Chapter 2 (day 2..golf...gas leak...Maria)
Laura rubbed the sleep from her green eyes as she rolled away from the window in her bedroom. Looking at the clock she was surprised to see it was only 7:30 in the morning. She normally was a sleepy head that could let the day pass as she slumbered with wonderful dreams. She closed her eyes and tried to go back to sleep, after all, she was on vacation.
After several minutes, she sighed and tossed back the covers. She climbed out of bed and went straight over to fetch a bathing suit, no point in putting on clothes to only change again later.
"Does anyone really need this many bathing suits?" She muttered to herself looking through them all.
The plan was to lounge around the pool today, nothing really on her mind but to read a book and work on a tan. With that thought in mind she chose a small string bikini. It was a slate grey with a large rose covering one breast and also the small bit of material that covered her round ass. As all women do, she checked out her bare body in the full length mirror, making a little face as she pushed her tits up and together. They weren't tiny, but she wouldn't have minded bigger ones.
After tying the bikini in place and pulling over a thin white sun dress, she brushed her teeth and long red mane, choosing to tame the wild curls in a twist at the back of her head.
In the kitchen she started a pot of coffee and pulled out a bagel and cream cheese. Laura looked through the mass of books she had brought with her and picked a mystery out. She would loose herself in the "who done it" and soft core sex while basking in the sun.
Taking her coffee, bagel, and book out on the top deck at the front of the house she sat down in a pink Adirondack chair and propped her bare feet up on the railing. She needed a pedicure, isn't it funny how women think of those things at the strangest times. The ocean was beautiful as the sun crept up from the lulling waves.
Laura isn't sure what made her look over to David's house, but there he was standing at the railing of his own deck, coffee cup in hand. He waved to her and made his way to the small gap between the houses since she was seated near by.
"Get settled in ok?" He called over.
She took a sip of her coffee and smiled. "Yup, went to the store yesterday afternoon."
David laughed, "Oh really? I hope you didn't buy anything that needed refrigeration."
"Of course I did! I have two fridges here." She teased then took a bite of her bagel.
David looked down at a Hummer pulling into his driveway, two other men climbed out of the vehicle.
Laura stood and leaned forward looking at them as David spoke up, "My clubs are at the door, I am on my way down."
The one guy just waved without looking up, the other man looked to Laura with a smile.
"Nine AM tee time." David said.
"Ahhhh....to be retired." Laura then grumbled at herself; she had just made an assumption and hated to be that kind of person.
"I wouldn't know. I just made some good life decisions and now sit back and watch the money roll in."
He didn't seem upset by her statement, but she added quickly, "I am sorry. I shouldn't have said that."
"Makes sense, I'm an old guy that is off to play golf. Enjoy your day, Laura."
As he turned to head back in she called behind him, "Have fun, David."
He stopped in his tracks and looked over his shoulder, a sneer on his lips, "We play for a hundred a hole, fun has nothing to do with it."
She sat there with her jaw dropped as he slid the door closed. Ok, so she assumed he was probably well off living in that house, but really? A hundred dollars per hole? That was a lot of money.
She looked down and watched him shake hands with the guys and climb into the truck, a quick look up to her as he did. She picked up her book and took another bite of her bagel as they drove off.
"Who's the hot thing sitting up on that deck?" Mark asked as he maneuvered the Hummer out onto the road.
"Her name is Laura, and she is young enough to be any one of our daughters."
"Not mine," Steve quickly spoke up, "She never looked that good."
They three laughed and then Steve asked, "Is she there by herself?"
"Yes, for the most part. She will be having friends stopping by while she is here. She is staying for a month."
"Wow! A month! Lucky man, David." Mark spewed.
David just took a deep breath and ignored his friend. It wasn't that Mark wasn't right. David had lay in bed last night and thought about how
beautiful she was, and that she was completely alone over there. He was even happy that she would be around for a month. But that was a better option than Mr. and Mrs. Smith with their four kids that kept throwing toys over the fence into his pool.
He enjoyed the morning of golf, even though he lost a total of 400 dollars. Getting back to the house he joked with the guys. Mark was pushing to come in for a beer; David knew he was just hoping for a shot at seeing or talking to Laura. Steve was just smiling and shaking his head; he had that look that said, "what are you gonna do, he's Mark." Truth is Steve wouldn't have minded the beer and view either.
