All day long as Jasmine and George did chores, her mind wandered to her bath and Jim. It really excited her to recall him outside of her window the night before. The glimpse of him reflected in the mirror masturbating while she did the same thing made her lust for him! Should she call him? She wanted to, but could she really do it? The sexual tension was building inside of her all day, and in a way she liked the way it made her feel.
When George and Jasmine finished, they sat out on the deck and talked about what they wanted to do that evening. George wanted to go to Bubba's and check out that waitress that made him so horny. 'That's alright with me, gives me a chance to see what Jim's up to,' she thought almost giggling like a girl. Her mind wandered while George was in the shower. The day had been a scorcher and the evening was still very warm. 'Wonder if Jim wants to swim with me?' she thought and giggled once more. 'What's wrong with me? I'm acting like I did twenty years ago.'
George left for the bar and even if he was not sure if he would score, Jasmine knew he would. He was a very sexy man and tonight he looked good. Jas went upstairs and grabbed her yellow skimpy bikini and put it on. It was a few scraps of cloth held together with strings, barely covering her.
She went downstairs and decided she was going to call Jim, after all George was going to have fun. She nervously dug around in the drawer for the scrap of paper with Jim's number on it, hoping she didn't throw it away while she recalled the day he gave it to her. Jim had slipped it to her one evening while she had been walking past his house. It was a pleasant night, warm and peaceful. She saw him in the yard as she went by, checking out his young body from the corner of her eye. He looked up, saw her, stood up and said, "Hey, Jasmine. How are you?"
She stopped walking and turned to face him and he jogged over to her. "Jim, I am doing well thanks. Looks like you are winning the battle with the yard."
"Yeah, it was pretty bad. Thought Dad might appreciate a little help with it."
"I bet he does."
"Can I ask you a question?"
Jasmine was still a bit uncomfortable with Jim after the garage incident and phone call, but she did not want to be rude. "Ok."
He looked a bit nervous, but determined. He reached inside of his pocket, pulled out a slip of paper and handed it to her. "It's my number, I said I won't call you, but if you ever feel the urge, please feel free to call me." Then he blushed. She stood still for a moment and didn't say anything. 'Oh great, now she thinks I am the world's largest idiot and that I have a crush on her, ok maybe I do.'
Jasmine was so surprised by Jim; she did not react right away. She put the paper in her pocket and looked at him. She could see he felt stupid and she also knew that someday, she would call. Jasmine placed her hand upon his arm so that he looked into her face, "Thanks Jim." The look of surprise on his face was almost funny, not quite, but almost.
A huge grin broke out on his face. "Talk soon Jasmine," he said as he turned and went back to his work and she continued walking. Well that someday was here, and there it was; the paper he had given her. Her hand trembled as he picked up the phone; never had Jasmine done something like this. She knew what was going to happen and it would not be like in the park with his father.
It rang twice and she was going to hang up just as she heard, "Hang on... ouch, dammit ..." fumbling noises could be heard and it relieved the tension she had been feeling. "Hey, I'm here, hope you didn't hang up?"
"Hi Jim."
"Uhh, Hi ..."
"Are you ok? You did say ouch."
"Is this who I think it is?"
Jasmine knew she blushed and was glad he could not see her, she felt silly now, and thought 'What in the world am I doing?'
"Jasmine?" Jim asked
"Yes," she said quietly.
"Wow, I never thought you ever really call," he blurted out.
"Uh, yeah, neither did I."
He laughed with her honest remark. He could tell she felt strange calling him.
"What's up?"
"I saw you outside earlier working in the yard and wanted to know if you wanted to go for a swim in the pool tonight?" She hadn't seen him, but had to come up with some excuse to invite him over. "You know to cool off?"
"Oh, sure, what time?" He had not been out in the yard at all, 'The little minx,' he thought.
"Whenever you want to come over."
"Twenty minutes ok?"
"Sure, see you then."
