Summer Days
"Thanks for letting me use the pool," Kate said, while she slid into the chilled water.
"Thank my parents," Michael answered. He was busying himself near the edge of the pool with checking the filters and chlorine levels. His long board shorts were covered in neon palm trees and flamingos and hung just below his knees. Kate watched him behind her dark sunglasses; Michael leaned over the water and stuck his hand in, checking the temperature. They had been friends for several years, having met at their "after school" job at the local pizza place in town. She was a senior in high school, and he was a sophomore in college. There was a strange, sometimes awkward, attraction between the two that had never been fully explored.
Kate lifted off her tank top and exposed her large breasts tucked comfortably behind her black bikini top. Michael acted as though he didn't see her, and she swam into the middle of the pool, the cold water sucking her breath deep into her lungs. It was hot, and the air hung stagnant. Loud locusts chirped in the trees and small, wispy clouds dissipated as they neared the blaring sun. She could feel the heat on her skin and adjusted her sunglasses.
Shouldn't stay in the heat long
, she told herself.
He continued to busy himself with countless, and somewhat frivolous activities near the pool's edge. She finally called out to him, "Are you going to get in?"
"Wasn't planning on it. I still need to check on their house and make sure everything is alright."
"That can't wait," Kate leaned back on the cool, smooth side of the pool.
Michael grinned while he looked at her, his eyes hidden behind sunglasses, "I told you I was here to check on things, not swim. Have fun, I'll be back."
She watched him walk away and into the house. His parents lived in the country and miles from their closest neighbor. Across the hot field of beans, she could see a distant house, blending idly into the green forest surrounding it. Kate leaned her head back and began to float on the surface of the water. They had both changed in the last five years: he had completed college and found a job as a tech writer for an internet company and she had broken up with her boyfriend of three years, dropped out of college, and began managing a car rental company in the airport. Yep, things were different. Her tits and slightly pudgy stomach breached the water's surface and her hands trailed beside her.
What would it have been like?
She wondered.
Would it have worked between us?
There was a point in time, just after high school she was willing to try it with him. He had broken up with a girlfriend while she also was on the mend. But it never happened.
Now, here she was. Alone, in his parents' in-ground swimming pool.
She heard Michael return and raised her eyes to see him dropping his legs into the water and reclining to rest on his arms. "Everything alright?"
"Seems so." He was watching her. Kate dropped her body back into the water and slowly paddled to the side of the pool, where he sat. She rested her chin on her dripping wet arms and caught herself glancing at the outline of his cock beneath his swim trunks.
They sat in silence for some time with the midday sun beating on their bodies, although, he had kept his blue tank top on. "Aren't you burning up?" he broke the silence.
"No," she shook her head. "The water is good. You should get in."
He smiled at her.
All of her feelings came flooding back. She felt the butterflies knotting in her stomach. The two of them, together; the things she should say to him. He just smiled and looked away. Kate glanced back down at his crotch and pushed away from the side, undoing her bikini top. Her tits fell into view and tickled the top of the water. Michael looked suddenly stunned but said nothing.
