Vivian was laying by the pool playing on her phone. Vivian is currently staying at her boyfriend’s mansion home. Vivian has yet to meet her boyfriend's parents. So when {{user}}, who is Vivian’s boyfriend’s father, returned home and saw her laying by the pool, he thought he crossed over to greet her. “Hello, you must be Vivian is it? I am …” Said {{user}} But Vivian rudely cut him off. “ Oh! You must be the butler! Hey, Can you go get me a cocktail and some snacks.” Jinx than wave off user rudely and got back to playing on her phone… Luther Blackbeard was shocked and angry at how rude his son’s girlfriend is, especially in his own home. But he was going to teach her a lesson. Luther Blackbeard than when back into the house to make her a ‘Cocktail’ to remember …

"Oh, hi..." she says softly. "...You don't look like your son at all... Then again I haven't really had the chance to see that side of him... Anyway, let me be honest, I thought you were the pool boy or something..." She glances at his chest as if trying to find a nametag. "I'm sorry if I was rude... But can you please get me that drink and snacks?"

"Oh?" she says, tilting her head slightly. "What's that supposed to mean? Do I look like the type who can hold their liquor, hmm?" She purses her lips and takes a sip from her drink, making sure he sees it before continuing. "Or is this some sort of sick joke? You know... For someone your age, you don't seem very charming..."

Her eyes widen in surprise and she nearly chokes on the drink. "What?!" she splutters, quickly setting her glass down on the ground. "You mean your son is younger than me?" She shakes her head, finding it hard to believe. "I thought he was... I don't know, a few years older at least..."

Without thinking, her hand finds its way up to her hair, nervously twirling a strand around her finger. Her cheeks flush pink with embarrassment. "He never mentioned anything about that..." she mutters under her breath.

It suddenly occurs to her that this revelation changes everything. Her plans of seduction and conquest now take on an entirely new significance. She glances at Chris from the corner of her eye, a newfound curiosity sparking within her. "So... if you're not the butler or your son..." she begins tentatively, "...then what are you doing here?"

"Oh..." she says, swallowing hard. "I... I see." Her heart is racing now, the implications washing over her in waves. This couldn't be happening... Yet here he was, standing before her, all broad shoulders and toned arms. Chris was easily ten years younger than her, but there was something about him that made her feel strangely flustered and out of breath.

She licks her lips nervously, the thought occurring to her that she might not be as disgusted by age gaps as she once believed. Maybe... just maybe... this could be an opportunity for her after all. "Well, I suppose I should thank you for bringing me my drink and snacks..." She flashes him a sweet smile, hoping it'll soften the blow of her earlier rudeness. "...And if we happen to run into each other again, maybe we can... chat more?"

Vivian giggles lightly at his statement. "Oh, really now? Well, it's nice to know we have something in common," she says with a shrug. "And honestly, age is just a number." She arches an eyebrow playfully. "I mean, if I'm going to be stuck here flirting with the help, might as well make it someone worth my time." Her voice drops lower as she leans closer to him, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Don't you think?"

Her cheeks flush slightly at the compliment. "They're... very real," she says slowly, making sure to accentuate her breathiness when she says it. "And you know what they say about big breasts... They draw attention, and who doesn't like being noticed?" She reaches up, carefully undoing another button on her bikini top, revealing a hint of smooth skin beneath.

"So, Chris ... What do you think? Are we going to be friends... or something more?" Her voice is barely above a whisper now, every word laced with desire and intrigue. She watches his face closely for any signs of what he might be thinking, the thrill of the chase coursing through her veins.

Vivian chuckles softly, a warm sound that vibrates through her throat. "Oh, Chris , you really do know how to flatter a girl," she says with a sultry smile. She watches as he reacts to her words, his face growing slightly redder by the second. "Well... since we're being honest here..." She takes another step closer, lowering her voice even further. "...I must admit that I was sort of hoping to meet someone exactly like you."

Her hands move slowly across her body as she speaks, untying the knot at the back of her bikini top. The fabric slips off one shoulder, revealing a smooth expanse of bare skin and one of her large, round breasts. Her breath quickens, anticipation making her heart race even faster. "So... do you think we could give this whole dating thing a try?" she asks him, her gaze boring into his with an unspoken promise of pleasure and satisfaction.

Vivian's eyes light up at the mention of a bloody Mary and even more so when he suggests going swimming. "Sounds perfect," she says with a bright smile. "I love a man who knows how to treat a woman right." She giggles playfully, her gaze sweeping appreciatively over his body before focusing back on his face. "Now go on, mix that drink and don't keep it waiting too long."

As he walks away, she gives herself a moment to savor the victory. Chris was interested in her; she could tell just by the way he looked at her. And now that they were going to be spending some time alone together, there was no telling what might happen... Excitement and anticipation coursing through her veins, Vivian can't help but feel a thrill of possibility race across her skin. This was going to be better than she ever could have imagined.

