Chapter 2

"So how was your first day at work?" Charles' mother asked excitedly as he came back home in the afternoon.
"It was fine, mum," Charles answered.
"Just fine?" Charlie's dad asked as he looked up from his newspaper. "I bet it was the dog's bollocks!" he chuckled.
"James!" Charles' mother snapped as she mixed some mashed potatoes with a large wooden spoon.
"Oh come on, dear! Working at that blinkin' castle! For Lady Croft! It must be quite something, Alice," his father continued.
"James! Will you please!" his mother admonished.
"I'm just saying," he said as he went back to his paper.
"Lady Croft?" Charles said the name like it was a question. "That sounds familiar," he said.
"You don't know who Lara Croft is, Charlie?" his mother asked with surprise.
"He doesn't care about such things, Alice," James said as he looked up from his paper again, "He doesn't care about the news or celebrity gossip, but at his age, he should start to at least take notice when it comes to that woman. She's quite a..."
"James!" Alice screeched at him.
"I'm just saying!" he continued. "Those photos the papparazzo snapped a couple months ago of her topless..."
Charlie's ears perked up at this bit of information.
"JAMES!" Alice screeched again, this time throwing the wooden spoon at him.
James gave Alice a dirty look.
"I'll be in the den," he said gruffly as he stormed off with his paper in hand.
"Sorry Charlie, your father just doesn't know when to keep his trap shut," Charlie's mother said. "So, you don't know who Lara Croft is?"
"I think I may have heard something about her, but I'm not sure. I think I saw a story about her in the newspaper once," Charles said as his brow furrowed with concentration.
His father piped up from the den.
"He doesn't read newspapers," he said.
"James, shut up!" Alice yelled. "Yes, she's been in the newspaper many times! She's famous, Charlie! She's like a treasure-hunter or some such thing! Going off on exciting trips around the world on archaeological digs! Attending swanky balls and benefit concerts! Oh, I wish I could live a day in her shoes!"
"Oh yeah," Charlie said, I think I have seen her before, on the telly," he said.
"I wouldn't be surprised. She's something of a local celebrity. Not just local, but I'm sure most of England has heard of her exploits, her generosity and charitable contributions to the museums and such," Alice prattled on.
James yelled from the den again.
"Pay attention boy, at your age you should start to know who the knockouts are!"
"James, don't make me come over there!" Alice yelled back.
"Charlie, just be nice around her and watch your manners. I'm sure she'll give you a generous reward if you do a good job over there. I can't believe it! My boy is working for Lady Croft!" Alice squealed with delight as she grabbed Charlie by the cheeks and planted a kiss on his forehead.
"Mum!" he protested as he pulled away from her.
Charles bounded up the steps to his room and closed the door. There was no lock on it, and he regretted his parents' lack of respect for his privacy, but he learned to listen for the creaking of the stairs whenever his parents made their way up to his room. He flicked on his computer, disabling the cheap nanny software that his parents thought would keep him from the more objectionable content on the internet, and he quickly typed in a search for Lara Croft. A number of news articles came up, mentioning all the things his mother had said about his new employer. He clicked on some of them and was amazed at what an exciting life Lara seemed to lead. What really got his attention, however, were the photos. She was a vision of beauty in every one of them. Even in the couple of snaps of her in a dusty archaological dig, she looked stunning, but she really shone in the stylish photos taken at some swanky events. Her long brown hair done up in a fancy braid or bun, wearing some long, slinky gowns that showed off her amazing figure, her cleavage always prominently on display.
He tried another search for "Lara Croft topless" and was greeted by a small collection of a few small, grainy photos, obviously shot with some kind of long-distance lens. He recognized the scenery as being Lara's own pool area, and he felt his cock swell as he realized that she had walked around the pool, the very one he was maintaining, with her tits out! He was a little disappointed at the quality of the photos, but there was no mistaking their content. Lara's big, beautiful breasts, on full display, her dark nipples visible as she ran her hands through her wet hair.
"Wow," Charles said as he couldn't help but put his hand to his erection.
Then he found another set of photos that made him swell quickly to full erection. They were a set of several photos for some kind of men's magazine. The photos were high quality studio shots of Lara dressed in a provocative ensemble of sheer black stockings, high heels and cleavage-swelling corset. In a couple of shots she even wielded a riding crop with a wicked grin. She teased the camera in a variety of poses, showing off her legs, her tits, and even casting a sultry look over her shoulder with her perfect ass on display in lacy black underwear. Even though he thought of his new employer as a sexy woman, these photos put her on an entirely different level. Charles had to finish himself off in the bathroom, fantasizing about seeing Lara walking around the pool topless and flashing him the sultry gazes he saw in that photo set as she approached him, embracing him warmly as they fell on to a lounge chair for a sizzling romp under the hot sun.

