Pool Girl (18+)
Pool girl reader x Business woman Sev
Warnings: Mdi. pool girl reader. dom Sevika. choking. spit as lube. Degradation. name-calling. age gap (older sev/younger reader) overstim. squirting.
Summary: You and your friend Vi have been cleaning the house of a mysterious businesswoman named Sevika all summer. When you overhear that she’ll be out of town Vi convinces you to sneak in for a late-night swim. But after a flirty game of truth or dare, Vi disappears for half an hour, and Sevika catches you in the act. Now it’s just you, a towel, and the challenge of proving how wet a pool girl can really get. Length: ~8k words
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A summer day could truly not get any more picturesque than the current scene in front of you.
The warm breeze made the leaves dance off the surface of the water as the sounds of birds chirping echoed through the trees.
The largest home you had ever seen stood directly in front of you, the shadow cast only covering half the pool. Vines caressed the stone sides of the house in a messy pattern, the large windows and the glass windows, giving the house a unique charm.
You let out a contented sigh, not believing this was your life until you were quickly brought back to reality by a heavy hit to your shoulder.
“Hello, is anyone home?” Your friend Vi hit your shoulder.
“I fucking wish this was my home.” You sighed, picking up the metal pole Vi dropped.
“Listen, I know working for my dad's pool company is not the dream job, but think if you worked like…9000 hours, you could probably afford one wing of this huge ass house...or like maybe the garage.” Vi smiled her signature shit eating grin.
You rolled your eyes, giving her shoulder a light shove.“Let’s get back to work. The pool is not going to clean itself.”
“Your wish is my command, princess”. Vi laughs, rolling up her sleeves.
It didn’t take long to get used to your new schedule. Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, you and Vi showed up unloading the skimmers and untangling the hose you swore you would untangle out last time. Sweat rolling off your foreheads, reminding you that this hard work might just be able to help you afford next month's rent.
You have never actually talked to the owner of this mansion. You only saw her occasionally through the window. She looked to be in her late 30s or maybe early 40s. Always dressed like she had somewhere important to be. Her assistant looked to be your age in her early 20s, always running three paces behind the woman scribbling on a notepad or the phone. And at 1:30pm on the days you worked you saw the older woman on the balcony of the third floor smoking a cigarette. Dark brown hair down to her shoulders. Sometimes half up, half down, other days her bangs covered her face but regardless of the hairstyle, you always met her cool grey eyes as she would give you a smirk before heading back inside.
“You know.” Vi said one afternoon as she was elbow deep in the clogged drain.”If you start sleeping with her, maybe we can start getting tips.”
You nearly fell into the pool, whipping your head towards Vi.
“Excuse me?” You cough.
“Don't be such a prude. I remember how you partied in college,” Vi says, raising her eyebrow at you.
“You make it sound like I sleep with older women as a hobby. Plus, I don't even know her name.” You add picking up a particular large group of leaves.
“Hasn't stopped you before.” Vi smirks.
Before you have the chance to reply, she says.
“Sevika. That's her name.” Vi says, grinning at you.
“How do you know that?” You said, your curiosity peaking.
“I've heard Dad and the other guys at the shop talking about her, apparently, two of the guys worked here for like a week and a half before her assistant called and insisted on only female staff. And when your highest paying customer requests something that small, you simply listen to the money,” Vi saidgetting back on her feet and shaking of her hands.
“What does she even do to earn enough for this place?” You ask.
“Unfortunately, that's all the info I got. Seems like she had her eye on you, though you should go ask.” Vi says, looking over at you, smirking.
“She can probably smell the broke all the way from up there. The only reason she watches me is probably out of amusement, like a Sims character.” You laugh.
“Maybe…but maybe not,” Vi said, casting a glance up at the third-floor balcony where Sevika had once again appeared like clockwork, cigarette in hand. Her sharp grey eyes flicked down toward you — and lingered.
“Who knows?” Vi added with a wicked grin. “That could be your future sugar mommy.”
You groaned, dragging a net full of pine needles across the surface. “Shut up, Vi.”
“She’s out of my league.” You sighed
“She owns the league.” Vi laughed.
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Things stayed pretty consistent over the next month. Same days, same time, same routine. The only thing that changed was theheat getting significantly more insufferable making your “uniform” devolve into a bikini top and cut off shorts.
Today’s pick was a faded pink top, the color dulled from too many washes and too much chlorine, the fabric soft and slightly frayed at the edges
“The pink top today? Trying to get a certain someone's attention?” Vi grinned, pushing her hair out of her face.
“Ah, yes, I put this on this morning and thought you know what today is the day you win her over by wearing a sun-faded bikini top with frayed fabric.” You said splashing Vi a bit.
Vi leaned on her net pole with a lazy grin. “Maybe she’ll hate it so much she’ll have to take it off you herself.”
You paused just long enough for the image to flash across your mind — rough hands, cool rings against overheated skin — before splashing her directly in the stomach.
“Get back to work, perv.”
