Rub You the Right Way

"Cat got your tongue for once?" Cordelia Tissle teased, a grin forming on her beautiful face.

The buxom brunette wore a dark red winter coat with brown faux fur trim that matched the Cossack hat sitting cutely on her head. Noticing how even the bulky coat failed to hide her ample bust, Harvey wondered how he'd never made a move on Cordelia in the past. Sure, she'd been a stuck-up rich girl back in high school, but that type had often been the most fun in seducing.

"Or are you up to trouble out here?" Cordelia asked, hopping off the porch to walk over toward Harvey. The move further heightened those large breasts in his mind as they slightly bounced.

I bet they were incredible back in those days. They still look great, but the firmness of youth can't ever be beaten. I've had only a few regrets in life. Add Cordelia to the list.

"What's the flashlight for?" the brown-haired MILF inquired, reaching Harvey's side. Slipping slightly on the snow-covered pavement, Cordelia's breast bumped into his arm for a second. "Planning on peeping into a few windows?"

"Wha--No, I, uh, saw someone."

"You saw someone? Who? Where?" Cordelia questioned. The teasing tone vanished from her voice as she turned to scan the woods.

"I, no, I mean, Clive saw a man out here when he left. Well, actually, it was Austin that saw him, but Clive believed him," Harvey explained, literally shaking his head to clear the cobwebs.

Dammit, I absolutely need to get laid soon. I'm starting to turn into that nerdy kid back at the cabin whenever he gawks at the tits in the room. What's his name? Nate? Norton? Newt!

"So, let me get this straight. Austin saw a man, who Clive didn't see, yet he called to tell you about it. And acting on that information, you came out here to shine a flashlight around? All on the word of a teenager, who acted pretty odd when he left."

"Well, yeah, but I trust Clive's gut feelings. And it turned out to be correct," Harvey revealed, raising one of the brunette's eyebrows in interest. That led him to provide a brief explanation of the tracks that he'd found.

"Why would a man spy on Giles' vacation home?" Cordelia asked herself more than Harvey.

"I think who is as important as why. Is Giles in any trouble? Perhaps a business deal went wrong?"

"Oh, you're hilarious, Harv," Cordelia responding, launching into a laughing fit.

"I mean, come on, it's not as if Giles doesn't have a reputation," Harvey said.

"With women? Sure. It could be a pissed-off husband or a detective looking to dig up dirt for a divorce. But a crooked business deal? No way!" Cordelia resumed her laughter.

"Look, I know he's your brother--"

"And that's why I know it's not the reason." Stopping her laughter, the brunette started her explanation. "Do you recall a scandal involving a Vandermeer down in Blackbridge back when we were kids? No? I was still in grade school, so if Giles was finishing up junior high school, you would've been starting it."

Harvey nodded but couldn't recall the scandal.

"It was kind of a big deal around the area. The guy was my dad's cousin, and he got caught running a Ponzi scheme. Even though my dad had little contact with his cousin, he was pissed off and embarrassed. Wanting to teach Giles a lesson, he took him down to the final days of the trial. My brother saw the devastation our relative committed to both his victims and immediate family. It shook Giles up. So, while my brother likes to act the imposing businessman, he's as straight as they come in a deal."

"Maybe I did hear something about that, now that I think about it. Okay, so it might not be Giles. But who?" Harvey queried, nodding toward the lakehouse.

"It sounds like my night suddenly stopped being boring. C'mon." Cordelia added a head motion with her last words. She took several steps to the east until she stopped again to look over her shoulder. "Well, don't want to find out where this man went?"

"I lost his tracks, and I don't think you want to trudge around aimlessly in the woods at night," Harvey countered. "It could be dangerous."

"Sure, it could be if you went by yourself. That's why I'm coming with you. And who said anything about wandering aimlessly?" Cordelia added, taking a moment before pointing further down the driveway. "That way."

"But his tracks went the other way, toward the lake," Harvey pointed out, following the brunette.

"Yet, if he came over from the Talbots' cabin, then he'd have come this way."

"How can you be certain? The trail between the two cabins is by the shore."

"Not in the winter when it's ice by the shoreline. You're not the only one who spent their childhood out here, Harvey. If you recall, my grandparents once had a nice, cozy cabin at this spot until my brother tore it down for this ridiculous place," Cordelia reminded, gesturing at the glass-lined lakehouse. "This was my playground as a little girl."

"I don't recall you running around in the woods, Cordy. It's not you," Harvey pointed out, slightly teasing the brunette with her childhood nickname.

"Even princesses can get down and dirty, Harv," Cordelia replied sassily, using her words and body language as she placed a hand on the hip that she cocked to the side.

