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.

>>2936
Awesome! Also, while I don't have any criticism for what's already been posted, I think it would important to the integrity of the story to keep Charles from becoming a self-confident sex god. This seems to happen in a lot of stories where the main character is a boy, and although he's bound to gain some skill and confidence along the way, I think the story should reflect that Lara is aware of her being an experienced woman, and him being an unexperienced boy. So far, you've done that very well I think, and I have no problems believing in the story. Great work!

>>2952
i agree and bump

>>2952
i agree and bump

Hi buttons, I'm not normally one to comment, but I think that if the update rate continues this slowly, people will lose interest. Just look at pure pwnage, that thing had 3 million fans now they are down to like 1000 because of their update rate.

bump for win

bampf, seconding guy who was like YEAH PEOPLE ARE GONNNA LEAVE IF YOU KEEP THIS SLOW UPDATE RATE. No offense, but it's true. I know, real life etc, but

thanks anyway, good luck, godspeed, and all that

Wow. Sorry if this is gonna fuckin' piss you off or whatever but, when you say to 7chan elit readers "Hey dudes! Posting after the weekend!" you will HAVE to fuckin' mean right on the monday. 1 more day and it'll be a fuckin' week since the last post.

Bye fucking bye.

>>3058
Meh. Some writers work at a slower pace than others. I've never been good at keeping deadlines and promises in real life, so I can't be bothered to get annoyed. Take it easy, chill.

Jesus, leave the poor guy alone. He is doing the best he can, writing you a story for FREE so instead of thanking him are threatening him?
The nature of writing is that sometimes you can smash out whole chapters in a night, and sometimes it takes you a month just to get through a paragraph.
Be patient and relax.

Bump! I'd rather have the updates few and far between if that means Buttons takes the time to produce elit of the quality he has so far. It doesn't even really matter that there's no sex yet, I still fap to it.

Bump for great justice

Bamp

Hump

its next week dude

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bump. cmon man this is amazing so far

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bump

I'm gonna cum buckets when this shit happens.

i just fapped in anticipation. also bump.

This is only the start of chapter 5. Not really any titillation here, but I figured I'd better post something so you'd all know I haven't stopped writing it. There's just some story here that will help setup future events.
To those that are getting upset about the slow updates, I apologize, but real life does make things unpredictable, as you can see by my mistaken due dates for postings! If you really want to get upset, I suppose I can give you the numbers to my family, friends, work, and you can all bitch to them that they're not allowing me enough time to write fap-stories for you all.
Anyway, I did actually spend a few hours one day over the weekend writing, but it wasn't for this Chapter 5. While considering some of the setups for future chapters I had some great ideas and just started writing up some of the key sex scenes that are going to come later. Once I started, it just kind of flowed and I'm very happy with those. I can't wait to get to them and share them with you guys, but in the meantime there's some more ever-increasing build-up to get out of the way.
So here's just the start of Chapter 5. I'll post the rest of it later. When? Well, I won't say. I really only have one short scene I have to write in the transition to the sunbathing scene I was promising, but I don't want to make the mistake of promising anything, especially because I know I'll be busy over the next couple of days.
As I've said before, rest assured, this story will be completed. There's probably as much story already written that has not been posted as there is already posted. It's just that I'm filling in a lot of the main plot points with the details in between as the ideas come to me and so it's all out of order until I can fill in those blanks chronologically.
Thanks to everyone who's enjoying it and posting comments. Don't worry about me making any unbelievable turns (re: Charlie turning into a sex-god). I'm going to try to keep things as believable as possible, and if I'm ever slipping in that regard, let me know!




