Poolside Passion
The sun’s
rays on her skin felt deliciously warm as Ami lay in her backyard, relaxing. For
once, the house was quiet, and she was determined to take advantage of the
moments she could. Her son had taken his younger sister to an afternoon
movie, given her a little breathing room. She loved her kids, but it was nice
to have a little time to herself now and then.
She laid
there, her pale white skin soaking in the first rays of the season, taking
stock of her life. It was a good one, in her opinion. She had her two angels, she had her health, plenty of money, and was still
young enough to enjoy life. The only thing missing was a companion. Her
husband, the love of her life, had passed nearly two years before, and she was
lonely. She had been with him since high school. They had gotten married
when she was just 16 and pregnant, at the insistence of his father, a very
powerful man. His family was rich and more than able to take care of them
and a new born child while John, who was older than her by almost 4 years,
finished his university career and started to make a name for himself in the world.
Although
the decision to marry had seemed rushed to them both in the beginning, neither
of them had ever regretted it for a single second. They had been very
much in love, and it was a love that had grown daily, aging like a fine
wine. They had built a hell of a life together.
His death
had been a blow she had barely recovered from. It had been so sudden. He’d left
for work one morning, kissing her goodbye and telling her he loved her more
than life itself, and never made it home. She had been devastated.
If she hadn’t had her kids to keep her grounded, to remind her she had
responsibilities in the world, she was certain she would have wasted away with
heartbreak during that first year. Things were better now, though the
sadness was still there, swirling below the surface. John’s death had
left a hole in her heart that she couldn’t fill and wasn’t certain she wanted
to, but it was time to at least try dating again. She needed human interaction,
needed the comfort of a masculine touch on her skin. She needed to be fucked,
plain and simple. But the idea of dating was daunting, which is why she
hadn’t tried yet. Soon , she kept telling herself. Soon .
“Mom!” The voice of her son, Adam, pulled her from her thought abruptly. She
looked around from the lounge chair she was sprawled upon in her bikini with a
slight frown. Had so much time passed already? She saw her son making his
way toward her skirting the edge of the pool carefully with a young man in tow
that she didn’t recognize.
Adam
stopped a few feet from her, happy grin on his face. “Mom, look who came
to visit!”
She stared
up at the young man standing just to the left of her son and couldn’t quite
place him. After a long moment of silence Adam blurted out, “You remember Clay,
don’t you? From down the street? He’s back from
college.”
Recognition
dawned instantly, and she understood why she hadn’t been able to place him
right away. The last time she had seen her son’s friend he had been a skinny
little kid just graduating high school. He had certainly filled out over the
last three years or so. He now looked broad and muscular. She could see muscles
rippling under his almost too tight t-shirt every time he shifted. He was hot,
extremely hot, and she felt instantly aroused. The feeling was closely followed
by a burst of shame for thinking such unwholesome thoughts about a friend of
the family, though she did her best to hide it.
She smiled
brightly up at them. “Of course I remember Clay!” she replied in a friendly
tone. “It’s good to see you. Back for the summer?”
“ Ya , mom’s been bugging me to come home since I went away,
but I haven’t had time. I’ve been taking summer classes each year so I could
graduate early,” he replied in a voice that was much deeper
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