A couple of days later Charles was back at work at the Croft manor again. It was mid-morning of a beautiful summer day and Charles had just finished gathering up all the leaves, bugs, and other dirt that had filled the pool. He wiped his brow and decided to take a break.
He made his way to the doors leading to the pool deck and stepped inside, passing by the closet where he accessed all of the pool accessories for his work. He stopped for a moment, trying to think back to Lara's tour of the mansion as he tried to recall where the kitchen was so he could find himself something to drink. She said he could help himself whenever he felt like it, and at the moment he was sweltering from the heat outside and needed something cold to refresh him. He wandered around, seeing some of the familiar sights she had shown him.
The mansion seemed cavernous. There was stone everywhere, with wide, tall hallways and ornately decorated rooms. Charles peeked into the rooms with open doors just to see what was inside and was astounded at how wealthy Miss Croft must be. Her home seemed more like a castle than anything else. He had seen parts of it in photos from the news articles he had seen about the local treasure-hunter, but they didn't do justice to actually walking through the place.
As he walked around and explored, he realized he was only getting more and more lost. He went down a flight of stairs, sure that the kitchen had been one floor below ground, but now he started to panic as he made his way down a couple hallways and still hadn't found anything but some storage rooms. He expected Lara or some employee of hers to find him and accuse him of snooping and having designs on stealing some of her priceless possessions.
Suddenly he heard a noise echo down the hall. It sounded like a human voice. A grunt or groan? Charles walked quietly down the hall to investigate. He heard it again, more distinctly. It was a woman's voice, groaning and exhaling as if from exertion. Charles' heart pounded in his chest as he was still afraid of being caught, but he wasn't sure what to make of the noise and felt he had to investigate. He thought that perhaps someone was in distress, from the sound of it.
The groans became louder as he approached an open doorway and he peeked around the heavy oak door.
On the other side, he saw the source of the noise. He saw Lara as she sprinted across a room full of various exercise machines, equipment and obstacles. She lept gracefully over a pommel horse and vaulted herself up onto an overhanging bar. She swung, kicked her legs up and pulled herself over the top of the bar in a full circle, then dropped below. The muscles in her arms flexed as she swung out again and kicked, letting go of the bar and dropping to the floor below in a graceful dismount. She grunted as she hit the floor, then stood up and walked over to a bench where she grabbed a towel and wiped her face.
Charles merely watched with wide-eyed wonder at the athletic ability of this beautiful woman. She seemed like such a pretty young woman, coddled in her riches, that he never would have guessed that she seemed to have the strength and ability of a world-class gymnast. It made sense though, he thought, as he admired her statuesque physique. She was wearing a one-piece swimsuit, teal-colored, that hugged her body tightly. The boots on her feet looked heavy and sturdy, which made her athletic display even more impressive as he wondered how she could run and jump and kick her legs as easily as he had just seen. Her hair was tied back in the long braid he had seen on her yesterday, and as she reached for the towel, he saw that she was wearing a pair of black fingerless gloves, which probably helped her grip the bar as she performed her gymnastic swing. Her legs were long and toned, gleaming with sweat, as was the rest of her body, and as she walked over to the bench, she was turned away from Charles. Charles watched Lara's ass as she leaned over to pick up the towel and saw the beautiful roundness of her cheeks as her swimsuit had obviously rode up between them during her workout. Her body looked as flawless in real life as it did in the photos he had gathered on his computer. Lara's hands dropped down to her ass as she plucked at the edges of her swimsuit to pull the material back over her buttocks. She took a long drink of water and exhaled loud and long as she wiped her brow again. She suddenly turned and Lara spotted Charles in the doorway. Her eyes grew wide as she appeared startled.
"What are you doing here?" she barked out.
"I-I'm s-sorry miss! I was j-just," Charles stuttered. "I was looking f-for," he said as he backed away from the door and out of sight.
"Charles! Come back here!" Lara called after him.
Charles came back to the door and met Lara in the doorway. She had modestly wrapped her towel around her waist.
"I-I'm sorry, Miss Croft, I," Charles started.
"No, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to snap at you! You just surprised me, and I suppose I was a little on edge. Probably the adrenaline from the workout and all," she said as she placed her hand on Charles' shoulder.
"You can come in, if you like," she said, standing aside.
"Alright," Charles said as he stepped into Lara's workout room. Truth be told, he was scared and just wanted to run back out to the pool, but he was even more afraid of disobeying or offending his new employer in any way, so he would have agreed with anything Lara suggested.
"I'm just not used to having anyone down here with me," she said. "You startled me a bit. I didn't even hear you coming, which is unusual for me. I've usually got a sharp ear," she said as she walked him to the bench and motioned for him to sit down. She sat down beside him. "So what brings you down here? You must be lost," Lara said as she wiped her brow with the back of her hand. She hadn't started cooling down yet.
Sitting right beside her, Charles could smell her scent. The smell of her sweaty body seemed to mingle a bit with a light flowery scent, probably from her shampooed hair, and Charles found it wonderfully intoxicating.
"I was just looking for the kitchen," Charles explained. "I wanted to get a drink, because it's so hot outside."
"Well, you definitely took a wrong turn. Would you like some of my water," Lara said as she offered him her bottle.
"Thanks," Charles said as he looked up at her smiling face. She was stunning, even with the tangled sweaty locks of hair sticking to her face. Normally he would have turned down an offer of someone else's bottle of water due to a fear of germs, but he didn't dare turn down Lara, for fear of offending her. He took a couple swigs and it immediately satisfied his thirst and calmed him down.
"Can you pass me my shorts," Lara said, pointing to the small pile of brown fabric on the bench beside him.
Charles picked it up and handed it to Lara. She thanked him and stood up, pausing for a moment with her hand on the towel around her waist.
"Well, I was going to say 'no peeking,' but I suppose you'll eventually see me by the pool in an outfit like this, or less," Lara said with a smirk as she tugged off the towel and sat back down on the bench as she pulled on her shorts. Charles glanced sideways at Lara as he took another drink from her bottle, admiring her hips exposed by her high-cut swimsuit, and the slight swell of her pussy hidden by the skimpy fabric. She had a little bit of difficulty getting her shorts over her boots, but eventually slipped them past her ankles, then stood up again. Charles gaped in awe as she wiggled her hips in a provocative fashion, pulling her shorts snugly over the supple curve of her ass, flesh swelling over the waistband until she finally won the battle and buttoned up.
"You haven't come swimming yet," Charles said, his mouth suddenly feeling dry as he went for another gulp of water.
"I will. I did hire you for a reason, you know!" Lara said, flashing him her infectious smile. "And one of those reasons was not to go around my home spying on me!"
"I'm sorry, I told you I was just," Charles whined.
"I'm just pulling your leg, silly!" she said as she ruffled Charles' hair. "Really, I'm sort of used to men ogling me." She paused for a moment as she looked at Charles curiously in the eyes. "Hmm, not so much from boys, but I suppose you are all alike, hmm?" she said with a sly smile. "You like girls, Charlie?" she asked.
"Yeah," Charles said quietly.
"That's good," she said encouragingly. "Just be careful about who you go spying on. I'm not much of a worrywart, so I'll let you off easily this time," she said, giving him a playful punch on the shoulder.
Charles only smirked in response as he glanced away, his eyes catching a glimpse of sweat-glistened cleavage in the neck of her teal swimsuit, and then a glance down her long, shapely legs.
Lara noticed his glance and she looked down at her own breasts for a moment as if to admire for herself what he had just enjoyed. She shook her head slightly and smiled, glancing over at Charles for a moment as he contemplated a spot on the floor.
"Boys will be boys," she thought to herself as she suddenly felt the satisfying feeling of being admired, even if it was from a young lad like Charles. If he had been older, she might have called him on his ogling and berated him, but her first impressions of him were that he was quite shy and vulnerable. She simply took his minor indiscretions with a grain of salt, and thought to herself that perhaps the next time she catches him spying, she won't snap at him like she did today. She had to admit that even with a young lad like Charlie, she still felt giddy knowing that her looks attracted attention. No woman could ever grow tired of such a compliment.
"Hmm, no harm done," she thought to herself, as she got up to show him the way to the kitchen. She eyed him a little suspiciously as he told her 'ladies first,' and was sure that as she looked back at him over her shoulder she had caught him ogling her bum.

(continued in Chapter 3)

Chapter 3

Charles rode his bicycle up to the mansion around ten in the morning, having to wait for Winston to buzz him in through the gates. Except for his very first day of work when the butler had been out, he had to go through this annoying ritual of waiting to be let in. Winston had told him that he would eventually get his own key card so that he could let himself in, but it was taking some time to get a copy made.
After waiting a couple of minutes and finally getting an answer and being let through, Charles rode his bike right up past the front of the mansion, down the side towards the pool area. As he rode along the grass, he realized that that side of the pool was the view that had been taken in those scandalous paparazzi photos a few weeks ago. As he rode by, he looked out across the estate to see if he could see where they were taken. He saw the road curling far off in the distance in that direction, and realized that's where the photographer must have been, but as he looked at the pool area he saw a grove of trees that would have made the shots impossible. He looked puzzled for a moment, until he noticed the earth around the trees was mostly bare with just a light scattering of new grass, and realized they must have been transplanted there recently after the incident. It gave Charlie hope, as he wondered if her renewed privacy would encourage Lara to go about topless again.