"Yeah." He hung up and could not believe his luck. He had seen George leave in the cab and knew she was alone. After last night when he had been caught red-handed peeking in her bathroom he thought she would never speak to him again. He hurried and grabbed a towel and changed into his bathing suit. On the way by the mirror he glanced at his reflection and decided he should maybe shave, after all he might get close to her.
Jasmine went out to the pool and turned the outdoor lights on low, threw her towel on the lounge chair and dove into the water. She did it, she had invited Jim over and she knew that tonight she would seduce him. Her excitement was growing more intense as she waited for him. She loosened the string of her top a bit so it would slip and show the odd glimpse of bare breast when she moved. She could feel the water pulling on the loose fabric. The feel of it was seductive and it aroused her further.
She heard the gate open and Jim walked into the yard. "I'm in the pool." She said. He walked towards her, his supple young body glowing from the heat. 'Oh my god, he is yummy,' she thought. "Come on in, the water is awesome."
He watched her in the pool; she was wearing a skimpy yellow bikini, the water making her skin glisten in the dim light. He could feel himself becoming aroused already. 'I wonder if she knows just how hot she really is?' he thought. He reached the pool edge, threw his towel on the lounge chair next to hers and jumped into the water.
"Hi." He watched her move; her movements were graceful and sensual. "Thanks for inviting me over."
"Sure, I didn't want to swim alone," she told him, knowing that telling him they were alone would further excite him. She had seen he was partially aroused when he got into the water with her. She slowly moved closer to him, but not in an obvious way. Her small movements making the cloth of her top move, it gaped slightly giving him the quickest glimpse of what was underneath.
He knew exactly what she looked like naked, but he wanted to touch her smooth skin so badly. He swam around her in circles, the silence intense and exotic. They both felt the sexual tension and arousal between them. Both of them were savoring it, enjoying it and letting it build. She watched him, the water moving on his muscular chest, glittering in the light brown hair that sprinkled it.
With each circle, he got closer to her, until he was close enough to touch her. She did not move, but stood still, feeling him so close was driving her senses wild. He started at her back, the curve of her neck under her long wet blonde hair, and could not stop his hand from reaching up to that beautiful hair.
His fingers entwined in it and he pulled her gently back to him, his other hand encircling her waist, ensnaring her within his embrace. She gasped slightly and let him pull her to him. When her flesh touched his, she arched her back so she could feel more of him against her. His head lowered to her ear and he whispered to her, "I want you."
"I know," she replied huskily.
His head lowered to her neck and he kissed her just below her ear. She arched her neck, giving him access to her neck. Jasmine loved her neck kissed. His tongue traced small circles there and gently nipped at her sensitive skin there. She moaned with pleasure and pressed back into him, feeling his erection against her ass.
He held her by her hair, took the hand from around her waist and undid the string holding her top together. He raised his hand to the string around her neck and pulled it until it slipped free from its knot. He pulled the bikini top off and let it float in the pool. The cool air on her wet nipples made them pucker and ache for his touch. His hand touched her breast caressing it gently between his fingers; Jasmine moaned once again, her arousal extremely high now.
One swift tug and her hair was free from his grasp. She turned towards him and he saw the intensity in her eyes fueling the fire building inside of him. Their bodies were not quite touching and it was too much for Jasmine to bear, so she pressed against him and kissed him deeply. Her hands slid up and down his wet hard body, while her mouth greedily kissed his. She slipped her tongue inside of his mouth and heard him groan. He grabbed her ass and pulled him against him, grinding his hard cock against her warm pussy.
The material separating them was an annoyance Jasmine no longer wanted, so she pushed Jim away and pulled his bathing suit down his legs exposing his erect cock. Her bikini bottom followed and she kicked it free from her legs then swiftly pulled Jim back to her.
He pulled her hair so that her head was back and she had to look at him as he entered her body. She closed her eyes, he tugged her hair and said "No, look at me while I fuck you." She opened her eyes and looked directly into his. The lust he saw reflected there drove him to increase his rhythm. Her fingernails were digging into his ass and with each thrust he felt their sharpness. The feeling was strangely erotic and slightly painful.
