This is my entry into SUMMER LOVIN STORY CONTEST 2011 so please remember to vote. Thank You and Enjoy!
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After four years of going to school non-stop I finally have the summer off so my Uncle offered me his beach house. He basically just wanted me to take care of his house since he had forgotten to put it on the market to rent for the summer. It was a simple but charming home, 2 floors with 3 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms. The bedrooms are downstairs and the living room and kitchen and breakfast nook are on the second floor. The entrance is on the second floor on the street side, and there's an exit to the beach or backyard on both floors. On the second floor however is a beautiful terrace, great for barbecues.
I'm Riley by the way just turned 21 in January, and I have already given up drinking. Truth be told I started drinking as I started college and well it doesn't have the effect it used to. I'm such an old person sometimes. Meh, I'll drink on occasion but no longer stocking the fridge unless its a party and even then I do it for my fans not myself. By fans I mean friends.
I broke up with my girlfriend 2 weeks before graduation. As with many couples we had grown apart and were just together because we were used to it, we had been together for a year. I wasn't exactly heart broken but I did miss her. We were good friends and both of us knew we made better friends than lovers, the sex was amazing just not intimate. Anyways I'm here hoping to find a summer fling for some amazing rebound sex, but honestly at this point any kind of sex will do as long as it's with a woman. I'm not so bad looking honestly I can catch some attention when I dress appropriately or inappropriately for all the wrong reasons, but hey attention is attention.
I'm 5'7" with a swimmers body lean with muscle and well my mother gave me her hips and her chest. Im a 36C, which is the stuff that distinguishes me from looking exactly like a boy. With short blonde hair and golden highlights, its short enough to be a boy cut but long enough for me to style and not just slick it back. My hair color comes from my English dad and my texture comes from my Salvadoran mom. My hair is naturally curly so I have to straighten it in the morning it only takes a few minutes since its short.
For the first few days I just want to be alone here since I know my friends are gonna want to spend every minute here once they find out where I get to hang. I went to the beach everyday and would lay out on the terrace. I figured out after 2 days of this that I was not meant for tanning so I went out and got tons of sunblock lotion that afternoon.
I hadn't seen much of the neighbors. Most of these houses serve the same purpose all owned by someone who occasionally uses it then make a shit load of money from renting them out. I haven't been to my uncle's since I was 10. His kids and I would spend our summers here, but when they went back to England well all that changed.
After coming back from my grocery trip I found a gorgeous beauty knocking on my neighbors door. I knew no one was home, no one had been here since I had moved in. She was definitely summer fling material but my gay-dar said she was straight.
"I don't think anyone lives there right now?" She turned slightly and I saw a smile come to her lips and just as quickly disappear. It was weird but I thought nothing of it.
"Oh, um my sister was supposed to be here by now. Thanks." She had turned to watch me as I unpacked my groceries from the back of my jeep.
"If you want you can come wait with me, I just got some food and drinks." I never took my eyes off the car. And why was I inviting a total stranger over. Stranger Danger!
"How do you know I'm not some psycho murderer who was about to rob this place." A smile played across my face. Little did she know that I had a black belt in two different martial art forms and did MMA on the weekends to get rid of the stress from college. Even if she was going to kill me I could probably take her.
"Most murderers don't knock outside of a house in their daisy dukes and flip flops." She laughed.
"True, do you need help." She walked over to me her purse in hand.
She was a little shorter than I no more than 3 inches. Her hair was long to her mid back in loose curls and black. She had a backside that would put others to shame. I didn't even know how she got into her shorts. It was round and up and big I don't know how to describe it any better. Her chest was smaller probably a 34B. I wanted to say she was hispanic but her eyes had me a bit confused. Her tummy was flat and peeking from her small shirt that barely covered her chest.
"Sure do you mind grabbing the food from the front seat? Please."
"Um, were you expecting company?"
"No why?" We walked towards the house I went towards the back of the house I ate my dinners on the terrace.
"You have a lot of food here for just one person." I always bought too much because I was indecisive.
We went up the stairs and placed the food on the table and I put the other bags by the door.
"I figured that a murderer would be stopping by today. So I got extra. I'm Riley by the way." I put my hand out. She took it with a firm grip which was unusual for someone our age I was used to it considering I had worked at a bank for the last 4 years.
"Your name should be sarcastic, I'm Katey." Now that I was standing closer to her I noticed that her eyes were grey I had originally thought blue but no they were grey.
"Sarcasm is my best trait but not my name." But you can call me whatever you want as long as you call me. Ok I have to keep myself in check she's my neighbor not some girl at a club I'll never see again.
"So, Riley is this place yours?" I was unpacking the food and setting out on the table feast style we would just take from whatever we wanted. I had bought thai food, so we had bbq pork, bbq chicken, sate beef, chicken fried rice and shrimp chow mein. Yes I know it was a lot but I was planning on having left overs for tomorrow and the rest of the week for that matter.
"No my uncle's actually, how about you do you know the owner of the house?" I will do anything to keep conversation away from me.
"Yea my sister's husband family just bought it for them as a wedding present, she's supposed to come drop off the key, and I will be here for the summer. They're headed on their honeymoon for a while." She was sitting looking at the food kind of puzzled. She smells so good, even in the midst of the ocean breeze I can smell her sweet smell. Stop.