Holding in his suggestive comeback, Harvey chuckled instead. "No, I can't see that version of you doing that."

A stare-off lasted for a solid thirty seconds. Finally, Cordelia's body sagged as she let out a loud sigh. "Fine! Melly dragged me into the forest to play with her. Satisfied?"

"That you were honest? Yes," Harvey stated, smiling broadly. "Yet, it couldn't have been that often as I sometimes ran into your sister and her friends in the park."

"Yet, with your love of getting down and dirty, you and Melly never hooked up. How odd is that?" Cordelia teased, watching Harvey's head swing back toward the lakehouse.

"Hold that thought," he responded, holding up his finger. Dashing away, Harvey jogged quickly to his SUV, opened the passenger door, grabbed the flashlight, and returned back to the brunette's side. "Here, you can have the small one."

"I doubt you have a small one," Cordelia stated seriously, moments before breaking into a giggle. "Sorry, sorry, you walked right into that one."

"See? The old Cordy would never have cracked that type of joke. Now, where are we heading?"

"Old? Are you calling me old, old man?" She didn't wait for an answer before punching him in the shoulder.

"Hey!" Harvey cried, rubbing the spot that Cordelia hit. "Now that's the old version that I remember from grade school. I guess you're still a bitch. Kidding! I'm kidding!"

"You better be," Cordelia warned, wagging her finger. "C'mon, it's this way."

Using her arm to part a branch, Cordelia disappeared into the woods. After a swift glance around, Harvey shrugged his shoulders and followed. Within a minute, he had second thoughts. The route that his new partner took may have once been a path, but it'd become overgrown after years of inactivity. Weaving his way around a tree root that nearly tripped him, Harvey pointed out his view about the path to Cordelia.

"Wait, is the playboy/woodsman complaining about a few branches and roots?" she shot over her shoulder. "I wonder what other parts of your reputation fail to live up to the legend."

Harvey knew that she had a smirk on her face, even if he couldn't see it. It somewhat pissed him off.

"Perhaps if you stopped shaking your ass in my face, I wouldn't be tripping."

"Harvey Diamond!" Cordelia screeched, spinning around to face him. "I did no such thing!"

"Ah, now that's the Cordy I remember from high school," he teased, adding a wink that she could see in her flashlight beam.

With a huff, Cordelia spun back around to continue their trek. After several silent minutes, she spoke, "This path never got much use. The Talbot and Chelton kids weren't close enough to our age to play with."

"I'd say. They must be about twelve, fifteen years younger than us," Harvey replied, acknowledging the unspoken truce in their teasing. "I can't imagine too many reasons you guys needed to come this way."

"Amelia and I babysat a few times, but it wasn't very much. My aunt was friendly with Mrs. Chelton, so they got together a few times in the summer. Now, if you wanted to check out the Zurbrugg cabin, then that path should be well-worn, even after all these years."

"I'd imagine as much. The Vandermeers and Zurbruggs once seemed close."

"Oh, we were at each other's cabins all the time in the summer," Cordelia recalled. "Obviously, Amelia and Evangeline were thick as thieves back in those days. They used to make me watch Egbert. He loved to search for animals all over the lake and park. He'd see a turtle or frog and follow it around for hours."

"And get lost. I think little Eggy still holds the record for most searches by the rangers," Harvey recalled. He nearly added that Whitney held second place but held it in as Cordelia continued.

"I had such a crush on Bram growing up. Gawd, he was so hot."

"I don't think you were the only girl--or woman--around here that had a thing for Bram," Harvey laughed. "He was sort of a role model for me."

"Oh, really?"

"What kid wouldn't look up to the older teen that got all the hot girls and knew the park better than most rangers?"

"I remember Melly and I were furious when our cousin visited and slept with Bram. I refused to attend her college graduation a couple of years later because of that," Cordelia revealed.

"I often wonder how things would've gone down between us if he hadn't disappeared," Harvey stated, almost wistfully.

"Ooh! Wondering if you could outcompete the great Bram Zurbrugg for a woman, huh?"

"Maybe. Still, never in a million years did I think he'd walk away from Wasp Lake. Bram seemed destined to own his family's cabin," Harvey recalled, feeling a touch of sadness.

"Family infighting is rough."

"Seems to be a lot of that with the families out here."

"Oh, Harvey, don't get all depressed on me. What happened with your father isn't worse than some of the other family fallouts. It's not like you killed each other as the Wynwicks did," Cordelia pointed out.