Vi just laughed. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
As if on cue, you hear the back door of the house fly open. You and Vi both pause, looking up as you see a blur of black fur zoom down the st. Behind it, you caught the frantic voice of the assistant yelling, “Wait—no! Stop! Get back here!”
You barely have time to register the situation you hear coming from the stairs before you feel the wind being knocked out of you and a large amount of fur landing on top of you before you both go flying into the pool. The cold water felt like a shock to your system. Thank god you were a strong swimmer, because of course the deep end here had to be thirteen goddamn feet.
You quickly oriented yourelf breaking the surface with a gasp, blinking water out of your eyes and coughing once as your hands found the edge of the pool. Vi was already there, reaching down with a laugh and grabbing your arm.
The dog, clearly a newfoundland, was now doggy paddling in circles like nothing had happened, tongue out, tail wagging, completely unbothered.
“BAD BOY MOUSER,” the assistant yells, finally reaching the bottom of the stairs as Mouser paddles around the pool in ignorant bliss.
“I’m so sorry are you alright?” The woman says, hurrying over to you just as Vi pulls you out.
“Holy shit, I don't think I’v seen linebackers tackle as hard as that dog.” Vi laughs, patting your back.
“Thanks for the concern, partner.” You say, glaring at Vi. “I think the wind just knocked out of me.” You say turning to the assistant.
“Oh god Sevika is going to kill me if you guys sue.” the woman blurted clearly spiraling.
“Don’t worry our silence can be bought for much less,” Vi adds as you smack her shoulder.
“I’m fine,” you grumbled. “Just… give me a second.” Mouser finally pulled himself out of the pool, shook off with a dramatic spray, and trotted right over to lick the side of your face like a remorseful toddler
“Please come inside for a second. I’ll get you a towel and some water.” The assistant said helping you up and connecting the lead to Mouser collar.
You went to go repeat you were fine but Vi quickly answered for you.
“That would definitely help to get her out the sun for a little,” Vi said as you looked at her confused.
Before you could question it, the assistant was already heading back toward the house. “Just this way,” she called over her shoulder.
You followed, dripping wet, half sun-dazed—and painfully aware that this was the closest you’d ever gotten to the front door.
As you stepped into the house, the assistant was rambling something about leaving a very large tip and begging you not to mention this to her boss. But her words barely registered. You were too busy taking in your surroundings.
The inside of the house was just as stunning as the exterior—maybe more. The entrance opened into a spacious mudroom just off the kitchen. The scent of cedar and pine lingered in the air, grounding you even as your feet squelched against the floor. Sunlight filtered in through high windows, reflecting off the polished dark wood floors and casting soft shadows across the room. It had that impossible blend of mystery and comfort—like a place you were never meant to see but didn’t want to leave.
“I'll go grab you a towel after I dry him off.” The assistant said, gesturing to the dog who had thrown himself on the floor in a dramatic fashion.
“Bathroom is around the corner, down the hall to the left.” She said, disappearing into what you assumed had to be the laundry room.
You kicked your shoes off by the door, not wanting to track chlorinated water through the house, then turned the corner.
You thought the instructions were simple enough until you saw two separate hallways. One led more toward what you could assume was the front door, and the other looked like it went deeper into the house.
“Of course, this big ass house would have two hallways.” You mumble, deciding on the hall, going towards the front door.
As you walked, your fingers trailed along the cool wall, eyes flicking over the details that gave the house life. Artwork dotted the space—minimalist pieces with bold shapes and muted tones, clearly part of the same collection. They didn’t scream wealth so much as intentional. Quiet confidence.
Pothos vines dangled from shelves and hooks, cascading in wild green swirls like they owned the place.
As you rounded the corner, you tried the first door on your right, taking a shot in the dark that it might be the bathroom. Instead, you froze in the doorway, blinking as your eyes adjusted.
A library.
Not the cozy, cramped kind with a dusty armchair and a flickering lamp. This was sophisticated and elegant, with floor-to-ceiling shelves carved from deep walnut, each lined with books organized so meticulously it felt intimate. There was a massive arched window framed in sheer white curtains that moved gently with the breeze from a hidden vent. A thick rug in muted tones of rust and navy anchored the room, and in the center sat two leather chairs facing each other, a decanter of something amber between them.
You didn’t mean to linger, but there was something about it. The quiet hush of the room, the faint smell of tobacco and old paper, the weight of it all.
You looked around and, not seeing anyone in the halls, cautiously stepped into the room. It looked like something of a romance novel. Light filtered in from the high windows, making the gold accents of some of the book covers shimmer. You could not imagine how long it must have taken to collect all these books. Or maybe she just has them for the aesthetic. One book caught your attention, displaying a stone statue of a woman draped in sheer fabric. You picked up the book, carefully examining the cover closer and flipping it over.
“To be an artist means to be always looking for inspiration. How leaves fall, the smell of fresh bread from the bakery, the shadows that cast off statues. And yet Genivieve utterly lacked inspiration. That was until she heard her laugh.”
