It's Not Cheating If You Don't Get Caught **Closed**

[Angelika0]

Sophie opened the door to her parents' summer vacation home. Her bag was getting heavy from the long walk from her car to the house. There were probably eight cars parked in the ridiculously long driveway to this ridiculously large house. She was always embarrassed by this house. Coming from a large rich family did have its ups, but being the middle child she always tended to be drawn, and often contributed, to the downs.

"I'm here!" Sophie shouted to the empty house. Figures. Everyone would be out in the backyard, which was the ultimate entertainment patio. Her mom had joined some ladies' club and had regular gatherings. Rich people.

But here she was. It was the Jennings' annual family reunion and it was hosted by none other than her parents this year. She had to come because she regrettably figured that it would be the last year her Granny would attend. Her cancer was more severe than ever and she was 'on borrowed time' as the prick doctor liked to say. She loved her Granny more than any other family member and Sophie would be damned if she missed this week.

Sophie left her bag by the door, knowing some hired help would take it up to whatever room she would be shoved into due to the multitude of guests. Even though this house was large, so was her family. Privacy was going to be hard to come by, she could just tell.

Looking through the glass window, Sophhie could see that only her parents and sisters were here. Her younger sister, Brooke, was still in High School and was glued to her phone while the adults chattered on with stupid small talk. Sophie sighed as she saw the back of a man's head that could've only been her older sister, Diane's, fiancee, Tommy. She'd never met him, but if she new her stuck up, prude sister she figured he was prickish in every way.

Taking a deep breath she opened the door and put on a smile. She'd never let her parents ever see her unhappy. She wanted to slip by this week as invisibly as she could.

That was short lived as her mother let out a squeal of delight at the sight of her. "Sophie, darling! You're here!" Her mother, over-exaggeratedly coming over to hug her. Soph couldn't for the life of her figure out who she was putting on this show for. She knew she was a disappointment to her mom after she dropped out of college to pursue music. Her position as the female drummer/backup vocalist in her band, Lost and Profound, quickly ended due to the singer and bassist having 'creative differences'. Sophie had ended up being a radio dj for a local Alt-Rock station in Austin. Wasn't a bad gig, but definitely wasn't what Mommy Dearest wanted for her little girl.

Sophie felt a little out of place in her skinny jeans, vans and her failed band's t-shirt, and her coppery red hair pulled up in a messy bun. Everyone looked like they would look more at place on a yacht, which was probably on the agenda for the week. She said hi to everyone in turn, and finally got a good look at the poor soul who captured her sister's heart. Tall, dark hair, and handsome, just like her sister always dreamed of.

Sophie smiled slyly as she shook his hand, "Sorry in advance." She said without anymore context. He had no idea what he was about to get himself into.

 

[RawDog33]

This was going to be a long week. Tommy McCarthy was way out of his element. He was just a twenty-six year-old construction worker, a union pipefitter, specifically. Rich people were just... different, but it didn’t take too long for Tommy to figure them out.

Tommy’s father was the president of their local union. About a year ago, his mother had pulled him aside at a big charity golf event and introduced him to Diane. Diane’s father was a judge. Looking back, he should have realized it was a set-up. The Judge was friendly to unions and workers, typically, but by marrying the Judge’s daughter, Tommy would be able to call in some favors when members ran into trouble with the law.

Diane was certainly nice enough, and pretty enough, but the Judge knew she had no skills of her own and was a terrible worker, so marrying her off to someone like Tommy, who could provide a decent middle-class life for her, was a high priority for the Judge. Mostly just to get Diane out of the house!

Before Tommy really knew what he had gotten himself into, it was too late to back out. Breaking up with her would shut off political assistance from the Judge’s friends, assistance that the union very much wanted. Tommy knew it was a good move for him to make if he wanted to potentially take over as business manager when his dad retired, which would be in a few years.

Regardless, none of that made this week any less painful to endure. Tommy felt terribly out of place, preferring smokey dive bars and loud music and the company of working men like himself. As he stood there wearing khakis and a polo (“Local 369” emblazone proudly on the chest) he was still trying to figure out when he could get away for a bit.

