Two cousins try to fulfill their fantasy’s.

The Origin of Human Endeavors.

At the start, there were hunters, then farmers, then with something to be gained by barter, prostitutes and politicians. Given some debate about precedence, those are the first four human endeavors.

But as soon as something can be gained, it must also be protected.

Hence the fifth profession.

The Fifth Profession by David Morrell

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Before we start, I should get a little basics out of the way. My name is Mark Night, I’m 36 years old, and I’m just an average looking guy. But that helps in my profession, I’m an executive protector, so being average looking helps, I don’t stick out. I’d like to think I’m not much different than most of the people.

So, to begin. I live on the east coast and I have a cousin that lives out in California. We’re both the same age, a few months or so younger, and she used to live near to me when we we’re growing up. Since we lived so close to each other, we basically grew up together more like brother and sister than cousins. Actually a lot of people that didn’t know we we’re cousins, thought we were, as we also looked a lot alike. Since we lived so close to each other, we used to spend summers together at one or the others house. So when we reached our teen years and being as close we were, it was only natural that we shared all our problems and dreams with each other, more or less leaning on each other’s shoulder when something went wrong.

My cousins name is Traci and to me was always very pretty . She’s about 5 and half feet tall, she has honey blonde hair, which she always wore short, almost in a pixie cut I think they call it, when we were younger, but now keeps it shoulder length. Personally, she should have kept it short. She also has beautiful green eyes, the kind that look like she could see right into your soul. She has always had an athletic build with everything in proportion if you know what I mean.

What she did have that was above average, is this set of dimples that made her look like the most adorable girl in the world. And she knew how to use them. If she ever wanted me to do anything for her, she’d smile and throw those dimples at me and I was doing anything she asked me to do.

Between the way we grew up together, how she acted towards me when I needed advice and those damn dimples, I had the biggest crush on her. But we were related, and it just wasn’t done, as much as wish it could. I’d like to think she felt the same way about me, but she never let on that she did.

The year when we had just turned 18 and getting ready to start our senior year, I was over her house because she had a pool and we were going to go swimming to cool down. Now, when we went swimming, she normally wore a one-piece swim suit, that while she looked good in it, it also covered up everything I wish I could have gotten a look at.

I walked into her back yard and yelled through her screen door that I was here and I’d be by the pool. She answered back, that she would be right out and that she had put a cooler out by the pool with sodas and some snacks in it. I went over to the pool and got a soda and sat down by the pool waiting for her.

I heard the screen door close, and she walked up behind me, put her arms around me to give me a hug and kissed me on the cheek like she normally did.

“Hi cuz” she said, “I’m glad your over, I’d like to ask your opinion on something.”

She went over to the other chair and draped a beach towel over it. She was wearing a baby-blue cover-up that she normally wore when we went swimming.

“Sure Traci,” I replied, “anything you’d like, what’s up?”

I started to take a long drink of the soda when she said, “I got a new bathing suit last night and I wanted your opinion on it since you’re a guy and you’d tell me how it honestly looks on me.”

As she was explaining, she was unzipping the cover-up and slipped it off. Like I said, I was just taking a long drink, and I almost choked on it and dropped the can of soda.

She stood there in a black string bikini that barely covered up anything. Posing for me she asked, “Well? What do you think of it?”

I sat there with a look on my face that if anyone had seen it, would have thought I was some kind of mental defective.

“Well?” She asked me again smiling at me with those damn dimples, “What do you think? Do you like it?”

She smiled at me again, “By your reaction I think you do.”

Once I caught my breath after nearly choking on my soda, I stammered out, “It looks really nice on you, you look so beautiful Traci.”

“Oh, thank you, you’re so sweet,” she said smiling, “I’m glad you think it looks nice. If you say it is, I know it’s the truth. You’re the only one I’d trust to tell me the truth.”

She turned and dropped the cover-up on the chair. She looked over her shoulder at me and said, “I’m going in and get this suit broke in.” She walked over to the pool and dived into the deep end bahis firmaları of the pool.

I sat here shaking slightly watching her dive into the pool. The last thing I saw was her cute tight ass wrapped, and I use the word wrap loosely, in that damned little bikini slipping into the water.

