by Young, Luke
I narrow my eyes. "Wait, when did you realize I was, you know, naked in here?"
"I saw you standing on the edge of the pool."
"Really?"
"Yeah."
"So you were spying on me?"
"Kinda, I'm very bored over there."
"Uh-huh. So you basically came over to embarrass me?"
"Basically." Rising up, she stands at the edge of the pool. "Do you mind if I join you?"
"Yes, I mean, um, no, not at all." I'm staring directly at her firm, young body with my heart beating out of my chest. I'm not sure if it's still beating this way from the laps or from her. Nina crosses her arms, and pulls the straps down on either side of her suit exposing her breasts. My jaw drops. She pushes the suit lower down to her waist then bends over as she shimmies it past her hips down her legs and stands upright. Unblinkingly, my eyes take in all of her. I remind myself to breathe and now I'm sure it’s not the laps that are causing my pulse to race.
"Is it cold?" She asks.
I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out so I shake my head no like a moron. Smiling, she dives in, goes fully underwater swimming to the far side of the pool, with her cute little ass poking out of the water as she does it. I can't tear my eyes from her. She turns, pushing off the wall and swims toward me. She stops three feet away and bounces up and down in the water in front of me with her full breasts glimmering in the moon light. "I've never done this before."
"What?"
"Skinny dip."
"Oh, yeah skinny dip," I reply desperately trying to mask my disappointment that she didn’t say something a little different. "It feels pretty good, right?"
"It does." Bringing a finger to her lips, she nibbles on it briefly then says. "Can I ask you something?"
"Yeah, sure."
"Do you think I'm sexy?"
I scoff. "You're kidding, right?"
"No, I don't think Tom thinks I'm sexy anymore."
"You've got to be kidding. I haven't blinked since you took off your suit. Actually, no since I saw you sitting on the edge of the pool."
Shaking her head, she gives me a weak smile. "Thanks." Her lip quivers as a tear falls from her eye and she turns away.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"He cheated."
"Tom cheated on you?"
"Yes, on some business trip last summer with this woman from work."
"He told you this?"
She turns back to me. "He admitted it after I found a text message from her."
"Shit."
"Yeah, shit." She takes a deep breath and looks me in the eye. "I've never cheated on him."
"It must have been some kind of temporary insanity thing. I mean, look at you. I'm sure he would never do it again."
"Oh, he begged me to stay with him and promised me it would never happen again, but I just can't get past it."
"I'm sure it meant nothing. It was just sex. Sex makes people do crazy things. Look at Jodi Arias and that crazy bitch from Georgia."
"Yeah, I guess, but..." Her words trail off as she turns away from me in the water.
"You love him, right?"
"I think I still do."
"You guys will get past this. I'm sure." I ask hopefully, "You guys do a lot of things together, right? Like, watch TV, workout, or—"
"No."
"Oh, well, maybe you could start. You should develop a common interest. Like take a dance class or something, maybe, uh, square dancing."
She wipes a tear from her eye and chuckles. "You think we should square dance?"
Shrugging my shoulders, I say, "Doesn't have to be dancing."
"You're cute."
I look away from her. "No, I'm an old man."
"No, you're cute." Gently taking hold of my face with her hands, she directs my eyes to hers. "And sexy too."
"Really, I, uh—"
Suddenly her lips are on mine, softly at first then as the heat rises between us I move to her, wrapping my arms around her. I can feel her breasts pressing against my chest and my erection poking against her belly. Her hands slide down my body to my hips and she pulls me closer still. I slide my tongue between her lips and kiss her more deeply.
I pull away slightly from her and gasp. "Wait, you're gorgeous. This is... you, don't want to do this. You'll regret it."
"I do." Nodding her head, she looks deep into my eyes with her lips parted. "I need to do this."
"As much as I'd like to do this. I mean, I really, really want to do this." I blink a few times just to be sure I'm not sleeping. "In fact, I think I already came twice."
Chuckling, she runs a hand over my chest gazing at my neck. "I hope not."
