I was relaxing in the Jacuzzi in my parent's backyard after summer football practice. My parents were not home and the Jacuzzi was secluded enough to allow me a little freedom, so I had decided to forgo a swimsuit and to smoke a joint I had gotten from my buddy Big Jo. I always enjoyed luxuriating in the bubbles and the relaxation that the buzz afforded me, this was a very rare treat. The couple of times I had a chance to do this in the past I just sat in the hot water and stared into the woods behind the house as they raced up into the Virginia mountains. I would lose myself in the sound of the wind blowing through the leaves and the peacefulness of the setting.
All of my muscles were quietly complaining of the abuse that they had been put through on the practice field. I was not complaining though, this was my first year where I would be on the starting lineup of a college football team. Sure it was a small private college, and there were no illusions that it was for anything other than fun, but it was special to me nonetheless.
It was my sophomore year, and I had found some modicum popularity there at the small campus. It helped that I had grown up in the town and last year I had been able to guide my fellow freshman to the bars that didn't card, where beer could be bought easily, and who were the best people to buy weed from. I was really starting to come into my own there, and this coming school year showed a good deal of promise.
As I was losing myself in thought I did not hear the gate swing open into the backyard. The family dog did not bark to alert me because he knew the person approaching. And as I took another drag on my severely diminished joint, I leaned my head back with eyes closed and exhaled the smoke... it was then that I noticed that I was in a shadow.
"Hey, Mike, watcha doin?" said the cheery voice of the shadow behind me.
I opened my eyes to see the coltish figure of Andrea, the daughter of the couple who lived across the street from my parents. She was just a little over five feet tall, with a willowy figure. She had long flowing black hair, and a dark complexion which revealed partial Philippine ancestry. She tended to be ridiculed by a lot of the kids in the neighborhood, because she didn't quite "fit in". My suspicion had always been that her dark skin and forward attitude had caused friction between her and the Hope sisters, who lived down the street. The Hope sisters were notorious, toxic bitches; there had been a rumor around my old high school that they had driven one girl to commit suicide through their bullying and derision, though I personally refused to attribute that power to them. To me they were just petty bullies whose only talent was for causing pain and anguish in others.
Unfortunately, because of the peer pressure of the Hope sisters, Andrea had not had many friends in the neighborhood. I had been the closest thing that she had to a friend there by the fact that I was one of the few people who was nice to her. For years before college she had always found reasons to hang around me, come over to my house, and generally follow me around. I guess if I had been more perceptive I would have recognized that I had become the target of a crush. So what came next was a bit of a surprise.
Andrea was staring down at me with a funny look on her face; she sniffed the air and asked, "Is that a joint?"
Realizing where I was and who I was talking to I did my best to hide it from sight... but there were no convenient places, and Andrea started laughing at my obvious discomfort. I relented and just admitted with a sigh, "Yes, don't tell anyone, OK?"
She giggled, "Don't worry, I won't if..." she paused for a moment for dramatic effect, "you let me soak in the hot tub with you for a little while."
I thought about this for a moment. I was stark naked under the water, a fact that was only hidden by the torrents of bubbles, and letting her soak with me might reveal that secret as well; but I was already exposed, so to speak, since she caught me getting high. So I nodded slowly and consented, "OK, I guess it couldn't hurt." I wasn't really thinking ahead of how I was going to get out as I had left my towel about ten feet away on the deck railing.
Andrea quickly stripped down, she was wearing a little green bikini with a sea shell pattern on it under a baby doll tee and a pair of cut offs. She stepped into the tub and sank down opposite of me. I was starting to get a little hard, partially from the motion of the bubbles on my dick and balls, partially from the tingly feeling from the pot, but mostly because of the situation that I was quickly finding myself in. She sank down into the hot water and a broad smile lit on her face as she let the relaxing powers of the Jacuzzi spread through her body.
"How was practice?" she asked.
"It was good, though my arms and legs are sore from all the excercise."
"I thought you worked out every day, you always lifted those weights every night, I mean I would have thought you..." she stopped short of finishing and blushed a little.
"There is a big difference between lifting weights in my room and running full tilt on a hot summer afternoon." It didn't dawn on me that before college I lifted weights in my room alone, and that most people including her shouldn't know about that.
Andrea was silent for a moment, "Yeah I guess you are right." She was silent for another minute then asked, "Do you always smoke pot back here?"
I looked at her, and then at the almost dead joint in my right hand, "No, this is like the third time I have smoked at my house."
"Do you smoke it a lot?"
I answered truthfully, "No, honestly, I'm a poor college student, I don't have the money to smoke a lot. I just smoke it every now and then."
She paused thoughtfully then the next words all jumbled out of her mouth "can I maybe just a little bit you know try it I won't tell anybody."
"I don't know," I responded incredulously.
"Please? I just want to see what it's about. I am not going to tell anybody. I just want to try it and see what the big deal is. I mean I turned eighteen last month, so you can't say I'm not old enough."
I shrugged and handed it over to her carefully and said, "Just hold it in your finger tips up to your mouth. Now purse your lips like you are going to blow on it, but suck in sharply a few times." She did as she was instructed, and grinned up at me then started coughing and dropped the remainder of the joint in the water.