"Fine, come on in. I suppose you will want a sandwich as well."
"That would be great, David."
They got their beers and sandwiches and headed out to the back deck. Just like Mark was hoping, Laura was laid out by the pool. She was stretched out on a lounge chair offering her backside for view. Even David gasped. It looked as though she had pulled the bottoms up her ass cheeks higher to maximize the tan, and the strings of her top were undone.
She looked so sexy with the red curls twisted up on her head, the random breeze catching the loose curls and swishing them about her face. But she also looked cute and young as she laid there with her lower legs bent up over her, crossing her ankles and lightly kicking the air randomly as she read her book.
David took a long drink of his beer and found it hard to pull his eyes away from her.
Mark spoke up first, "Damn. I am going to have to spend more time over here for the next month."
"Not on your life. I won't have you drooling all over that little girl."
"I think you are missing the point of having money, David. Girls like that are looking for a sugar daddy. And men like us get to walk around with women that are way to young and way to hot for us just because we can buy them all the things those stupid boys their age can't afford."
David looked at Steve, then to Mark, "You know, I have known you for fours years now, and while I knew you were a man whore, I did not know you were a scumbag."
Steve damn near spit out the mouth full of beer at the comment, his eyes were wide and he just started to laugh.
Mark just shrugged and laughed with them.
The sad thing was Mark was right, and David knew it. Mark wasn't in as good as shape as him, had not held his looks as well as David, but he always had pretty young girls hanging on his arm. Mark would change them out, and David knew first hand that Mark had even had three women all in their early thirties at once.
But David had never really been that guy. He didn't hide that he was well off. He had come from nothing and worked hard for what he had now, but he also didn't flaunt it or use it to lure women either. He dated often, mostly locals, and yes, they were usually ten years younger than him. He even had a couple of lovely ladies in some of his vacation areas that would keep him company when he visited. He never thought of them as arm candy though, and if he got the impression they were getting close to him just to live comfortably; he would be open and honest about his desire to stay single and often end the relationship. He just didn't want anyone to get hurt, him or the woman.
David watched Laura reach back and tie the strings of her bikini, dainty fingers followed the slender curve of her sides to slip under the little bit of material of her bottoms and pull it free from the crack of her ass. Once she was adjusted she sat up, pulled the long waves of hair free from their holder and walked over to the pool.
He expected her to slowly step into the pool, but instead she pushed off and dove into the water perfectly, with almost no splash at all. She swam under the water to the far end, picturesque and beautiful as the water swirled and rippled over her. As she broke the surface, her head leaned far back and a small hand wiped the water from her face. She clung to the edge of the pool in the deeper end, legs kicking under her.
It was then that she noticed the men. She lifted her hand up and waved rather nonchalantly. David just waved back and smiled.
She turned in the pool and swam back along the surface to the steps at the shallow end. Leaving the water, he noticed the gorgeous sway to her hips as she slowly took each step. The normally shinning copper hair was now a deep red and it clung to her dripping body in all the right places. Laura didn't bother to grab a towel, choosing to just lie back down on her back, replacing her sunglasses and letting the sun and warm air dry her.
David quickly shook his head, and became flushed. He was hard, and he was embarrassed about it.
"Ok guys, seen enough? I need to see to emails. One of us still works."
Mark very noticeably adjusted himself, smiling slyly at David.
"Oh, you consider what you do work? Interesting." Steve chuckled as he turned and headed inside, Mark following.
After they had left David headed down to his office and sat at his desk, replying to emails, approving orders, and transferring funds from one account to other property accounts.
Then he leaned back in the plush leather chair and thought about the beautiful girl next door and how he had reacted to her. It became clear to him, and he shoved back from his desk and proclaimed aloud as if to dismiss it. "I am man, a sexually active man. Makes sense that a hot woman would give me that reaction. And no matter how young, she is a woman."
As he started to leave his office the phone rang.
"Hello?"
"David, how have you been?"
God, why did women do this? It was clearly to see if he could pick her voice out. To judge if he remembered her; or how many others there might be.
