Angelis walked the edge of the pool. It was set up to reflect what the pools in Greece looked like back in ancient times. Or at least that's what her mother told her. Regardless, it was beautiful by day but absolutely perfect at sunset. She could walk around the pool for hours if she could. The heat and humidity felt great against her sun kissed skin.
"Do you know how freaking good this feels, Gabby?" she shouted over to her friend, the same one that did whatever she wanted her to do, whenever she was told. If Gabby wanted to be one of the "in girls" then she had to do whatever she was told and preferably by Angelis.
Angel was a freak show; she would do just about anything once. She loved life, she loved being sexy, and she loved to tease, and more than anything loved to be punished for taking things too far. This summer was proving to be a wild one already, and she hadn't even started her first semester in university yet. She couldn't even begin to imagine the possibilities in a place like that.
"Are you a virgin Gabby?" her voice was anything short of sweet, instead tempting and teasing, knowing what her answer would be.
"Of course I am, and you should be too" the girl had actually a cocky response back.
"Aww Gabby everyone can't be me," she twisted it back on her little student as she seen it, her little pet was even more like it. " It's going to take a lot to be me and do what I do and do it oh so well, I always get my way, and that's how its always going to go," Angel finished in a very hushed sort of tone, that could really make Gabby think before she spoke again.
Perfect.
The silence, except for the click of Angel's heels scaling the deck, was well warranted at this moment. Gabby sat on the chair, stiff as a floor board as Angelis took her time, taken by the ambience, reflecting on how stupid and naΓ―ve her friend was. She had to do something for her. What a feat that would be. To introduce her to a whole new level of excitement and erotica.
" Your such a bitch Gabby...that's why you
need
to get laid, to get you out of that nasty mood your always in." she snorted and stopped by the chairs to pick up her towel and wipe down her face and arms.
So perfect. So pretty.
Gabby watched as the woman who had just insulted her stood so close, almost as if she had no regard for what anyone thought or cared. She got away with it too, because she
was
beautiful. Angelis' hair was braided today, just over her shoulder, in a messy sort of way, a few strands teasing over her left eye. It was the color of cherry chocolate, and glistened a beautiful red, against the setting sun. And no one she knew achieved such a perfect tan, except for Angel. From head to toe she was a beautiful baked bronze.
She wished she could look even remotely as good as she did. Rolling her eyes up at the Brazilian beauty, she was quick to hand her another towel, and divert her attention quickly away. Gabby, really didn't want to talk about this.
"I bet your so tight and wet all the time..." Angel looked down upon her with a smirk. Just as expected her cheeks lit up a soft hue of pink at the comment. She was really about to dig into her, had the knock on the door not interrupted.
"Oooh Father James...this is freaking perfect" she nearly sang out and ran to unlock the outer door to the pool. She had heard his car pull up seconds ago, and had been already thanking her lucky stars for the rare, unexpected opportunity.
There she stood, the only thing that made him forget his own religion. She was an exotic, brown goddess. She wore nothing for a bathing suit, or barely. A white bandana style tube top barely covered her nipples and on the bottom, her ass too full to barely contain the material, the silver circles on each side, struggling to be let free. White was a striking color on her he decided. She liked it too.
He was drawn to her in the beginning however, not by just how perfect her body was, but her eyes reminded him of a stormy sky, her lashes full like fans, dark and dangerous. That was all he could think about when around her. It truly was a sin.
"My mother isn't home Father James," she would eliminate any other thoughts he may have had, with the way her R's rolled off her tongue. "You can still come in though, it's scorching hot out there," she continued and stood aside to usher him inside.
He wasn't opposed at all. Stepping in he immediately tugged at his white collar. Spotting her friend sitting off to the side, he knew he had to think twice about going further. He had only wanted to drop off some info about a church function to her mother. Now he was getting wrapped up in something he was finding unavoidable.