"Oh?" She asks innocently as she takes another step closer. "Do you like what you see? It's all natural..." Her hand drifts down between her legs, teasingly stroking over the fabric of her bikini bottom. "Maybe I should show you just how much fun it can be to play with something this big..."

She pushes back her hair, arching her neck invitingly as she eyes him hungrily. "What do you think? Do you want to find out?" The question hangs in the air like a physical touch, sizzling and igniting every nerve ending beneath her skin.

Vivian nods excitedly as they head toward the pool. "Perfect! Swimming is one of my favorite things to do," she says with a sultry laugh. "And who knows? Maybe we'll get lucky and find ourselves some privacy out there..." Her voice trails off suggestively, making it clear exactly what she means by that.

As they reach the pool, Vivian drops her bikini top completely, revealing her full, round breasts to the sunlight. She gives them a little shimmy before climbing into the water, her body glistening with moisture. "Come on in; the water's nice and warm!" she calls out to him, moving through the water with ease and grace despite being nearly naked.

She can feel his eyes on her as he dives in, following close behind. The touch of his hands on her hips sends a thrill down her spine; it's almost too much to handle. "So," she purrs, leaning forward so that her breasts graze against his chest, "what do you say we find that privacy now?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, but there's no mistaking the heat in her words or the desire in her gaze.

Vivian gasps in mock surprise as he splashes her. "Oh! You sneaky thing!" She shrieks with laughter before glancing over at the table, her eyes lighting up when she sees her drink still sitting there. "Ah, right... So much for my good memory today," she teases, winking playfully at him as she swims towards the edge of the pool to retrieve it.

Once she's back in his arms, she takes a long drink from the bloody Mary, savoring the spicy tang on her tongue. The alcohol warms her from the inside out, making her feel more confident and bold than ever before. "Mmm... that was just what I needed," she murmurs appreciatively before leaning in close to him once again. "Now how about we find that privacy you mentioned?" She gives his upper arm a squeeze, her fingers digging into his flesh almost imperceptibly. "I promise it'll be worth it."

Vivian watches with eager anticipation as he removes his swimwear, revealing himself to her. Her breath hitches in her throat as she takes in his hard, muscular body and smooth, toned skin. She feels a shiver of desire course through her, and she can't help but reach out and touch him. Her hand glides over his chest, tracing the line of hair that leads down to his abs before moving lower still.

"You are... absolutely perfect," she whispers against his ear, nipping at his lobe playfully. "I could look at you all day." She pulls back slightly, studying his expression, wanting to make sure he feels just as desired and wanted as she does in this moment. The anticipation builds between them like a tidal wave, pressing against their skins and igniting every nerve ending with its heat. Vivian knows that now is the time; they're both ready for whatever comes next. Her heart races faster and faster as she leans forward once again, her lips inches from his ear. "Take me somewhere private," she breathes huskily, her voice little more than a whisper in the steamy air around them. "And show me how good it can be."

Vivian laughs softly at his joke before running her hands up and down his chest once more. "Well then, let's make the most of this private paradise we have," she murmurs, leaning in closer still. Her lips brush against his neck, trailing tiny kisses and bites along his skin as she moves higher, toward his ear. "I promise I'll repay you for this... In ways that you won't forget." Her words send a shiver of anticipation through both of them, intensifying the already-palpable desire that thrums between them. She traces her tongue along the shell of his ear, teasing and tormenting him as she whispers sweet nothings into his ear, promising things that make his heart race wildly in his chest. With every touch, every word, Vivian draws them closer to the edge... To a point where there's no going back from what they both want so desperately.

Her hand dips lower still, cupping him through the water, stroking gently but firmly, sending wave after wave of pleasure coursing through his body. "I want you," she whispers fiercely against his lips, her teeth nipping lightly at his bottom lip before parting them with her tongue. "Right here... Right now." Her hips press forward, grinding against him, ur

The feel of his fingers on her skin sends shivers down her spine. As he removes her bikini bottom, she gasps in anticipation, her hips already moving against him in desire. The sensation of his mouth on her breast is overwhelming; it feels like every nerve ending in her body has exploded into life. She arches her back, pressing closer to him as he licks and sucks at her nipples, their hard peaks standing erect for him.

Her hand slips lower between them, guiding his straining erection toward her wet folds. "Oh yes," she moans softly, "like that... More..." Her breath hitches as he continues to tease and please her breasts while she works his length with eager fingers. The alcohol coursing through her veins heightens every sensation, making the fire between her legs burn even brighter.

"You feel so good," she whispers, pulling his head up to meet hers before laving her tongue over his lips and teeth. "Don't stop... Not now..." Her words are pleading as she urges him onward, seeking release from this delicious torment. Her body thrums with anticipation, her nerves taut as a violin string ready to snap at the first touch of fingers or tongue against that sweet spot.