More family members were beginning to arrive. Tommy had (been) volunteered to handle the grilling duties, which at least gave him something to do with his hands and keep him occupied while the rich people compared their stock portfolios.

He raised an eyebrow as the younger redhead approached him; she looked as much out of place as he felt! He shook her hand as Diane introduced them and flitted away.

He held onto her hand for perhaps a second too long. “Apology not accepted,” he said with a smirk. “Cool shirt. I saw them once. That band could really pack them in. Singer was awesome but the joint was so packed I couldn’t get close enough to the stage to get a good look at her.”

 

[Angelika0]

The corner of Sophie's mouth turned up at his response. He was different that most guys Diane chose. This must be a political move, she could smell her father's hand in this from a mile away. Soph couldn't help but to wonder what their personal lives were like...

Surprised, she looked down at her shirt. It was your typical band art with faded yellow words "Lost & Profound" displayed across her chest. "You're fucking with me." She said, noticing her mother's disapproving eyebrow twitch from across the room. "We only played one shitty tour before breaking up. I wasn't supposed to be lead vocalist but Josh and Colin fought a lot about our sound, so I had to take over sometimes. Where did you see us?"

They talked for a minute more before Diane's improving impression of their mother's shrill voice came from inside. "Tommy!! Can you come here, darling?!? I need your help with something!!" Sophie rolled her eyes, knowing full well that Diane wouldn't want her getting too close to him. Tommy seemed like a pretty cool guy that she could get along with. Not to mention there was something about him that seemed like he knew how to have a good time. She wished him luck with whatever her sister needed, and then went to find her Grandmother to say hello to her.

~~

Later that night when the whole house was asleep, Sophie found herself on the third floor balcony overlooking the beach. This was her favorite spot in the whole house because no one ever came up here and she could light up without being bothered. It was a little past midnight and she was halfway through a joint. Already it was working wonders on her anxiety. This family really knew how to wear her thin.

The sea breeze felt good blowing through her hair and through her clothes. It was that perfect temperature where you should feel cold, but you're not. She was in her version of PJs, which consisted of a over-sized Metallica shirt and some short cutoff jean shorts that she threw on in case she ran into anyone, and nothing else underneath. She was sitting on a cushioned patio bench with her pale legs laying across, reflecting the moonlight. Yet another thing that made her stand out from her family. All of them lived in LA and were all some shade of tan, where as she avoided the sun like the plague.

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy played his part all day long, and played it well, being cordial with the neverending stream of relatives that continued to arrive, grilling up the food, even helping out with the dishes in the kitchen with “the help.” He was much more at ease and comfortable around working people. He even managed to score a bag of weed from one of the landscape guys.

By the end of the day, he was thirsty for a beer or three. Being a proper Catholic family, he and Diane were given separate rooms to sleep in. It would have been a scandal within the family had they shared a room before the wedding, of course. Everyone else in the house seemed to be asleep, so he went in search of a decent brew. Eventually he found plenty of wine, but all the beer was too high-brow for his taste. He did take a bottle of dry red wine, though, found a corkscrew to open it, and made his way back towards his room.

He was halfway there when he caught a little whiff of the ocean, as well as the floral scent of high quality weed. Curious, he made his way up to the third floor, and down the hall he could see a door cracked open. He made his way towards it and looked through; it led outside to a balcony, and he could see the back of Sophie’s head as she lounged on a bench. He took a swig of wine straight from the bottle.

“Fancy finding you here,” he said as he opened the door and slipped outside, shutting it securely behind him as he gave her a smirk and a wink when she looked over her shoulder at him.

 

[Angelika0]

"Shit..." Sophie muttered, startled and afraid she had been caught. When she realized it was Tommy, she immediately relaxed, seeing his calm demeanor and the bottle of wine he was taking a drink from. She smiled at him. She knew he'd be cool.

She took took another drag of the joint and offered it to him as he sat down. "Yeah this is my secret hideaway. Don't tell anyone, or I'll have to kill you." She joked, the high lowering her guard a bit, allowing her to be far too comfortable with her sister's fiancee.

Sophie allowed herself to fully look him over, now that there were no prying eyes judging her every move. Tommy didn't look like Diane's normal catch. He actually looked like he worked with his hands for a living, unlike the other bankers and CEO's Di was fond of. She wondered what he was after marrying her. Money, was always the first thought, but surely they had something in common that they'd commit the rest of their lives to each other. Marrying into a rich, Catholic family was not something one did lightly.

