Anne and Steve lived next door to the Stewart family who had two children at college. Taylor the older boy would look after Anne and Steve's pool and do odd jobs for them to earn spending money. One day Anne found herself watching Taylor by the pool. His body had changed over the summer, and he had become a man. Her eyes wandered over his muscular back, he had been working out, his arms were well-formed, and he looked strong. She looked up and saw Taylor looking back at her, and he smiled.
That summer, Taylor was often out by the pool, and Anne would join him from time to time for a quick dip. When out by the pool, Anne insisted Taylor use sunscreen, and she bought it out and watched as Taylor's hands run over his body. She imagined herself rubbing the lotion over him, feeling his muscles, and she imagining him naked with her.
About a week later, Taylor came over early, Steve was out, and Anne was cleaning the house. Anne was dressed in shorts and T-shirt. She looked good and felt sexy. Over the past few years it seemed that Steve's need for sex had subsided where hers was as strong as ever.
She was heading up the corridor when she noticed Taylor outside in the shed. Anne peered through the partly open door of the shed to see Taylor naked as he changed into his swimming shorts. She briefly looked at his body and imagined her hands running over his torso. As she looked, she noticed his penis, lovely thick and slightly stiff. Anne wanted to walk into that shed and put her mouth around that beautiful cock. She imagined it thick and throbbing in her mouth. She quicly walked away.
In the bathroom, she busied herself cleaning. She looked after herself. Pilates and yoga meant she had a firm, fit body. She looked into the mirror as she took off her clothes and stepped into the shower. As the warm water caressed her body, her mind started to wander. Her hands caressed her body, legs, and breasts. As her fingers began exploring her vulva, as she thought about sucking Taylor. She thought about unzipping his jeans and pulling out his thick hard cock. She would fall to her knees as he stepped out of jeans.
"Hi Anne, are you there? Taylor called out from the back door.
Anne's fantasy stopped immediately. She turned off the shower and wrapped herself in a towel.
"Sure come on in," she called.
She met him in the hall. Taylor was just in his swimming shorts. He smiled, slightly embarrassed and almost ran into the toilet. She could hear the deluge of pee and waited until he finished.
When he came out Anne was in her towel in the corridor.
"So how is the pool looking," Anne inquired.
"Oh great, I've just finished," replied Taylor.
They both looked at each other for a moment and said nothing.
"You should wash that chlorine off your body before you go," Anne smiled and opened the leading him through the bathroom door. Taylor found himself in the bathroom. Anne turned the shower back on and directed him to the water and intentionally left the glass door open.
"I'll get you a towel," she said and left down the hallway leaving the bathroom door open.
By time Anne had returned Taylor was washing himself in the warm water. He hand not closed the shower door. Anne watched the water cascading off his youthful body. His cock was already hard. As their eyes met Anne let her towel drop off her body and she stepped into the shower.