My 18 year old hormones were going snake shit, and I had a hard-on remembering what she looked like standing there. A little voice in my head was yelling at me, “Stop that shit you asshole, she’s your cousin.” But there was also another small voice saying, “Who gives a shit, grab her.”

I sat there for a moment, more trying to get my cock to go down so I wouldn’t have to stand up and look like some freak. When she swam over to the edge of the pool coming part way out of the water to fold her arms on the edge, she looked at me and asked, “You coming in or not?”

“Yeah,” I stammered back, “I’ll be right in, I just wanted to finish this soda.”

I took off my T-shirt and walked over to dive in to the pool myself. Luckily the water was still cool as it was only early summer and helped my hard-on go back down.

We swam around in the pool for a while playing grab-ass like normal having got over my original shock and got used to seeing her dressed like she was. Finally she said, “I think I’m going to catch some sun for a bit, you done yet?”

“Yeah, I’ll join you.” I replied back to her and we both swam back to side of the pool where the chairs were.

I reached the side first and levered myself up and out of the pool. As I stood up Traci asked me, “Could you give me a hand up Mark?”

“Sure, not a problem.” I said turning around to reach down for her hands and helped her out of the pool.

I sat down in my chair and watched her towel herself off. The I noticed that her top had slipped down slightly from me pulling her out so I could just see part of her nipple on one breast peeking over the top.

“Uh, Traci” I stammered.

She looked over at me smiling and said, “What’s the matter?”

“You may want to think of pulling your top up a bit, your showing more than I think you intend too.” I said.

She looked down at her breasts and saw what I meant. Giggling a little, she smiled and threw those damn dimples at me quickly, said, “I see what you mean.”

Then she gave me another shock, catching her bottom lip in her teeth, she put her hand inside the top, cupping her breast and slipped up the top back in place.

She posed again smiling at me and said, “All better?”

“Yeah, all better.” I gulped. Meanwhile in my head the voices are still yelling at me to stop thinking like I was. Only this time the little voice that said go for it was just a bit louder.

We laid there just taking in the sun relaxing, and talking about things like we normally do.

Finally, Traci turned to me and said, “I’m baking here, you want to go back in the pool for a while before dinner?”

“Sure, why not?” I agreed. “Let’s go.”

We both jumped back into the pool and starting just swimming around goofing off. Then Traci got out and said, “I’ll be right back.”

“Ok, I’ll be here.” I said while just floating around laying on one of those blowup mattresses.

As I laid there soaking in the sun I heard the screen door to the house shut and in a little bit it shut again. I heard Traci open and close the gate that’s around the pool, not really paying much attention. The I heard a splash and the mattress bobbed some from the wave.

Then I heard Traci say, “You look way to comfortable there.” And the next thing I know she flips the mattress over rolling me into the pool.

“Now you look better,” she giggled.

I came up out of the water coughing out some water looking for her. Seeing her at the other end of the pool I said to her smiling, “You are such a brat, paybacks hell you know.”

She laughed and smiled, then stuck her tongue out at me and said, “You can’t catch me.” In a sing-song childish voice.

“Oh yes I can. I sing-songed right back at her. I then started swimming for her, chasing her around the pool.

I finally caught her and dunked her. She came up sputtering and laughing. She jumped at me and flung her arms around my neck kissing me on the cheek. Then she wrapped her legs around my waist so that her crotch was rubbing against my crotch.

Her face was close to mine and she suddenly kissed me full on the lips, her grip around my crotch and neck grew harder as she leaned in to kiss me.

My cock jumped and swelled instantly into hardness as I felt her pussy rub up against my cock. I didn’t know what to do or say. I did however return her kiss.

She pulled back and smiled shyly at me with those damn dimples of hers and said, “So, do you really like my new suit? Or were you just being polite?”

As she asked, her pussy ground on my cock, making me so hard I thought it would burst through my suit.

As I tried to stammer out a response, she ground herself against me again and said, kaçak iddaa “This hard lump I feel rubbing against me makes me think you like it.” She giggled.