"Don't you think it's probably a bad idea?"
She shakes her head no and presses her lips to mine. Panting, I make some sort of gurgling sound as I wrap my arms around her and scoop her up under her thighs as she wraps her legs around me. Lifting her higher, I kiss her breast, wildly searching for her nipple until I finally find it sucking it inside my mouth.
She gasps, wrapping her arms around my head and pulling me closer. I hear what sounds like a whimper and pull away from her, catching another tear sliding down her face.
"No, don't stop."
Gasping for breath, I rub my hands over my face wiping the pool water from my eyes. "I'm not used to crying before I sleep with a woman, usually they have the courtesy to wait until after I'm done."
She wipes her eye as she holds back a chuckle. "I'm sorry."
"You're going to hate yourself... and me if we do this."
"I don't want to think, I just want to do it." She reaches her hand out to touch me.
"Wait..." I move away from her and head to the edge of the pool. "Let's just take a minute."
"Yeah, okay." She brushes the wet hair from her face.
We're staring at each other standing still in that amazing warm water, under that damn romantic moonlight. Gazing at her breasts, which look incredible and appear to be floating on the surface of the pool, I swallow hard. "I think we—"
"Ben?" A loud voice calls from the patio area pulling me back to reality.
Turning, I see Emily rushing over and she's not happy. "Nina, is that you?"
"Hi, uh, Emily." Nina says as she dips down lower in the pool hiding her nakedness.
"We're just going for a swim," I say with as much confidence as I can muster.
"Are you guys naked?" Emily asks, horrified.
"Well, technically we are, but that's just because I didn't have my suit when I decided to get in the pool," I explain as Emily stands there with her hands on her hips wearing an incredulous expression.
"Uh-huh."
I point to Nina. "She came by later. I was already doing laps and she…"
Nina shrugs. "Yeah, I was just. I saw him in the pool and—"
"Hold on," I interrupt. "If I remember correctly, didn't you leave me and if I want to have a friend over, I'm pretty sure that's okay. We're separated, right?"
"Do you really consider having a friend over…" Emily begins drawing imaginary quote marks in the air. "…to mean swimming naked with our married neighbor?" Cringing with her head tilted and her hands raised, she waits for a response.
"Well, I…" I glance to Nina seemingly for help, but she returns another shrug before I continue sheepishly, "I think that I can have someone over in the pool if I want."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah." Nodding confidently, I say with more authority, "And whether or not they happen to be wearing a bathing suit is none of your business."
"Uh-huh."
"What the hell are you doing back here anyway?"
"I can't spend one more minute with my parents."
"I think I should go," Nina says.
"Oh, no, Nina don't leave on my account," Emily snaps back, her words dripping with sarcasm. Turning her wrath on me, she continues, "And Ben, why don't you stop in so we can talk after your friend leaves."
Without waiting for a reply, Emily turns
and marches toward the house. Once she slides the door closed, punctuated with a loud slam, I turn to Nina with my eyebrows raised. "This was fun."
"You don't have any guns in the house do you?" Nina asks as we both make our way to the steps of the pool.
"No."
"Good. I think I'm going to go."
"Okay." I steal one last dreamy look at Nina's naked body before she wraps a towel around herself covering up all the good stuff. "Sorry about all that."
"No, it's my fault." After picking up her bathing suit from the pool deck, she heads toward the gate.
Chapter 8
I enter the house wearing my shorts and T-shirt which are mostly damp now that I slipped them on without the benefit of drying off with a towel. I find Emily sitting in the great room on the sofa with her feet pulled up alongside of her. Frowning, she makes a noise like I sicken her. "Did your little friend go home?"
"Yes." I sigh.
"What the hell are you doing?"
"What do you mean?"
"Skinny dipping with Nina… What's next? Am I going to find you smoking meth with Mr. Jenkins?"
Sighing, I don't bother to respond. After ten awkward seconds of us avoiding eye contact, I ask, "So what's wrong with your parents' house?"