Sophie was definitely the black sheep of the family, and her mother made every excuse in the book and lied about her current career path to all the interested parties, but Soph could give a rat's ass about it all. The only reason she was here was for her Gran, who always supported her life choices. But she had already taken a liking to Tommy, she knew immediately that he was different. Maybe family gatherings might not be too bad in the future...

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy slipped onto the bench next to Sophie, and handed her the bottle of wine when she offered him the joint. He took a puff on it, holding it in deep, and then took another puff to add to the hit in his lungs, and then slowly exhaled a long thin stream of smoke into the night sky.

“That’s good stuff,” he mused, feeling the buzz come over him. He didn’t get to smoke very often due to random drug testing at work, but he was eager to indulge on occasion, especially on vacation.

He handed the smoking joint back to Sophie, and took back the wine for another drink, leaning back to enjoy the view and the sounds of the ocean.

“Shoulda brought my guitar up here,” he mused. “I used to love gettin stoned and just playing around, see where things went,” he said.

 

[Angelika0]

Sophie pulled up her legs so they bent at the knees, giving Tommy room to sit, not that there was much. Her toes, painted with black nail polish because she was that punk rock, bumped up against his pants-covered thigh. She wasn't going to make it weird if he wasn't, she vowed. She took a long drink of wine. Her parent's only got the really expensive kind, so she knew she was going to sleep well tonight. She smiled at his compliment of her score.

"Thanks, I only smoke the best. Got it in Denver last time I was there. They know their shit." She traded the wine back for the joint and took another deep drag, holding it in and feeling the slight nervousness that had appeared when he did fade away as she exhaled, blowing it towards the ocean.

"Glad to know you won't narc on me." She joked, "You're alright so far. Way better than anyone else Di's been set up with. And you play guitar? Man after my own heart." She joked grabbing the wine bottle for another swig.

"Mom wouldn't have allowed it here anyways. Ruins the 'ambiance' or whatever. I learned at a very young age how to steal dad's credit cards and that he never checked the balance. Got myself a nice drum kit in high school that I kept at my friend's place to practice on. You should've seen their faces when I told them I was dropping out of college to be in a band. They were more pale than me." She giggled, remember the day she truly lost all respect from her mom. Well it was more of a moment really, her mother had mastered the art of pretending everything is perfect.

"No offense, but what do you see in Diane?" She asked bluntly.

 

[RawDog33]

After chuckling along to her stories, and gaining some more insight into the family he was marrying into, Tommy raised an eyebrow at the bluntness of the question Sophie asked. He immediately had to wonder just how much he could trust this punky middle sister of the family.

It almost seemed like she could see right through him, though. He knew right away that her bullshit detector was top of the line.

“You and I both know it doesn’t really matter what I see in her,” Tommy explained, reaching out to take the joint from her and took another hit before handing it back. “Let’s be real. Your dad couldn’t find a wealthier guy to take her off his hands, mostly because Diane can be a bit of a handful. Yeah, understatement of the year, I know. I think our mothers set it all up, and by the time I realized what was going on, it was too late to back out without facing certain... repercussions. I mean, don’t get me wrong. She’s got a nice body. She’s pretty. Every once in a while she’s pretty fun to screw when she gets drunk.”

He shrugged and took another drink of the wine. “Look at it this way. The union is doing the judge a huge fucking favor by ensuring his oldest daughter is taken care of. You know, when I go on a job, I don’t get to pick and choose which parts of the job I get to do. The foreman does that. The men follow orders. I’m just doing my part to help us all out.”

 

[Angelika0]

Sophie was impressed at his response. Straight and to the point. Didn't sugar coat or bullshit anything like the people in this family did all the time. She knew she had a good feeling about him. He knew what he wanted and he knew how to work the system. They were going to get along just fine.

How he talked about her sister surprised him. Diane was gorgeous and had one of those bodies you had to pay to get, but she was definitely a handful that was for sure. She was the oldest, spoiled, daddy's little princess, and had expensive taste.

