I stood on the steps, and knocked on the door. I waited for a few minutes without hearing anyone moving inside the house. Luckily, I knew where mom hid the spare key. I walked over to the stone, turned it over, and opened the front door.
"Mom? Dad? It's me Jason." I yelled down the hallway to no answer. I pulled my luggage into the foyer before closing, and locking the front door. I headed my way up to my old room, and unpacked my bags. It had been a whole semester since I had been home.
"What a difference a year makes." I said to myself as I inspected my old high school baseball glove. I had moved across state to go to college on a baseball scholarship. I had left in late July at one hundred and thirty five pounds, but I had returned at six foot, one ninety. Almost all muscle.
I looked out my window to see the pool in the backyard. After getting a long car ride from a teammate that was going out of state, that pool looked very inviting. Since there was no one home, and I had no swimming trunks that I would be able to squeeze into, I decided to take a dip in my boxers.
I went down stairs, and opened the fridge to grab a few beers. Since being away at college I had figured I'm really more a beer drinker. I stepped into the sun room, and stripped down.
I walked out and slowly eased into the shallow end of the pool. I turned and grabbed one of the beers, and leaned against the edge of the wall. I let the jet of the wall softly massage my back with the warm water. I tilted my head back, and shut my eyes.
I was relaxed. So relaxed that I believe I could have easily fallen asleep. The water felt amazing as it covered my skin. I reached over, and took a long sip of my beer.
"Jason?" I heard from behind me. I here's my body around to see my parents neighbor Ms. Johnson standing at the edge of the sun room. Ms. Johnson was widowed about three weeks after I left for college.
When I was younger I always thought she was so sexy. I could the grew hough tell from seeing her now that I still felt the same. She stood there in the door way at around five for five, one hundred and thirty pounds. She was wearing a pair of shorts that she had folded over her bright yellow bikini bottoms, and a see through white tank, and he blonde hair setting on her face.
"What are you doing in?" She asked with her soft voice, and a smile.
"Well, I thought I would come in and surprise mom and dad." I replied.
"Aww sweetie. Did they not tell you? They went to New York to visit your aunt and uncle." She said with a playful frown.
"Oh. Well shit. My ride won't be coming back through till next week. I guess I'll just stay the week, and catch up with friends. What are you doing here anyways?" I asked as my eyes traced her amazing body.