"Oh…" She rolls her eyes. "They constantly fight."
"You mean like this?" I motion between the two of us with my finger.
She ignores my gesture and plows ahead. "The air conditioning is set at like sixty and when my father isn't pooping, he's crunching on pretzels. My mother… she's constantly complaining about one health problem after another. I just can't take it. I can't."
"So…"
"So I want you to move out."
"You're kidding."
"I'm not. I was going to let you stay one more night, but not after you embarrassed me in front of the entire neighborhood."
"What?"
"You're having sex with Nina in the backyard and now I'm the laughing stock of—"
"I was not having sex with her." I plop down on the sofa across from her. "And no one can even see back there."
"I saw you kissing her."
"She started it," I say.
"Okay? And where the hell is Tom?"
"On a business trip."
"Have you been having an affair with her?"
"Noaaa," Shaking my head, I explain, "She said Tom cheated on her and she was just feeling—"
"Okay, yeah, that makes sense." Nodding, she shoots me a superior look.
"What?"
"Nothing."
"No, say it." I fold my arms and glare at her. "Go ahead."
"She's just using you."
"You mean no woman could possibly be attracted to me."
"Well not a young woman like that."
"She is attracted to me."
"Okay, all right." She humors me with a smile before looking away.
"She wanted me." Nodding my head, I motion to myself up and down. "She said I'm in better shape than Tom."
She scoffs.
"And you know what… it feels good to know someone is attracted to me. I haven't been in touch with that emotion since, since… I can't even remember when."
"You're crazy. I was attracted to you."
"Yeah. Okay, you really showed me how much."
"I always did."
"I never stopped being attracted to you. Even when you put on that weight, I was still—"
She shoots me an evil glare and I shut the hell up. "Are you calling me fat?"
"No, but we, you know, promised we would stay in shape for each other."
"You bastard. I've been through so much and now you have the nerve to criticize my body."
"I wasn't." I sigh, exhausted.
"Damien thinks I look good." She lifts her nose in the air.
"Well maybe you can screw him now. He can deliver his sperm donation… personally! You've always wanted him to."
Her jaw falls open. "I want you out now."
"You've got to be fucking kidding me."
Cringing, she gives me a pathetic look. "Okay, that's it, use foul language Mr. Cool."
"I think if ever an occasion called for…" I mimic her air quote marks, wearing a snooty expression. "…foul language, this is fucking it."
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck… you like that?" She fires back at me while shifting her head from side to side. "Now I'm as cool as you."
I shoot her a look like she's out of her mind. "Great, you can say it, but maybe you should try doing it a little more then you wouldn't be such a miserable person." Raising my eyebrows I wait for her response.
"Yeah, okay, whatever…" She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. "Anyway, I spoke to a lawyer today and in order for us to get divorced we need to live separately for twelve months. The clock starts over every time we spend the night in the same place and I want this over as soon as possible, so I want you to go… now."
"Fine. I'll go."
"Good."
Heading to the kitchen, I grab my wallet and car keys and rush out the door carrying my tennis shoes.
Chapter 9
Driving less than a mile from home, I realize I don't have the key to my office door and my plan was to sleep there. Pulling the car to the side of the road, I take a deep breath and weigh my options. I'm dressed in damp workout clothes; there isn't a hotel within twenty miles and I'm also a little too pissed off and probably over the legal limit to make the hour long drive to work.
"Shit," I mumble as I turn the car around and head back home.
Parking at the bottom of our driveway, I decide to take a nap in the car to sober up before going in the house to change and pick up my keys. Maybe I can sneak in and out while Emily is asleep. I recline the seat back a bit and settle in. Suddenly, my eyes shoot open with the realization that I'm a moron and my keys to the house happen to be on the same damn key ring with my office keys.
I walk up the driveway, then to the back of the house and quietly try to open the sliding back door. It’s locked and all the lights are out. While pausing to think, I notice there are lights still lit on the second floor of Nina's house. I remember we gave them a key to our house last time we took a trip so I head over.