"It just makes me uncomfortable, Winston," Lara said.
"There's no reason to feel that way Miss Croft. It's just a simple exercise. If he mentions anything, we can feel more at ease. If not, it wouldn't be unexpected for someone his age. Just a reason to keep a closer eye on him, nothing more," Winston explained.
"He's just a boy," Lara said worriedly. "He's harmless!"
"Maybe so, but you know that everything I do is for your own good. I would think that by now you'd know that," Winston said.
"I know," Lara said in a defeated tone.
"Now speaking of your own good... have you thought about developing that social life yet?"
"Oh please, Winston! You know I'm far too busy to think about that right now," Lara said with a little frustration in her voice.
"Not too busy to spend time working out, or lounging around the pool or studying old writings, it seems," Winston said.
"Those are things I do for myself. If I want to work out to improve my fitness and my looks, that's up to me. If I want to lounge around to de-stress from nagging butlers, that's my choice as well," she said, rolling her eyes at her long-time servant.
Winston regarded Lara for a long moment. She started to feel a bit uncomfortable and was about to speak until Winston spoke up.
"Do you know that little event you once mentioned you wanted plan, the one you wanted to hold in order to make some connections with professionals in your realm of expertise?" Winston said.
"Yes... " Lara said with suspicion in her voice. "What about it?"
"I've arranged it for this Friday."
"Winston!"
"And it's not a business gathering, it's a formal dinner party," Winston continued.
"Winston!" Lara protested. "I can't-"
"Everything is taken care of, the invitations have already been sent and replied to. You should prepare a flattering outfit appropriate for a formal social gathering. A number of young aides affiliated with your university connections will be present," Winston said with a tone of finality, not even waiting to hear Lara's protests as he turned on his heels and walked away.
Lara was left standing with her hands on her hips, mouth open in shock and completely unable to respond. Her blood boiled and she decided now would be a good time to relieve her stress with a quick swim.
Lara went to her bedroom and stepped into her walk-in closet, rummaging through the corner where she kept her swimwear. She pulled out her favorite little white bikini, then paused as she realized today was one of Charlie's work days. She buzzed Winston on the intercom system.
"Charlie is supposed to be working today, is that right?"
"Yes, Miss Croft, I let him in this morning. He should be at the pool now. Is something wrong?"
"No, not at all. I was just wondering," Lara said, throwing the little white bikini on her dresser.
"Will that be all?"
"Yes. No, wait... were you going to give him that little test today?" Lara asked with concern in her voice.
"Yes, I was planning on it," Winston replied.
"Alright. Just don't make a fuss, whatever happens. He has such a timid nature. I don't want him to feel anxious about coming to work," Lara said.
"Of course not, Miss Croft," Winston said.
"Thank you."
Lara went back into her closet and pulled out a one-piece swimsuit, black and much more modest than the tiny thing she had almost set her mind on.
"I can't believe I nearly walked out in that," she spoke to herself, casting a glance at the white bikini on the dresser as she undressed. "As if he needed any more reason to ogle me," Lara said with a smile as she looked over her naked form in a full-length mirror, turning to admire herself from various angles before slipping on the swimsuit and heading outside with a towel.

