair.

Barb’s eyes were closed, her face a picture of rapture, as Zach’s tongue danced over her skin, leaving a trail of fire in its wake.

Zach stood up, his eyes never leaving hers, as he reached for the door, pulling her close as he whispered, “Let’s get out of here.”

They slipped out of Jeff’s room, making their way to the bar, where Zach ordered a beer, and Barb went for a swim, their secret tryst a whispered promise in the air.

But the excitement was far from over, as they began to plot their next move, their minds racing with the possibilities.

The house was big, with plenty of hiding spots, and they knew they could find a place to sneak away, where they could lose themselves in each other’s arms.

And so, they began to move, their footsteps quiet on the floor, as they made their way to the one place where they could be alone – the office.

The door was slightly ajar, a hint of dim light spilling out into the hallway, and Barb’s eyes met Zach’s as she whispered, “Let’s go in here.”

Zach nodded, his heart racing with anticipation, as they slipped inside, the door closing softly behind them.

And then, they were alone, their bodies pressed together, their lips meeting in a kiss that sent shivers down their spines.

As Zach entered the house, he was immediately struck by the sweet scent of Barb’s perfume. It was a fragrance he had grown accustomed to, one that always seemed to heighten his senses and leave him wanting more. He smiled to himself, feeling a sense of excitement and anticipation as he made his way deeper into the house.

Barb greeted him from the living room, her eyes sparkling with a mischievous glint. She was dressed in a knee-length pink robe, her bare feet a stark contrast to the elegant jewelry that adorned her body. Hoops in her ears, necklaces around her neck, rings on her fingers, and bracelets and bangles on her wrists and ankles all seemed to shimmer and shine in the soft light of the room.

“I don’t have to be to work until noon,” she said, her voice husky and seductive. “We have plenty of time to catch up.”

Zach’s shorts were off in a flash, and Barb was pulling his t-shirt over his head. His cock was already reaching for the ceiling, straining against its confinement. They wobbled towards the couch, their bodies seeming to move in perfect sync.

“Let’s fuck first,” Barb said, her voice barely above a whisper. She led his cock to her eager slot, and he felt a surge of pleasure as he forced the length of it into her. After a single thrust, they were in sync, grunting and groaning and hissing as they picked up the pace.

This fuck was going to be fast and furious, their bodies already superheated and their groins bouncing up and down like a bucking pony. The sofa groaned along beneath them, its protests a reminder of the passion that was unfolding.

“Put your finger in my ass,” Barb said, her voice breathless and urgent. Zach obliged, and Barb was now getting vigorously impaled coming and going. Zach came first, bellowing as he delivered his seed deep into her. Barb was not far behind, screeching as her body shook and her cum flowed.

They kissed for a time as Zach’s boner slackened inside her, their tongues entwined in a sensual dance. Then they made out, Barb licking the salty sweat off Zach’s neck as he sucked her tits. She sucked his cock until he came, and he ate her pussy until she came.

After all the mad sex, Barb went to the kitchen to get them each a glass of water. They sat and talked about how they would schedule their trysts, their conversation punctuated by kisses and caresses.

Zach’s cock was ready for thirds, and Barb climbed onto his lap, facing him. She lowered her juicy cunt onto his cock, and they started fucking again. Up and down, up and down she went, falling each time onto him bullishly and savoring the jolt of his cock up deep inside her.

“You know you rattle when we fuck,” Zach said, a smile spreading across his face. “Excuse me?” Barb asked, puzzled. “Your jewelry. It rattles when we fuck.”

“You don’t like it?” she said, a hint of laughter in her voice. “I like it fine, just making an observation. It’s kind of musical.”

Barb shook her wrists, and the sound of her jewelry filled the air. “Actually, it’s not really a rattle,” she said. “It’s more like a jingle.”

“In fact it’s really two different sounds,” she went on, shaking her right wrist of bracelets. “Now that’s a jingle. But listen to this.” She shook her left wrist of bangles. “This is more of a jangle.”

She shook them both together, and the sound of “Jingle Jangle” filled the air. Zach laughed, and Barb smiled, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

“I’ll Jingle Jangle with you anytime,” Zach said, his voice husky with desire. “Just say when.”