You smiled at the description, thinking that Sevika never looked like she would be into this sort of thing. You opened it, fumbling with the pages, a certain one catching your eye.
“Please, darling, you must practice sitting still for our next drawing session,” Genivieve said as her thumb lazily fumbled with Everly’s clit.
“Please.. I’ve been so good.. Please let me cum my love.” Everly whinnied, throwing her head back.”
You could feel your face heating up at the explicit material until you heard someone clear their throat.
You fumbled with the book, almost dropping it as you whipped yourself around to face the doorway.
“Not that I don't appreciate someone taking interest in my collection, but what is my pool girl doing in my study?” Sevika said, leaning against the door frame.
You should say something. Apologize profusely. But you can barely even form a sentence in front of this woman. You had seen her in passing on the balcony, but up close she was stunning.
She was wearing a jacket loosely off her shoulders as a simple black top clung to her so tightly it should be a sin. One arm looked like it ended at the shoulder, and you instantly wanted to know her story. The other arm, even at rest showcased her toned muscles. Even her pants looked like they were tailored to fit her muscular thighs perfectly.
You finally looked up to meet her gaze as a playful smirk emerged on her face. You suddenly became all too aware how long you had been staring. “I-i’m so sorry. I was cleaning the pool and-” You hesitated recalling the frightened look on the assistant's face. “I…fell in the pool trying to reach a branch too far. Your assistant saw and was nice enough to let me get a towel and go to the bathroom, but l got lost.” You semi-lied, feeling proud of your ability to make up on the spot,
Sevika’s eyes dragged slowly and deliberately down your body. “You still look pretty wet to me.” She said her voice low but laced with amusement.
Your brain short-circuited at her those words. The pages of the book you read still echoing through your head. You think you may melt through the floor before her assistant appears behind her. “Miss Sevika, I’m so sorry I told her where the bathroom was” the assistant said, hurrying in and thrusting a towel into your arms. Suddenly, you were regretting your cover-up story.
Sevika didn’t move, or even look away from you. Just grunted.
“Got lost in the halls?” She asked, your brow arched.
You nod far too fast.
“I’ll take her personally.” The assistant added, quickly grabbing your arm with a tight grip and leading you out of the room before you could say another word.
As you pass Sevika, you got a whiff of her scent. It was earthy and smoky at the same time. You had to stop yourself from looking back.
The assistant all but drags you down the hall, breathless.
“Bathrooms just in there.” She said to push a cold water bottle into your hands. “Go straight out the back door we came through when you're done…please.” She mumbles a quick thank you and rushed off, presumably to explain more to Sevika.
As you dried off in the bathroom, you can’t help but replay what just happened in your mind. Her gaze was not angry or upset, it seemed…amused? And you could have sworn she stared at your chest for just a beat.
“Make sure you move my meeting with Silco to next Wednesday.” Sevika’s voice floated through the hallway deep and steady.
“Of course! And your flight tomorrow is still on time for 9 PM. Should I schedule a massage before then? The assistant replied.
You paused, hand on the doorknob. A flight? Business trip? Or pleasure? You weren’t sure why the thought intrigued you, but it did.
You pushed it away just as quickly, adjusting the towel and stepping out into the hallway again. Their voices faded further down the opposite hall as you made your quiet exit the way you came in.
You walk back down the stairs, seeing Vi grinning up at you.
“That took a while.”
“Don’t get any funny ideas, I feel like I just thoroughly embarrassed myself in front of her,” You said, heading towards your skimming tools.
“So you did meet her?” Vi asked, wiggling her eyebrows like she already knew the answers.
“I am not even going to entertain myself with the possibility of thinking she could be interested in me that way.” You groan despite yourself.
“Her assistant was talking about her flight to Turkey next Wednesday.” The only turkey I see is in a sandwich-” You say before Vi cuts you off.
“Wait, she's leaving the country…leaving this house…empty,” Vi ,said a playful glint in her eyes.
Knowing her for this long meant you knew exactly what she was thinking.
“Vi…” You say warning in your voice..
“C’mon!” she grins. “One little late-night swim? We’ve been busting our asses all summer for this woman, and her dog literally almost drowned you. She owes us minimum one night of fun.”
“And if we get caught and more importantly fired!?” You whisper yell eyes wide.
“Isn’t that part of the rush?” Vi winked as you groaned, immediately regretting ever mentioning this to Vi.
“I’ll even bring that fancy beer you like,” Vi said, looking at you with puppy dog eyes.
You exhale. “It could be nice…” You said as Vi came over lifting you up and spinning you around. “There’s the girl I used to party with! Next Wednesday, you and me alright?” Vi said.
“Next Wednesday.” You repeated tried to silence the voice in the back of your head screaming about how bad of an idea this is.
But hey, worst comes to worst, at least Vi can explain to her dad why she cost him his biggest customer.
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You huffed quietly as Vi opened the passenger side door for you the soft click of the handle echoing into the night.
“Vi this is a bad idea, I can feel it.” You whine gripping your case of beer a bit tighter.
