“Everything okay, Christina?"
I shook myself back into the present as I hastily turned back towards the sink to hide my blushing cheeks.
"Um, yep! All good, Mr. Weaver!" I could hear him pouring coffee behind me. “Sorry if I’m a little early.”
“Nah, not a problem. You just got here?”
I swallowed before I made myself to turn back around and smile at him, forcing my gaze to focus on his eyes instead of all over his bare chest. “A little while ago. I’ve already started on the living room.”
There was a flash of something in his face as his eyes darted to the doorway to the living room. I blushed again, realizing he was probably thinking of the laptop.
“Oh.” He said, quickly sipping his coffee and avoiding looking at me.
“Yeah, I cleaned up a little but I didn’t quiet get to the coffee table,” I said quickly, watching the tension on his face ease a little.
He smiled at me. “Well, thanks again for coming over. Sorry about the mess.”
“Oh, not a problem!” I said, grinning before my face fell a little bit. “Um, Mr. Weaver, I’m really sorry about what you’re going thr-”
“Don’t be,” he said quickly, shaking his head and chuckling. “Look, between you and me?” He turned and smiled at me. “It’s probably the best thing that could’ve happened to the two of us, honestly. It’d been building up for a while, she’s just the one that pulled the trigger.”
He suddenly shook his head again. “Anyway, sorry, you don’t want to hear about this.” He flashed me a grin. “Listen, it’s gonna be a hot one today, so feel free to use the pool whenever. I might even join you."
I felt a little surge of excitement inside, thinking about the prospect of taking a dip in the pool in my new bikini with just Tyler Weaver.
Again, I'd gone swimming at their house - even with him - hundreds of times before. But that'd been back when I was younger. The older, more adult me looked at the hot, wickedly handsome older man sipping coffee in just his boxers in a much different light now.
Tyler went off to get some work done, and an hour or so later, I was dying to take him up on his offer. I’d ended up doing a little gardening work in the backyard under the heat of the afternoon sun all day, and I'd been hungrily eyeing the pool for the last two hours. So I quickly changed into my bikini in the downstairs bathroom, before heading out to the pool.
Chapter 4
Christina
The water felt incredible as I slid my sweaty, bikini-clad body into the pool. I sighed as I let the blazing heat of the day melt away in the cool water, lazily just treading water. I floated on my back, closing my eyes and grinning up at the sun as I let the water carry me along.
Eventually, I slipped back out of the water and went to lay back in one of the lawn-chairs by the pool to dry under the sun. I slipped my sunglasses on and lay back with a happy grin, letting the warm sun tease it's way over my bare skin and warm me back up after the nice cold water.
Yeah, this job was going to be hard to match once I went off to college.
As the heat of the afternoon soaked into my tanned skin, I found my thoughts drifting back to that morning; specifically to the huge bulge I'd seen pressing hotly against the front of Mr. Weaver's boxers. I mean, I'd obviously found him attractive before - I mean who wouldn't really? But I guess my flirty thoughts had always ended there when it came to my good looking older neighbor.
But wow had seeing that thickness tenting out his boxers had kindled a little flame inside of me, and as I sat out by the pool, I started to stoke that fire. With my eyes closed there on that lawn-chair, I started to imagine following that little happy trail of hair on his abs down, and this time down past the waist of his shorts. I'd really never actually seen a guy naked like that outside of the movies or the time Mike Hicks tried to just pull it out in the car while driving me home from prom after I told him I wouldn't go "get a room" with him. Sometime after that, Anna and I had snuck peaks at dirty pictures online, giggling as we'd shrieked at close-up shots of big, enormous looking cocks being manhandled by girls that needed two hands to get the job done.
"Eeew! How would you even fit something like that inside of you!" She’d shrieked, though her cheeks had been as flushed and her eyes as wide as mine. Neither of us had really talked about it, but I know we’d both felt something hot deep inside seeing that thick shaft in the tiny hands of the girl who didn't look much older than us.