And so their affair continued, a whirlwind of passion and desire that left them both breathless and wanting more. They fucked in every room, on tables, on the carpet, and against the wall. There were backward blowjobs and sixty-nines, and Barb loved the adventure of it all.

One time, Barb decided that Zach needed a trim. She fetched a large bath towel, a wet cloth, electric clippers, shaving cream, and a razor from the bathroom. “You need a shave!” she said, her voice husky with excitement. She spread the towel under him and set to work, her fingers moving deftly as she mowed the lawn of his pubic hair.

Then she soaped him up and shaved him close, her hands moving gently over his skin. His cock was about to explode, and she sucked it for a minute before jerking him off the rest of the way. He grunted and his cum catapulted out of the head of his stiff penis, rope after rope.

“Jesus, that’s a lot of cum,” Barb said, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “The fountain of youth!”

Another time, in bed, Barb was sucking him, and Zach was laying back, watching his cock slide in and out of her mouth, disappearing and reappearing. “You know, Barb,” he said, his voice husky with desire. “I never get tired of watching you suck me, watching my cock slide in and out of your mouth.”

“Really?” Barb asked, her voice breathless with excitement. “Oh yes, it’s such a fucking turn-on.”

Then let’s spice it up a little,” she said, getting up and fetching lipstick from the bathroom. She painted her full lips with a tiny brush, taking her time and daubing with gentle finesse. Zach stroked himself as he watched, his cock growing harder by the second.

Barb came back to bed with her lips a deep, rich red. She smiled at Zach and took his cock into her hand, licking the head of his cock and sucking an inch or two into her mouth. There were already tiny flecks of red on the tip of his cock, and Zach’s eyes grew wide with desire.

“Oh my god, Barb, this is so hot,” he said, his voice husky with excitement. “You mind if I video this?” He picked up his phone from the nightstand.

“Uh, I don’t know Zach. This isn’t going to end up on the internet, is it?” Barb asked, her voice hesitant. “No, just for me. It’s so fucking hot.”

Barb nodded, and Zach began to capture the moment on his phone, the sight of her lips wrapped around his cock sending shivers down his spine.

As they continued their affair, Barb and Zach found themselves lost in a world of passion and desire, their love growing stronger with each passing day. They fucked in every room, on tables, on the carpet, and against the wall, their bodies entwined in a sensual dance.

And through it all, Barb’s jewelry jingled and jangled, a constant reminder of the passion and desire that lay at the heart of their affair.

Weeks turned into months and Zach’s summer fling with Barb became a distant memory. He’d often find himself reminiscing about their escapades, especially the time she’d given him a blowjob with lipstick all over her face. He’d watch the video on his phone, still getting turned on by the sight of her crimson lips wrapped around his cock.

But life had moved on, and Zach had started his new job at the media company. He’d settled into a routine, working five days a week and socializing with his colleagues on the weekends. He’d even gone on a few dates, but nothing had stuck.

One Sunday evening, Zach was talking to his mother on the phone when she dropped a bombshell: Barb and Dan were separated, and their house was up for sale. Zach’s mind was racing as he asked his mother what had happened, but she didn’t know much. It wasn’t until he talked to Barb a little later that he got the full story.

Barb had been having an affair, but it wasn’t with some random guy she’d met at the salon. It was with him, Zach. She’d been careful to keep it a secret, but Dan had discovered the lipstick video on her phone. He had no idea who the guy was, but it was clear that Barb had been cheating on him.

Zach was shocked, but also relieved. He’d been wondering if he’d ever see Barb again, and now it seemed like fate had brought them back together. They talked for hours, reminiscing about their past encounters and laughing together like they used to.

As they talked, Zach realized that he still had feelings for Barb. He wanted to see her again, to be with her in person. So he asked her if she’d like to meet up for a weekend, and to his surprise, she agreed.

Their conversation was filled with excitement and anticipation. They talked about meeting in the middle, somewhere between their homes, and Zach chose a small town on the river. They booked a room at a hotel with a balcony and a view, and Zach stocked it with drinks and ice. He even put on a bunch of metallic and glass bangles, hoping to impress Barb.