“C’mon princess,” Vi said, rolling her eyes as she stepped back from the door grinning. “We know she's gone, dogs at boarding, verified the cameras in the back yard have not worked all summer, and we have the code to the gate because we are here ALL THE TIME.” Vi drags out the words for dramatic effect offering her hand to you to step out of the car.
You hesitate for half a second before Vi stuck out her hand helping you down from the truck.
“Lets have some fun okay?” Vi smiled softly, thumb grazing over your knuckes.” Not that I don’t love hanging out with you every day but I miss the non-work version of you.”
Unfortunately, you fall victim to her charm every time so you smile back.
“Well then,” You smirk.” Last one to the pool gets a day off next week.”
Before she can process it, you bolt, sprinting toward the gate with the beer clutched to your chest. Vi shouts in protest behind you, her boots thudding against the pavement as she tries to catch up, deliberately attempting to trip you, both of you laughing like idiots.
Vi enters the gate code, you both giggling like teenagers before rushing down the stone steps, you holding the electric lantern to avoid tripping. The pool glistens ahead, blue and still, like something out of a magazine
“Okay, technically, you were the last one.” Vi huffed, setting down her own case of beer on the patio table.
“Oh, right, because I was supposed to just not hold the light for you?” you scoff, placing the lantern gently on the ground. “Last thing we need is you face-planting on the stone steps and me having to explain that to a paramedic outside this house we obviously can not afford.
“Now I know you need a day off because what makes you think I could afford an ambulance ride.” Vi said as the two of you burst out laughing.
“Now excuse me, I know you got to take a swim the other day, but i’v been dying to swim in this all summer,” Vi adds, already tugging her shirt off to reveal her sports bra and clinging black shorts.
She doesn’t wait for a response, she just dives in. The splash of her entrance sending droplets misting across your skin.
You flip her off, grinning as you proceed to strip as well. Exposing thin ties at your hips and a halter-style top cinched tightly around your neck.
Vi resurfaces, slicking her hair back, already floating backward with that cocky grin as she whistles at you.
“Wore that just for me, huh?” Vi smirks as you roll your eyes.
“In your dreams, Pinky.” You teas,e slowly getting in the pool and joining Vi.
The cool air of the night is offset by the warmth in your chest you feel from the 3 beers you have crushed. You had to admit you missed having this solo time with Vi as well. Being friends this long while working your asses off has made you both closer than ever. But sometimes you just want to act like how you did when you were teenagers. Which is how you ended up playing this game.
“Truth or dare,” You ask Vi as you prop your elbows up on the edge of the pool, taking another swig of your beer.
“Truth” Vi said floating on her back, staring up at the sky contentedly.
“You still have a crush on the police chief's daughter. What was her name…Caitlynn?” You say smiling like the Cheshire cat as Vi instantly flips over to face you.
“What are we 16? I do not have a crush on Cait.” Vi said, moving her hair out of her eyes.
“No? So, you flirting at Benzo’s pub the other day was just for fun? What was that you called her again…cupca-” You tried to get out as Vi covered your mouth with her hand. “I will hand-clean this pool all by myself for a week if you never bring up that nickname again” Vi mumbles, trying to hide a blush.
You playfully bite at her hand, forcing her to pull it back with a laugh as you grin up at her
“I think it's cute Vi. I think she brings out a different side of you…and frankly, I think she needs to get inside you.” You wink as Vi groans.
“Truth or dare?” Vi grumbles, changing the subject.
“Truth” You say, settling back against the edge of the pool, the water sloshing gently around you.
“You have been spaced out every day since Mouser pushed you in the pool and blushing like crazy every time you see Sevika on the balcony…Sevika said something to you in there, didn't she?” Vi said her turn to smirk.
Your ears burn instantly. The memory flashes vividly: Bookshelves, her broad frame in the doorway, her voice.
“I…well.. she. She may have caught me in her library reading a rather…explicit book of hers.” You said unable to look at Vi.
“WHAT?” Vi shouts, nearly slipping under as you scramble to shush her.
“I got lost in the house, okay! It’s a huge ass house and her assistant was no help finding the bathroom, so I stumbled into the library by accident and she caught me red-handed.” You confess.
“What did she say!?” Vi said, fully intrigued.
“What is her pool girl doing in her library…and that I still looked wet..” You whispered the last part as Vi burst out laughing.
“No fucking way. Is that why you’ve been wearing your “Fuck me” bikini tops for the last week? You were hoping she would see and-” Vi said before you cut her off.
“If I don't get to tease you about Cait, you can't pull the Sevika card on me.” you say, draining the last of your beer.
“And what if I do let you?” Vi said, raising an eyebrow.
You meet her gaze. “Then you have my full attention”.
“I’ll call Cait right now and ask her to come over IF you promise that next time Sevika so much as looks in your direction, you flirt back. No bitching out. Vi said.
You laugh, lifting yourself up to sit on the edge of the pool, legs dangling in the water. “How is that even remotely fair? She’s our boss.”