"My father was furious with Graham and me. But I think if he attempted to kill anyone, it would've been Dalton. Seeing that he wasn't a blood relative and all. He probably just ruin my and Graham's reputations," Harvey responded, forcing a smile on his face. "Say, since you were close to the Zurbruggs, what caused the big falling out?"

"I have no clue." Cordelia shrugged her shoulders after she stopped walking. "It was all so strange. They were all at the lake the summer before my senior year of high school. By the next summer, Arnim and his family no-showed. His brother and sister still brought their families to the cabin, but we rarely saw his three kids again. Actually, I think only Eggy came to Wasp Lake again that I can recall."

"This would've been around the time that Evangeline transferred away from Zurbrugg College," Harvey pointed out, a fleeting suspicion occurring in his mind before he ditched it. "And I know that Egbert never attended the family college once he graduated from high school."

"Well, I know one of their cousins still lives in Arbor Corners, but the rest of the family scattered across the country," Cordelia said as they approached a clearing in the woods.

"And as an answer to your earlier question: I never made a move on your sister because of Evangeline," Harvey started to reply, but Cordelia's gasp stopped him.

"Ohmigawd! I completely forgot about Evangeline's crush on you. I'm so sorry. I didn't--"

"It's not a big deal," Harvey stopped her with his words and raised palm. Wishing to change the subject, he added, "And the other reason I never made a move on Amelia? She's way too bossy."

"That she is," Cordelia agreed with a chuckle. "But that wouldn't scare you off. I, for one, know that you prefer strong-willed--call them bossy--women. You married one and dated another in high school."

"Touché," Harvey admitted, glancing around at the Talbot and Chelton cabins. "What do we have here?"

While the nearer Talbot cabin sat dark and empty, Harvey and Cordelia could make out that the farther away Chelton cabin had lights on and music playing. Glancing at each other, they wordlessly agreed to check it out. Walking out to the Talbots' driveway, Cordelia began to head left to where the entry from the road branched off into two separate driveways. Grabbing her arm, Harvey shook his head, motioning that they should cut through the yard between the two cabins instead.

Sticking close to the empty Talbot cabin, Harvey stopped at the building's edge so that he could check out the Chelton property. No one appeared to be outside. All that he and his companion saw was a single car parked in front of a garage. Could be more inside the garage. The Cheltons do come down during the winter holidays. Or it could be our watcher. Wait, how many Chelton kids are there again?

Harvey whispered his question to Cordelia. She responded with an are-you-serious face. Considering his widespread knowledge of the lake, park, and its regular families, Harvey felt embarrassed not to know his neighbors' details precisely.

"The Talbots and Cheltons have always been grouped together. I think of them as one contingent," he whispered in his defense.

"The Talbots have one boy, Scott, and one girl, Serenity. The Cheltons have two girls, Jocelyn and Jennie. Scott and Jennie were best friends as kids." Cordelia softly explained.

"Right, right, I knew that. Let's go." Harvey swiftly shot over to a large tree in the small, sparse grove of trees that separated the two cabins.

"Sure, you did," Cordelia mumbled, following him. After performing the same quick dash to another three trees, the brunette softly said. "This is exciting. It's like we're detectives."

"Or peeping toms," Harvey responded with a smile at her previous joke about his actions. With no more trees for cover, he told his companion that they'd make their way to the side of the cabin, then work their way to the lakeside.

"Maybe it's just a party going on. That's some damn loud music."

"Not really. The window over there is cracked open," Harvey motioned to the spot. Sniffing the air, he furrowed his brow. "You might be right about the party. Smell that?"

"Smell what? I don't--oh!"

"Yep, weed. Somebody's having a good time," Harvey nodded, suddenly abandoning his plan. Instead, he kept low and hurried toward the front of the cabin, slipping past the front door toward the far side.

"What are...that's not the way!" Cordelia hissed, hurrying to follow.

With a glance and wave back at the brunette, Harvey turned the corner and out of sight. Grumbling, Cordelia hurried to do the same, only for a hand to grab her as she reached the turn. Despite knowing that it had to be Harvey, she began to cry out, forcing him to cover her mouth. Shushing the brunette to be quiet, he crouched low, moving forward until they reached the last window on this side.

"Why...why did you change the plan?" Cordelia whispered, lowering her voice after getting shushed again by the blond.

"I didn't want to look in the open window. Somebody might be standing next to it," Harvey quietly explained. With his back against the log-lined wall, he held up a finger before slowly inching over. Once close enough, Harvey leaned his head over to peek into the cabin.

Cordelia watched the tension-filled moment with worry. If she hadn't covered her mouth with her hand, the brunette would've screamed as she watched Harvey's head flinch backward. Fearing the worst, she stared as he turned his head to face her, motioning for her to take a peek. Cordelia responded by vigorously shaking her head no.