Chapter 5

Charles rode his bicycle into his backyard, setting it down on the lawn as he went inside. His mother was in the kitchen, chopping up some vegetables for a stew.
"Charlie, how was work today?" Alice asked.
"Fine, mum," Charles said. "I got paid today," he announced, holding up his envelope.
"Oh, you must be excited! Let me see it," Alice said, taking the envelope and peering inside. "Well, you're quite the rich young man today, aren't you?" she said, smiling proudly. "What are you going to do with your newfound riches?"
"I was going to call my friends and see if they want to go to the arcade," he said.
"Alright, go ahead. Dinner will be ready when you get back," Alice said, patting Charlie on the head.
Charles called up some of his friends and biked over to his best friend Daniel's home and they met up with a few more friends at the mall. They wandered around, stopped for some milkshakes and ogled the gadgets in the electrical stores. For the first time, Charlie could actually consider buying some of the expensive toys and computer gadgets, but he found his common sense winning out over his impulsive desires. Daniel helped keep him grounded as they were a lot alike, both down-to-earth and smart for their age.
"So what do you do at work?" Daniel asked as they wandered towards the arcade, slurping on their sweet beverages.
"The same sorts of things I did when I used to go to the community center with my sister," Charlie answered.
"You never worked there though," Daniel said.
"No, but I always waited around after it closed so that Emily could take me home, and I usually helped her out at the end of the day," Charlie said.
"That's nice. You're rich now," Daniel said with a smile.
"I'm not rich," Charlie said with a smirk.
They headed into the arcade with a few of their other friends and scattered around to the various video games. Charlie and Daniel both went off together to play some games with each other. They were having a whole lot of fun sinking coins into the machines and talking about their summer.
"So what is your guv like?" Daniel asked.
"She's a very nice lady," Charlie said.
"A lady? You work for a lady?"
"Yeah," Charlie said. "She has this big mansion out near the edge of town. She's really nice."
"She seems like it," Daniel said, "with all that money she's paying you!"
Suddenly Charlie felt a hand slap down on his shoulder.
"What money?" a boy's voice said.
Charlie instantly recognized it. It was Jacob. Charlie felt his stomach churn as he knew where this conversation was going to go.
"Who's paying you money and to do what?" Jacob snorted at Charlie, distracting him and Daniel enough that they lost the game they were playing.
"I-I got a job. For the summer, maintaining a pool," Charlie said nervously and quietly.
"Is that right? Well then I guess you wouldn't mind lending me some money, would you?" Jacob said as he put his hand on Charlie's shoulder in a friendly gesture, then digging his fingers in painfully.
"Ow, stop it!" Charlie said, shrugging him off.
Jacob had a reputation for being something of a troublemaker. Charlie and his classmates had the misfortune of having to endure Jacob since he had been held back for two years. He was older than Charlie by 2 years, a few inches taller and a lot bigger and stronger. In fact, he was bigger and stronger than most of the kids at school, and had decided to channel his troubles at school into relentless bullying of just about everyone else.
"I asked you to lend me some money!" Jacob said, giving Charlie a shove. "I'd like to play a few games and maybe get a snack."
"Stop it!" Daniel said, bravely shoving Jacob in return.
By now some of the other kids in the vicinity had turned their attention to the boys as they expected the worst from this confrontation.
"I'm not talking to you, Danny!" Jacob said, giving him a harder shove back that caused Daniel to spill some of his milkshake. Daniel had to stop to brush his dark bangs from his eyes so that he could look up at him with an angry glare.
"Stop, I'll lend you some money, Jacob!" Charlie said, setting down his shake and reaching into his pockets. He appreciated his best friend sticking up for him, but the last thing he would let Daniel do was get himself beaten to a pulp and have to drag his bloody mug back home to his hysterical mother. Charles pulled out a few pounds and handed the bills to Jacob.
"Thanks mate," Jacob said with a smile, though his eyes betrayed his friendly visage with a look of contempt. "So you've got some kind of tart paying you to putter around her pool, huh?" Jacob said as he followed after Charlie and Daniel who began to walk away from the arcade.
"She's not a tart! She's a nice lady! She didn't even have to pay me anything, because I'm working for a government bursary program, but she pays me extra anyway!" Charlie said proudly.
"Oh, so you're a rich man now!" Jacob said. "In that case, maybe I should ask you for more money," he said, curling his arm around Charlie's shoulders in another mock gesture of friendliness.
"Piss off," Charlie said, shrugging him off again and moving away.
"Yeah, piss off," Daniel chimed in.
The crowd of kids around them had grown into a large one as the rest of Charlie's friends and other classmates and acquaintances from school ringed the trio of boys. It didn't help that they all gasped and ooh-ed and ahh-ed at Charlie and Daniel's defiance.
"You little shit," Jacob said through gritted teeth, "So first you brag about how much money you're making, and now when I ask you for a little loan you don't want to help me out?" Jacob said, balling his hands into fists.
A voice from the doorway of a nearby electrical store suddenly boomed out.
"What are you tykes crowding around here for?" said the tall, grey-bearded man from the store. "You're blocking my store!" he said, giving Jacob a threatening stare. He had been watching the commotion building from the window of his shop.
Jacob unclenched his fists and looked at Charlie and Daniel.
"You probably haven't got any more to lend me anyway," Jacob said with a sour grin. "Little lying shit."
"Shut up, Jacob!" Charlie said, his face reddening as the crowd started to slowly disperse.
"I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't actually have no job," Jacob said, "Telling tales about all the money you're making, while really just spending the pocket money your mum gave you!"
"Shut up!" Charlie snarled at him.
"I wouldn't be surprised at all," Jacob said loudly, making sure the slowly thinning crowd of kids heard him, "coming from the bloke that groped Katie's knockers!" Jacob said sarcastically.
Charlie felt his heart racing and he turned beet red as the small crowd of kids around him began to giggle and laugh. Some of the ones that didn't understand Jacob's joke were immediately clued in with whispers and hushed conversations, followed by more laughter. It was the one mistake that Charlie wished he could take back.
Katie was an attractive blond, who developed early. Her bust size was often the topic of conversation and teasing around the schoolyard. Jacob had even spent some time wooing her and even went out with her to the movies a few times. She had been impressed by the smooth-talking older boy, before she found out what a cad he really was and told him to bugger off. To Charlie, she was one of the prettiest girls in school who he wished he could get to know better, but barely spoke to. Jacob got his revenge on Katie by spreading some rumors that she had behaved like a sex-mad harlot when they went out. The word spread, even though there was no proof of it, and pretty soon a few of the boys at school had spoken about their supposed encounters with the busty Katie. One day, when someone had started teasing Charles about his shyness around the girls and called him a virgin, he became desperate. He admitted his virginity because he frankly didn't think he could convince anyone once they started asking questions, but he didn't want to come off as hopeless either. He made up a story about snogging with a girl in the playground after school and feeling up her breasts. Charles reasoned that with Katie's ruinous reputation, he could get away with the claim. While Katie generally did nothing to quash the rumors about her, when she found out about Charlie's story, she immediately confronted him and very publicly outed him as a liar. Ever since then, Charles has had an undeserved reputation for telling tall tales even though that was really the only tall tale he ever told. He regretted it ever since, and now as Jacob laughed at him, and the rest of the kids joined in, he felt like he wanted to crawl into a hole.
"I'm not a liar!" Charlie said with as much of a growl as his meek voice could muster. "I do have a job, and I am making my own money," he said.
"Oh, I'm sure!" Jacob mocked, "How can you find the time for a job with all of that tit-grabbing you've been doing?"
Much of the crowd had begun to move on, but they left a chorus of laughs behind them as Jacob continued his barrage.
"Everyone make way for Charlie, the rich and famous perv, probably making his money by molesting the tits of some horny old bint of a guvnor!" Jacob shouted, getting the attention of the kids again and causing more laughter.
"Would you shut it already! I'm not a perv! And besides, my guv is not a horny old bint! She's actually very beautiful and very famous!" Charlie said smugly, as he resisted the urge to sock Jacob in the face, knowing that his counter-punch would probably send him to the hospital.
"Oh really? So the tale grows taller with each passing moment, ladies and gentlemen!" Jacob continued on, barking like a ringmaster at a circus. "So who is she, Charlie? We'd all just love to know!"
Charles glared at Jacob and looked around at all the laughing faces that waited for his answer.
"Come on Charlie, let's go," Daniel said, trying to lead his friend away.
Charlie saw that even Daniel had a look of doubt on his face and was probably just trying to keep his friend from digging himself deeper, but Charlie knew that as long as he was telling the truth, there was no reason for him to give in to Jacob's incessant teasing.
"Lara Croft is my guvnor," Charlie said, holding his chin up and waiting for the gasps of admiration.
Instead Jacob just looked at him funny.
"That... treasure-hunter lady? The one who was in the news for supposedly killing a bigfoot in America?" Jacob said with confusion, then burst out laughing. "Hahaaa! Charlie, you're such an idiot! I was expecting you to mention some hot slag or someone really famous like, I don't know, Kate Beckinsale or Abi Titmuss or someone like that!"
"She is famous! My mum said all of England knows about her," Charlie countered.
"Right, you believe everything your mum tells you?" Jacob said, eliciting more giggles from the crowd. "At least she's quite a bird, from the pics I've seen of her, I'll give ya that," Jacob said. "I'd give her a right bonkin' if I ever got the chance," he added.
Charlie just glared at him.
"Then again, maybe you picked someone who wasn't too famous because it sounds more believable, you clever little turd," Jacob said, punching Charlie in the shoulder. "Eh? Thought you could fool me, did you?" he said, giving him another punch.
Charlie stepped back and rubbed his sore shoulder, just as the shopkeeper nearby came out into the crowd bellowing.
"You kids get away from my store! This is the last time I'm telling you!" he said, walking towards Jacob.
Jacob took one glance at the approaching old man and turned quickly away while the whole crowd of kids dispersed.
"I'll see you later, fibber," Jacob said with a sneer.
"You alright, boy?" The shopkeeper asked Charlie.
"I'm fine. He always acts like that," Charlie said.
"Come on, let's go Charlie," Daniel said.
"Don't let him push you around like that, boy," the shopkeep said, "Next time he bothers you, just deck him! Most bullies back off once they've felt what it's like to get a good punch on the nose!" the old man said, punching his palm for emphasis.
"I think that would just make things worse," Charlie said. "Thanks for stepping in though, sir."
"Come here, boy," the shopkeeper said, guiding him into his store. "I saw you perusing some of my things earlier today. Maybe I can brighten your day a bit and give you a discount on something," he said with a smile.
"Really?" Charlie said with surprise. He looked at Daniel, who was grinning along with him, and they all stepped into the shop.
They looked at all the electric gadgets and couldn't decide what to settle on.
"How about this?" the shopkeeper said, opening a small box and pulling out a small device that fit in the palm of his hand. "A mini-camera. You can record a few hours of video on it's internal memory. It's like a little spy camera," he said with a grin.
"A spy camera?" Charlie repeated.
"Yeah, like something James Bond would use! I mostly get parents buying these things, to spy on their nannies while they're away from their children, but you might get a kick out of it," the shopkeeper said, "Just don't go putting it in any ladies' rooms," he added, giving a wink and a laugh.
Charlie and Daniel chuckled at the funny old man, and looked at him suspiciously.
"Hey, didn't you say you thought your sister might be snooping around your room whenever you were away?" Daniel asked Charlie.
"Yeah, but I'm not so sure about that. I don't think I'd need a camera to figure out if she was," Charlie said.
"But if you had the camera you would find out for sure!" Daniel said.
"Snoopin' sisters. They're the worst," the shopkeeper said, "I'd say this would be a good buy. You'd have some peace of mind knowing one way or the other!"
After some careful consideration, and the shopkeeper offering him a 25 percent discount, Charlie agreed and he and Daniel rode back home.
"So what if you find out your sister is sneaking around in your room?"
"I'm going to tell my parents about it and get them to finally let me have a lock on my door!" Charlie said.
"Why? Have they been walking in on you while you're bashing one out?" Daniel said with a grin.
"Oh shut up!" Charlie laughed. "I just need some privacy you know!"
"Yeah, I know I couldn't enjoy myself if I thought my mum could just walk in at any moment," Daniel said.
They joked and laughed all the way back to their street and said their goodbyes as they split up and went home just in time for dinner.

(Chapter 5 to be continued)

Thank you. That made my day :D

Hell YEA!!

Awesome!

jeez i wonder what he'll do with that camera...moar

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I know what he's gonna do with that camera. ;)

>>3519
Will she accidentally the whole camera?

>>3532
Yes. The whole thing.

I wish for an update.. so bad =)

bump

Bamp

FUCKN EPIC MOAR!

ive given up on this story it takes too long.

I ended up writing more than I anticipated, setting up the story more, so I've decided to cut this chapter here and continue with the sunbathing scene in the next chapter.