“Yeah and Cait's dad is the sheriff. I probably have like 5 warrants right now it's a risky move.” Vi said, making you grin.
“You know what…fine. Call her right now and ask if she wants to come over.” You said trying to call Vi on her bluff. But you were surprised when she shook your hand and climbed out of the pool. She fumbled around on her phone as you watched intently.
You saw her take a deep breath before putting the phone to her ear.
You gave her a thumbs up as she flipped you off, beginning to pace.
“Cait! Hey uh how are you?.” Vi said, voice pitched a little too high.
You tride to cough away your snort at her nervous tone.
“Good good! Yeah no im doing okay- yeah no thank you so much for the ride home last time. I promise I don't get that drunk that often. You laughed as Vi motioned at you to shut up.
“Hey um..are you busy right now by chance?”..Yeah, my friend and I are taking a night swim and were wondering if you um maybe wanted to join me, I mean uh us!” Vi mumble,d trying to quickly recover. She was adorable like this.
“You would!?...but you don’t have a car right now…I could come pick you up if you want..” Vi said, making you raise your eyebrow.
“Yeah, I can be there in 15!... See you then… uh yeah I can’t wait either.” Vi mumbled the last part, hoping you didn't hear.
She hangs up and turns toward you, arms crossed like she’s trying to pretend her heart’s not beating out of her chest.
You clap slowly, rising from the pool to wrap her in a hug, still damp and grinning.
“I must say Violet I thought you were bluffing.”
“Shit I did too.” Violet chuckled, patting your head.
“I guess I owe you one huh?.. But oh shi,t I have to go like..now.” Vi sai,d running over to her shirt, throwing it on inside out.
Watching her fumble around was entertaining until it hit you that you were about to be alone in this dark backyard surrounded by trees.
“Um actually, now that I think about it, can I tag along? This place sort of gives me the creeps by myself.” You said crossing your arms nervously.
“What? You know my truck only sits two” Vi stops for a second, looking up at yo,u her eyes softening seeing how nervous you looked.
“I should be there and back 25 min tops, I swear.Here.” She said, handing you her pepper spray. “With how locked down this neighborhood is I’d be shocked if they even let animals get past the gates.” Vi smiled at you, tussling your hair,
“I’ll be right back,” Vi promises with a smile before running up the stone stairs and clicking her heels together, making you laugh.
You were proud of your own meddling, making your friend this happy. But now, with her gone, the backyard felt about a hundred times more eerie. Still. Quiet. Too quiet.
You cracked open another beer, trying to calm your nerves, but the realization hit the second the can hissed open, you were going to have to talk to Sevika at work. There was no way Vi was letting you wriggle out of it. She’d keep her end of the deal, and you knew she’d drag you. Flirting and screaming into yours.
But what were you even supposed to say?
“Hey, remember me? The pool girl who broke into your library and accidentally read your erotic romance collection?”
You groaned aloud, dragging a hand through your hair. Maybe drowning would be less embarrassing. With a sigh, you slipped back into the water, hoping it might ground you.
The temperature had dropped slightly, just enough for the water to feel like a whisper of a chill across your skin. You kicked your feet up, letting yourself drift, face pointed toward the sky.
You slowly sank back into the water. A chill running up your spine from the dropping temperature of the water. You kicked your feet up and layed back letting yourself relax into the water staring up at the stars.
You wondered if Sevika cared about stuff like this. Based on her home decor it seems like she was into nature. You could easily picture her with one of those expensive campers. Probably in some jeans that were so tight it looked like they were stitched directly on her. She definitely was the type to wear a flannel, but probably an expensive one where the cotton could double as a pillow. A tank top that would cling so tightly to her when she raised her arms, it would expose the happy trail down her V line.
It hadn’t even fully hit you until that day in the library, but damn. It had been a while since you got laid. And now here you were, mentally stripping your boss under the stars like a walking HR violation.
You sat up abruptly, legs kicking downward to anchor you as you dunked yourself underwater—head and all—like a baptism could wipe the sin from your brain.
You broke the surface again, gasping as you reached for the ledge and wiped your eyes, trying to shake the image loose from your skull.
“Midnight swim, huh? Planning to invite me next time?” You hear a voice say above you.
That voice. Low, dry, unmistakably amused drifted down to you just seconds before the smell of smoke hit your nose. You looked up slowly, dread curling in your gut as your eyes met the very ones you’d just been fantasizing about.
The glow of it lit the underside of her sharp jaw as she exhaled a stream of smoke to her right. She didn’t look angry. Not really. More curious. Amused.
You blinked once, then twice, like that might undo the situation. But she didn’t disappear.
Instead, Sevika crouched down, leveling her gaze with yours, her elbow resting on one knee. Her grin was slow and smug.
“First my library now this?” Sevika said, “I might just have to have you arrested.”
You swallowed hard, pulling yourself up from the pool in a panic, dripping wet as Sevika stepped back to avoid getting wet, or maybe it was just to watch you squirm based on the look on her face.
You coudnt run away. Vi took the car. You could profusely apologize and probably get fired. Or maybe run from the cops?