"C'mon, Cordy, take a look," Harvey hissed,

Taking a deep breath, Cordelia recalled her past trips to the Chelton cabin in her youth. Approaching the window, she knew that she'd be gazing in on a sunroom that faced Wasp Lake. That's precisely what she saw looking through the window. A couple of plush chairs, a rocking chair, and a sofa sat in the room. It was the sofa that faced the lake that drew her attention, causing Cordelia's head to snap back similarly as Harvey's had.

A brunette in her late twenties leaned back against the couch in a casual manner with her legs spread. The brunette's hair looked to be matted with sweat, an observation that Cordelia noted as her eyes scanned the woman's naked body. Yes, naked body. With her head turned slightly to the side, the watcher from the window couldn't make out her face, but she could tell that the brown-haired woman had an athletic figure, along with a pair of perky, medium-sized breasts.

"I don't know about a party, but somebody's having a good time," Harvey spoke softly into Cordelia's ear from behind. The Tissle mother barely nodded as her attention drifted downward to the naked man kneeling on the floor. The same naked man whose head moved back and forth between the brunette's legs. "Recognize her?"

Preparing to answer no, Cordelia gasped as the brunette's head turned to face them with closed eyes. "Th-That's Jennie Chelton!"

"Little Jennie grew up nicely," Harvey complimented, tugging Cordelia a little to the side in case her naked neighbor opened her eyes. "And the man? Is she married?"

"Uh, no, she's...engaged," Cordelia recalled, her mind struggling to function.

"Ah, a little young love with her fiancé over the holidays. Perhaps we should leave them to--oh, the plot thickens. And I do mean thickens," Harvey chuckled.

French doors stood on either side of the sofa, leading into the living room. Through the door farthest from the voyeurs' spot, a naked blond-haired man walked out. Cordelia bit her lip as her eyes raked over the man's athletic figure. Wow, he definitely works out. Whoa! Now, that's a thick cock! Oh, that's what Harvey meant, that jokester. Cordelia watched as the man brought his thick cock to Jennie's waiting mouth. Wait a...

"Ohmigawd!" Cordelia shrieked, with most of it getting muffled by Harvey's hand. Yanking her out of sight, Harvey pushed Cordelia into the cabin's log wall with his body while he harshly whispered to be quiet.

Counting in his head for two full minutes, Harvey's body relaxed as he realized that Cordelia's muffled exclamation hadn't been heard. To confirm his guess, Harvey leaned over to peek once again through the window. Ah, the action increases.

"Ohmigawd, that's Scott Talbot," Cordelia hissed once she realized that she could speak again.

"I gathered as much by your scream."

"Sorry, but they've been best friends since they were toddlers," Cordelia replied, awed by the revelation. "If they do screw around, then why didn't they get married to each other?"

"Some people like variety. And opposite-sex best friends that fuck each other isn't unheard of," Harvey remarked, finding the scenario amusing. He couldn't help but think of Sean and JoJo's kiss the other night that hadn't seemed pleasurable for either of them. "Still, adding in the fiancé is intriguing. Does Scott have a fiancée as well?"

"No, he's married!" Cordelia gasped, conflicted over looking back into the sunroom. "I sent a gift last year when they got married."

"Any chance that she's a redhead?" Harvey inquired.

"Yes, she is! Why?" Cordelia asked.

Harvey nodded at the window.

"Ohmigawd!" Cordelia remembered to keep her voice low this time, but it was a challenge.

A redhead had replaced Jennie's fiancé on the floor. She appeared pretty eager to eat her husband's best friend's pussy, while he fucked the same best friend's mouth with his large cock. For what seemed like forever, Cordelia watched as two people she once babysat engaged in what she could describe best as wife swapping. In reality, only a minute had gone by when she muttered out her description.

"I'd say that we're beyond wife swapping," Harvey chuckled, noting a new development. Cordelia missed it as she'd turned head to face him.

"I bet this is right up your alley. I've heard about your lifestyle," she remarked.

"Nope, I never did the whole wife swapping thing. Willow wasn't interested at all. I'd call what I do more along the lines of sharing. Spouses, people who date, friends with benefits, you know that type of thing. I think your vacation home neighbors are into that too."

"It's just the four of--who the hell is that?!" Cordelia screeched. Fortunately for her, everyone in the sunroom appeared too busy to have heard the yell. That included Jennie's fiancé, who sat in a plush armchair on the other side of the sunroom. And the redhead who bounced up and down on his lap.

