Zack tries to brush her off but Heather takes matters into her own hand

Zack felt a guilty pang in his heart as the image of his blonde-haired crush surfaces in his mind. Zack grabbed Heather's hand to stop her distracting touches.

"Look, I'm sorry I peeked. This is- I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me," Zack said, fumbling his words in embarrassment. He had reached the cabin resolved to pursue Victoria, and here he was drooling over the first piece of ass that presented itself. Zack turned around.

"Don't worry, it was very flattering." Heather replied. However, she didn't let go of Zack, and pushed her bare breasts into his back. Zack couldn't help but focus on the sensation of the twin pillows pressing on his skin. He nearly jumped when Heather's hand slipped into his boxers and closed around his cock.

"Shhh. Why don't you imagine I'm Vicky. If she was your girlfriend, I bet she might do this exact thing right now," Heather teased. She had pulled his cock out and was stroking it. Zack had to admit, the way he couldn't see her made it easy to imagine it was his crush. He knew he was still guilty for letting this play out, but Zack was at the limits of his self restraint. He didn't want the small hand stroking his painfully hard erection to stop what it was doing.

Heather had both hands on his cock now, one massaging the base and balls, the other stimulating his glans with practiced ease. Zack began to moan in pleasure, unable to withstand her handjob. He could still hear his friend's laughter coming from the lake, but the house was dead silent so there was no chance of anyone walking into them.

Just as Zack felt his climax approaching, Heather's hands abandoned their duty and disappeared. Zack turned around to see the naked girl flop onto the bed, her bare pussy visible. He swore he could see a shine of dampness covering her lips.

"Oh, my hands are tired now. I'm just gonna lie in bed for a while, you can go down to the lake first. Unless, you know, you'd like to join me?" Heather asked with a mischievous grin. Zack's cock was throbbing with need having been edged to close to orgasm. Seeing Heather's pussy invoked some primal lust that was overpowering. He could barely keep himself from jumping on the bed and slamming his cock in and impregnating her.