“M-miss Sevika, I’m so so sorry” you said, wrapping your arms around yourself. “I didn’t think you would be home.”
Sevika raised an eyebrow at this.
“How did you know I was supposed to be away?” Sevika asked curiously.
Fuck.
“I might have heard your assistant while I was in the bathroom…but I wasn’t trying to eavesdrop drop I swear I just overheard and I-” You fumbled.
“Decided that would be the best time to trustpass on my property?” She chuckled lowly flicking her cigarette behind her somewhere.
You felt like a wild animal cornered and frantic. But you wouldn’t say it was out of fear necessarily. It was her presence. Her voice. The way she was looking at you right now. “Please hear me out. I can’t lose this job. My rent is already weeks behind, and if I get arreste,d not only can I not pay rent, but I’ll never get a job again, and oh my god, what if they charge me with a felony-” You started rambling.
“And why should I not?” Sevika said, tilting her head slightly. “You and that pink haired one do good work, for sure, but I’m sure I could find a dozen other women around town that could clean just as well.”
You opened your mouth as no words were able to come out. Sevika stepped close to you again, fingers reaching out and tilting you chin up slightly so your eyes met hers.
“So tell me. Sevika murmured, her voice dropping an octave. “What makes you special?”
Your breath quickened, mind racing to come up with any answer. She was so close. Her smell of cigarette smoke and what was sure to be some expensive alcohol overwhelmed your senses.
Your thoughts were spiraling, a sense of arousal and panic swirling together. You couldn’t think. You couldn't run. You couldn't lie.
So…you didn't.
“I can do what they were doing,” you whispered. “From the book in your library.”
Her eyes widened, just for a moment. And you could have sworn you saw her jaw tense before a slow smile crept on her face.
“Oh?” Sevika said the word alone, turning you on more than you wanted to admit. “Is that right?”
“Show me,” Sevika whispered before closing the distance between your lips.
Her lips met yours, kissing you slow and deliberately like she was enjoying unraveling you. Your eyes widened for a moment before you settled into the kiss as if on instinct. Sevikas's hand settled on your hips, pulling you flush against her. You felt her tongue swiping her bottom lip.
“Open up,” She mumbled against your lips. You obeyed without hesitation. Her tongue easily asserting dominance over yours.
A low moan escaped your throat as you felt her hand leave your waist, grabbing her drink off the table behind her as she broke the kiss for the moment.
“Go get in the hot tub. Now. Sevika demanded, and you eagerly complied, backing a few paces and lowering yourself into the warm water.
Sevika moved with a lazy confidence, removing her shirt. She exposed her bare chest and it was as perfect as you had fantasized about. Breast full and heavy, nipples already erect from the cool night air. You bit your lip as she shimmied out of her shorts,and exposing her happy trail to a neatly trimmed bush. You couldn't take your eyes off her every movement. She grabbed her drink and the towel you had set aside, walking over to you and laying it down to soften the stone surface. Her abs crunched as she sat on the edge of the stone, allowing you the sight of her glistening heat illuminated by the moonlight.
“Well, pool girl.” She smirked, eyes half lidded. “Let's see how special you are.”
You fell softly to your knees on the stone ledge. Water sloshing softly around you as you bushed her inner right thigh with your lips, kissing upward to her center. Her scent, warm and musky, made your head spin. She grunted low in her chest, taking a slow sip of her drink before placing it beside her and gripping your hair.
“I don't do teasing, sweetheart.” She warned before forcing your head right to her clit.
You gasp at the aggressive move immediately flattening your tongue, licking a stripe up her pussy lips savoring the taste before swirling your tongue around her slightly swollen bud.
“Fuckkkk.” She groaned. “That's a good slut.” She moaned, her torso extending backwards slightly.
You continued that pattern, increasing the speed of your licks around her clit. You pull back just a little, Sevika still gripping your hair tightly.
Sevika lets out a disapproving grunt until she looks down to see you looking up through your lashes to wrap your lips around her bud as you begin to suck down hard. She hissed, looking down at you.
“Hold out that tongue, baby, let me fuck that pretty little face.” She groaned as you quickly obeyed, sticking your tongue out as far as possible, pressing your face against her pussy as she tilted her hips up and adjusted her grip on your hair before she started slowly grinding upwards.
She let out the most sinful groan you had ever heard as her clit started bumping against your nose.
“That's right, take it just like that. “ She moaned, humping your face faster. You started moaning, sending vibrations up her spine. Sevika’s hips jolted, her breath catching in her throat as the vibrations traveled up her spine. She let out a guttural groan low, broken, needy. The sound alone made your thighs clench.
Your head was getting fuzzy with lust. The sounds Sevika was making were unlike any you had heard a woman make before. You could sense yourself getting wetter and not just from the water. You let one of the flat hands against Sevikas' thigh, slowly cascading down your body to your own heat, slipping a finger between your slick folds. Above you, Sevika’s pace began to quicken again, her breath growing rougher, shorter. You struggled to keep rhythm, your moans becoming breathy whimpers as your fingers worked in tandem with her thrusts.