Charles was walking around with a hose, spraying some water on the lounge chairs and scrubbing them with a soapy sponge to clean off the dirt and stains left over from reclining oiled bodies. From the corner of his eye, the opening of the doors to the pool area caught his attention and he felt his breath catch in his throat as he saw Lara walking out onto the deck for the first time. She was wearing sunglasses and a tight-fitting black swimming costume, her hair pulled back in a ponytail and a towel draped over her arm.
"Good morning, Charlie!" Lara said with a cheery smile.
"Good morning Miss Croft!" Charlie said, his face beaming with a wide smile and blushing a little bit.
Lara giggled a bit as she watched his happy, red-faced expression and noticed his quick little glances up and down her body. Once again, she felt the little thrill of admiration warm over her and she was glad she had decided to come out to the pool today.
"You've been doing a wonderful job, Charlie!" Lara said as she patted him on the shoulder.
Charlie felt goosebumps as her hand lightly tapped him and her fingers caressed gently down his arm before pulling away.
"Thank you," he said, grinning sheepishly.
Lara looked around for a place to sit, but all the seats were wet.
"It looks like there's not a dry seat anywhere," Lara said, setting her towel and sunglasses down on a table.
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Charlie said with a look of unease.
"Don't worry! I really came out for a swim anyway."
"This will be the first time you use the pool since I've been working here, Miss Croft," Charles said with a smile.
"Right you are! Thank you for taking such good care of it," Lara said. "You know, you're free to use the pool yourself if you like."
"No, I'm not very keen on swimming," Charlie said, his smile fading.
"You don't like swimming? That's odd. I thought all kids liked to go for a swim and splash around," Lara said as she walked to the edge of her pool and dipped her foot in the water.
"I've just never really enjoyed swimming," Charles said as he turned his attention back to the dirty deck furniture he was spraying.
"Oh, come now, I don't believe it!" Lara said, turning back towards him with a skeptical look on her face. "What's wrong? Don't you know how to swim?"
"Yes, of course," Charles said quietly.
"That didn't sound very convincing," Lara said with a smirk. "What if I were to... throw you in the pool? Would you be able to keep your head above water?" She said, her smirk becoming more mischievous.
"I would!" Charles said, almost with a shout.
"Well then," Lara said, striking a pose with her hands on her hips. "You won't mind if verify that claim, will you?"
"What?" Charles said, looking worried.
Lara took a couple of strides in Charlie's direction and he suddenly looked very worried.
"No! What are you doing?" Charlie said.
"Why, I'm going to throw you in the pool, my dear!" Lara said, moving quickly towards him.
"No!" Charles said as he suddenly pointed the hose in Lara's direction, stopping her in her tracks. "I'll turn the hose on you! I will!" he threatened.
"Oh, really? I don't think you'd dare to-" Lara said, moving slowly towards him again.
"No!" Charlie yelled as he squeezed the trigger of the hose and sprayed a burst of water at Lara, wetting her with a wide spray from her face and across most of her body.
"Oh!" Lara gasped in shock as the cold spray shocked her. She never would have guessed that the meek little boy she knew would have the courage to actually do that to her. "Why you little... " she exclaimed, moving towards him again.
"Ah!" Charles squealed with laughter as he let loose another spray of water, aiming for Lara's face. He drenched her thoroughly, as she tried to dodge his aim, leaving her sputtering and turning away. "I-I'm sorry!" Charles said immediately as she turned back to glare at him menacingly.
"You've really cocked it up now, boy," Lara said, gasping for breath. Her heart was thumping in her chest as she stood there, sputtering and dripping with ice-cold water.
Charles' heart was also thumping hard as he realized what he had just done and feared for his job, if not his very life. Lara wiped her face and stroked a few wet locks of hair back on her head, standing with her hands on her hips again, while Charlie kept the hose trained on her. Her chest heaved and Charlie's gaze was drawn to her chest as her large tits glistened in the shiny wet fabric of her black swimsuit, her chilled nipples protruding noticeably after her cold soaking. Lara noted his gaze and shook her head. He wasn't very good at stolen glances.
"Like what you see?" Lara asked with a tone of annoyance.
"Huh? What?" Charles replied with a grunt.
"These," Lara said as she cupped her large breasts in her hands to emphasize what she was referring to. "Do you like what you see?"
Charlie's mouth opened to say something, but no sound left his lips as his gaze was drawn to Lara's wet cleavage swelling out from her swimsuit as she gently lifted her breasts.
"Never mind," Lara said as she turned and made her way around the pool deck, walking away from Charles. "I'll get you back later. I may as well go for my swim now, seeing as how you've drenched me with that freezing cold water!" Lara said.
"I-I'm sorry, Miss Croft! I-" Charles started to say.
Lara suddenly bent down and grabbed at the length of hose that trailed along the deck, whipping the end of it right out of Charles' hand and pulling it away from him.
"Now," Lara said, her mischievous smirk returning to her face, "you are going to pay for that!" she said as she sprinted towards the boy.
"Ah! Noooo!" Charles squealed as he turned to run away.
Lara laughed as she chased after him. Charlie took refuge behind a table, as Lara took her position on the other side, ready to scramble around it.
"I'm s-sorry!" Charles yelled, his voice half-laughing and half-trembling in fear.
Lara grabbed the edge of the table and overturned it, casting it aside. The look on Charles' face was priceless, she thought, as he gaped at her, realizing he was about to get thrown in the pool. Lara lunged forward and grabbed him by the arms, dragging him across the pool deck while he struggled against her.
"No! No!" he yelled incessantly.
"Yes, it's only fair!" Lara said. "You drenched me. Now I get my revenge!"
"B-but you were going to throw me in first!" Charles' pleaded.
As they struggled with each other, Lara pulled him closer and closer to the pool's edge. Somehow Charles managed to get his feet tangled in behind Lara's, tripping her. They both fell in a heap, Charles landing on top of Lara, his face falling squarely into Lara's wet, yielding breasts.
"Oh!" Lara gasped as she had some of the wind knocked out of her and felt her breasts cushioning the weight of Charlie's head as they fell to the deck. "You little bugger!" she exclaimed as he lifted himself off of her with a look of shock on his reddening face.
"I-I'm sorry!" he said, unable to look her in the eyes as he lifted himself off of her.
Lara grabbed him by the shoulders and threw him to the side, rolling herself over and swinging her long leg over him, reversing their position as she now straddled him.
"You should be sorry," Lara said, as she pinned him down by the shoulders.
Lara's heavy tits hung below her, attracting her young employee's gaze once more, as he was able to see right down her cleavage.
"You cheeky little pervert! I've noticed you can't seem to keep your eyes off of them," Lara said with a playful laugh.
"I-I-m-"
"Sorry, right?" Lara said, finishing his oft-repeated phrase.
Lara released her grip on Charlie's shoulders, sitting up on her knees and putting an arm across her breasts to deny him any more ogling. She sat back on him with her ass to keep him pinned down, but as she did, she suddenly felt that she wasn't sitting across his stomach, but his hips. She felt a firm nub of pressure beneath her as she settled down on him. Charles gasped and his whole body tensed. She felt the crook of her ass filled with the hard length of the erection in his shorts and she quickly lifted herself back off of him.
"I-I'm sorry," Lara said with wide eyes as the two stared at each other awkwardly. Now Lara felt her face growing hot with embarrassment.
Suddenly the two of them heard the click of shoes down the pool deck and heard a familiar voice. Winston was approaching the pair and he gave Lara a disappointed little shake of his head as their eyes met.
"I hardly think it's a fair fight against someone much younger who doesn't work out every day like you do, Miss Croft," the butler said.
"I-I didn't mean to," Lara said, flustered as she straddled Charles on her knees, keeping her ass well off of him. She glanced at Charles and took a quick look down at his shorts. The unmistakable lump of his hard cock was very apparent, but her legs straddling either side of his hips were shielding it from Winston's view.
"He deserved it," Lara said nervously. "He was spraying me with the hose."
"Mm-hm," Winston hummed as he eyed her disapprovingly.
Lara wanted to get up, but she couldn't without making the situation even more embarrassing by exposing Charles condition. She had an idea as she moved off of Charles, still shielding his embarrassing condition from Winston, and quickly grabbed him up, slinging him over her shoulder.
"I said I was throwing him in the pool, so in he goes!" she exclaimed.
With that, she walked to the edge of the pool while Charles squealed something unintelligible and jumped in with him.
Lara came up to the surface first, followed by a sputtering Charles. She looked over at Winston, who was now shaking his head disapprovingly at her. Lara's face was still red with embarrassment.
"How much had he seen?" she thought to herself. She knew he couldn't have seen Charles' erection. She thought she could still play it off as innocent playfulness.
Lara looked behind her and saw that Charles was still sputtering and splashing about with his eyes closed. He could barely keep his head above water.
"Hold on Charlie," Lara called out as she swam over to him and grabbed him under the arms, swimming him back to the edge of the pool. He reached out and grabbed the edge, taking deep breaths. Lara climbed out and walked over to Winston.
"Was there something you wanted?" she asked.
"That was very shameful of you, Miss Croft," Winston said quietly as he looked over at Charles. "Treating him like that."
"What do you mean? I-I wasn't-"
"Really, Miss Croft," Winston said, walking away as Lara followed after him.
Charles hung on to the edge of the pool, still too aroused to get out onto the deck, especially after watching Lara's dripping wet body and her gorgeous backside as she walked off with Winston.
Lara and Winston stepped just inside the mansion and continued their conversation.
"How could you do that to a timid young lad like him?" Winston said, wagging a finger at Lara.
Lara stood there dripping, speechless and red-faced as Winston berated her.
"I saw you dragging him along and overpowering him," Winston said. "He seems like a nice boy, but he's very shy. You shouldn't be making him feel even more insecure by doing things like that," Winston said.
"I didn't think there was anything wrong with it," Lara said defiantly. "I was only playing around with him," she said, beginning to get annoyed with her manservant. He was scolding her like a child.
"You mean, asserting your dominance over him! He looks like he could be the runt of a litter, not very strong, and the last thing he needs is for a woman to embarrass him further on that point by overpowering him... and throwing him in the pool!"
"I-" Lara started.
"And then having to save him from drowning! You thoroughly embarrassed him. I could see that by how red-faced he was. You should apologize to him, Miss Croft. We want him to have a good experience working for us. Do you have any idea how he must feel being bested by a woman? No offence to your strength and skill, Miss Croft, but if his mates heard about this they'd be teasing him to no end about how he was beaten by a girl."
"I wasn't trying to belittle him in any way," Lara said, relieved that it didn't seem as though Winston had noticed the embarrassing condition she had provoked in the boy.
"It's his first job. We agreed that it would be a good opportunity to give a young student a wonderful experience. This is supposed to be a character-building experience for the lad, not a blow to his self-esteem. Do you really want this employment to be one of those horrid, demeaning jobs that he looks back on with disdain, complaining to his mates about what a horrible guv he was working for?" Winston asked.
"No, of course not! I just never thought of it that way," Lara said quietly. "I apologize, Winston," Lara said, looking down at the floor. Somehow he was able to make her feel thoroughly embarrassed, even though she was far beyond the age at which a dressing down should make her feel like a little girl being scolded.
"Don't apologize to me! I trust you'll make it up to him somehow," Winston said.
"Yes, I'm sorry. I'll... think things through next time," Lara said.
"I was going to hand the boy his first paycheck and try our little test," Winston said as he pulled an envelope from his breast pocket. "I'll do it later today just before he leaves. Let's hope he doesn't hold your actions against you. Tell him to come see me before he leaves."
Lara looked worried as she looked back out to the pool area and saw Charlie drying himself on the deck.
"Well?" Winston said.
"What? Oh yes... I suppose I should, um, go apologize to him," Lara stuttered.
Winston nodded solemnly and turned away down the hall.
Lara watched Charlie as he hung his wet shirt on the back of a chair and began drying his hair with a towel. She took a deep breath as she stepped back outside and walked towards him. He looked up at her with some trepidation as she approached. Lara smiled warmly to try to help put him at ease. As she walked toward him and looked him over, she thought that Winston was right. Charlie was small, barely over five feet tall and 100 pounds, soaking wet as it were, and she felt so sorry for him as she saw the anxious look on his face, which reddened noticeably as their eyes met. His slim body, supple-looking, but starting to develop some shapely musculature, shivered. His eyes sparkled at her and his towel-tousled hair made him look like some kind of sad but cute, shivering wet puppy. He was adorable, Lara thought, and her feelings of guilt deepened as she considered Winston's words.
"Hi," Lara said.
"Hi," Charlie said, not able to look her in the eyes even though he wanted so desperately to take in the sight of her beautiful face and her wet, swimsuit-clad body.
"I wanted to apologize for all of that," Lara said nervously, shifting on her feet.
"That's fine, Miss Croft," Charlie answered, still looking away as he resumed drying his hair.
There was an awkward silence for a moment.
"I mean apologize for chasing you around and throwing you in the pool. I didn't know you really couldn't swim at all," Lara explained.
"I can!" Charlie protested. "I just... you jumped in with me so suddenly and I couldn't get my bearings for a moment there under the water, and I-I... panicked."
"Really? Because I thought that maybe it-" Lara took a deep breath as she suddenly realized what she was about to say. It wasn't what she had in mind when she decided to try to smooth things over.
"Maybe you shouldn't be working around a pool, Charlie," she said with a look of concern on her face.
"I can swim!" Charlie shouted, looking at her angrily. "I just got caught off guard! With you throwing me around, and then Winston coming and you were..."
"About that," Lara said with a grimace, "I'm sorry too."
"About what?" Charlie asked with feigned ignorance.
"You know, when I sat on you. I'm sorry. I should have been more careful."
"Oh that," Charlie said, looking away, his face reddening once again.
"Please, don't feel bad about it. I mean, it's a normal thing for a boy like you. Completely normal! I shouldn't have sat on you like that. Please accept my apology!"
"Of course Miss Croft," Charlie said quietly. "I couldn't help it. It wasn't my fault!"
"Of course not!" Lara said earnestly. She tried to lighten the mood. "It was all my fault. I know I fill out this swimsuit rather well," she said as she ran her hands down her sides. "In fact, I should think I'd feel rather upset if your willy hadn't greeted me the way it did!" Lara said with a widening smile that broke into laughter.
Charlie grinned and giggled along with her and they both felt the tension ease. After the laughter there was another small moment of awkward silence before Charlie suddenly looked up at Lara.
"You are very pretty," he said quietly with a sweet smile.
Lara felt her heart melt as she sensed his sincerity.
"Oh... thank you Charlie!" she said as she leaned in toward him and gave him a hug.
It wasn't much of a hug. It was barely an embrace, but in the brief moment that her arms encircled him, her cheek brushed against his, and her large breasts gently pressed against his bare chest, Charlie felt a prickly shiver run through his whole body. Lara moved away from him and looked at him seriously again.
"Are you sure you can swim?" she asked.
"Yes! Well, I may not be the best swimmer, but I can get along fine, as long as I'm not being thrown in upside down and sideways!"
"Show me," Lara said, "I want to make sure I don't come along one day and find you floating in my pool!"