Lara draped a towel across her face and wiped away the sweat. After a hard time in her training room, running and jumping about, she had started to feel the tension in her body ebb away. She had felt it building up all day, ever since her playful row with Charlie over the water hose, then that embarrassing moment when she had sat on his erection, being berated by Winston for physically bullying the boy around, then fearing that Winston's test of honesty might shatter her impression of Charlie's innocence and virtue. When he passed with flying colors, she felt the anxiety of all of those events ease, replaced with pride and joy, only to have her nerves grated on again as Charlie belittled her fighting skills. If he was a bit older, or at least not so meek and vulnerable, she would have had no qualms about throwing him down to the grass and pinning his arm behind his back or some other punishing move just to make him eat his words. Lara smiled to herself as she took off her boots and shorts, and peeled her teal bodysuit down her sweat-slick curves. She stepped into the small bathroom built into the corner of her training room and turned on the shower, rinsing herself off as her hands glided over her body. Her mind drifted to thoughts of Charlie again. She was glad he was working for her. He seemed like such a proper young boy, but he had much to learn. Hopefully taking on the responsibility of a job with her would give him some sense of pride and accomplishment and he would start to overcome his apprehensive personality. Lara cupped her large tits and rolled them in her hands, watching the flow of water run down their voluptuous curves. She smirked to herself as she realized there was at least one thing that Charlie didn't seem too apprehensive about, and that was casting his not-so-secret glances over her fit body. She laughed to herself as she ran her hands over her ass, remembering the look on Charlie's face earlier that day when she had clapped her hand against her asscheek. At least she knew he behaved like a normal boy in that respect. She rather enjoyed that bit of tease. As she thought about it, she realized she rather enjoyed all of the little attentions her new pool boy had given her. Winston was right. She had been neglecting her own social life for so long, she almost forgot what it felt like to receive an admiring glance.
"If he was a few years older... " Lara considered to herself, then shook her head and laughed in spite of herself as she finished up in the shower.
Lara walked over to the intercom and buzzed for Winston.
"What can I do for you, Miss Croft?" he answered.
"Meet me at the pool please," she said simply.
"Yes, Miss Croft," he answered.

After dinner Charles went to his room and started up his computer. He looked at the chair suspiciously as he was sure that he hadn't left it tucked in under the desk the last time he had used it. He looked at the bag under his bed where he had put the spy-camera and wondered if it would confirm his suspicions about his snooping sister. He put it out of his mind for the moment, but resolved to set it up the next time he left the house.
After working at his computer for a while, he heard the creak of his sister's bedroom door and then heard her knock gently before walking in.
"What are you up to?" Emily asked as she walked in, toweling off her long blond hair.
Charles' nose crinkled at the fruity smell that wafted into his room as she walked in.
"Ugh, do you have to use those horrible shampoos?" Charles said as he waved a magazine at her.
"Oh shut up!" Emily said as she draped the towel around her shoulders.
Charles looked over at Emily briefly, seeing the moistness that still clung to her skin after her hot shower. She was a very pretty young woman. Charlie knew that even though she was quite a knockout, he shouldn't be looking at her in the way that he did other girls, even though she made it quite difficult just now as she walked around comfortably in nothing more than a long, white cotton singlet that stopped just below her bum and matching panties. Her towel draped across her chest covered the C-cup breasts that were often the topic of conversation amongst his friends, much to Charlie's dismay.
"Is that for the play?" Emily asked as she nodded in the direction of the computer screen.
"Yeah," Charlie said simply.
"Looks nice," she said.
"Thanks," Charlie said, as he painted a scene of a stormy sea on his computer screen.
"It's nice that you're doing something like this during your summer break, Charlie," Emily said.
"Well, it's for my school. Everything in there is so old. The gymnasium, the pool. The computers are so old, I don't know how the students can get anything done on them," he said. "Hopefully enough people will come to the play so that we can at least get some new computers," he said.
"I know I tease you quite a bit, Charlie," Emily said as she ruffled his hair, "but you know I think you're a good kid."
Charlie rolled his eyes and muttered a quiet thank you.
"How is it working for Lara Croft?" Emily said.
"Oh, it's good. She's a very nice lady," Charles answered.
"She is, isn't she?" Emily said as she leaned down right beside her brother. "Do you like her?" she asked in a teasing, drawn out voice as she watched his face for a reaction.
"What? Yes, I like her," Charlie said, trying to ignore her even as he felt her piercing stare in his peripheral vision.
"No, I mean do you LIKE her?" Emily said with a giggle. "As in, do you think she's sexy?"
Charlie adjusted himself uncomfortably in his chair.
"Why are you asking me that?" he said, angrily, his face turning red.
Emily stood back up and patted him on the back.
"I was just wondering. She's just a very attractive woman. I thought you would have noticed. Or are you still too young to be noticing girls?"
"Just stop pestering me, Em!" Charles said.
"You know, there's some very sexy photos of her on the internet," Emily said, watching for his reaction.
"So?" Charlie said, still blushing hotly as he tried to concentrate on his work.
"You should search for them, if you're interested in girls, that is," Emily said, watching with amusement as her brother's face turned many shades of red and he breathed heavily.
"Just get out!" Charles said as he got up from his chair and pushed her towards his door.
Emily laughed and resisted, bracing herself against the door frame while Charlie shouted at her to leave.
"What's going on up there?" Alice said, calling up to her kids.
"Em's bugging me!" Charles yelled as he pushed on his sister's back while she resisted, lowering her center of gravity and thrusting her bum back towards him.
Charlie's eyes couldn't help but be drawn down as her long shirt slipped up over the curve of her firm young buttocks. The white cotton of her panties had an almost translucent quality as her underwear had become dampened by her moist skin.
"Mom, this is why I need a lock on my door!" Charlie yelled as he pressed against the small of his sister's back while she laughed.
"Emily!" Alice yelled up the stairs, "Stop bothering your brother!"
Charles looked down at his sister's teasing buttocks and he stopped pushing her to draw back his hand and throw a hard slap across her wiggling ass. Emily yelped and jumped away, laughing as she bolted out his door and back to her room while Charlie chased after her. She closed her door in front of Charlie's face and he pushed up against it as hard as he could before his sister managed to shut it and he heard the click of her lock. He heard her laughing from the other side. Charlie growled in anger as he stomped back into his room.

"What did you want, Miss Croft?" Winston said as he walked across the pool deck towards Lara, who was reclining in one of the lounge chairs in a small red bikini.
"Could you do my back for me, please?" Lara said as she turned around, untying the back of her bikini top and laying it on the deck beside her as she rolled over onto her stomach.
"Oh, not this again!" Winston said.
"I need to get a nice, healthy tan in time for the party," she said, "and you know tan lines will just eliminate half of the dresses in my wardrobe."
"There's nothing healthy about a tan, Miss Croft. You know people get skin cancer from too much sun?" Winston said as he grabbed a bottle of oil nearby and squirted some into his hands.
"Really Winston, with the kind of life I've lead, I'm not afraid of skin cancer being the death of me," Lara said, settling her head down on her arms while Winston proceeded to rub the suntan oil over her back.
"Hmm, I suppose you're right," Winston said with a tone of annoyance. "You know I hate coming out here, especially doing this, in this hot weather.
"Well, why are you always walking about in that stuffy suit?" Lara asked.
"I wear it because it denotes my professionalism and devotion to my duty. How would I look if I came out here in boxers?" Winston said.
"Haha! I can't imagine," Lara chuckled.
"Oh dear, it's unbearably hot out here!" Winston said as he felt sweat dripping down the side of his forehead.
"I love this weather," Lara murmured as she closed her eyes.
"It's been very decidedly un-English lately, if you ask me," Winston said.
"Oh shush! You should get out and enjoy it once in a while!" Lara said.
"You know I'd rather have gotten Marie out here to do this for you," Winston said as he slathered on some more oil.
"She only cleans on the weekend," Lara said.
"I know," Winston said.
"I'll be going out for some more sun tomorrow, so be prepared, or give Marie a ring and see if she'll come."
"She's away until the weekend," Winston said, "but I'll work something out."
"Is it really that bad, massaging oil on a young woman?" Lara asked with a smirk.
"No, not at all, but the least you could have done was stay inside while I did it," Winston said, wiping sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand.
"I thought you wouldn't mind. Sorry," Lara said.
"I don't mind, Miss Croft. It's not the first time I've done this for you, although it does make me somewhat uncomfortable when you put yourself on display like this. You remember what happened with those photos a few weeks ago."
"Don't remind me," Lara said. "So you get uncomfortable around naked young women," Lara said, lifting her head and looking back at Winston with a smile.
"You know, you're not the only young woman who's back I've oiled," Winston said with a sly grin, "but you, my dear, are like a daughter to me. If I'm uncomfortable with your exhibitionism it's purely out of concern for you, not due to any insecurities of my own, I assure you," he said, making his point by suddenly sliding his hands down to rub near the start of Lara's sloping buttocks, causing her to stiffen at the daring contact. Winston smiled.
"Alright, I believe you!" Lara chuckled, as the muscles of her buttocks relaxed again.
"Don't spend too much time out here," Winston said, "or your tan may turn into an embarrassing burn. I don't think too many men find lobster-women very appealing," he said.
Lara smiled at him and rested her head back down.
"You're sweet, Winston," she said. "So tell me... who are these young women that you've gotten your hands on? I'd love to hear some stories about your younger days," she said with a laugh.
"No, they are my stories and not for the telling," Winston chuckled back. "You just concern yourself with crafting some of your own stories for now, while you are still young and attractive."
"Thank you, Winston," Lara said, "for everything I mean, organizing the party, hiring on Charlie, everything. I think sometimes I take you for granted," she said.
"Think nothing of it. It's my pleasure," he said.
Winston spent a couple more minutes to even out the sheen across Lara's back and excused himself, leaving Lara to enjoy the heat while he went back inside to cool off.

