All My Dreams Pass Before My Eyes - 18. Chapter 18 Mrs. Robinson

A bed made of kittens.

Well, not actual kittens. But, so soft, so luxurious, so sleep inducing, it was almost the same. His second night in this amazing king sized bed. Lights out, black-out shades closed.

Toby felt enveloped in it. He let out a long sigh accompanied by a satisfied groan.

What a day! What a day! What a day!

What was the best part? The sex had to go to the top, of course. Which sex? He chuckled to himself. Let me see…was it getting blown in the shower? Sucking the World’s most beautiful cock? Getting his butt eaten out?

Toby covered his face with his hands and shook his head in disbelief. He stretched his arms overhead, then tucked them under the protective warmth of the covers, and did what came natural. He cupped one hand under his balls and wrapped his other hand around his dick.

How does an eighteen-year-old kid from a rather poor island off the coast of Georgia end up in the palatial surroundings of a Montauk mansion? A weekend guest of the Turner’s. The route he had taken to get here was bat shit crazy. But, here he was.

He’d let Day hold his hand as they walked along the beach. As the Turner’s glass, steel, and concrete ultra modern house loomed in front of them, he stopped and turned to him.

“Day, I wanna know what’s going on.”

Day chuckled, “Oh. You mean the note?”

Toby just stared at him.

“It’s really all on CeeCee. She’s had it in for you from the beginning.”

“CeeCee.”

Toby just repeated her name, in a tone that was a cross between dumbfounded and disbelieving.

“When she came back from Tybee, you were all she could talk about,” Day continued. “She showed me your picture. I thought you were wicked cute, too. So I started following you on Instagram.”

“Me??” Toby felt himself blushing. When he recovered enough, “I don’t get it. What about the note?”

“You are so clueless, Gallivan. It just makes you even cuter,” Day chuckled.

Toby gave Day a confused look.

“We were on Tybee a week ago. I saw you.”

“You did??”

“Yeah.” Day chuckled. “You checked us in. Gave me a chance to scope you out.”

Toby frowned slightly, looking off in the distance. He couldn’t recall.

“Did we talk or anything?”

“Nope. I kept giving you a look. I got nothin’ back.”

“How did you know I’d see the note?”

“I didn’t. I wrote it on a whim. It was a crap shoot.”

Toby looked up into Day’s eyes. It was hard to see what he was thinking through his sunglasses.

“So. Are you?” Toby asked.

“Gay?”

Toby nodded slightly.

“Yeah, I am.” Day chuckled a bit nervously. Then, taking his sunnies off, he looked into Toby’s eyes. “Are you?”

After giving Day a royal blow job and getting his own ass rimmed? Bell’s face came into his mind. And…then there was him.

“I’m ah…confused, I guess,” Toby said softly. He looked down, embarrassed.

“That’s ok. You’ll get it figured out.” Day pulled Toby into him and kissed him on the forehead, holding his lips there for more than a beat.

As they turned and continued walking toward the Turner’s house, Day looked up and waved to CeeCee. She was standing at the low wall surrounding their swimming pool deck, elbows up on the top railing. She gave a little jump and a big wave back, accompanied by a bright smile.

“By the way, my being Gay? It’s on the DL. Ok?”

“Ten four.”

Up on the pool deck as she leaned over the wall, CeeCee smiled big on the outside. She groaned on the inside. She’d seen almost everything. First, spotting them in the distance, holding hands, then facing each other for the longest time. Finally, Day’s kiss on Toby’s forehead, his hand behind Toby’s head pulling him forward.

She knew. Well, she’d known. About Day. Since they were little, she always thought Day acted a little different. She’d caught him a couple of times staring at the male models in fashion catalogs. He wasn’t just looking at the clothes, although that’s what he claimed. She’d also caught him looking at a couple of naked boy photos on Snap. He was quick to swipe them away and she never challenged him.

It was ok. She didn’t really care. But, Toby? WTF? She’d already staked her claim on him. Now, here was Day, all sweetness, trying to hook up with him. She grimaced. Then, she smirked to herself. Disappointed, but her mom would be even more disappointed. I swear to God, CeeCee thought. If she could get away with it, her mom would hop into bed with Toby in a New York minute.

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“Gonna hit the road. See you guys later,” Day said.

After a short chat, Day begged off spending the rest of the afternoon with Toby and CeeCee by the pool.

Toby couldn’t really tell what the salon had done to CeeCee’s hair but, whatever it was, she looked even better now. Her hair was still down around her shoulders but it was now layered differently. It fell across her forehead and eyes like the wind had blown it into her face. Sort of artfully tousled.

“Meet ya at the pool,” CeeCee leaned in as she gave Toby a quick peck. Well, more than a peck. She sort of slurped his neck just under his jaw line by his ear. It gave him a shiver.

He’d just laid out fresh towels on two luxurious chaise lounges next to the pool. As he pulled his shirt off and sat down, he picked up a distinct whiff of his own sex. Toby shrugged. A quick dip would take care of that.

Diving into the perfectly heated pool, he swam to the other side and pulled himself out. Shaking his hair out and pinching the water out of his nose, he glanced into the house. Vonnie was in the kitchen talking to two men. As he pulled an umbrella over the chaise lounge where he intended to flop down, Vonnie opened one of the doors and stepped out to the pool deck.