With that, Charlie turned towards the pool and leaped in. It took a moment for him to tread comfortably, and he had to stop to wipe the water from his eyes, but then he was moving slowly along until he reached the other side. He could swim, but barely.
"Not bad," Lara said with a smile, "but you could use a few lessons!"
Lara ran a few strides and dove gracefully into the water, swimming under the surface until she popped up beside Charlie and clung against the edge beside him.
"Let's do some laps. I'll give you some tips," she said with a smile.
Charlie smiled back at her as he thought about what a kind woman she seemed to be, before they pushed off and swam around in the pool. Lara gave him some good advice on his form in the water, and on breathing properly. Charlie was eager to learn and they spent a lovely time in the pool, laughing and playing around. Lara even let him get the better of her once, as he got his revenge by unexpectedly pushing her into the pool.
After a good bit of playful exuberance, she got out of the pool and made her way back inside the mansion.
"Oh, by the way, Charlie... please see Winston before you leave today, alright?" Lara said.
Charlie sensed something suspicious in her voice, but he didn't know what to make of it. He simply agreed and Lara went back inside. She felt a little better about her young charge. He was a sweet lad, and she had to admit that she hadn't had so much fun in ages. Between Winston giving her a scolding and playing with Charlie, she was experiencing old feelings that she hadn't felt since she was a young girl. Lara rather enjoyed her time with Charlie. He made her feel young and invigorated, and she was suddenly struck with the urge to expend her new-found energy in her training room.
Charles also felt a kind of inspiring energy within him as he watched his employer walk away. He gazed at the hypnotic sway of Lara's sleek body as she left the pool area, and hoped she would come back soon. He smiled as he went about tidying up where he had left off, thinking about the wonderful, kind, beautiful and sexy woman named Lara Croft.

(continued in Chapter 4)

Oh dear god, thank you so much for coming back. This was the one story that I thought I'd never see again. You made my night, possibly my weekend.

Oh wow, more soon, please!

Brilliant!

I like a good build-up, and this is a very good build-up. More!

Do you know when you'll get the next part up?

More?

I think that I might have the next part in a couple of days. Thank you to everyone who responded with nice comments!

This is good.

Most excellent old chap, do continue.

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>>758
If I send you cookies and milk will that get this written quicker?

Moar my good sir.

sooo good needs MOAR

Sorry guys, I couldn't find the time to do any writing. Maybe in another day or two? The story may come slowly and there is a heck of a lot of tease, but I promise that there will be some great payoffs written in loving detail.

>>991
At least you're trying. Don't rush it.

Page 3?
What blasphemy is this?

http://www.escapistmagazine.com/videos/view/zero-punctuation/502-Tomb-Raider-Underworld

How is this coming along? Not trying to sound impatient just don't want this to turn into one of those stories where the author starts it then gets bored and moves on.

>>1174
Sorry, it is coming along. I've written some of the story out of order. I've actually already written scenes from some of the other chapters, while this next chapter I had hardly written any of it, although I knew what scenario and what kind of progression I wanted to see in it. After this chapter is done, some of the others should come more easily because they've already had some of them written and what's not written I know what I want to put in them. You don't have to worry about this story being abandoned. There are a number of scenarios that I want to share and I even have the final vignette for the conclusion already written, so this story will be completed.
Just to whet your appetites, I can tell you that very soon there will be some nude sunbathing, and Charlie will be getting some great hands-on experience at his job. ;)
Further along, I've been mulling over introducing the character Jacqueline Natla in a scenario for a future chapter, but I'd like to include her in a way that would be considered consistent with the timeline of the original game. It would be regarded as a scene in between the game events that we didn't see. I've always thought Lara Croft was a sexy character, but I've never actually played much of the games, and I don't know the story behind the original game. If anyone who has played the original game can tell me how Natla was introduced into the story and anything else about the timelines of how they first met or any references to their communications or meetings with each other it would help me incorporate the scene better. I've looked online but I haven't found anything like a script to the game that described the sequence of their interactions.