(continued in Chapter 6)

Sex scene soon?

Here's the promised sunbathing scene. Things get rather hot here. And there's some sex... sort of. ;)


Chapter 6


"Charlie!" Alice called out to her son.
"What is it?" Charlie said as he came downstairs.
"Mr. Smith just called. He said he needs you to come by this morning."
"Today?" Charlie asked.
"Yes, right now! Get moving!" Alice said.
Charles stormed out the door and grabbed his bike. He had been planning on spending the day playing with Danny, but a surprise call to come over to the Croft manor was not something he would object to. He rode up to the front gates and let himself in with his key card. He continued up the side of the mansion towards the pool, and as he approached, he suddenly braked hard, sliding across the grass as he was greeted by a jaw-dropping sight.
Charles looked out to the pool area and saw Lara laying back on a long, reclining lounge chair. Her body gleamed in the sunlight with a wet sheen. She was wearing sunglasses, a white bikini bottom and nothing on top. Charles froze as he gaped at her stunning body, topless, her large, round tits gleaming in the sun, topped by light brown nipples. Her head turned slightly towards him and he felt his heart leap in his chest as it looked like she had seen him. She made no further move though, and he realized that she must have been asleep. The gobsmacked boy slowly backed away and rode back towards the front of the mansion. He rang the doorbell and waited patiently as Winston finally opened the door.
"Hello, Charlie!" Winston greeted him.
"Hello sir," Charlie answered.
"I'm glad you were able to come, Charlie," Winston said as they went inside, "I've got a special task for you."
"What is it?"
"Miss Croft is having a party tonight. She's out by the pool working on a tan. Don't ask me why," Winston added, "she's hardly the kind of woman who needs to risk skin cancer to attract attention. Anyway, I need you to go out back and do any kind of tidying up to make the pool area fit for guests. Drain, clean and refill the hot-tub," he continued, "and Miss Croft needs her back oiled, so that she can cook herself evenly on both sides," Winston said with a chuckle.
Charlie swallowed a lump in his throat as he considered the last task.
"Is that alright?" Winston asked.
"Yes, it's just that... " Charlie hesitated as he considered his half-nude guvnor asleep by the pool. "Where's Miss Croft? Should you go call her?" Charlie asked nervously.
"She's already at the pool. You can go right ahead and get to work," Winston said.
"Alright, thank you Mr. Smith," Charlie said, walking down the hall towards the pool.
"Oh, Charlie," Winston called after him, "she may be indecent, so just let her know you're coming so that she can cover up," Winston said with a smirk.
"Y-yessir!" Charlie said as he walked off.
Charlie stopped at the windowed door to the pool deck and saw Lara still laying there.
"Bloody hell!" Charlie exclaimed. He felt his heart begin to race as he took in the sight of her glorious tits again. He felt a dull throb in his shorts as he admired the beautiful, big, sloping curves of her breasts and her curvy, but well-toned and fit body. He walked outside with his bike in tow.
"M-Miss Croft?" Charlie said hesitantly as he walked slowly towards her, getting no reply. "Miss Croft?" he said even louder as he moved over to the grass, standing up his bike in it's usual spot.
Lara sat up with a start, turning her body away while she turned her head towards him.
"Oh, Charlie!" Lara said with surprise as she crossed her arm in front of her to cover her breasts. All Charlie could see was her bare back and a bit of one large breast swelling out from under her arm.
"Mr. Smith said you needed some help out by the pool... so I'm here," Charlie said nervously, trying to look around the pool casually. The trouble was that he felt very unnatural speaking to a nearly nude beauty while examining every chair, plant, and tile on the deck.
"Yes, I do need some help," Lara said. "Honestly, I wasn't expecting you to come by today!"
Charlie's face dropped a bit.
"No, I don't mean it in a bad way!" Lara said urgently. "I mean I'm just surprised... pleasantly surprised!" she said, smiling at him.
Charlie returned a small smile back.
"I'm just sunning myself. I've got an important party happening tomorrow, so I'm just trying to put on a healthy-looking tan. Trying to look my best and all," Lara said with a grin as Charlie crept closer.
She watched him with amusement as he walked slowly in her direction, his eyes nervously darting towards her for a second, then turning away and lingering for a long time on some part of the pool area.
"Charlie," she said.
"Mm-hmm?" Charlie said, stopping to push a couple of chairs in under a table.
"Charlie!" Lara said with a chuckle, "Please look at me when I'm speaking to you," she said.
"What?" Charlie said, finally looking in her direction and holding his gaze, but looking very uncomfortable as he did so.
"I'm covered up now," Lara said, "You don't have to be afraid of catching a glimpse of my tits now," Lara said, smirking.
"I wasn't!" Charlie protested.
"You weren't what? Looking or afraid of looking?" Lara said, laughing as Charlie gaped at her, trying to decide which answer to give.
"I'm not afraid of looking," Charlie said with a pout, "but I wasn't looking either," he added, his eyes looking down at the deck.
"Mm-hmm," Lara said. "So you're trying to tell me you didn't see anything as you came along and I was dozing here?"
Charlie's face was now reddening to the point that Lara regretted teasing him.
"Don't worry! It's nothing to worry about, Charlie! So you caught a glimpse of my tits, it's not the end of the world!" she said. Lara bit her lip nervously and grinned at him, glancing around their surroundings for a moment to make sure nobody was about. "Look," she said, turning to face him and suddenly dropping her arm. She held her hands away from her body for a moment and gasped, mimicking the look of surprise on Charlie's face as she left her breasts uncovered for a second before clasping a hand over each tit and yelping out a giddy laugh. Charlie's eyes bulged as he saw her big, beautiful tits on display, up close, for that brief moment. "Haha! And that's all you get!" Lara laughed as she saw Charlie's bewildered expression. "Just about everyone else has seen them. Winston, the landscaper, the cook... and after those bloody photos..." she said, cutting her sentence short, "... but never mind. Now you've seen them too, so there's no sense in being bashful around me, Charlie," Lara said as she turned away from him and laid herself out on her belly across the lounge chair. "Hopefully you've got that out of your system, now get to work," Lara said with a laugh. "The bottle of suntan oil is on the deck beside me," she said, motioning with a nod of her head.
Charlie was still a bit dizzy with excitement. Out of his system? Not a chance, he thought as he walked over beside her and picked up the bottle of oil.
"You know, it's really not healthy to be sun-tanning," Charlie said pointedly.
"Have you been talking to Winston?" Lara asked.
"What?"
"Winston said the same thing," Lara explained.
"No, that's what my teacher told me," Charlie said.
"Hmph! I don't need you passing on lectures too, Charlie," Lara said.
"I'm sorry," Charlie said quietly as he opened the top of the bottle.
"Don't be sorry about everything!" Lara chuckled and rolled her eyes at him.
"Alright, sor-" Charlie stopped himself in mid-apology.

