Abby stood and reached for the empty plates.
"Leave them, you jump in the pool, or do you need to wait an hour?" Charli smiled, batting Abby's hand away and stacking the plates.
"You know that's a myth, designed to stop hyper 4 year old's vomiting party food into the pool!" Abby looked at Charli seriously, then quirked an eyebrow as her grin broke free. "But as I only wanted to splash, not swim a mile, I think I'll be ok." Pushing in her chair, she grabbed the salad bowl, put it on the kitchen bench and headed to the spare room where she had dropped her overnight bag.
"You know, as it's just us here, and you are only 'splashing' you probably don't need your bathers" Charli said as she headed to the kitchen, and started loading the dishwasher. Noting that Abby had stopped, she looked back across the room. Her guest stood there, hesitant, the confident façade that presented to the world slipping just a fraction. Charli smiled tenderly, "completely up to you, but I rarely do when it's just me. And I do plan on joining you!"
Charli saw the shiver that ran through Abby's body as she processed that statement. They had only met three weeks ago, but the connection had been instant. It was like they were childhood friends, reunited after decades and just picking up where they had left off. After a week Charli had taken Abby to her bed, a friendly lunch turning into a night of passion. Wrapped up in each other's arms they had talked, neither was looking for a relationship and they had been open and honest with each other about this. While agreeing that they were really too old for 'friends with benefits' they could be 'friends first, lovers second', particularly given their connection seemed extend to the bedroom. While they had only been together a couple of times in the preceding fortnight, Charli already knew Abby's tell, and that little shiver lifted her heart rate a notch. "There are towels already out there, I won't be long," Charli turned from Abby, finished loading the dishwasher, turned it on & stood up. The sight in front of her took her breath way.
Abby stood on the deck, next to the small lap pool, her shirt off and draped over the back of one of the chairs. With her back to Charli she was pulling her sports bra over her head, the muscles of her arms and back rippling under her tanned skin. Charli had never really been attracted to athletic women before, and as she now having entered her 40s, she hadn't expected one to enter her life. But Abby had changed that. While older than Charli, her body was still lean and well muscled, and the criss-crossing tan lines showed that Abby preferred to get her exercise outdoors. What had surprised Charli was how smooth and soft Abby had felt under her fingers, and as she watched Abby remove the sport bra, then shorts (good lord, she hadn't been wearing underwear!) her mouth went dry. Abby walked to the far end of the pool, looked up at Charli, gave a little wave before diving neatly in.
Charli walked outside, watching Abby swim up and down the pool. She covered the distance in about five strokes, legs floating up near the surface but not kicking. The action was smooth, graceful and unrushed, with slow turns at each end to minimise the splash. Pulling her sun dress over her hand, Charli kicked off her sandals and removed her knickers. She stood poolside, feeling the warm afternoon sun on her skin, and the warmth growing within as she watched the naked vision in front of her.
"Are you coming in, or are you going to just stand there tormenting me?" Abby had stopped at one end, supporting herself on the pool edge and looked up at Charli with eyes bright. Charli could see her chest rising and falling, sure that the swim wasn't responsible for the increase in her breathing, and that slight flush creeping from her neck down between her breasts wasn't from the heat of the sun. Charli stepped out and dropped straight down into the cool water, which cooled her skin but not her desire. As she popped back up and broke the surface of the water, Charli used one hand to steady herself on the edge of the pool and the other hand to wipe her hair back off her face. She didn't need to see to know that Abby had moved over to her, the movement of the water and the warmth off Abby's body told her that, so as she opened her eyes she turned her body to where she knew Abby would be. Electric blue eyes gleamed back at her, and Charli took in their amazing colour. She reached out to Abby, running her fingers across the straight collarbone, and down her arm. Abby moved closer, her hand next to Charli's on the pool edge, and as Charli's fingers stroked down Abby's arm, Abby's hand reached for Charli's waist. Pulling their bodies close together, Abby's lips brushed against Charli's then she pulled her head back slightly, "much better" she said with a grin.
"Now who's tormenting who?" Charli moved her hand down Abby's rib cage, her thumb skimming the edge of her breast, and then lent in and kissed Abby passionately. In the short time they had been together, the two women had realised that they both really enjoyed kissing, and that in particular they enjoyed kissing each other. Soft and light, hard and possessive, teasing, nipping and tongues tasting, they had already spent much time enjoying each other. Charli found that each time she kissed Abby it was slightly different, and she delighted in the new sensations. Naked in the water, their bodies held tight together in Abby's strong arm, their kisses were intense, yet also soft. Charli was literally floating, so she didn't even think when Abby moved her hand off the wall, turning her so her back was against the pool wall with Abby's arms under hers, supporting her in the water.
Charli heard herself moan softly as Abby broke their kiss, and became aware that Abby was not only supporting her with her arms but that her thigh was between Charli's legs. Even in the water Charli could feel Abby's heat and desire. Charli reached out a hand, stroked Abby's cheek, then guiding her forward and kissed her hard. A growl rumbled deep in Abby's chest, as Charli pushed down into Abby's thigh, wrapping one leg around Abby's to give her support and more leverage. Charli's tongue plunged into Abby's mouth, and the hand that had stroked Abby's cheek now clenched hard onto the muscular shoulder holding her close.
Charli had lived in this house for more than a decade, and the pool had gone in soon after she moved in. There had been skinny dipping, teasing, poolside romps and even sex on the poolside lounge, but the water was 6feet deep, and the tiles were hard, so sex in the pool was never something Charli had wanted. Yet, somehow Abby held her so her back wasn't hard up against the wall, what she was hard against was Abby. Charli gasped as her taut nipples rubbed against Abby's, and while she ground against Abby's thigh, she became aware that her thigh was also between Abby's legs. The heat radiating out of Abby took her breath away, and even though they were already in the pool, she knew Abby would be so wet for her.
