“Yeah, they’ve been arguing about selling this house. Mom wants to keep it, and Dad wants to sell it and move on from this place.” Lisa said dejectedly. You could tell she wasn’t excited about the prospect. “I tried to convince him to let me live here next year and save the room & board fees at school, but he shot me down. He didn’t want the liability of this place becoming a party house.”
“That’s too bad too. We could have a lot of fun here next year.” Mandy sighed.
“What, you mean hanging out at my place isn’t stimulating enough?” I asked, feigning hurt.
“Hot tub. Pool. Actual bedrooms to sleep in.” Heather stated matter-of-factly. The other two nodded in affirmation. I couldn’t argue with them at all.
Lisa shot upright beside me and grabbed my thigh. “That’s it! It might work!” I looked at her, puzzled. “My parents trust you, with you being Mr. Responsible and all. You could move in here with us and rent the place from my folks. I know they’d go along with that.” She squeezed my hand and shot out of the hot tub before I could even reply.
“I really don’t think I could afford the rent on this place.” I said, my mind racing. It was two and a half stories. Almost a half-acre of land. Four large bedrooms, a finished basement, that huge garage. Living here would be pretty sweet, for sure, but I’d bet their mortgage was easily three times what my little apartment rented for. There’d be no telling how much a rent payment would be.
“You know, the three of us would be able to help out some. Instead of paying room and board to the university, we could use that to pay rent here. It could actually work.” Heather said hopefully.
We sat there for a bit longer. Mandy scooted over closer and started rubbing her foot along my calf slowly, grinning at me the entire time. I got hard quickly. I couldn’t control it. I was hard around them a lot these days. There were two sexy women with nice sized tits in tight, revealing bikinis sitting with me in the hot tub. The only thing stopping me from openly groping either of them was the other 40 or so people in the backyard at the moment. Heather discretely rubbed her nipple as I watched, giving me a wicked smile the entire time.
Lisa came running back and squealing “Daddy said he’d think about it! Oh Chase, you should really go talk to him for us. He’s in a good mood and I think you could convince him to say yes! Please!” Lisa was almost shouting, her little boobs heaving as she caught her breath. I could see her hard nipples poking through her bikini top, begging to be sucked.
“I’ll go talk to him, but I’ll need to wait a little bit.” I offered.
“Why?” Lisa asked impatiently.
“Because I don’t want to stand up right now, my dick is very hard at them moment and I’d rather not have anyone notice I got a boner sitting here with my sister and her friends.” I stated. Lisa laughed and grabbed for a towel. The other girls stood up with me, hopefully shielding my cock from anyone’s direct view as I wrapped the towel around my waist. I scanned the yard and found Lisa’s dad standing near my father at the grill. I made my way over gradually, not wanting to seem too eager.
“Hey dad, Mr. Robertson. Great day for a party.” I said casually, but with an obvious purpose.
“It certainly seems to be.” My dad replied.
“I suppose you want to talk to me Chase?” Lisa’s dad was a pretty perceptive guy. I knew beating too much around the bush wouldn’t help any.
“If you have a few minutes, I told Lisa I would.” I tried to be direct and respectful. Mr. Robertson was a powerful man in his industry. I didn’t want to assume anything.
“Sure, let’s go into the lounge for a drink. Care for some scotch? I have some 20-year old stuff I’ve been waiting to try.” I wasn’t really much of a ‘sophisticated’ drinker, but I certainly wasn’t about to decline his offer.
I followed him into his lounge, which was a small office just off the master bedroom. It was filled with dark oak furniture and large, overflowing bookshelves. Mr. Robertson grabbed a bottle off a shelf and poured a couple glasses. “I have always admired you Chase. You have proved yourself to be a responsible young man and a very good role model. Barbara and I have long hoped Lisa would find herself a young man like you to settle down with.”
“Thank you, sir. She spent enough time with Heather and I growing up, she’s basically like another little sister.” I replied. I left out the part about her sucking my dick numerous times recently, or about fucking her from behind with her long legs spread open, bent over the arm of my couch a couple of weeks before, all the while Mandy and Heather studied for a test in the kitchen. That seemed like a little detail that he didn’t need to know about.
“Glad to hear that. You know, Barbara really doesn’t want to sell this place. She’s gotten attached to it. I tell her we can’t afford the mortgage on this and the house we’re buying in San Francisco, but the truth is, we really can. She just wants to have a place to come back to. I really don’t see us ever coming back here. Other than Lisa in school here, once we move, we won’t have family nearby. Dylan will be in North Carolina. Both our extended families are in Illinois. Once Lisa graduates, who knows where she’ll end up at? It seems silly to me to keep a house as a ‘maybe’.” He spoke slowly, pausing to sip from his glass. He twirled it slowly as he swallowed his mouthful. “I really don’t mind keeping the place, but the idea of paying a management company to rent the place out and handle the small repairs that inevitably come up with renters bothers me. I am a do-it-myself kind of guy. Always have been” He took another sip and looked me in the eyes. “That’s really my main hang up with not selling.” I started to speak, but he waved me off.
“Lisa’s a good kid, but she is still just 19, and people that age don’t always make good choices. It isn’t that I don’t trust her, but the responsibility factor just isn’t as developed on kids her age. You understand what I’m saying, I know you see it every day now that you teach high school.” I nodded, not wanting to interrupt him. I liked the tone the conversation had thus far. “I would feel different about things if there was a real adult here with Lisa. I don’t mean as a baby-sitter for her, but someone who would treat this house as more than a crash pad.” He drained his glass and refilled it. That was my cue.