I knock on Nina's door quietly, looking behind me nervously as if I'm doing something wrong. I'm just here to get the key, I repeat over and over to myself. Twenty seconds pass and I'm still waiting, so I ring the bell. A few seconds later the hall light come on inside and I see a figure walking down the steps as I look through the sidelight's thin curtains. Taking a step back, I wait. She pulls the curtain aside and peers out. We make eye contact and I give her a sorrowful shrug with my hands raised. Her expression is unreadable, but as she lets the current fall back in to place I notice she pauses before reaching to unlock the door.
"What are you doing here?" She asks in a calm voice that I wasn't expecting to hear. I'm totally not used to a woman, more specifically Emily, asking me something without an edge to her voice. No emphasis on the last word, which I usually take to mean it's followed by an unspoken word like 'asshole.' Narrowing my eyes, I struggle to process this in my already impaired state. She repeats the question as she presses a towel to her damp hair.
"Oh, sorry. Do you still have a key to our house?"
"I think so." She's wearing a pink fluffy robe and from the way her cleavage is escaping from the collar I'm guessing there is nothing underneath. Somehow, wearing this, she looks sexier than she did naked in the pool.
She steps back and I enter into the foyer. "Emily sorta threw me out and I was driving to work and realized I don't have my keys to my office or to the house."
"I think they're in the kitchen."
I follow her down the hall and stand next to the table as she pulls open a drawer and searches.
I begin, "Sorry about before, I, um…"
Glancing over her shoulder at me, she says, "No, it was my fault. I don't know what I was thinking." She returns her attention to the drawer. "I was jus
t feeling so alone and— here they are."
I step toward her as she pulls the keys out and places them on the counter. I'm so close now I can smell her shampoo and I inhale deeply. "I think I know that feeling… well," I whisper. Placing my hands on her neck, I gently touch her skin.
Bending her neck down, she moans softly. I massage her, spreading my hands out until the robe falls off her shoulders. "God, you're sexy." I lean in, pressing my lips to her neck, and take a deep breath. She smells of perfumed soap.
Pulling back from her, I take hold of the robe and slide it down exposing her back and just the top of her gorgeous rear end. "You're perfect." It's been so long since I've touched a woman like this. It seems like forever. Returning my hands to her neck, I move closer, pressing my erection against her. She moans again, and reaching back with her hand, she takes hold of my shirt.
"Oh…" I close my eyes and run my hands slowly down her back, barely touching her skin. "I hate my life… I hate my job… run away with me." I lean in, pressing my lips to her flesh and suck it carefully into my mouth. She slides her hand lower and squeezes my aching erection though my shorts. My eyes roll back in my head. "Key West…" I kiss her back. "Yeah, I've always wanted to live in Key West."
Dropping my hands to her calves, I run them slowly up her legs. She spreads them wider pushing her hips back as she rests her elbows on the counter. "Ohhh…" she whispers.
I lean over her, pressing my face to her back while bringing my hands together between her thighs. She shudders when I raise my hands higher, placing my fingertips against her wetness and discover that she's soaked. She moans and spreads her legs further apart. I kiss the back of her neck, sucking at her skin as I slide one finger inside of her. Her body convulses with my touch.
Reaching back, she grabs at my hair and groans as I slip my finger deeper inside her folds. I kiss her again and pump my finger carefully inside of her. She whimpers and turns to me and my finger slips out of her. Lifting her rear up on the counter, she spreads her legs. Our eyes meet for only a moment before she looks down, pushes my shorts below my erection and takes hold of it pulling me closer gripping me hard. I gasp— it's been so long since someone has touched me this way.
I close my eyes as she guides me inside her. Pulling her hand away, she wraps her arms around my back as I press my hips to hers. Placing her head on my shoulder, she moans softly as I slowly thrust deeper. She wraps her legs around me and pulls me tight. I hold still a moment, enjoying the intensity of our connection.