A fly landed on the edge of the papers. Leaning forward Claire brushed it away before returning her attention to the note in her other hand. In just over two weeks the new school year would begin which, for Claire, presented the first major challenge in her fledgling teaching career. She was aware that at twenty-two years old she was still a young teacher but in the current climate there was little room for granting newcomers allowances. Today she promised herself would see all systems ready, she was sure of the syllabus content and if she was not prepared now she never would be. In addition it was mid-August, the weather was hot and Claire had to top up her tan.
Tidying all the papers up Claire put them back in to the folio folder and gathered together her pens, ruler and mobile telephone. Cradling everything into her arms she crossed the patio and entering the kitchen, her eyes adjusted to the apparent darkness of coming in from the strong sunlight, she placed everything on the kitchen table. Standing in front of the mirror Claire took a hair band and tied her long brown hair up so her face and shoulders would not be covered while she sunbathed. Behind her reflection she saw her sister, Emma, stride into the kitchen. "Claire, I am off to the hairdressers then I will go down the gym to release a bit of my anger."
"Am I to take it that things between you and Steve haven't improved?"
"Don't even mention HIM," she said, the tone of her voice and look on her face showed the anger, hurt and frustration she had for her current boyfriend. "I can't work him out Claire I was ready to give him head last night and he didn't want to know. He just pushed me away, we haven't been intimate for the last week."
"You were going to give him head!" Claire replied. The surprise was due to the fact that Steve was, in Emma's words, the owner of the largest dick she had ever seen. For this reason she had confessed to Claire that she was reluctant to give him oral pleasure because she said it hurt her jaw. Claire felt the biggest pain for Emma was having her mouth open without bragging and gloating to Claire about the size of her Steve's cock. An uncharitable thought and Claire immediately felt guilty.
"If he is going off me, its his loss. I will get my hair done and see which of the nice fit lads are down the gym. By the way Claire if he rings, you don't know where I am or who I'm with, you got that." I nodded, used to my older sister's manner towards me.
"Sure, I'll lie for you Emma." She didn't get the irony in my voice. I just wished she'd get a move on so I could get back in the garden.
"Later Claire." With that Emma was out of the door.
Grabbing her shades Claire walked into the garden. The sun lounger was already in the sun, it had been an incentive for Claire while she finalised her paperwork, a tantalising promise of an afternoon laid out in the rays. The beauty of the patio was it was peaceful and fairly secluded.
Claire sat on the recliner, flicking her feet to let her flip-flops fall to the floor, easing her blue shorts down Claire applied sun cream to her long slender legs. At a little over 5' 9'' tall Claire's legs were a stunning feature to her tall appearance. The cream felt cool in the warmth of the sun as it was rubbed smoothly into her freshly shaven legs. Her fingers gently smeared the last of the lotion under the edge of her yellow bikini briefs. Grabbing the bottom of her baggy t-shirt Claire lifted the top over her head. Dropping her clothes to the discarded flip-flops Claire poured generous quantities of sun cream over her chest and shoulders.
Laying in the sun Claire closed her eyes and savoured the warm sun on her body. She would love to have gone topless but given the strict upbringing her parents had given her she would no more have gone to the shops nude than take her bikini top off in the family garden. Suddenly the doorbell disturbed the peace. "Shit, Emma why don't you use your key!" Claire muttered to herself. As she started to get up and made for the door she checked herself, what if it's not Emma. She cursed under her breath and quickly put her shorts and flip-flops on. Walking through the house she pulled her t-shirt on.
Opening the door Claire was shocked to see Steve "Hi Steve."
"Hello Claire is Emma around?"
"Sorry Steve she's out." Claire said thanking herself that she wasn't technically lying.
"Oh come on Claire, I just want to have five minutes with her. I know she chats to you so I guess she has told you that we have had a troubled week."
Claire blushed "I got an inkling but I don't want to get involved......anyway I am telling you the truth she went out less than 10 minutes ago. Don't ask me where she went but she said she would be gone a while."
"Okay, sorry to give you a hard time. Can I ask a favour Claire?"