It was about ten o'clock on a warm, summer-like morning in southern California. As Jonathan looked out his second floor bedroom window, he could see his neighbor, Veronica. She had already come out onto her patio and was lying on a lounge chair catching some rays. Jonathan studied how the sun, reflecting off Veronica's tanned Latino skin, was in sharp contrast to her bright pink and very small string bikini, which barely covered her shapely assets.
Because he hadn't seen her during Christmas break, Jonathan watched Veronica through the window for quite a few minutes. He thought about how beautiful she had become since he saw her last summer. They had grown up next door to each other, though they never dated. Veronica would be starting her junior year and Jonathan would be a senior, when they returned to college in the fall, but at the moment they had the summer off.
After about ten minutes Jonathan decided that maybe he should go out and invite Veronica to join him for a frozen drink. Especially since their parents were at work, and any neighborhood kids were still in school.
Changing into cut-off cargo pants and a turquoise t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, Jonathan wandered into his backyard and peeked over the redwood fence. To his surprise, Veronica was gone. Disappointed, Jonathan sat down on a nearby bench. However, within a few minutes, he heard a screen door swinging shut, as Veronica walked onto her patio again. This time she came up to her side of the fence and peeked over.
"Hey good looking. How are you this morning?" she said sweetly, when she saw where Jonathan was sitting.
"Hey Veronica...I'm good. How you doin'?" Jonathan replied as he stood up to face her.
As Veronica tossed her long dark hair over her shoulder, she said in a melancholy tone, "Not to bad. A bit bored though...so I thought I'd take in some sun.
"I'm a bit bored too," Jonathan replied as he brushed the dark blonde curls from his eyes. "My lifeguard job at the beach doesn't start 'til Saturday. You look real hot in that bikini," he then blurted without thinking.
"Thanks!" Veronica said with a sincere smile. "That's the nicest thing anyone has said to me in quite some time. You don't look too bad yourself. Have you been workin' out?"
Trying to hide his pride, Jonathan answered with a smirk, "Just some free weights an stuff."
"It shows!" Veronica quickly responded. Feeling a bit blushed by her willing honesty.
The two college students spoke back and forth for a few minutes, catching up on what has been happening in their lives lately. Most importantly, Jonathan learned that Veronica recently broke up with her boyfriend just before classes ended. Since Jonathan was not dating anyone steadily at the moment, he enthusiastically invited her to sun bathe with him and have a frozen drink. Veronica had a part-time job as a waitress, but she didn't have to be at the restaurant until late afternoon, so she said she would be around in a minute after she grabbed a few things.
Jonathan bolted for the kitchen to mix up the drinks. He got out the blender and searched for some other ingredients he would need. Meanwhile, since Veronica knew the cipher-lock combination on the backyard gate, she let herself in. Not seeing Jonathan anywhere, Veronica walked up the steps to the deck to get a better view. Thinking he might be in the back garden.
"I'm in here!" Jonathan shouted through the sliding screen door. "Come on in."
Veronica had been in this kitchen many times as she was growing up, since her parents and Jonathan's parents were good friends. But this time it felt different. She was excited about the thoughts she was having ever since Jonathan told her she looked real hot in her bikini. She had sometimes fantasized about Jonathan, and even pretended Jonathan was on top of her when she masturbated. But now, it seemed as though circumstances were coming together to allow Veronica's fantasy to come true.
"Can I help you with anything?" Veronica asked, in as sexy a voice as she could produce.
"I've got the honeydew and watermelon. If you could get some ice and honey and put it in the blender that would be great. I'll be right back. I'm just gonna get the Midori from the liquor cabinet," Jonathan said quickly, as he headed for the game room.
"What's Midori?" Veronica inquired, in a loud enough voice for Jonathan to hear her in the game room.
Jonathan hollered back, "It's melon flavored liqueur. I think you'll like it."
After getting the ice and honey, Veronica started thinking of how the next couple hours would unfold. As her mind started to wander, she could feel herself getting a little moist and her pulse started to quicken a bit. However, when Jonathan re-entered the kitchen, it snapped her back to reality and Veronica composed herself.
It was all Jonathan could do to pay attention to mixing the frozen drinks, since he frequently glanced at Veronica's near naked figure. Veronica could sense he was looking at her in a way that he never looked at her before, which excited her even more. Just as Jonathan was pouring the frozen concoction from the blender, Veronica caught him looking at her ample breasts, and she gave him a re-assuring smile.
"It's okay," Veronica said, and as she placed her hand on Jonathan's muscular shoulder, heavily decorated with a swirling tribal tattoo that extended down his arm. Staring into his sparkling sapphire eyes, she sincerely continued, "I don't mind having you look. In fact, I kinda like it."
With that remark, Jonathan seemed to relax and he broke out in a broad smile, making dimples form in his checks. Something Veronica always thought was very sexy.
Sensing his manhood starting to arouse a little bit, Jonathan picked up the large soft blanket he intended for them to lie on and held it in front of himself, concealing his potentially embarrassing bulge. He then grabbed his drink and motioned Veronica to take her drink, as well as the tote bag she brought, out into the backyard.
While Veronica was leading the way, Jonathan couldn't help but marvel at how sexy her firm ass looked as she walked. "So firm you could crack an egg on it," he thought to himself. Veronica knew he was looking at her ass, so she tried to walk in a way that would accentuate its motion.
"Nice artwork," Jonathan stated matter-of-factly, trying to divert his attention, so that his pecker would relax and not embarrass him.
Veronica stopped suddenly, and Jonathan almost bumped into her. She looked over her shoulder, flinging her wavy trusses out of the way; her large gold loop earrings swaying back and forth. With a sultry look and a sexy smile formed from her full red-glossed lips, Veronica asked, "You mean my butterfly?" Referring to her delicately colored tattoo, centered in the small of her back, framed by very thin swirls in a tribal style.
"Yeah," Jonathan replied. "When'd you get that?"