Chatting and gesturing non-stop, she walked with the men, both Asian, around the corner of the pool to where Toby was standing.

“And this is Toby, our house guest for the weekend,” Vonnie said. Toby smiled and squinted through the bright sunlight. “Toby, these are two of our caterers for tomorrow’s party.” Both men simultaneously bowed their heads.

“This is Ichiro,” she said nodding at an older man. Short, square shaped, silver gray and black hair, deep bags under his narrow eyes. He wore a short sleeved white shirt and high waisted black pants. Toby smiled and nodded.

“And this is Kaito, I believe,” Vonnie said looking at the second man.

Barely a man, Toby quickly assessed. More like a boy. A stunningly beautiful boy. A rather wide face, wide eyes to match, full lips, a thick head of black hair, well over his eyes, completely covering his ears. Thin, spindly arms and legs. He quickly bowed his head again. Toby gave a little wave.

“I’ll leave you two to look around. Let me know if you have any questions.” Vonnie smiled brightly. She returned to the house.

The two men began conversing in another language. Japanese? Chinese? He laid down on the lounge as he watched them gesture and talk. Their first stop was the outdoor kitchen located on one end of the deck. It featured a massive grill, two sinks, lots of counter space, and an under counter refrigerator with a glass door.

Kaito wore a lightly patterned short sleeve shirt, completely unbuttoned, with a black ribbed wife beater underneath. Tan shorts and sandals. When he bent over to look inside one of the cabinets, Toby couldn’t help but notice his ass. Little, he thought. And cute. Hard to tell his age. Asians always looked young. Early twenties?

After completing their inspection of the kitchen, they slowly strolled around the rest of the pool deck, talking and pointing out various items such as the locations of electrical outlets. As they completed their circuit, they walked past Toby on their way to the deck door. Stopping for barely a moment, Kaito brushed the hair out of eyes, looked down at Toby, and quickly bowed his head again.

Toby just looked back at him for a moment before looking down and turning his head away. He felt shy all of a sudden. When he dared to look back up, Ichiro and Kaito were back inside the house. They were talking to Vonnie who had now changed into a swimsuit. As he watched them, CeeCee came breezing by them in her own cute two-piece swimsuit.

Once CeeCee got herself settled in the chaise lounge next to him, Toby closed his eyes and mostly listened to her prattle on about topic after topic. Tomorrow’s party, the Montauk “scene,” her best friends, college in the fall. Thankfully, it was only necessary for him to occasionally murmur “hmm” or “uh-huh” or “Is that right?”

He vaguely heard a chaise lounge being pushed next to him on the opposite side from CeeCee. It was obviously Vonnie. With his eyes still shut, he overheard her say something to CeeCee about the menu for the party. Then it was quiet.

“Mom!” CeeCee exclaimed in a shocked and somewhat troubled sounding voice.

Toby sat up on his elbows, opened his eyes slightly, then wider, in surprise. Vonnie had removed her bikini top and now lay topless with her back slightly elevated by the chaise lounge. With a body like someone who did a lot of Pilates, she was slender and almost completely devoid of fat. Her breasts were on the small side, tea cup size. Large pinkish brown nipples, slightly erect.

“Oh honey. Toby won’t mind.” Vonnie smiled, eyes closed, somewhat smugly. “I don’t want tan lines for the dress I plan on wearing tomorrow for the party.”

Toby fell back quickly and closed his eyes. Both uncomfortable and slightly turned on at the same time. What was he supposed to say? Gee, Mrs. Turner, or Vonnie, or whatever. Nice boobs!

The three of them lay there silently for several minutes. Toby felt frozen in place, his erection only barely hidden by his swimsuit.

“Well, I’m gonna get something to drink,” CeeCee finally said, sounding a bit disgusted. Not bothering to offer anyone else refreshments, she got up and stalked into the house.

Vonnie turned on her side to face Toby. Likewise, he opened his eyes and turned his head to face her. It was strangely both erotic and repulsive to see her laying there like that, naked except for her tiny bikini bottoms. He tried to look calm although his heart was racing.

“So. Give me your honest opinion. What do you…” Toby’s mind raced ahead. Silently he finished her question: …think of my tits? Instead, she said, “…think of CeeCee?”

This was so bizarre! “Umm…really Mrs., I mean Vonnie. We’re just getting to know each other. She’s really nice. And, it’s been so nice of you to invite me here.” Was that skirting the question? Toby felt like he was tripping over his words.

“I’ll be honest, Toby. I think she’s smitten with you.” Pausing while she looked him right in the eyes. In a low voice, “And, I think you’re something special myself.”

Toby’s stomach flipped over. He felt like he was going to literally shit in his pants. His mind was racing. What was that movie again? The one with Mrs. Robinson?

Rescued! Just then, CeeCee came back with a bottle of sparkling water. Toby leapt up, grabbed her, and tried to throw her into the pool.

“My hair! My hair!” She simultaneously squealed and laughed. Letting go of her hands, Toby let himself fall backward into the pool. CeeCee quickly followed, easing herself in so her head wouldn’t go under. She wound her arms around his neck, giving him light kisses on his cheeks and the side of his head. He dragged her around the pool as they chatted.

Out of the corner of his eye, Toby saw Vonnie get up and grab her bikini top. Holding it out from her body with two fingers, she swung her hips as she waltzed into the house, still topless. Toby breathed a sigh of relief.