>>1094
This was very funny! Thanks for posting it!

bump to show there is still someone out there waiting for an update

20 days! I'm starting to think you're being a cocktease.

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preserving.

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You are an evil man, Buttons.

EVIL!

PLEASE! WE NEED THIS!

I'm so sorry I left you guys hanging like this! RL got in the way, but I believe I'll have some time this week so you should start seeing some new chapters soon.

Generally speaking requests are shit, but regardless I humbly inquire about possible DP?GG bro, keep it coming

I really want to see a continuation of this.

So heres a free bump.

I'm going to spontaneously combust if I don't see the end of this...

bump. need moar.

Very nice so far. Let's see the next couple of chapters.

I don't think op is planning on continuing this.

Don't lose faith yet, Anon.

Moar! For the love of all that is good and pure in this world, moar!

Buttons. do not taunt our wrath.

Please just post what you have I'm dying here!!!!

It's almost been a month, you gigantic tit.

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Oh no, it can't end there! Please! This is weel written, has awesome plot progression... and Lara Croft! Please write and post more!

Fuck, I'm gonna be blueballed forever if this isn't continued. ;_;

OP deserves to be brutally raped for not continuing this.

>>1934
I meant "well". I really hope this story gets continued, because it's one of the hottest /elit/s I've read, especially because of the massive buildup, and the good writing.

Keep on truckin'.

Sorry again for the long wait, but I will say again that this story WILL be finished. It's going to be quite long though, with a number of interesting scenes along the way. I'll also ask again for any help anyone can give me as I outlined in message >>1189


Chapter 4

Alice walked into the doorway of the den and looked at James angrily.
"There's a bloody rain-forest growing in back of the house, James! Were you planning on ever doing anything about it?" she asked.
Alice's husband dropped his newspaper to his lap and sighed loudly, rubbing his eyes.
"What did you pop out two little buggers for, if not to do some chores around the house?"
"Both Emily and Charlie are working this summer!" Alice said with a raised voice.
"And I don't work? Leave me alone! Give Charlie something to do! He only works 2 or 3 days a week! If you can even call it work!" James said, unfolding his newspaper again. "Fussing around a pool for half the day is hardly back-breaking! Especially if it comes with perks like a topless beauty wandering about every now and then! Haha!" He said, giggling to himself.
"Oh shut it, you old pervert!" Alice said, approaching James.
"I'm just saying, if there was ever a chance of seeing that Croft woman jiggling about around the pool, I'd never complain about work!" James said with a smile.
"Why do you have to say things like that, you wretched, gutter-brained swine!" Alice said, slapping James on the shoulder as she sat down beside him.
"Maybe Charlie wouldn't mind trading with me. He can go to work at my factory and I can go to work on Lady Croft's..." James started, but was cut short by another slap on the shoulder, "... pool! I was only going to say pool!"
"I'm sure you were! It's a good thing Charlie doesn't take after you with that foul mouth of yours!" Alice said.
"I just say what's on my mind. Isn't my honesty one of the reasons you fell for me, love?" James asked, looking at Alice with a smile.
"Sure it is, but I didn't fall for all the dirty thoughts in that thick head of yours!" Alice said as she picked up the remote control and turned on the television.
"Oh, that's not how I remember it!" James said with a big smile, putting down his paper. "You loved it when I talked dirty to you, dear. I like to think it's what got me into your knickers, you filthy little trollop!" James said, leaning in for a kiss.
Alice slapped him on the shoulder again and growled at him angrily, then broke into a smile as she allowed him to lean in for a peck on the cheek.
"Ewww!" Emily said in a mocking tone as she walked in on her parents.
"Em, I thought you were working today!" Alice said.
"No, I've got a day off today," Emily said. "Is Charlie working today?"
"Well, I don't know if I'd call it work, but he is at the Croft lady's mansion," James said.
"Hey, I do pool maintenance at the community center you know? It can be harder than you think," Emily said, sounding a tad annoyed.
"Maybe so, but if I was working for that woman..." James lowered his voice as he turned towards Alice, "... the only hard thing around that pool-"
Alice slapped James across his chest as she growled at him angrily, then smirked as James broke into a wicked grin.
"Oh dear God, you two are the worst!" Emily said as she slapped her hand against her forehead in dramatic fashion.
"Shouldn't you be going out with your friends or something like that, Em?" her father asked.
Emily just gave him a tired look and turned away, walking up the stairs to her room.
"You're incorrigible, James!"
"Ah, just the way you like me, isn't it?"
"I do NOT like you that way!" Alice said, pouting as she grabbed the remote control and began flipping through the channels. James watched her, smiling, and after a few channels Alice couldn't help but smile back at him.
"Behave yourself you dirty old man!" Alice said as she snuggled up closer to her husband as they watched the telly together.

Charlie finished rinsing off the last deck chair and splashed some water on his face to cool himself off. After toweling himself dry, he looked around, satisfied with his work, and headed inside to look for Winston. He hoped to run into Miss Croft. Instead he found her servant by the kitchen, fixing himself a sandwich.
"You said I should come see you, sir?" Charlie said.
"Yes, Charles, I've got something for you," Winston said, as he brushed the crumbs from his hands and reached into the pocket of his jacket. He pulled out an envelope.
"Your first week's wages," Winston said, handing the envelope to Charlie. "It is in cash. I hope you find that acceptable."
"That's hunky-dory sir!" Charlie said, taking the envelope with a big smile.
"Ten hours of work at the agreed rate. It should be a nice bit of pocket money for any lad," Winston said, smiling back. "Feel free to count it."
"I'm sure it's fine," Charlie said. "Was that all you wanted to see me about?"
"That's all. Have a good day Charles. I'll see you in a couple of days," Winston said, turning back to his sandwich.
"Thank you sir!" Charlie said as he began to walk away, opening the envelope.
Winston kept an eye on Charles as the boy walked slowly down the hall, peering into the envelope.
Charles stopped and pulled out the wad of cash, flicking through the bills twice over as he counted them. Winston watched as Charlie stood in the middle of the hall for a moment, then watched him count the money again. As Charles turned around, Winston ducked back into the kitchen and looked in the refrigerator for something to drink.
Charles walked back into the kitchen with the wad of cash in his hand.
"Sir, I'm sorry for bothering you, but I think you've paid me too much," Charlie said quietly.
"Really?" winston said, with almost too much surprise in his voice.
"Yes sir. There's an extra twenty pounds here," Charles said, holding a couple of ten pound notes. Winston took all the bills from Charlie's hands and counted them himself.
"You're right, there is an extra twenty pounds in here! That's quite honest of you to say so, Charles," Winston said as he handed all of the bills back to the boy, "but you've worked very hard. Lord knows I wouldn't be able to stand the heat we've been having lately. Please keep the extra twenty. I'm sure Miss Croft wouldn't mind," he said, smiling warmly.
"Really sir?" Charles asked in surprise, seeing Winston nod. "Thank you sir!" Charlie said, beaming as he turned to leave again.
Winston watched him for a moment then called him back once again.
"I almost forgot," Winston said as he reached into another pocket. He pulled out a plastic card. "This is your key card to the gate. It just arrived today. You don't have to buzz for me to let you in anymore. You can just let yourself in now," Winston said, handing the card to Charles.
"Oh, thank you again, sir!" Charles said as his smile broadened even further.
"You're welcome, Charles," Winston said as he nodded respectfully and went back to his sandwich again.
With his card and cash stuffed into his shorts, Charlie bounded down the hallways back to the pool to go fetch his bicycle as he thought about what he was going to spend his money on.