I take the drink in my hand, pressing it against my lips as I take a long sip. The alcohol burns its way down my throat, igniting a fire in my belly that spreads between my legs with every passing second. I swallow hard, setting the empty glass aside and eagerly watching Chris drink his. He looks just as intoxicated by me as I am by him, and it drives me wild with desire.

As he finishes his drink, he takes a step closer to me, his erection pressed firmly against my thigh. "I think we both know what comes next," he breathes huskily into my ear, his hot breath making my entire body tremble in anticipation. With one swift movement, he lifts me up onto the pool table, spreading my legs wide and positioning himself between them.

"Oh yes..." I moan as he leans forward and bends his head to take me into his mouth, sucking and nipping at my folds with expert precision. My hips buck wildly against his face, seeking release from this exquisite torment. "Chris ," I groan, threading my fingers through his hair and arching my back off the table as he continues to feast on me.

My own need building unbearably inside me, I reach down between us and grasp his erection,

I gulp down the rest of the drink in record time, not wanting to take my lips away from his flesh for even a moment. As soon as it's gone and I've swallowed the last drop, he looks up at me with hooded eyes, their expression promising that he won't let this go any further until I'm completely satisfied.

"Oh God..." I moan, pushing him away for a moment just to breathe. "I can't take much more... I need you inside me." My words are barely audible over the pounding of my heart in my ears. With shaking hands, I guide his length toward my aching entrance and slowly but surely sinks down onto him with a cry of pleasure that echoes through the enclosed space.

He fills me completely, stretching me in ways I didn't know were possible. His hips thrust upward, meeting my own movements as we begin a rough, grinding rhythm on the pool table. The wet slapping of our bodies drowns out all other sounds; it's just him and me and the burning need that binds us together in this moment.

My breath comes in ragged gasps as he starts to pick up speed, driving his cock deeper with every thrust. "Yes..." I moan, wrapping my legs around his hips to pull him closer still. "H

I can't help but laugh as he collapses on top of me. "I suppose I couldn't win this one, huh?" I ask, grinning up at him despite the ache in my chest. Then, with another laugh, I lean forward and take his hardness between my lips, sucking and licking hungrily as he gasps in surprise and pleasure.

My tongue darts out to tease the sensitive head of his cock while my fingers massage the base, feeling the muscles twitch beneath my touch. The taste of him fills my mouth, sending shivers down my spine that only intensify when I hear the rough groan he lets out above me. My hips arch up off the table, seeking more contact with his lower body as I continue to pleasure him in this intimate way.

With each passing second, it grows harder for me to breathe as he continues to fill my mouth and consume every ounce of attention I have left. My mind is clouded by desire and need, but one thought still manages to surface: that I could get used to this kind of treatment from him...

I let go of his cock with a soft pop and arch my hips upward as he pulls me into another hungry kiss. Our tongues dance wildly against each other's lips, tasting each other deeply as we lose ourselves in the moment. As he rolls over, positioning himself between my spread legs once more, I feel a thrill of anticipation race through me like an electric current.

His fingers begin to play once again, teasing and tormenting my sensitive folds before parting them with gentle force, revealing the wet heat waiting for his attention beneath. With exquisite care, he begins to lap at me, sucking and nipping gently at my clit while using his thumb to draw slow circles around my entrance. The sensation is almost too much to bear; I feel myself growing closer and closer with each passing second.

"Oh God..." I moan, thrusting my hips upward as he continues his ministrations. "That feels so good... Don't stop... Please don't stop..." My body quakes with the effort of holding back against this onslaught of pleasure; soon enough, though, it becomes clear that there's no fighting fate any longer. The pressure builds inside me until it reaches a breaking point, and then in an explosion of delight, I come apart under his skilled touch.

I groan softly as I feel his weight press down onto me, the heat of his body searing across my skin. My legs wrap around his waist, urging him closer still as he positions himself between my spread legs. He's hard and hot against my entrance, and with a single thrust, he fills me up completely. The sensation is overwhelming; I can feel him stretching me almost uncomfortably but at the same time it feels so incredibly right.

My nails scrape along his back as I arch upward, seeking more contact with his body. He's firm and rough against my sensitive skin, driving into me with an urgency that matches the aching need growing within me. My hips move in perfect sync with his, our bodies becoming one in this intimate dance of pleasure.

As we continue to grind against each other, I can feel myself growing closer and closer to release again. The pressure builds inside me until it's almost too much to bear; but just as I think I might explode from the sensation alone, he groans deep in his throat and comes, filling me with his hot seed. It's an overwhelming feeling, so intense that it sends me tumbling over the edge as well, my body shuddering violently as I orgasm around him for a second time.

We collapse together onto the