“Uh, hard lump?” I stuttered, “What hard lump?” I really didn’t know what or should I be saying at this moment.

“This one.” she said smiling, reaching down and giving my cock a squeeze.

“Traci,” I gasped out, “please don’t.” “We’re cousins damn-it, we can’t do this.”

“It wouldn’t be right.”

Right know my head was swimming, as much as I told her we couldn’t, I wanted her hand back on my cock. I wanted her lips back on mine. I wanted her never to remove her beautiful hard body from mine. The voice that said, “Go for it.” Is screaming in my head.

Did you ever see the movie “Animal House?” Where the guy has the drunk girl in bed, passed out? That was what was going on in my mind at the moment. I’ve got one voice saying “You can’t do this” in one ear and another voice in the other saying, “Fuck her, fuck her brains out.”

She looked at me with her head slightly tilted to one side, still wrapped around me and said, “Are you sure? Really sure? This may be the last time I get the courage up to do this again.”

As much as wanted to let this go further, the “This isn’t right” voice won out.

“Yes Traci, I’m sure,” I replied back to her softly, “You can’t even begin to imagine how much I want to, but we can’t. I love you more than you’ll ever begin to know, but no, we can’t do this, it just wouldn’t be right.”

She sighed, ground her pussy slowly against my cock one more time and kissed me again, this time slipping her tongue between my lips. She released me from the death grip with her legs had around my waist and stood up letting her arms slip from around my neck until just her hands remained.

Slowly massaging my neck she said, “I know it’s wrong. But I just had to try.”

“I’ve been planning this for weeks and I just got my nerve up last night when I went shopping and saw this suit. I said if anything might give me a better chance, it would.” “I knew you probably wouldn’t go for it, but I had to try.”

She kissed me softly, “I wanted my first time to be with someone I love and who loves me. I couldn’t think of anyone but you.”

As I stood there with her hands on my neck, I noticed small tears running from her eyes. I reached up and wiped first one eye then the other. Then I slowly, lightly ran my hand down the side of her face, over her breast and down her bare stomach and ran my hand lightly over her bikini covered pussy, feeling her shudder when I did.

I let my hand rest on her bottom and pulled her to me. I kissed her lightly on the lips and said, “You know I haven’t been with anyone yet either, and if you were the first that would be fantastic. I love you and I’ve had a crush on you for years” “I really wish we could, but we just can’t.”

From that day forward, things changed slightly between us, both of us got involved with someone and that day was never mentioned again. That’s not to say I forgot about it, and I used the memory of that day for many masturbation sessions. However, I also, judged other girls I got involved with against Traci. Not many came up to her level.

Jump to the present.

Traci moved to California when she went to college there and decided to stay because she liked California so much when she graduated. I went into the military when I graduated high school. Once I got out, I putzed around a bit doing this and that to make ends meet until I got the job offer from a friend from my military days to work for this security company he was starting. It was small to begin with but it’s grown as the world has gotten more screwed up and I make a good living doing it. Between my pay, and investments I’ve made on advice from some of the clients I guarded that took a liking to me or that I help out in one way or another I’m comfortable. Not rich or wealthy, but really comfortable. As I have always had real simple tastes and wants, I live well. Especially since I spend so much time away from home because of my job.

Traci and myself have kept in touch mainly by mail, email, and on the phone. She got married a little while back, but personally the guy she married is a loser, or maybe I was just jealous that it wasn’t me.

I had just got back from a job that took longer than normal, so I was a bit beat, but I had off for the next few weeks to relax. I was tired and not just a bit horny, I was a lot horny. When your protecting someone, you can’t just go out to chase women when you please. My love life is ok I guess, due to the people I know and have had contacts with, I do get invited to a lot of parties. I always felt out of place at these things. The women were fine at these parties, but they always seemed to be missing something. I do have some women I date on and off, but nothing permeant, it was more to just to take the edge off.

I made myself dinner and then settled in for a night of cheap action movies, snacks, and beer to kaçak bahis pass the time. Once the movie was over, I decided to take a swim in my pool. I like hanging out in the pool as it just gets dark and the pool lights and the lights around it are coming on. It has a waterfall rock wall kind thing at one end and between the lighting and the sound of the waterfall, It really helps me to relax.

