his face in. You’re beautiful. Jesus, Charley, I've been craving a better view of your body since the day we met. You can’t tell? " The deer in headlights look she gave me told me no. I put my hand on her stomach and she started to squirm.
"Shh. Charley, look at me," she obeyed and I liked that, too. "Charley, I know that you’re self conscious about your body but I don’t care. I want to see you so badly. Just seeing you here, laying in front of me, in my tee shirt with, what looks like a red bikini underneath is doing crazy things to me. Crazy, crazy things," and it was. I was getting really worked up so I took my hand off her, lay on my back next to her and held her hand. Careful to cover my arousal with the other. “I won’t do anything you’re not ready for, but know that whatever you’re wearing,” I looked at her pointedly, “or not wearing, I think you’re beautiful. I won’t ever not think that.” We lay there in silence for a moment then she rolled on her side, kissed me sweetly on the cheek and bounced up.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going for a swim."
"Oh?" It wasn't until she unwrapped her cover up so I saw her legs for the first time I realized she wasn't kidding. I know she wasn't trying to strip tease, but the way she took off my tee shirt and threw it at me felt like she was. The bathing suit was a two-piece, which was odd because I'd only ever seen her wear that black one piece. The fabric over her breasts was ruched and there was a gold clasp in the front. In the front! There was the same gold clasp on either hip of the bottom. I guess the few weeks of us being together and eating paid off because she wasn’t scarily skinny like when we first met. She was still very slender, but her chest filled out the cups of the bathing suit top and there was a sexy s-curve to her hip.
"Well," she asked, "are you coming?" The question threw me until I realized she meant was I coming in the water.
"In a minute," I couldn't get up - not yet.
"Okay," she said warily, completely oblivious to what was happening below my belt. She skipped out to the water, her long curly hair bouncing on her hips and bottom. She waded in about hip deep then, did a beautiful swan dive. She was under for a long time. A really long time. I started to panic when I saw her head bob up fifteen yards from where she'd went down. She was doing a graceful freestyle into the waves toward the horizon, toward the distant storm slashing the view with bolts of lightning. I realized even if I ran out and swam as hard as I could I wouldn't catch her, so I let her go. I was happy to. I knew she'd come back eventually.
*****
"How long will your parents be out of town?" We were in my car after hours of kissing. I knew her lips were going to be raw from my stubble, but she didn’t seem to mind. Every few minutes she’d touch her fingers to her lips and smile to herself. She was wrapped in a towel in my passenger seat. She'd pulled all her wet hair up in a messy thing on top of her head. There was so much hair, but she managed to perch it all at the crown of her head like a tiara. I was in awe of this different look; even her ears were cute. All I wanted to do was put my mouth on her little ear lobes.
"Until after Labor day."
"Oh?"
"Why?"
"A lot of reasons," I was trying not to sound so dirty, but I couldn't help it. She was pretty used to it because she just rolled her eyes. "Actually, because I wanted you to meet my family. My parents are having a dinner party tomorrow with a bunch of work people and
"Shh. Charley, look at me," she obeyed and I liked that, too. "Charley, I know that you’re self conscious about your body but I don’t care. I want to see you so badly. Just seeing you here, laying in front of me, in my tee shirt with, what looks like a red bikini underneath is doing crazy things to me. Crazy, crazy things," and it was. I was getting really worked up so I took my hand off her, lay on my back next to her and held her hand. Careful to cover my arousal with the other. “I won’t do anything you’re not ready for, but know that whatever you’re wearing,” I looked at her pointedly, “or not wearing, I think you’re beautiful. I won’t ever not think that.” We lay there in silence for a moment then she rolled on her side, kissed me sweetly on the cheek and bounced up.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm going for a swim."
"Oh?" It wasn't until she unwrapped her cover up so I saw her legs for the first time I realized she wasn't kidding. I know she wasn't trying to strip tease, but the way she took off my tee shirt and threw it at me felt like she was. The bathing suit was a two-piece, which was odd because I'd only ever seen her wear that black one piece. The fabric over her breasts was ruched and there was a gold clasp in the front. In the front! There was the same gold clasp on either hip of the bottom. I guess the few weeks of us being together and eating paid off because she wasn’t scarily skinny like when we first met. She was still very slender, but her chest filled out the cups of the bathing suit top and there was a sexy s-curve to her hip.
"Well," she asked, "are you coming?" The question threw me until I realized she meant was I coming in the water.
"In a minute," I couldn't get up - not yet.
"Okay," she said warily, completely oblivious to what was happening below my belt. She skipped out to the water, her long curly hair bouncing on her hips and bottom. She waded in about hip deep then, did a beautiful swan dive. She was under for a long time. A really long time. I started to panic when I saw her head bob up fifteen yards from where she'd went down. She was doing a graceful freestyle into the waves toward the horizon, toward the distant storm slashing the view with bolts of lightning. I realized even if I ran out and swam as hard as I could I wouldn't catch her, so I let her go. I was happy to. I knew she'd come back eventually.
*****
"How long will your parents be out of town?" We were in my car after hours of kissing. I knew her lips were going to be raw from my stubble, but she didn’t seem to mind. Every few minutes she’d touch her fingers to her lips and smile to herself. She was wrapped in a towel in my passenger seat. She'd pulled all her wet hair up in a messy thing on top of her head. There was so much hair, but she managed to perch it all at the crown of her head like a tiara. I was in awe of this different look; even her ears were cute. All I wanted to do was put my mouth on her little ear lobes.
"Until after Labor day."
"Oh?"
"Why?"
"A lot of reasons," I was trying not to sound so dirty, but I couldn't help it. She was pretty used to it because she just rolled her eyes. "Actually, because I wanted you to meet my family. My parents are having a dinner party tomorrow with a bunch of work people and
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