Sophie couldn't help but to laugh a little too loudly at his mention of Diane in bed. "Wait, wait, wait, wait..." She stopped him, pausing to take a sip of wine. "You've gotten her drunk enough to where she's fun in bed?" Soph still couldn't believe what she was hearing. Di was such a prude, she only let guys on top of her if it was the only way to get what she wanted. And not to mention she wouldn't drink more than three glasses of wine without excusing herself for the rest of the night.

Sophie also took note of the way he talked about his...work ethic. He was a man who knew his place and followed orders. But she could also tell that he knew how to work around rules and regulations to make sure he gets a good piece of the pie as well. She smiled, liking this man more and more. This was going to be an interesting week, for sure. She took another hit, it probably had one good draw left and she offered it to him.

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy chuckled along with Sophie at the mention of Diane in bed, and waved off the weed, letting Sophie finish her joint. He was plenty high off just a couple hits of the potent plant.

“Perhaps I should clarify. Once... once, I got her drunk enough that she let me have fun with her in bed, and she didn’t walk straight for a week and didn’t talk to me for two. I’d thought I’d really screwed it all up that time!”

He took another swig off the wine. It was good, and strong. He knew he’d sleep well tonight.

“So, you seem incredibly out of place here. In this family,” he said to her. He leaned in and whispered conspiratorially: “it’s not like it’s obvious or anything.”

 

[Angelika0]

Sophie finished the last bit of the joint before putting it completely out on her makeshift ashtray on the table nearby, fully feeling the effects of the high. She also caught a glimpse of another intoxicating feeling of being near someone who can see through your walls. She needed more of this drug that Tommy seemed to be the source of.

His explanation of the one time he got her sister drunk made complete sense to her. She laughed, a little harder than she had before, mainly because this was so fucking perfect. That was so like Di to treat a good fuck that way.

His whisper sent a shiver down her spine. Or was that the breeze? She couldn't tell. "This family is nothing but fake people pretending they're happy. I think it's bullshit and I'm constantly on the quest to find out what makes me truly happy." She smiled at him knowingly. "I do what I want because it feels good and I like it. I think you know exactly what I mean."

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy nodded and raised up the bottle a bit. “I’ll definitely drink to that,” he said, and took a long drink from the bottle before bringing it down, and passing it over to Sophie.

He leaned back on the bench, taking a deep breath of the cool ocean air. There was something about her that was intoxicating, and he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. He knew it wasn’t just the wine and weed.

“We should do this again tomorrow night,” he suggested, his head falling back a bit to look up at the stars in the clear sky.

 

[Angelika0]

Sophie took the bottle from Tommy, taking a nice long drink. Sighing, almost dramatically as she leaned her head back to look at the stars.

"Hell, I plan on sleeping out here." She said, emitting a fake yawn. She stretched her arms out in the air while unbending her bare legs and laying them across his lap. She attempted to get comfortable as if this bench was to be her bed for the night.

"Aunt Jennifer snores." She complained about the roommate she'd been forced to bunk with. Sophie had ended up laying on her side facing the ocean, arms folded under head as a makeshift pillow, and her knees bent forward, around Tommy, but still laying on the tops of his thighs. The awkward angle on this small bench caused her ass, which was barely covered with cut off jeans, to be pressed up against his hip.

"Yup, I'm definitely sleeping here tonight. This is so goddamn comfy." she smiled slyly over at him.

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy watched, his eyes glued to her legs as they made contact with his, and slid over his thighs, as if they were ensnaring him. His glance rolled up her body, enjoying every moment as she spoke until they became locked with hers, and he got the sublime feeling that she was ensnaring him, and he liked that feeling very much.

“Well, I guess I’m stuck here. I sure hope Di doesn’t walk by...” he mused, even as her butt nestled up against him. He was suddenly in no hurry to go anywhere.

He was also well aware of Di’s little sleeping pill habit that exhibited itself anytime she had to deal with her mother and all the endless expectations that entailed. Tommy almost felt bad for her.

But right now, he was feeling up Di’s sister’s long, smooth leg as it rested on his lap.

“It might get a bit chilly,” he said with a smirk.