"Based on the hair, I'd say Scott's sister-in-law. Perhaps I'm not the only one that watched Bram's activities. Banging a pair of sisters and your best friend is a sweet deal," Harvey chuckled.

Something about the tone in his voice pissed Cordelia off. "As I said, this is right up your alley. I bet you'd love to join in, wouldn't you?"

"Why would I do that? I have the woman I desire right in front of me," Harvey replied, dipping his mouth down to kiss the side of Cordelia's neck.

Shivering at the sensation, the married brunette sensed the danger she found herself in. Reminding Harvey of her marital status, she marveled at his silver tongue and the way it relaxed her, even though she knew exactly what he did. Telling her to enjoy the view, he assured her that he never slept with married women. Well, almost never.

Closing her eyes, Cordelia found her body falling back into Harvey's. A loyal woman, she'd never cheated on her husband, let alone any prior boyfriends. Yet, this isn't cheating, it?"

"Of course, it's not cheating," Harvey responded, alerting Cordelia that she'd spoken her thoughts out loud. "Didn't you say you babysat Scott and Jennie?"

"Yes," she moaned, from Harvey nibbling on her earlobe. And maybe from watching Scott's wife slink onto Jennie's lap. The move allowed her to share her husband's cock with his best friend.

"All men have babysitter fantasies and I've wondered how many babysitters have fantasies of their own."

"No, I never slept with any of their fathers."

"Oh, I didn't mean that fantasy. I meant the one where you take your charges and educate them in sex. Only when they're old enough, of course," Harvey hastily added, sensing the forthcoming protest. "You never imagined running into them several years later and making them a man or woman. Never imagined teaching Scott and Jennie...together?"

"No," Cordelia moaned, rubbing her thighs together. She watched as Scott's cock erupted over both Jennie and Olive's faces. "Olive!"

"You've fantasized about a girl named Olive?"

"No, Scott's wife. Her name is Olive."

"Ah, good to know. It helps set up the scene that we're watching. Ooh, it's like Olive and Jennie like to share in more than one way."

Cordelia could only nod as she watched the two women lick Scott's cum off each other's faces. The two women then moved to share the sticky fluid, snowballing it back and forth. Eventually, they appeared to split the spunk up in half again, with each swallowing their portion.

During that display, Cordelia found herself agreeing that she did feel warm. Burning up was the description that Harvey used. Now, snapping out of her daze, the brown-haired MILF found her coat unbuttoned, and Harvey's hands caressing her aching breasts.

"Harvey, we can't--" Cordelia turned her head to the side, unwittingly meeting Harvey's lips. At first, she tried to keep the kiss as chaste as possible. Wait, why am I even allowing him to kiss me? Because it's been so, so long, and this feels good. Yes, it does. Succumbing to the tongue pressing against her lips, Cordelia parted them, allowing Harvey's talented tongue to work its magic.

Lost in a passion that she hadn't felt in years, Cordelia brushed off the sound of several snaps and the sensation of her clothes loosening. Only when she felt a cold hand slide over her bare breast did Cordelia's eyes pop open. Those same blue eyes widened as they zeroed in on the scene happening inside the sunroom.

"Oh. My. Gawd," she breathed out.

Her words alerted Harvey to Jennie's body leaning forward at an angle against the large window facing the lake. The engaged woman's hands braced themselves high on the window frame while she arched her body. If I ever do re-start my parties, I might need to invite the Talbots and Cheltons. These two know how to have fun.

Cordelia gasped for the umpteenth time as her gaze drifted down low. There Olive kneeled on the floor, lining her husband's cock up with his best friend's cunt. Sensing movement, the voyeur raised her gaze back up in time to see Jennie turn her head. Not at all concerned at being caught, Cordelia shuddered as she could clearly read Jennie's mouth as she said, "I love you," to Scott.

"Damn, Cordy, you're soaked. Who knew that you have a perverted side?" Harvey said into her ear.

"They love each other," she responded, the confusion evident in her voice.

"One can love more than one person. They can also fuck others without losing their love for another."

"They can?"

"Don't Giles and Vivienne love each other and have sex with others?" Harvey responded, rubbing his finger quicker.

"They--what?" Cordelia looked down, and to her shock, she discovered why only one of Harvey's hands had caressed a breast. "When did...how long...your fingers..."

"Been doing that for a while, Cordy. You brought my hand down there," Harvey revealed, speaking the truth.

"I di--ooh! Feels...good," the brunette moaned, falling forward as she sensed an impending orgasm. She'd have mimicked Jennie's stance if Harvey hadn't stopped her.

"Want to feel even better?"