As I laid there on air mattress just floating around the pool, my mind suddenly wandered back to the day when Traci tried to seduce me in her pool and my cock started to harden. There was a slight breeze blowing and it was quiet as my hand reached down to my cock without me realizing what I was doing, I started to lightly stroke my cock threw my suit bringing it to full hardness. As my pool and yard is pretty much secluded and can’t been seen from the neighbors houses or street, I removed my suit and laid there on the mattress naked, and started to jerk off.

Now I have no qualms about jerking off, it’s mine and I figure I can do what I want with it. It may be cliché, but I’ve always agreed with the saying that there’s two types of liars. One is a guy who says he never jerked off and the second is the one that says he going to stop jerking off. It was a simple and enjoyable way to take care of my horniness.

As I laid there stroking my cock, my thoughts drifted back to the day at another pool and my cousin Traci. As I remembered her pussy grinding against my cock and her lips on mine, I shuddered as I could feel the cum building and shooting up and out of the tip of my cock. I shot with enough force that my cum landed on my chest. As I was cumming, I moaned out Traci’s name, imagining that it was her hand stroking me and not mine. I kept slowly stroking my cock milking out the last drops of cum as my body stopped shuddering.

When I couldn’t milk another drop of cum out, I rolled over into the water and swam over to the edge of the pool and pulled myself out of the pool. As I dried off, I could see in my mind’s eye, Traci standing there in that black string bikini posing for me.

I got a beer out of the fridge and sat down poolside just drinking and relaxing. As I sat there, not really thinking about much, my cell phone rang. I noticed that it was Traci’s number coming up on the caller ID.

This freaked me out a little, considering what I had just done, but I picked up the phone and answered it with the typical “Hi Cuz”

“Hi Mark, do you have a minute to talk?” She asked.

“Traci, for you, I’ve got all the time in the world,” I replied, “What’s up?”

“I just needed to talk to someone,” she said, “and you were always a good listener.”

Something in her voice didn’t sound right to me, I don’t know what it was, but it wasn’t her usual up-beat voice. I was starting to get just a little worried now.

“Traci, I’ll listen to anything you have to say,” I said to her, “Now, what’s wrong?” “And don’t tell me nothing, I know you to well, I can tell your upset about something. Talk to me.”

She suddenly started crying, and sobbing over the phone said, “It’s that cheating lying asshole I’m married to, or should I say was married to.”

I said a few choice curses and said to her, “Tell it all to me, get it off your chest.”

I knew this guy was a loser from the start, but this was not the time to say “I told you so.” So I kept my mouth shut and let her talk.

Still sobbing a bit she gave me the run-down on what happen. She found out that he was cheating on her and blowing all the money in their account on this slut.

“Once I found out what he was doing,” she continued, “I threw him out and I’ll be filling for a divorce.”

I said a few more choice comments about this asshole and told her maybe I should come out there and take care of him for her. That way she could at least collect the insurance. I was so fucking angry, I was shaking, I wanted to beat this guy until he couldn’t move ever again without the help of a walker. This asshole had hurt my Traci.

I got my temper under control and asked, “What can I do to help hon?”

“I think I’ve got everything under control right now”, She said, “It was just good to talk to you about it.”

“I wish I could come and see, talk to you in person,” she continued, “It always made me feel better when I had a problem and you would just put your arm around me until I calmed down and help find a solution.”

“But, since that bastard spent all our money on that slut, I’m pretty much broke right know, so I can’t, ” she sighed.

“That’s not a problem either,” I said, “You just let me know when you want to leave and there’ll be a first class ticket with you name on it waiting”

“Oh Mark,” she replied, “You can’t do that, it’s too expensive, I don’t know when I’ll be able to pay you back”

“There is no paying back,” I told her, “I’ll use some of those airline points I got piled up that I’ve never got time to use.”

I laughed, “Shit, I’ve got enough points to go around the world 5 times by now.” “You just let me know the date, and I’ll take care of it.”

“Oh Mark, thank you so much,” She continued, some of the tension out of her voice. “Would day after tomorrow be too soon?”