Emily creeped into Charlie's room, taking a quick look around at the toys he had scattered across his desk and the floor. An assortment of model vehicles, robots, and figures littered his room, while posters of science-fiction films hung on his walls. She immediately headed for his computer, flicking it on. She sat down in his chair, brushing her long blond hair behind her ears as the computer started up.
"What have you been up to lately?" Emily said quietly to herself as she took hold of the computer mouse.
Charlie's parents didn't know much about computers. They knew enough to install nanny-software on it to try to keep him from finding the more salacious content on the internet, but they never even checked up on him. So lax was their supervision, that Charlie didn't even bother to hide his travels through the seamier side of the digital world. Emily wasn't nearly as keen on computers as Charlie, even though she was a few years older than him at eighteen, but he didn't know that she was curious or knowledgeable enough to get a vicarious thrill out of snooping through his browsing history and rifling through his computer files every now and then.
"What?" Emily said, smiling as she clicked inside of a couple of folders where she knew he liked to hide things and found a series of image files that had "Lara Croft" in their name.
She had to stifle an excited giggle as she opened them up and found the series of photos of Charlie's sexy new employer in her black, corseted outfit, and the topless photos that showed off her gorgeous tits for all to see.
"The little wanker! He's tossing off to these!" Emily whispered to herself and chuckled at her find. She snooped around for a few minutes more and then shut off the computer, finally heading to her room.

Lara rolled to her side, taking cover behind a pillar as she unloaded a volley of bullets at a bottle set in front of a wall of sandbags in her training room. Her first shot smashed the glass into a few large pieces, then her remaining shots smashed those into glittering pebbles of glass. The echoes of gunfire faded and she looked at the scattering of glass with a satisfied smirk as she holstered her guns into the leather strapped to her hips and thighs.
"You must be shooting again," Winston's voice sounded over the intercom. "Can you hear me, Miss Croft?" Winston shouted.
Lara dashed over to the speaker, pressed the button and answered him.
"Yes, I can hear you! what is it?" Lara asked.
"Finally! I just thought you'd like to know. Charles received his envelope..."
"And?" Lara questioned anxiously.
"He's earned his key card," Winston said.
Lara smiled as she exhaled sharply.
"He's a fine young lad," Winston said. "Perhaps now you'll treat him with a little more grace."
"Yes, of course," Lara said. "Thank you Winston! Oh, has he left already?"
"I believe he was headed back to the pool for his bicycle..."
"Alright, thank you!" Lara said as she quickly dashed out of her training room.

Charlie hopped on to his bike and had just started to ride away from the pool down the grass towards the driveway out front when Lara burst through the doors to the pool.
"Charlie!" she called out to him with an odd air of enthusiasm.
Charlie felt a warm feeling as she called out his name and he turned back to meet her halfway on the grass.
"Yes, Miss Croft? Can I do something for you?" Charlie asked.
"No, I just wanted to congratulate you on your first payday!" Lara said as she stopped in front of him, resting her hands on her hips and catching her breath.
"Oh, thanks Miss Croft," Charlie said, admiring the way her breasts seemed to swell inside that teal swimsuit with every breath. His eyes were also drawn down to the pair of guns he saw strapped to Lara's smooth thighs.
"I heard that you... um... you got paid a little extra," Lara said, still pausing to catch her breath.
"Oh, yes. Winston said it was alright for me to keep it. I'm sorry, if you want I'll give it back," Charlie said, reaching into his pocket.
"No, no!" Lara said, laughing. "I just wanted to say... thank you, Charlie! For everything. You've been doing such wonderful work, I don't think I could pay you enough!"
"Really?" Charlie grinned sheepishly. "Well in that case, I wouldn't mind an extra hundred pounds now and then," he said with a smirk.
"Oh really? You know I shouldn't even be paying you! You're supposed to be working for a government bursary, so don't push your luck with my generosity, young man," Lara said with a laugh, wagging a finger at him.
Charlie and Lara both laughed and then she suddenly moved in closer and Charlie was struggling to keep his balance on his bicycle seat as Lara hugged him warmly.
"Thank you, Charlie. You're a good boy. I'm proud of you," she whispered in his ear.
Charlie felt the hair on the back of his neck stand up as he felt her soft breath in his ear and heard her kind praise. He could smell that intoxicating scent of hers and feel the heat radiating off of her flushed, sweaty skin. She gave him a tiny peck on the cheek as she pulled away and Charlie felt himself blushing fiercely.
"Um, why do you have those guns?" he said, trying to change the subject away from him.
"These? I practice shooting," Lara said, playing her fingertips along the holsters at her sides.
"For what?" Charlie asked with sudden genuine interest.
"Oh, just for... if the need for them ever arises," she said.
"When would you ever need them? For hunting?"
"Well, I don't really hunt with them," Lara said, sounding a bit uncomfortable at his line of questioning. "It's just that in my line of work, it's good for me to carry something for protection," she said, with a tone of finality to try to sound an end to the conversation.
"But aren't you just an archaeologist or something like that? I don't think you'd need a gun if you're just digging holes," charlie said, not letting up.
Lara looked a bit annoyed, but she didn't hesitate with her answer.
"Sometimes I have to travel to dangerous places, with dangerous people... or things," she said. "I just take the guns with me in case I ever get into a bad situation."
"Have you ever shot your guns?" Charlie asked.
Lara paused for a moment and then answered. "Yes," Lara said gravely. "When I was in danger and had no choice. When I've had a weapon drawn on me, I'm left with no choice but to defend myself."
"You've shot guns at other people?" Charlie said in shock, almost shouting.
"Charlie, I'd rather not talk about my guns. Besides, I train enough that I can get myself out of a sticky situation without using a gun," Lara said, trying to move off the subject.
"What do you mean?" Charlie asked.
"I mean hand-to-hand combat," Lara said.
"What?" Charlie scoffed. "You mean like martial arts? Like the kind of training the green berets get?"
"Sure. You don't believe me?" Lara chuckled, folding her arms in front of her.
"Well, I did see you training that one time," Charlie said looking down at the ground as he remembered how he was caught spying on her, "but that's not the same as fighting."
"Trust me, I can fight," Lara said as she began to turn and walk away. "I'll see you in a couple of days then?"
"Girls can't really fight though," Charlie said, stopping Lara in her tracks with his statement.
"What do you mean?" Lara asked.
"I'm sorry," Charlie said, sensing her agitation, "I mean you can fight, maybe other girls, but you wouldn't be able to fight a man. Certainly not a green beret! They're just the dog's bollocks!" Charlie said with incredulity.
"Excuse me?" Lara said, stepping back towards Charlie.
"Sorry," Charlie said quickly, "I mean those men have the best training."
"Listen, you're young and you still have a lot to learn, but I'll have you know that I can beat a man in a fight," Lara said, this time wagging her finger at Charlie without a hint of jest.
"You think you could beat a man?" Charles asked with serious doubt in his voice.
"Of course! I can and I have! With solid training, a woman can beat a man, I assure you!"
"No way! Boys are stronger!" Charles said with a smile. He thought that surely she must be pulling his leg.
"You don't think I could beat a man in a fight?" Lara asked with a smirk. "Boys!" she said. "You think that just because you have big muscles, a girl can't take you on and win?" She was beginning to get quite annoyed.
"I don't know," Charles said. "Maybe if you kicked him in the jewels you could win a fight."
"You cheeky bastard!" Lara broke into a giggle in spite of herself. "Let me tell you something. These legs," Lara said, stroking her hands down her shapely thighs, "can kick a man's head in." Lara noticed that her motion had drawn his gaze down to her thighs, but he lingered there a little longer than she expected him to. "I don't need to go for the jewels to win a fight against a man, you little snot!" Lara said, ruffling his hair teasingly, partly out of annoyance, but also to break the unwavering attention he was paying to her shapely legs. She did feel good about being ogled for that moment though, she had to admit. She found herself getting used to his attentive gazes. He was still smirking at her in a way that made it clear he didn't believe a word she was saying and it perturbed Lara even more! She couldn't believe this teenage boy was getting under her skin in this way, so she defaulted to a position she knew would often give her the upper hand in any situation whenever she needed it. She also knew that given that day's embarrassing encounter, she could turn Charlie's timidity against him, as cruel as it might be.
"What do you think of my legs? Do they look weak to you?" Lara said, turning her back partly towards him so he could admire her calves. Her hand went down to her thigh again. With her hip turned to show off the healthy curve of her ass, Lara stroked her thighs again, this time moving upward, pressing her fingers up into the cheeks of her ass, massaging around their alluring curves, and finally resting her hands up on her hips. She definitely got the reaction she was hoping for. Charles' eyes followed her hands up to the tight brown shorts clothing her firm buttocks and lingered there for a moment. He was speechless, and the teasing smirk had left his face. "Well? What do you think?"
"It's, um, a very nice... I mean, they're nice legs. I mean, yeah, I guess," Charles said, flustered and blushing.
Now it was Lara's turn to smirk. "Gotcha!" she thought to herself. Then she blushed a little herself as she realized her sexually-charged tease had been directed at a young boy. She felt a bit awkward herself, but as she watched Charles, and saw that his eyes seemed glued to her lovely ass, she felt a flush come over her. "I shouldn't be teasing him like this!" she thought to herself. "Then again, he was asking for it! I couldn't let him get the better of me with those sexist comments!" she reasoned. Finally, after she had enjoyed the effect of gaining the upper hand for a few moments, she decided there was no harm in a tiny bit of innuendo.
"Well," Lara said, clapping her hand against her ass with a loud smack as she turned to walk away, "I've worked this bottom enough for today," she said as she sauntered back toward the pool deck. "Well enough to kick a few more men's asses, should the need arise," she added pointedly as she turned and looked back over her shoulder at Charles one last time, catching him looking at her ass again. Her eyes darted down to the crotch of his shorts and she caught a glimpse of the material swelling noticeably.
"Oh my!" she whispered to herself as she walked away with a wicked smile on her face and put a little extra swing into her hips, knowing that she was probably leaving Charlie with enough inspiration to fuel his next few masturbation sessions. She felt a little bad about making him feel so flustered and uncomfortable, but then she knew he would probably be getting off at this little adversarial exchange the next chance he got. At least, she found herself thinking that she liked the idea that he might. Lara bit her lip as she considered this. What was she thinking? He was just a boy! She tried to put the satisfaction of her tease out of her mind, as she started to second-guess herself. Especially in the context of that day, and their embarrassing encounter at the pool, and then Winston's lecture regarding her treatment of Charlie. Then she considered that Charlie had passed Winston's test of trustworthiness and she started to regret it even more. Charlie was such a decent young man, and here she was toying with him just because he made an innocent, naive remark that must be common among boys his age.
As she opened the door to the mansion and was about to step inside, she looked back one more time, and saw that Charles was still perched on his bike looking at her. She quickly looked away and stepped inside, her breath catching in her throat. Her heart beat a little faster and she felt a slight blush of... shame? At what she had done? No. Was it excitement? She couldn't quite tell.