The boy turned the bottle upside-down over Lara's bare back and gave it a good squeeze.
"Ah!" Lara grunted lightly as her body flinched at the cool squirt of oil that fell on her hot, sun-warmed skin. "It feels cold," she said, laughing lightly.
"Sorry," Charlie apologized as he watched her body tense up momentarily, "I mean, I'm not!" he added quickly.
"You're not?" Lara asked with a bemused laugh.
"I don't know," Charlie said, sounding defeated. Lara simply chuckled at him and he gritted his teeth in frustration.
He squirted a second stream up her back, watching her back muscles tense and relax as she got herself used to the oil.
Charlie's technique was a lot cruder than Winston's, who squirted the oil first in his hands, warming it up between his palms before spreading it across her back.
"Just be sure to spread it all over," Lara said, propped up on her elbows as she waited patiently for the feel of Charlie's hands upon her.
Charlie set the bottle down beside him and reached out, placing his hands into the puddle of creamy suntan oil that flowed down her spine into the small of her back. Lara let out a quiet sigh as she felt a trail of coolness follow Charlie's sliding hands.
"That's good Charlie," she said, looking back at him over her shoulder, "but you're only getting half of my back."
"I can't reach all the way," Charlie said.
The recliner that she was laying on was a little wider than necessary for one person, and from where Charlie was standing on one side, he couldn't reach all the way across her back.
"I'll have go around to the other side," he said.
"Just sit beside me," Lara said, carefully covering her tit with one hand as she patted a spot on the recliner beside her with the other.
"Oh. Alright," Charlie said somewhat nervously as he climbed up on to the chair.
As he resumed spreading the oil over Lara's back, he was aware of his cock throbbing to life within his shorts.
"Thank you, Charlie," Lara said, looking back at Charlie as he sat by her side.
She might see it, Charlie thought as he turned away from her slightly so that she wouldn't catch a glimpse of his swelling shorts. He tried to take his mind off of her fit, nude body, almost fully revealed to him, but there was nothing that could stop his growing erection. He couldn't help but have his eyes roam over every curve of her body. The sloping arch of her back, the way her hips flared out from her slim waist, the perfect globes of her ass swelling up below the small of her back, her long, toned legs... it was simply impossible for Lara Croft to escape any man's notice, least of all when she was practically nude and allowing one to grope her body. Charles began to grow uncomfortable as his penis swelled in front of him and Lara kept turning her head over her shoulder, almost getting a glimpse of his tenting shorts. He made a quick decision to get out of her field of view and suddenly climbed up on to the recliner and stood up on his knees, straddling Lara's thighs. She felt him settle one knee on either side of her and tensed up slightly as she wondered what he was up to.
"This is more comfortable than, um, s-sitting there sideways all twisted about," Charlie said, trying to offer a reasonable explanation.
"Alright," Lara said simply, feeling a little vulnerable with him behind her like that, but she soon relaxed again as she felt his small fingers press against her back, massaging her again.
Charlie couldn't believe the situation he had put himself in. His hands glided up and down Lara's smooth skin, and he was aware of how similar his position was to a sexual one. He straddled his employer's strong thighs, his hips hovering over her, just inches from her glorious ass as he leaned forward and rubbed at the small of her back, slipping his fingers just above the swell of her buttocks. From his vantage point, she looked almost completely nude. Her entire back was bare. Her tits were so big, Charlie could see them bulge out from her sides beneath her. The only thing she had on was a small thong bottom, most of which was hidden between the cheeks of her perfect ass. She may as well have been wearing nothing. As Charlie kneaded his fingers over her back and around her waist, he couldn't stop imagining himself tightening his grip around her slim waist, pulling her rump up in the air and letting his throbbing erection loose from his shorts to take Lara doggy-style. The next thing that happened came so tormentingly close to fulfilling his fantasy.
"Mmm, that's nice," Lara said as she closed her eyes.
The back of the recliner was directly in front of her, angled up for sitting, so she couldn't lie down on her front comfortably without moving further down the length of the chair. Lara decided to slide herself further back, but made a poor judgment at just how much room she had between herself and Charlie's straddling form. To Charlie's surprise, he saw Lara's back arch as she moved herself back on her elbows. She lifted her hips up from the recliner with the intention to slide her legs back through Charlie's straddling legs, but she froze for a moment as she felt her ass buck up into Charlie's groin area. From that point, everything seemed to stop in time and split-second decisions led to an embarrassing turn of events. Charlie's tented shorts caught right up against the mound of Lara's thong-covered pussy.
"Oops!" Lara said as she froze for a split second.
Rather than retreat back to her initial position, she decided to continue on, brushing past him as quickly as possible. She hoped she could slide through quickly enough that it would hardly be more than incidental contact, but her miscalculation became even more apparent as the head of Charlie's jutting erection caught against the mound of her pussy. She moved her ass back down between his legs and she felt a great amount of friction as the head of his cock slid against the plump mound of her vulva, catching against the soft flesh, then sprung up into the cleft of her ass as she continued her motion, cleaving a path between her ass-cheeks and causing Charlie to tense up as his fingers gripped tightly around her waist before his erection finally popped free and she was able to move herself further down the recliner.
Charlie squeaked out a painful-sounding grunt at the obtrusive contact and Lara felt her face flushing hot with embarrassment as she finally settled herself down.
"I'm sorry, I was just trying to scoot back a bit," Lara explained quickly, "so that I could lay down."
"I-it's alright Miss Croft. It was my fault, I-I was in the way," Charlie said nervously as he tried to make sense of what had just happened.
He thought that massaging suntan oil on Lara's back was the most erotic thing he had ever experienced, but this event quickly took first place. His mind turned it over in his head as he realized that he had just experienced the most sexual contact he had ever felt in his life. Lara had literally ground her ass up against him. If it wasn't for the slim material of his shorts and her thong, he imagined that he would have penetrated her with the way that the end of his penis had plowed through her vulva. Even through their clothing, he had felt the flesh of her pussy lips parting slightly around the head of his cock as it cleaved a lewd path through her backside.
I'm such a dolt! Lara thought to herself as she felt her pussy still tingling from the inadvertent contact. She looked around the pool area, glad to see that there was no sign of Winston or anyone else to witness their accidental humping. She turned over on her elbow so that she could look back and apologize to Charlie, covering her breasts with her hand and arm. She rolled her hips to the side as she turned over, feeling them slide against the inside of Charlie's thighs, and brush up against his testicles. She quickly turned back a bit so that her hips were no longer pressing up into his crotch.
"I'm so sorry!" Lara said. "It seems I'm making a habit of putting my bottom on you in places I shouldn't," she said, trying to laugh it off.
"It's alright Miss, I'll just get back to work," Charlie said earnestly as he adjusted the waistband of his disheveled shorts, pulled out of place by Lara's dipping ass. He tried his best to hide his erection with his hands.
Lara couldn't help herself after having felt his erection. She knew she shouldn't, but she glanced down and saw the form of Charlie's member swelling the fabric of his shorts up past the waistband. She quickly turned back, feeling the heat even more intensely on her cheeks as she breathed deeply. The image was burned into her mind's eye. His legs straddling either side of her hips as he tried to pulled his waistband back up, trying to hide the bulge that was pointed in her direction with his hands and the bottom of his shirt. The bulge looked slightly stained with wetness as he had plowed up through her ass which she had oiled earlier that morning.
Charlie noticed Lara's eyes dart down to his shorts. He had been desperately trying to avoid her seeing his arousal, but their contact made that point moot, and he thought to himself that she really wasn't very discreet with her stolen glance.
"Remember when I said it's normal for you to react like that? Your, um," Lara took a deep breath, "erection, I mean," she said.
"Yeah," Charlie said with a quiet, defeated tone as he put his hands lightly on Lara's back again, continuing his oiling duty.
"I meant it. I mean, it is indeed normal. It's my fault, really, I shouldn't be having you do things like this," Lara said, propping herself up on her elbows. She turned her head towards her shoulder. "Would you like to stop?" she asked.
"No! That's alright Miss Croft, I-I can do this. I'm just a little embarrassed, but if you're alright with me doing this then I will," Charlie said, putting the ball back in her court.
Lara smirked at this, and then laid her head down on her arms, allowing herself to relax again.
"Don't be embarrassed. I don't mind if you don't, Charlie," she said.
"I don't mind, Miss Croft."
"That's good, Charlie," Lara said reassuringly, then added, "Just don't... well, you wouldn't tell anyone about that happening to you, would you?"
"N-No, Miss Croft. It's... somewhat embarrassing, is all," he said.
"It's nothing to be embarrassed about. Just get back to work and we can forget about it," Lara said.
With that, Charlie resumed sliding his hands along Lara's back. He added another squirt to the middle of her spine and spread it around. Lara lay her head on her arms and simply enjoyed the feel of his small, lightly massaging fingers traveling across her skin. She smiled as she felt goosebumps raise at his touch. It felt nice. Despite the erotic nature of the act, she reasoned that if it hadn't been for her accidental grinding and Charlie's erection, this whole event would have been as innocent as her young employee simply oiling her back for her. Except for the fact that her young employee was a thirteen year-old boy who she was quite sure had a crush on her and who had a predictable reaction to the sensuality of the chore she had him doing. As she lay there, closing her eyes, she found she couldn't stop thinking about how she had bucked up against Charlie's hard cock. She knew he was there, right behind her, feeling her half-nude body while still probably sporting an erection. The slight tingle that ran through her almost escaped her notice. In fact, she caught herself just in time, realizing that her hips were fidgeting around of their own accord, brushing for a couple of seconds against Charlie's inner thighs. Lara took a deep breath and forced herself to take her mind off of everything. She thought about which dress she would wear to the party.
"Don't forget to go up around my shoulders," she murmured sleepily as she felt the tension giving way to total relaxation, "and a bit around my sides."
"Yes, Miss Croft," Charlie answered.
For Charlie the tension never faded. He was awed by this fantastic new aspect of his work. He rubbed his hands around Lara's sides as she instructed, squeezing his fingers around her waist as he felt her hips roll slightly beneath him for a moment before they stopped suddenly. As he gripped her by the waist, his hips hovering just above her perfectly rounded ass, he couldn't help but imagine how his position mimicked the sexual positions from the rear that he had seen during his secretive internet excursions. His erection was still swollen to full rigidity inside his shorts and he wished he could run off to relieve himself, but at the same time he didn't want to stop his hands from roaming so freely over Lara's perfect body. He leaned forward a little further to oil Lara's upper back and shoulders. Lara smiled as she felt his fingers tickle across the back of her neck, brushing aside her long, silky braid, piling it behind her head as he leaned his weight forward, his hands gliding across her shoulder blades. She was perfectly at ease, and was thinking about how she rather enjoyed the attention she got from Charlie. She realized that he had a bit of a crush on her and she reveled in the fact that he found her so sexy that he could not hide the obvious sign of his arousal. She knew she was capable of such an effect on men, but she couldn't remember it coming as easily as it did with Charlie. With her eyes closed and enjoying the massage, she had the sudden urge to test Charlie's confidence. Charlie was so meek, and she did want this job to be a source of pride and a boost to his self-esteem, she reasoned. What better way to make a young man feel more grown-up than to make him feel at ease around a half-nude woman, she smirked to herself.
"My sides, Charlie, don't forget," she said.
"I did," Charlie answered.
"Higher up too. Near my breasts," Lara said, her heart suddenly thumping in her chest as she spoke the words, waiting anxiously for his response.
"Oh," Charlie said quietly.
Lara felt his hands slide up her ribs, tickling all the way up to her armpits, his fingertips barely brushing against the soft flesh of her breasts that bulged out beneath her.
He was bolder than she would have given him credit for. Lara was afraid that he might run off with some excuse at the first mention of the word "breast," but he went right to it. His touch was quick and purposeful, but his fingertips barely pressed against the soft curves where her breasts began to swell out from her chest.
"Don't be shy," Lara said.
Charlie barely made an adjustment as his fingers moved from her back, down the sides of her ribs and perhaps a quarter-inch further into the soft flesh of her tits. Lara smiled mischievously as she decided to test Charlie further. She looked around quickly to make sure nobody was about and then made her move.
"Here, let me show you how to do it," Lara said in a low whisper, even though there was no reason to lower her voice.
She propped herself up on one elbow and reached back with a free hand, clasping her fingers around Charlie's wrist and guiding his hand until she had pressed it fully against the side of her tit. She guided him in a circular motion as she pressed his fingers into her yielding flesh.
"Like that. Make sure you get it all over. It won't do me any good to have a nice tan but pale tits," she said with a laugh, looking around cautiously again.
Charlie laughed nervously in reply. He wanted to say something quick and clever in response, but he couldn't think of anything witty. Instead he went with the first thing that came to his mind.
"Pale or not, they are a nice pair," he said, then added, "Miss Croft," as though adding the formal address could excuse his silly, lewd remark. Charlie held his breath as he waited for Lara's admonishment, but breathed a sigh of relief as she simply chuckled at him.
"A nice pair, really? How would you know? Have you seen so many in your life that you could make an informed judgment?" Lara asked with a giggle.
"No, I meant... I don't know," Charlie said, his mind swimming with excitement and confusion as his hands massaged the sides of Lara's soft tit-flesh. He moved a little further up to straddle her waist as he leaned down and massaged her upper torso.
Lara felt his hands pressing harder against her, slipping around her back, down her sides and ever-more daringly into her tits. She was surprised at Charlie's eagerness. She was so sure that he would have shied away if she pushed him, but she smiled with satisfaction as she felt his touch only grow bolder with each stroke. She stiffened up on her elbows as she felt his hands spend a little more time on the sides of her breasts with each visit. Lara felt her heartbeat pick up the pace and her breath started to come in short, shallow bursts. As Charlie leaned in close behind her, she could hear him breathing louder through his mouth. She felt Charlie's hands dip down the sides of her breasts, now daring to cup their roundness. She felt his fingers begin to slip in underneath the soft flesh, almost reaching her nipples and pulling her tits out from beneath her.
"Okay, that's good enough," Lara said quickly, catching his hand on his next downward stroke. "Thank you Charlie," she said, trying to catch her breath. The rush of feelings she felt were unmistakable, even as she tried to deny them. She felt giddy inside as she considered them, and took another look around. Nobody was around to bother them. Naughty thoughts licked at the corners of her mind, even as she knew that she couldn't ever act on them... until she decided to test Charlie with one more little tease.
"Charlie," Lara said as she looked sideways at Charlie, catching a glimpse of the bulge in his shorts as he turned away to hide it from her view. "Would you mind doing my bum?" she asked, purposely using the double entendre and feeling a wicked excitement building within her as she waited to hear Charlie's innocent reply.
"What?" Charlie asked nervously, glancing down at Lara's beautiful ass.
"My bum," Lara said, slightly lifting it from the lounge chair for emphasis. "Do you mind?" she asked.
Charlie opened his mouth, but only a squeak issued forth. Lara chuckled and quickly dismissed her request as she saw Charlie become visibly confused and uncomfortable. "Never mind, I'll do it myself," she said. "I just need a second coat down there, I think," she said, reaching for the bottle of suntan oil.
Charlie cursed himself inwardly as he watched Lara roll over on one elbow, facing away from him so as not to expose her chest to him. She squirted a stream of oil over her hip and butt-cheek, put the bottle down and reached back to massage the oil around her ass. He watched in fascination as her hand slid over her cheeks. His jaw dropped as he watched her sliding, massaging fingers pry one cheek of her ass away from the other, revealing the strip of thong that had hidden itself in between, and even catching a glimpse of the puckered edges of her asshole.
Lara heard Charlie taking a deep breath behind her as she finished leaving the fresh coat of glistening oil all over her rear.
"You know you can go now," she said. "Thank you, Charlie."
"Winston s-said I should drain and clean the hot-tub," Charlie said.
"Oh, yes that's fine. My party guests may want to go for a dip," Lara said, swallowing the lump in her throat, as she suddenly became aware of her stiffened nipples and a warmth spreading through her lower body.
"I just have to go use the toilet first," Charlie said as he excused himself.
Lara cast a sideways glance as Charlie walked by, adjusting his shorts, and she caught another glimpse of the bulge in his shorts. Lara watched him walk away, her jaw slightly agape in wonder as she watched the slight boy dash inside. It seemed as though Charlie was bolder than she gave him credit for, although she wondered if she had gone too far with her request to have him fondle her bum. She smiled as she gathered her breasts back underneath her and laid her head down across her arms again, thankful that Winston was so averse to the summer heat, or she would have had a very compromising situation to explain.