Barb, on the other hand, was looking forward to getting out of the house and away from the stress of her breakup. She’d been feeling guilty and depressed, but talking to Zach had lifted her spirits. She’d even called her doctor to get back on the pill, hoping that things might work out between them.

As the day of their meeting approached, Zach couldn’t help but feel nervous. What would it be like to see Barb in person again? Would they pick up where they left off, or would things be awkward between them?

But one thing was for sure: Zach was excited to find out.

-Barb: “What time are you getting here?”

“I’ll be there around 4 pm,” Zach replied. “Do you want me to pick you up, or will you meet me at the hotel?”

“I’ll meet you there,” Barb said. “I’ll bring some wine.”

“Sounds perfect,” Zach said, trying to contain his excitement. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Can’t wait,” Barb said, and they hung up the phone.

Zach couldn’t help but feel a thrill of excitement as he hung up the phone. He was finally going to see Barb again, and he had no idea what the future held.

-Barb: “Wow, this room is amazing!”

“Thanks, I booked it online,” Zach said, smiling at her. “I’m glad you like it.”

“Me too,” Barb said, walking over to the balcony. “This view is stunning.”

“Yes, it is,” Zach agreed, standing beside her. “I’m glad we could spend some time together.”

Barb turned to him, a smile on her face. “Me too,” she said, and Zach knew that this was just the beginning of their new adventure together.

Next to the hotel, a rustic log cabin restaurant beckoned with its charming name, The Log Cabin. Perched on the riverbank, its wooden deck offered a picturesque setting, complete with a long bar, cozy tables, and the soothing sounds of live music drifting through the air. It was here that Zach and Barb would meet, their reunion eagerly anticipated.

As the sun dipped into the horizon, casting a warm orange glow over the deck, Zach arrived early, securing a spot at the bar. He was looking forward to sipping on a cold beer or two, relaxing before Barb’s arrival. But fate had other plans, as she turned up even earlier than expected.

He was just taking a sip of his third beer when he spotted her walking towards him, a radiant grin spreading across her face. She strode confidently towards him, her long, flowing locks bouncing with each step.

Barb looked breathtakingly beautiful, her porcelain skin glowing in the fading light. Her creamy summer dress clung to her toned physique, showcasing her sun-kissed skin and leaving little to the imagination. A sprinkling of jewelry adorned her limbs, while her black-painted nails and bold red lips added a touch of sensuality.

They threw their arms around each other, holding each other tightly as they exchanged a passionate kiss. The air was filled with the scent of her perfume, and the soft brush of her breasts against his chest sent shivers down his spine.

“You look stunning!” Zach exclaimed.

“So do you, Honey,” Barb replied, her eyes sparkling with mirth. “And I love your jewelry!”

“Paying homage,” Zach chuckled, shaking his wrists playfully. “Jingle Jangle!”

As they took a seat on stools, facing each other, their knees touched, and they began to talk, their hands intertwining as they laughed and joked together. Their chemistry was palpable, and it was clear that they were meant to be together.

When their drinks were empty, Zach started to order another round, but Barb stopped him, her voice husky with suggestion. “How late are you open?” she asked the bartender.

“Bar closes at two, kitchen closes at midnight,” the bartender replied, his eyes flicking to Barb before returning to the bar.

Barb turned to Zach, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Let’s come back later,” she whispered, her breath dancing across his ear.

They walked hand-in-hand to Barb’s car, retrieved her suitcase, and headed back to their room. As they entered, they kissed like long-lost lovers, their passion reigniting like a wildfire.

“You have your phone?” Barb asked, her voice husky with desire.

“Sure, right here,” Zach replied, producing it from his pocket.

“Good,” Barb purred. “Get that video camera working. We’re going to make another movie. And this time, you can show my whole damn face if you want to.”

Barb’s dress fell to the floor, revealing her slinky thong and two gold chains around her waist. She approached Zach, her eyes locked on his, as she began to unbutton his shirt.

Zach’s body was about to get covered in lipstick once again, as the night was about to unfold like a tantalizing tale of desire and passion.