Marcie And Leo Ch 86

(It was around this time two years ago that I introduced the characters in the first chapter of Good Neighbors. If you have been following along, you'll see a few references to that first story in here. My thanks as always goes to my Marcie. Without her inspiration, I would have not started writing again and for that I am grateful.)

I sat there in a lounge chair on the side of the pool. It was difficult to believe that it was two years since this pool was the sight of the first time Marcie and I got together as more than friends. It was a moment that changed my life. I have been out there plenty of times since. This was the first time that I had while both Marcie and Aubrey were gone. Aubrey wanted Marcie to go to the swimsuit shop with her. And while Wes was visiting his family, it left me there all alone.

There were plenty of memories going through my mind. They started with memories of my late wife. Missy was so excited about the pool when it was complete. She wanted to be able to swim whenever she wanted to without going to the local pool. She was also happy to have it all to herself since there were barely any neighbors with kids in our cul-de-sac. I remembered walking out here and watching her swim before she'd climb up the ladder like a certain woman in a movie before she'd seduce me.

After Missy died, Marcie would come and check on me daily while she was helping her husband through his battle with lung cancer. I offered to her to be able to use the pool whenever she wanted while this was going on, so she had a way to relax. It was after Mitchell passed and within a month after that I watched her out here. It was so sensual the way she was touching herself that day. It wasn't difficult to imagine the draw she had on me. After all, she still does.

As I smiled from the memory, I thought about how things had changed over the last two years since it happened. I had no idea I would be proposing to her at the end of that year and that we'd be married to each other a few months later. Nor did I think that the pool and the house would belong to Aubrey. It was funny the twists and turns life threw at me the last couple years.

As I stood looking over the pool, I noticed a text message on my phone. It was Marcie. It read, "Are you at the pool?"

I smiled. She had always had the ability to read my thoughts. I started typing back.

"I am."

It was a moment before she typed back.

"Come back home. I want to show you something."

I smiled as I marked it as read before I locked the gate and walked back over. I passed the shed that held my punching bag as I walked to our front door. I opened it but didn't see Marcie in the living room.

"Marcie, where are you?' I asked.

"Bedroom, Leo," she answered.

I walked into the bedroom and still didn't see her.

"Marcie?" I asked before I heard her through the bathroom door.

"Leo, I want to show you something I bought at the store. Would you please sit on the bed and wait please?"

I sat on the bed wondering what she bought. I mean, I knew they went to the swimsuit shop, so it had to be a new swimsuit. Marcie owned three swimsuits by this time. She owned the turquoise one she seduced me in. She also owned a white one with multiple colors speckled on it and a plain brown one we bought before our Costa Rica trip a few years ago. I was eager to see the new suit.

The door opened and my gorgeous wife walked in. She had that hesitant look on her face. I had no idea why to be honest. I slowly started looking down at her body. The first thing I noticed was the color. It was black and green. I loved the print on it. It spoke of a forest vibe in a way. I loved the way the top was cupping the girls. Like most bikini style tops, it showed cleavage although not in a vulgar way. There were strings that crossed over her stomach before it reached the skirt. The skirt was long and made it look like more of an island dress.

"It looks wonderful, Baby," I said.

I noticed the look on her face as more of trepidation.

"What's wrong?" I asked as I was ready to stand before she motioned for me to stay seated.

"Wait, Leo. There's more."

She removed the skirt, showing the bottoms. From the front, they looked like conventional bottoms. I sat there waiting not knowing what the fuss was about until she turned away from me. That is when I saw the reason for her anxiety. As I saw the string going up between her curves, I smiled. Marcie has a wonderful rear end. The swimsuit she bought was one where everyone else would get to see it better. I smiled before she turned towards me.

"I can return it. I don't want you mad. It's just when I put it on, I felt sexier than I had recently. I mean, I know you always tell me how sexy I am, and I feel flattered when you do. It's just that..."

I kissed her deeply, our mouths opening as I held her in our bedroom. My arms went around to her lower back and held her to me tightly as she melted in my arms. We stopped kissing before I looked in her hazel eyes.

"You are not going to return that suit. It looks gorgeous on you."

"But what about..."

"Did Aubrey see it?"

She nodded her head.

"What did she say?"

"She said I looked smoking in it and that you would devour me when you saw me in it."

I kissed her again passionately.

"I guess she was right," Marcie said when she looked into my eyes. "Is this because I bought the suit that you're kissing me like this?"

"Partially," I answered. "It's more because I am happy that you are seeing how sexy you are also."

She blushed.

"I always had a difficult time believing it."

Another softer kiss.

"I mean, you always tell me that, Leo. But it's been a couple years. Am I still as sexy as the first time?"

Another soft kiss.

"No, you're more beautiful than that now."

I led her to the bed and laid her down so I could romance her the way she needed me to. It was a wonderful two years and Marcie always finds ways to surprise me still. I couldn't wait to see how the suit would look in the sunlight. Except, I was too busy devouring her to get the chance at that moment.