When Sevika finally opened her eyes, the sight of you touching yourself beneath her mouth, still hot on her, eyes glassy, skin slick, shattered whatever control she had left. Her body jerked forward, hips bucking into your face with three final, desperate thrusts as a deep groan tore from her throat, one so primal it nearly pushed you over the edge with her.
You went to lick up her cum as she quickly threw your head back, making you sit up to look at her.
“So fucking greedy you couldn't even wait your turn.” Sevika hissed.
“I-im sorry it's just your moans were.” You started to explain before she grabbed your face, squeezing a bit as she stood up. You rose with her.
“You want to cum that bad, huh? Sit down and spread your legs.” Sevika said not to break eye contact as you moved around her on the step, sitting down on the towel.
You didn’t look away either as you slowly spread your legs, hiking the right leg up on the cool stone tile.
Sevika looked at you like a meal ready to devour. You could have sworn you saw her bite the inside of her cheek for just a moment before she stepped between your legs. “It looks like your sloppy pussy doesn't need any help, but you can never be too sure, can you, sweetheart?” Sevika said, eyes dark as she lightly grabs your throat. “Open”
You made sure to show Sevika the small bit of cum you were able to collect from her on your tongue before swallowing hard.
She chuckled, “Nasty bitch” she said, moving two of her fingers up to slide across your tongue as she moves over your face, a bit spitting hard down into your mouth before pushing her fingers deep.
You tried to keep looking up at her through teary eyes as you gagged on her fingers.
Sevika mumbles a curse, making sure to tap your tongue a few times before letting you breathe again.
As you could barely catch your breath, Sevika pulled your hips forward to the edge of the hot tub before lowering herself to be face to face with you.
“You wanted to cum, hm?” She mocked undoing your bikini top as you eagerly nodded.
“Cum on my fingers then slut.” Sevika spat, running her fingers down to your soaking wet pussy, slowly inserting her two fingers.
“Oh my god,” You moaned as your back arched, placing your two hands behind you for balance, pushing your breast forward.
Sevika made sure not to waste the opportunity as she took your left nipple between her teeth as she started pumping her fingers in and out of you.
It couldn’t have been more than thirty seconds before her fingers curled just right, and your entire body jolted.
“Fuck Sevika,” you gasped, voice breaking as your legs instinctively tried to close around her hand.
She grinned against your skin, clearly pleased with herself as she kept that steady pressure, her fingers unrelenting. The pad of her thumb found your clit in the same breath, circling it with practiced ease until your back arched and your cry tore through the night air.
“There she is,” Sevika murmured lowly, lips brushing your ear. “Knew you’d be easy once I got my hands on you.”
Sevika tugged on your nipple with her teeth as she leaned back for a moment.
Your nails dug into her shoulders, legs trembling as she coaxed you closer to the edge with every expert flick of her wrist. It felt impossible, like she'd mapped out your entire body before ever touching it.
“Listen to that sound.” She groaned as the squelches of your pussy filled the air, echoing off the trees.
“Tell me how much you love it.” she demanded.
She dragged her tongue across your chest before latching onto your right nipple, teeth scraping just enough to make your breath hitch.
“You’re stretching me so good I- Oh fuck.” You whined as she started picking up the speed.
“Tightning around me already hm? If you're that fucking desperate, be a good pool slut and cum around my fingers.” She laughed, leaning forward to adjust her angle so her palm rubbed against your clit. She kissed you rough and deep as you moaned at a pitch you didn't even know you were capable of.
“Holy shit holy shit holy shit.” You screamed as she moved her fingers in and out of you faster and faster. “Say my name, baby.” She smirked, feeling you get tighter. “Let the whole neighborhood hear how desperate you are.
“Uhn..Sev-Sevika FUCK.” You screamed as you came around her fingers fucking you so deep. You thought you might pass out when she kept up the same pace.
“That's it?, Come on pool girl, I thought you were special. Keep. Fucking. Cumming.” She said her eyes dark.
Your chest heaved, lungs straining as you tried to breathe through the overwhelming pleasure building inside you. “I can’t, I can’t…” You pleaded as you felt something in your stomach about to snap. And it did just a moment later.
“Ah!” you cried out, the sound torn from deep in your throat as your body convulsed, a gush of warmth spilling over Sevika’s hand.
She didn’t stop, just slowed her pace, dragging it out, coaxing every last tremor from you as your legs trembled uncontrollably. Her palm glistened with your cum, and the satisfied growl she let out made your spine arch again on instinct.
“Good fucking girl look at that.” Sevika encouraged taking her fingers out quickly before flattening her hand and moving her hands at what felt like light speed across your clit
“Such a pretty fucking pussy dripping like that.” Sevika groaned, slapping your core a few times as you yelped.
Eventually, she slowed, her fingers slipping from you with deliberate care, dragging one last shudder from your exhausted body. You gasped, finally able to catch your breath, your chest rising and falling as the night air kissed your overheated skin.