Lara blinked her eyes open as she sensed a shadow blocking the sun from her face. It was Charlie. She took in a deep breath as she awoke from her slumber.
"Mmmm, Charlie, you're still here?" she asked.
"I just finished the hot-tub," he said. "I thought you might like me to put a little more oil on you before I leave," he said.
"Oh, that's nice of you, Charlie," she said.
Charlie climbed onto the recliner behind her and grabbed the bottle of suntan oil. She felt him squirt a long stream down her back, all the way down to her ass, depositing a good stream of it across both cheeks of her ass. She flinched slightly as she felt the oil drip down into the cleft of her ass, while Charlie's hands swooped across her back. She flinched again as she felt his hands stroke down to her ass, smothering the oil all over her buttocks.
"Charlie!" she exclaimed in surprise.
"You don't mind, do you?" Charlie asked nervously. "You wanted me to do your bum before," he said.
"Yes, but... really, you shouldn't," Lara said.
"It's alright, Miss Croft, I can do it," Charlie said.
Lara felt his fingers digging into the flesh of her ass, encircling each cheek as he massaged her. She stiffened up nervously as she felt his thumbs meet just above her pussy, gliding up between her cheeks and prying them apart as his hands stroked in firm circles.
"Charlie," she said as she began to feel an anxious heat blooming from her pussy. "You shouldn't..."
"It's alright, Miss Croft," Charlie said. "I can do it."
Lara felt a shiver run up her spine and radiate across her body as Charlie continued.
"I have to do this," Charlie said.
Lara felt his hands leave her ass. She felt more spatters of oil fall upon her ass and she looked back over her shoulder to see a shocking sight.
Charlie had his shorts pulled down around his thighs, gripping his cock in one hand as he poured oil all over it. The fluid dripped from his shaft and flew off of his stroking fingers in thick dollops all over her ass.
"Charlie!" Lara yelped. She wanted scoot away from him, but at the same time she mesmerized by the sight of his erection. The bulge that had been hidden by his shorts now revealed what was an impressive cock for a boy his age. Charlie grabbed her by the hips and moved to lift her. She did lift her hips, and was about to take the opportunity to slide away from him when she felt his fingers grip tightly around her thong bottom, holding her in place as he gripped himself, pressing his cock against her vulva. His thumb slid aside her thong bottom and Lara gasped as she felt the bulbous head of his oiled prick slide easily and smoothly inside of her. She wanted to scream out, but so many confusing thoughts ran through her head. She didn't want to scare him too badly. She didn't want to attract any attention and have Winston actually come out to see what had happened. She also wondered how deeply Charlie could penetrate. Lara got the answer to her last thought as she felt him press into her until his narrow hips slapped up against her luscious ass.
"Charlie!" she yelped again, although she noted, with some degree of distress on her part, that her cry came a little quieter. She was also aware that it came not as a cry of objection, but of desire.
"Miss C-Croft!" Charlie cried out in response as his thrusts began to sound a rhythmic slap of wet, oiled, flesh against flesh.
"Oh God, Charlie!" Lara sighed as she felt herself irresistibly rocking back to meet him. She tossed her head back as she let loose a moan, feeling Charlie catch her braid in one hand, pulling on it roughly as he bucked up hard against her ass. She was lost in a frenzy of lust as he seemed to know just what she liked.
"Fuck me, Charlie," she moaned. Somewhere in the back of her mind she knew that anyone walking out to the pool now would be in for quite a shocking sight... and she didn't care. All of the tension, the sexual innuendo, her desire to make a strong, confident man out of Charlie, all of it just seemed to come together perfectly into this moment. "Fuck me, Charlie!" she said again, rocking her hips to match the boy's frenzied rhythm.
"Miss Croft?" Winston's voice called out. "Miss Croft?" he said again, and Lara turned her head to see Winston standing there beside her. She felt her heart pounding in her chest as she gasped in shock, even as Charlie continued thrusting, unrelenting, against her backside.
"Miss Croft?" Lara heard Winston's voice again... as her eyes shot open with a start and she felt her heart pounding in her chest. Lara looked up to see Winston standing beside her. She rolled over on her side and looked behind her.
"You were mumbling something about Charlie," Winston said.
"Was I?" Lara said as she breathed heavily, wiping the sleep from her eyes.
"Are you alright?" Winston asked. "You look like you just had a nightmare!"
"No, I'm fine," Lara answered. "You just startled me."
"I'm sorry Miss Croft. Charlie said you had fallen asleep, so I came out to make sure you didn't spend too much time out in the sun," Winston said.
"Oh. Thank you," Lara said, looking back on the grass where Charlie had left his bicycle. It wasn't there. "Is Charlie gone already?" Lara asked.
"Yes, he left a few minutes ago. You seem disappointed," Winston said with an amused look.
"No, I just... wanted to thank him for his help," she said.
"Hmm," Winston hummed and smiled. "For the kind of work you gave him today, I don't think a show of gratitude could make his job any more satisfying," Winston said with a chuckle.
"What do you mean?" Lara asked defensively. "You were the one who told him to come today!"
"Quite right, Miss Croft," Winston said, chuckling. "I'm just teasing you, my lady! Now get out of the sun before you get burnt to a crisp."
Lara looked at Winston with a furrowed brow and slowly got up, tying her bikini top on and walking off the deck with her manservant.
"Is everything ready for the party tonight?" Lara asked as they walked by the hot-tub.
"Don't worry my dear, everything is taken care of. You just worry about looking your best tonight, and open your heart to the possibility of something special," Winston said.
"Or at least to the possibility of creating some stories not for the telling," Lara smirked.
Winston rolled his eyes at her and they both laughed.