 

[Angelika0]

Sophie's heavily lidded eyes remained locked with his, her smile still played on her lips. At the mention of her sister, she knew she had him right where she wanted him, and she knew exactly what that tone of voice meant.

She also knew that there was no way in hell anyone in this house would happen upon them on this balcony. It was on the third floor at the end of a small hallway, and it was the middle of the night. This family prized itself on beauty sleep. And drug induced sleep in the case of some of them.

Tommy's touch only half surprised her. As did his bullshit reasoning for it. She smiled and closed her eyes, relaxing a bit at the calming movements of his hand up and down her leg. She sighed loudly as one would do while getting a massage. "That feels nice. Careful, though, I might never let you off this bench."

 

[RawDog33]

“You can’t threaten me with a good time,” Tommy chuckled. It was a line he’d heard on the job from countless old-timers whenever the job was winding down and layoffs were inevitable. The rough hand on her leg squeezed, gentle but firm, just above her knee, rolling her thigh muscle upwards just a bit.

He brought his other hand down then, and it came to rest on her upper thigh of her other leg, and he found himself rubbing that leg in much the same manner. He quickly found that he very much enjoyed eliciting those little sighs and moans from her as he massaged her.

He also quickly discovered that his cock was stiffening up in his pants, just under her legs curled around him.

 

[Angelika0]

Sophie smiled at his words. The Panic! at the Disco sound of a similar title playing in her head. The high was exactly what she needed at the end of a day like today. And having a good leg massage was a great little bonus. She was becoming very relaxed. Probably a bit too relaxed with her sister's fiancee...

She felt a subtle hint that he was getting a little relaxed too. The fact that she could feel something where her legs were positioned in his lap told her that Tommy was definitely packing something nice in his pants. She shifted a little bit, nonchalantly, and just happened to brush her legs against the slight bulge.

"Damn you're good at this." Sophie said, eyes still closed. "So what do you do for fun? Surely not my sister." She said, and then clarified. "I mean, surely my sister is too tame for a man like you."

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy’s manhood responded predictably to the way she rubbed her butt against his hip and her leg against his bulge: a newfound throbbing stiffness.

“For fun?” Tommy smirked, ignoring her comments about Diana for the time being. “Well, for starters, I really enjoy massaging hot girls’ legs,” he said, “as well as long walks on the beach, romantic picnics in the park, and trips to the museum.”

He knew she caught his sarcasm right away, and gave her some firm rubbing along her mid to upper thighs, his fingers dipping into her skin right where her cut-off jeans ended. Which was really a lot higher up her leg than they should have been.

They were really nice legs. He caught myself licking his lips.

“No, umm, for real, I try to go see as much music as I can. Really into the blues. You probably already know my type,” I chuckled. “And I like to play my guitars. And some nerdy shit. And, you know, porn and shit. I do a lot of extra union work. Political outreach and lit drops. Fight for the workin’ man.”

His rubbing grew firmer, his hands enjoying manipulating her body, even causing her legs to move a bit against his crotch.

“What about you?” he asked.

 

[Angelika0]

Sophie smiled as she felt him get harder. She had him right where she wanted him, and he seemed very willing to be there. She laughed a little at his sarcastic response, although the verbal confirmation that she was hot, and that he was enjoying this was enough to get her juices flowing.

Or maybe that was due to his fingers moving their way up her leg.

She listened to his list of interests, taking note for a future conversation, especially the porn comment. She loved a good porn. They were pretty good research material, that seemed to stick her out of the crowd of boring, vanilla girls like her sister surely was.

"Me? I am fun." She said confidently, twisting so she could move into a full body stretch, her arms stretching outwards and her legs straightening out and pressing into the hard bulge in his pants. Turning over effortlessly, she was now positioned with her right leg, bent at the knee against the bench back, her toes once again against his hip. Her left leg was still splayed across his lap, but slightly bent to where her knee was resting against his cock.

"I do whatever the fuck I want." She was staring at him with a daring expression on her face. Her head was supported by her hands that were folded behind and resting on the arm rest. The ball was now in his court, and she wondered how he would make the shot.

 

[RawDog33]

He was happy to let her reposition herself a bit, and he was quite aware of the way she was rubbing against him purposefully.