“Turn over, ass up.” She said, moving to take a sip of her drink.
You looked up at her, shaking your head as your clit continued to twitch through your post orgasm haze.
“Sev I can’t-” You whined as she shushed you.
“I thought you were going to show me you were a special pool girl?” she drawled, setting her glass down with a clink. “Can't handle a few orgasms? Maybe I should bring in another girl from town. Someone who can listen better, huh? Sevika laughed as your face heated up. Your heart lurched at that, heat blooming in your cheeks and not from embarrassment. Jealousy? Over your boss of all people? The image of her touching someone else, someone who wasn’t you, made something coil tight in your chest.
“I…I can take it.” you said, more stubbornly than you meant to.
You pushed yourself up, slow and shaky, but determined onto all fours, presenting yourself to her like she asked. Ass up. Ready.
“Yeah?” Sevika said, her voice dripping with amusement as she brought her hand down in a sharp smack against your ass, watching it jiggle. “Beg me.” She ordered.
You looked back at her, lowering yourself down to push your ass higher.
“Please fuck me Sevika…Please make me sorry for being a nosy slut.” You whined, you whined, voice trembling as she cursed under her breath.
Sevika manhandled you into a position you’d never even imagined, let alone experienced. One strong hand gripped your hip as she hoisted her right leg out of the water, planting her foot near your head. With slow, deliberate pressure, she tilted your hips higher, adjusting you like a toy until your clit was perfectly aligned with hers.
Her breath hitched, the low sound vibrating in her chest as she ground her clit against yours.
“Stay just like that,” she murmured, voice rough with want. “Let me show you what happens when a good little pool slut follows orders.”
You both moaned as she pushed your hips forward a little before pulling them back hard against you. The moment your clits bumped, you felt a shockwave through your whole body.
“Oh, Sevika-AH,” You yelped as she instantly picked up the pace.
You were certain the sound of your skin slapping together would wake up the whole neighborhood. Sevika fucked you so hard and so fast you could barely form a thought. You were mumbling nonsense, unaware of the sounds you were producing, as Sevika egged you on. “Poor thing, you can’t even think anymore huh?” All you can do is take it over and over again.” She teased, moving her hand to grab one of your tits.
You looked back again, seeing her abs crunch as she fucked you hard and fast, an orgasm quickly building in your core again.
“Yes yes, yes, yes, use me, use me, use me.” You repeated over and over your moans, getting higher as Sevikas grew louder.
“Gunna make a mess all over this pussy. Going to paint it with my cum, yeah? Sevika grunted, grabbing your hips again and slamming harder over and over. “You want my cum slut?” She grunted.
“Please please please,” you begged, your eyes rolling back again as your orgasm rushed over you.
“Fucking take it then. Take it, take it.” She grunted, slamming on every word until you felt liquid dripping down your vagina.
Sevika panted behind you, catching your breath as you collapsed on the towel. A faint string of slick fell between you as you parted.
You heard the water slosh around you as Sevika climbed out of the hot tub, moving to somewhere on the table and hearing her walk back across the stone to you.
You lifted your head, pushing up onto your forearms as Sevika crouched down in front of you, holding out your water bottle that was out on the table and your bikini top that had been thrown a few feet away.
You gave her a confused look but accepted the offering. She chuckled.
“Don’t look at me like that, I can be nice when I want….” She mumbled as you took a big sip.
“Well, thank you.” You sighed. “It’s the least you could do for fucking my brains out.” You said as you laid your forehead back on the towel. Sevika's voice sounded soft as she petted your hair. “Let's not forget who the trespasser was here,” she reminded before standing up again.
You sat up, feeling the warmth of her hand leave your scalp.
“I must have proved it then?” I’m the best pool girl in the city?” You smiled at her as she picked up her glass, smiling back.
“I’ll see you next Monday… pool girl.” She said cooly as she walked back towards the house, slinging her clothes over her shoulder.
“Oh, and tell your friends to keep it down when they get back. Or I really might have to come kick you out. She added, disappearing back up the stairs.
You couldn’t help the slow, satisfied smile curling on your lips as you tied your bikini top back into place, fingers still tingling from Sevika’s touch. Your skin was warm, your thighs sore, and your mind replaying the way she had manhandled you like she owned every inch. You were so blissed-out you barely noticed the sudden presence in front of you—until a shadow fell over your view of the water.
Standing there, unmistakably unimpressed, was a pink-haired woman holding hands with a taller woman whose long blue hair shimmered in the moonlight.
Vi gave you a once-over. Your messy hair, swollen lips, the wobbly half-knot of your top—and shook her head slowly, biting back a smirk. “Really?” she muttered, more amused than judgmental.
“Do I even want to know?” She asked a confused Caitlynn, looking at her.
“Let’s just say..I fulfilled my dare.”
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Whew. That was the nastiest shit I have written in a long time. What can I say? Sevika brings it out of me. Also, I know the hitting it from the back is a weird position to describe, but trust me, I’m grown and it works ;). Let me know what you think!