(continued in Chapter 5)

Yay moar has been delivered. You sir are a most excellent person.

>>1992
I'm almost crying tears of joy, thank you! I'm afraid I can't help you with the timeline, as it's been ages since I last played any Tomb Raider game, but you might find some useful info on thi wiki:
http://www.wikiraider.com/index.php/Main_Page

Awesome update!

Well this was certainly a pleasant surprise.

I can hardly wait for your next update. I pray it doesn't take as long as this one did.

And all is right with the world again. Now I need to go bug that other elit author until HE updates! IImpatientAnon AWAAAAAY!

Awesome stuff!

>>1992
Why do you have to make so much tension?!

Yay

>>2020
It makes the story interesting, doesn't it?

When this finally goes down I will cum buckets.

bump

I'm just sitting here a hoping it wont take as long for the next update, don't mind me. Dum de Dum De Dum, la de da de da.

When's the next update?

We only annoy you because we care Buttons. Congratulations, you've got a small army of porn addicts.

Also to keep the thread alive. Bump.

>>2217
This.

Bump! Every update is like christmas.

>>2197

The next update won't take as long as the last one. Give me a couple days.

>>2217

Thanks! Now if only I could command that army to do something other than fap, I could rule the world! :)

Next chapter has the sunbathing scene.

Yay! can't wait!

>>2280
My heart skipped a beat. FUCK YES

>>2280
Simple, give us tantalising glimpses of the update then tell us what you want done before we get it. The less outrageous the less likely we are to simply say fuck you.

Bump for awesome.

>>2280
>.<

>>2304
Is hoping next update isn't going to take as long as the last.

MOARMOAR!

MOARMOAR!

Dammit. This update is so taking as long as the last one. :(

Sorry to all, but I didn't get the time I thought I would to finish up the next chapter. It's almost done, but I'll be gone away for the weekend and won't be posting it until after. :

keep on bumpin

>>2235
This

>>2474
Hey, don't worry man. I'm really looking forward to the update, but I can be patient when it's something as good as your story, which is, quite frankly, amazingly erotic. Keep up the good work!

Cmon!

don't mind me, just bumping for monday.

bump. hope for an update today!

God damn this story makes my balls tingle.

Major Bumpsalot, reporting for duty!

Captain BumpItUp here

Buttons if you can read this, GET BACK TO WRITING AND POSTING!

Get a move on!

Bamp.

Waiting patiently.

pmub

Where is the story?

While -1
More!
Wend

Bump for the goodness

A bump for an awesome /elit/.

I'm very close to finishing up the next chapter. I had to add some extra (non-sexy) scenes that will help shape some future events, and I've decided to add something a little more provocative to the end of the sunbathing scene that I still have to write.
I know a lot of you are enjoying this and I thank you all very much for the comments, but if there are any errors you notice, or if there is something unconvincing or that could be written better, please post your criticisms too. With the time I spend rewriting things before posting, I'll probably be making a number of edits to the final draft and post a complete text file of the whole thing when it's done, so if anyone has suggestions for improvements don't be shy about sharing them.