“Oh, I could tell that much about you the moment you introduced yourself,” he replied, sliding his hands a bit more greedily along her smooth, pale legs. They almost shimmered in the moonlight. His fingers dug in almost painfully deep, up near her hips, just under the frays of her cut-offs. A moment later, his strong arms were lifting her smaller frame up off the bench and into his lap!

“I’ve been feeling the same way myself, ever since I figured out what this whole unionthing is all about,” he smirked as they came face to face, her legs sprawled out on either side of them.

The connection was obvious to both of them.

 

[Angelika0]

Sophie loved how rough he was getting with his massage. She almost closed her eyes as his fingers pressed into her muscles, but was immediately jarred from her relaxed position. She was completely turned on by how easily he was able to maneuver her into straddling him. He was so much bigger and stronger than her that she would be completely under his power if he used it. She loved it.

Tommy's face was now inches from hers, and their eyes were locked. Her smirk matched his and her eyes revealed her true devious intentions behind that hazy and drunk veil. Her legs were on either side of his lap and her jeans-covered, and quickly moistening pussy was pressed against the hard and impressively-sized bulge in his pants.

She rested her hands on the back of the bench on either side of his head, her hips slightly grinding against him. She leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "Do you really want to do this?" She tempted him. "Cause once we start, I won't want to stop."

 

[RawDog33]

She was giving him an out. He thought about it for all of half a second. It was obviously a stupid mistake to make for him, getting it on with his fiancee’s younger sister, but with the way she was grinding her crotch against his, he couldn’t resist. Already she was doing things for him that Diana wouldn’t dare think of. It had been way too long since he’d enjoyed this kind of lapdance.

“Once we start, I won’t want you to stop,” he said, his grip on her hips sliding up her sides, under her shirt. He was pleasantly surprised to find no bra as he came up with his hands. He smirked before licking his lips and slipping his hands around to her front...

 

[Angelika0]

Sophie lips curled into a grin and a delicious shiver coursed through her body. Finally, she was getting something she wanted in spite of her sister getting to him first. She hated that Diane got everything, mainly because she never appreciated the things she had. Di would never be able to satisfy Tommy in the way a man like him deserves. She would never be able to give him what he desired. Sophie could tell that this man had certain desires, wants and needs when it came to sex, and she wanted to be the one who gave it to him.

His hands slid up her sides, eliciting a soft moan from her lips. She arched her back which lifted her tits higher and right in front of his face. If she had on a bra it would be 34DD, but she never slept with one, and her age caused them to still remain high on her chest. The feeling of his hands on her skin under her oversized shirt was amplified due to the weed and it was amazing. Her hips continued to slowly grind against his hardening bulge as his hands moved around her body.

 

[RawDog33]

Tommy got his hands on her tits, finally, squeezing them firmly, as if he were testing them, and he groaned as she ground herself against him. It had been way too long since he’d had any kind of encounter like this, and after all of Diana’s never ending bullshit, dammit, he was going to enjoy it.

Her tits were fucking perfect. They fit roundly in his large, rough hands, and he loved the way her body responded when he manipulated them. Keeping the squeeze on, he used his elbows to pull her oversized tee shirt up almost to her neck, exposing her bare, perky tits to the ocean air and his own greedy eyes.

His cock throbbed hard as she rolled her hips against him. The thin cotton of the baggy pajama pants meant his arousal was obvious and she was expertly rubbing herself right on him. He had to get her out of those tiny denim shorts!

 

[Angelika0]

Sophie gasped as his hands cupped her breasts and began playing with them, the sudden exposure to the cool breeze made her nipples immediately get rock hard. His hands were so large that they covered her tits almost perfectly. She smiled as she felt how rough and powerful they were. This was a man who worked with his hands, and she couldn't wait to see what else these things would do to her.

Her grinding had started to get her worked up, and she could feel the wetness slightly coating the thong she was wearing. His hard on was now to the point where she could better press herself harder against him and finally get some sweet pressure on her clit through her shorts. She moaned, and gripped the bench harder as she caught his eyes.

She could see how much he wanted this, and that look of forbidden desire only caused her to be hornier. She breathed out a slight laugh, and slowed the speed of her hips down a little bit. "Having fun?" She teased, loving being in control of the rhythm of their little dance.