(continued in Chapter 7)

Moar. Fucking MOAR!

You sir are a god among men!

LEGENDARY!

AHHHHHH SO GOOOOOOD!!

MMMMONSTERKILL!

OH GOD I CAME

SPLOOGE!

This belongs on the first page.

Holy crap buttons! This is a freaking good little story, fun fun fun fun fun.

Keep it up brotha,
Cowboy

Thanks guys! I noticed some mistakes and things that need fixing after I read through my latest posts. Some repetitiveness, missing words, and I screwed up the timing of Lara's party, at one time writing that it was "tomorrow" and later "tonight." All things I'll fix for a final draft. I did feel rushed into posting the last couple chapters without giving them an entire read-through, but as long as you didn't mind it so much I guess it's ok.

So yeah, there was some sex in that last chapter, but only in Lara's dirty mind! :p

In other news, I did find a transcript for the first Tomb Raider game and I believe I will be able to incorporate the character of Jacqueline Natla in a future chapter in a way that fits in with the continuity of the game. I've had some interesting ideas floating around in my head for that, although there are a couple things to get out of the way first, like Lara's party, and Charlie putting the camera to good use.

>>3732
>OH GOD I CAME

:) so did Charlie! In case you didn't catch it...
>"I just have to go use the toilet first," Charlie said as he excused himself.

I <3 this story. I can't wait for the next part!

Also, your name reminds me of a dog in the animaniacs

>>3829
Lol. Me too...and is I Freakaziod?

Hey Buttons! love the story, can you give us a weekly update as to how far you are done? This way we do not have to keep checking every few days. Keep up the good work! :D

I CAME LITRES! Incredifuckingly awesome update! Oh man, I came. Best story ever. Seriously.

This story is fucking epic.

When will there be moar oh glorious buttons?
This story is compelling and it uses one of my
favourite sexy characters.
Nice one..

the slow build up is fantastic, can't wait for chapter 7 :D

bravo

Buckets. Again.

>>3883
>>3956

I'd like to say that I'll have another update this weekend, but I won't make any guarantees. In other words, I likely wouldn't post anything until Saturday or Sunday at the earliest, so you won't have to check for an update until then.

>>3961
I'm glad you are liking it! There's an awful lot of tension being built up, and I was afraid more people would be asking for things to get going already, but I'm glad to see most of you are enjoying it!

>>3989
For me, the fact that there hasn't been any sex yet is why I love this story. And when the sex does come, it will be fantastic catharsis. Keep up the good work!

Sometimes, the best erotic literature leaves you shivering with antici

Bump.

Buttons, you are a god among men. Thank you for a long-awaited update, and may you give many more bringing joy not only to yourself but to others as well.


>>4081

*Reads through the awesome thread, and sees this post*

SAY IT.
SAY IT!

Its weekend again

b-b-b-b-bump

I'm not angry that you didn't post
moar by sunday.. Just dissapointed.

Patient Anon shall wait patiently... with the bluest of blue balls.

This belongs on page 0.

i demand moar

bump.

bump morar

bump

I've been <3 for Lara like ten years, although the games make me nauseous with their awful fucking design. Still, a boyhood fantasy still lives, thanks to one enterprising anon.

Do fucking want, big fucking thanks.

Jesus, I'm actually checking everyday. MOAR

bump

bump

Remember I said no promises about posting dates! But I'll try my best. I decided to post what I have so far instead of waiting to complete and piece together the whole chapter. Originally I was going to have Lara's party make up the bulk of chapter 7, but the scenario written up had to take place and I decided to put it in first. Lara's party is mostly written, by the way, so after I finish with this scenario I hopefully won't have too much to add before the party scene is posted, which will probably make up chapter 8. Anyway, on with the first part of chapter 7...


Chapter 7

As Charles rode his bicycle back home, he couldn't help but turn the events of the day over and over in his mind. It was the only thing he could think of. Lara's gleaming, oil-slicked skin on display, and him with permission to grope her freely! He thought fondly of how she had dragged her backside accidentally against his shorts-stretching erection, then how she had purposefully clamped his hands around the bulge of her breasts. She had even wanted him to rub oil on her buttocks, and even now he gritted his teeth in frustration as he remembered how his hesitation had cost him the opportunity. But why did she offer him those invitations? Charles wasn't sure what to think. Was Miss Croft just teasing him? He knew what that felt like, having had a number of girls at school tease him about touching their breasts after the whole Katie incident, but Lara wasn't being coy with her invitations. She had followed up on her offers. Then again, he thought, perhaps she really was just needing some innocent help with her sun-tanning and he was reading far too much into it. She was a confidant, older woman. Perhaps it was just a sign of her maturity that she paid no mind to the sexual overtones the day's task might have held, even if he did. Charles turned these thoughts over in his head, completely confused about what to think of his situation. He never imagined that he could hope to act on any sexual urges towards his beautiful employer, but now he wondered if perhaps there was some kind of opportunity that he could explore. His heart was racing and he wasn't sure if it was from the idea of it, or from the exertion of riding his bicycle. The throb of a stirring erection bothered him during his ride as he thought about the events of the day and time seemed to fly by as he arrived home sooner than he expected.
Charles dropped his bicycle in the back yard and went inside.
"Oh, how was work, Charlie?" his mother asked with a smile as he walked through the kitchen.
"Fine, mum," Charlie said, walking right by.
"Just fine?" she asked as she stirred a bowl of batter. "Hey, what's troubling you?" Alice asked as she saw that Charlie seemed preoccupied with his thoughts.
"Nothing! It was just the same as usual," he lied as kept on walking.
Alice's gaze followed her son out the door with a look of concern, before she sighed and turned her attention back to mixing her batter.
Charles bounded up the stairs and went into his bedroom, shutting the door behind him. He stood in the middle of his room for a moment, lost in thought. Lara was all he could think of. He quickly went to his computer and turned it on, then went over to his drawer where he had placed his little camera. The lens was like a tiny pinhole built into a round, black face that was no larger than a small coin, and it seemed to blend easily into the bundle of toy robots and old electronic bits, computer parts and cables he had spread out over his dresser. He had made a careful arrangement to hide most of the body of the device and it looked as inconspicuous as any of the other junk. He took the spy camera from the dresser and placed it beside his computer as he grabbed the mouse and immediately clicked his way into his secret folder, bringing up his favorite images of Lara Croft. Charles breathed deeply as he looked into the eyes of Lara's sexy, black-corseted portraits. She seemed to stare back at him with a naughty, seductive gaze. His face flushed as he felt his heart thump a little faster in his chest and he idly stroked his growing erection through his shorts. After a few moments of fantasizing about what he could have done that day if Lara was as willing as he was wanting, he growled in frustration at himself and forced his erotic thoughts from his mind as he closed the images. He had already masturbated once at the Croft mansion after he had finished oiling Lara's body, and he just started to feel more frustrated the more he thought about what did and didn't happen that day.
Charles plugged in the spy-camera and quickly bored himself as he loaded up the video of the desk he was sitting at now. He fast-forwarded through minute after minute of nothing but what looked like a still image. He clicked through to a later point in the video, and found nothing. Another click, and still nothing. A number of clicks yielded nothing of interest and he started to regret spending the money on the blasted thing. The shopkeeper had told him he'd be satisfied knowing one way or the other if his sister was snooping, but he now realized the only thing he wanted was proof that she was. If he got that proof, he imagined the look of shock on Emily's face when he revealed his spy-camera to her and his parents, showed them the video proof and explained that he deserved the respect and privacy that his older sister already enjoyed.
Then suddenly a light from an opening door moved across the video frame and Charlie's heart began to race as he watched his sister enter the video frame and sit in his chair as she turned on the computer.
"Yes!" he exclaimed to himself, clapping his hands together in glee.
Charles realized that this moment could have never come if he hadn't been making money working for Miss Croft. He also realized that it was his time helping his sister at the community center's pool that helped him get the job as well. He smiled wryly at this thought. To some degree, he even owed this moment of triumph to Jacob, whose bullying had attracted the attention of the generous shopkeeper. Charles was beside himself with joy, a broad smile on his lips and his dangling legs swinging excitedly from his chair.
Charlie's expression suddenly turned to one of horror as he noticed something in the video. The monitor of his computer was barely visible from the angle he had captured, but even then he could make out the skewed image of a naked couple popping up on the screen as Emily giggled. She continued clicking the mouse, bringing up one image after another of busty, nude women and what he recognized as some of the most hardcore pornographic images he had saved. Charles felt an uneasy feeling in his stomach and his heart now raced with fear, not triumph. His face flushed with embarrassment, not excitement.
"You randy little bastard!" Emily exclaimed in the video as she giggled at what Charlie knew was a picture of a cum-spattered woman sucking on a penis.
Charles wondered how he was going to maneuver around this development. He cursed at the fact that he wasn't able to protect his computer with a password. His parents didn't allow it, insisting that his computer be completely open to their scrutiny. Perhaps he could show the video up to the point that Emily turned on his computer, and edit out the rest, he thought to himself. At the very least he thought he could convince them to allow him a password that everyone but his sister would know. He focused his attention back to his monitor and gasped as he suddenly noticed something unexpected in the video. Emily had slid her hand up under her shirt and he could see that she was gently groping one of her breasts underneath the material. Charlie's mouth dropped open and watched, fascinated, as she appeared to slide her hand around the swell of her large breast. Then he noticed a small movement of her fingers. She was playing with her nipple. She clicked the mouse again and loaded up another pornographic photo and Charlie heard a barely audible sigh as her hand shifted to her other breast.
Charles was entranced by the sight. In one corner of his mind he knew that he should probably stop watching right now, but he was a typical, sexually curious young boy and even though the woman touching herself in the video was his big sister, there was no way he could resist watching it. Charles felt his cock throbbing to life once again and he allowed himself to touch his growing member just for a moment to adjust himself to a more comfortable position.
"Mmmhhh," Emily sighed as she continued clicking through his collection of photos.
Charlie saw her slump down in his chair as her hand left her breasts and slid down her stomach, slipping under the waistband of her blue jeans. Charlie exhaled sharply as he watched Emily's hips squirm in the chair while her hand dug down the front of the tight denim, pawing at her pussy.
Charles always thought his sister was a beautiful young woman. Her long blond hair turned heads wherever she went, and her body was slim and sexy. She never wore anything too revealing, but her skin-tight shirts did enough to show off her big, beautiful tits and her fit young body. She didn't have nearly the proportions that Lara had, but her curves were nonetheless alluring. Charlie sometimes found thoughts of his sister invading his mind during his masturbation sessions, but he always felt guilty about it and found a way to push them out of the way and replace them with some other muse. Lately that muse had been Lara Croft exclusively, but at that very moment he couldn't deny the idea of Emily as a sexual being, nor could he deny the urge to slip his own hand into his shorts. Charles slipped his hand in underneath his underwear and grabbed his swollen shaft, pumping himself. He thought about Lara's nude body covered in oil, her gorgeous round tits glistening in the bright sunlight... he saw his sister's hand working quickly in her jeans... he imagined his sister sunning herself, in the backyard, while he oiled her... he imagined grasping Emily's large tits, rolling them in his hands as he spread oil all over them... he imagined doing the same to Lara's even larger tits, and how his small hands could barely cup any of their impressive volume when she had encouraged him earlier that day...
Charles had gotten used to not having a lock on his door. He always knew when someone was coming up the stairs as they creaked loudly. The creaks in the hallway were a little fainter though, and he didn't hear them as tip-toeing feet approached his door and gently opened it.
Suddenly the door flung open and Charlie jumped in his seat and yelped in surprise, jerking his hand out from his shorts as he turned around in his chair.
"A-ha! I knew it! Wait 'til I tell mom that you like tossing off to porn on your-" Emily said, stopping short as she looked from her little brother's flushed face to the video on his computer monitor.
"What... what's that?" Emily said, pointing at the monitor, as she met Charlie's red-faced expression of fear with her own expression of shock and confusion.


(Chapter 7 to be continued)

>>4603

DOUBLE BLACKMAIL. Wait, no, TRIPLE BLACKMAIL. Caught jerking off to blackmail material which was his sister schlicking off to blackmail material that was hardcore porn on his computer. Yeah, think I got that right.

Well. That's not awkward at all. Well, not exactly like she's going to tell now, huh?

Epic

Don't ever leave us again, Buttons. ;_;

WE LOVE YOU, BUTTONS! WE LOOOOOOVE YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUU!

YEEEEEES! This is is building up to deliver greatness. Actually, it's been great all along.

>>4621
Second! You're amazing, Buttons!

holy shit blueballed by the internet

DO FUCKING WANT

You the man! When can I buy the hard-cover?

FUCKIN' HELL THIS IS AWESOME
MY GAWD YOU ARE A GENIUS
ALL HAIL!!

>>4603
If his sister is bi is she going to try to get Laura in a sibling sandwich?

i really really love this palce

bump,cause this is sweet like candy liquor

AS LONG AS THERE IS BLOOD IN MY VEINS, I WILL BUMP THIS TTTHHHRRREEEAAADDD!!!!!!!!!!!

do fucking want

This belongs on page 0.

Is that some incest I hear coming down the road?

I hopes it is.

OH SNAP!

Moar, for the sake of humanity moar!

epic.

DOO WAANNT!!! PPOOSSTTT NAAAAOOOO!!! PLOX!!! Also, BUMP FOR PWNAGE!!!

I almost bought a Tomb Raider game because of this fucking guy.

Goddamn it Buttons, you better keep kicking ass, or else I'll just have to shut the fuck up FUCK YOU FOR BEING GREAT, BUTTONS, FUCK YOU

>>4896
I've fapped to Tomb Raider concept art and still from the movies after reading this. Feels good man.

This story = WIN
Thanks Buttons your awsome :)

b-b-b-b-b-b-BUMP

fuck. i came white magma

also, MOAR

Its buttons here, since 4chan went down the interweb drain