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It’s only been three months since Anna and Ken Adams moved in the neighborhood, and already, Ken is getting frustrated. Coming from a poor family, he started working at the age of 15 as a pool boy which lasted until he was 22. After finding a better paying and a more stable job after college, he thought that his days of cleaning pools are behind him. But, leave it to his wife of three years to start telling everyone about his past occupation, and soon, everyone wanted their pools cleaned.
For about a month now, he has been regularly cleaning the pool of his next door neighbor, Jane and Keith Madden. Thankfully, they were very nice and very wealthy, which is why he’s continuously helping them with the maintenance of their pool.
Today, however, is the first time that Ken will be coming in without the supervision of the two. Mrs. Madden explained that both she and her husband would be at work during this time of day, but Elise, their 19-year-old daughter, should be around to make sure he received his payment.
As 11 am in the morning, he decided to head over to the Madden’s house to get started. Grabbing his skimmer and bucket of other supplies, he made his way around the house, surprised to find the gate already open. Not questioning it too much, he walked into the back yard and froze at what he saw.
Elise was in the backyard laying on a chaise lounge. Her iPod must have been on because her earbuds were in her ears and her right toe was tapping to a beat Ken himself couldn't hear. She was oiled or lotioned up, Ken wasn't quite sure, but her tan skin was glistening. She had on mirrored aviator sunglasses that looked sexy as hell and her hair was pulled up into a bun on the very top of her head.
But all of those things were after thoughts to one very important fact – Elise Madden was laid out topless in front of him. She had very small black bikini bottoms on that tied on each side, but her top was draped over the side of the chair.
In front of him were her tits, in all of their free of tan lines glory. They weren't huge like watermelons, and they weren't pink. They were ample, definitely more than a handful, but perfectly round even when she lay almost completely flat on her back.
Ken stood there for a minute or two, just staring and letting his cargo shorts grow tighter. Finally, he realized that he couldn't just go in there because she might freak out and tell everyone that he was a pervert.
He backtracked and closed the gate quietly. After adjusting his shorts and taking a deep breath, he made a big production of banging his bucket and the skimmer against the fence a few times as he opened the gate. He called out as he entered the yard, "Hey, anyone in here? It’s me, Ken!"
When he rounded the corner, Elise had flipped over so that she was lying on her stomach and her chest was pressed down into her towel. Pulling a bud from her ear, she looked over her shoulder and waved at him, "Hey Mr. Adams! Let me know if you need anything. There's some lemonade on the table over there and your money is next to it!"
"Alright, thank you," he told her as he tried not to stare at her beautiful, tan ass.
She smiled at him as she popped in her earbud again and then grabbed a magazine off the table next to her. He did his work, grabbed his check and gave her a wave on his way out of the yard.
As he walked back to his house, he couldn’t get the image of her amazing body out of his mind.
*
Ken cleaned the Madden’s pool again the next two weeks without ever seeing Elise. She left him a note on the same table explaining how sorry she was to be missing him and a glass of lemonade. The fourth week he came to clean it, the gate was open again.
"They really need to close these gates," he muttered to himself as he walked into the yard.
This time, Elise had hooked her music up to some sort of stereo system because music was blaring into the backyard. Elise wasn't on the chaise lounge. This time, she was on a blue pool float in the middle of her pool. Naked.
Ken stayed quiet, taking a step back closer to the house as he watched her. He didn't mean to be a perv, he was just coming to do his job but crap, she was there and he can’t find it in himself to look away from such a perfect specimen.
He watched her pool float move around in the water, pushed by the jets in the walls of the pool. As she turned, he got a better look at her pussy and, damn, she must wax because she was bare as could be.
He had never seen anything like that in person before since his wife likes to keep it natural down south. Elise's pussy was something he had only seen in magazines and clips on his computer.
She was wet, and for the first time in his life, Ken would have done anything to be a drop of water that was running from her hip bone down to between her legs. All Ken could think about was being between her legs. With his fingers, his face, his cock, anything she would let near there.
He was so hard it hurt; he had to walk out of the yard. But he knew that he couldn’t go back to his house without his wife seeing him with an erection. She would get suspicious and probably find out about what he saw. Instead, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and pictured disgusting things that would help him get rid of his stiff problem.
After a few minutes, he decided that it was time to go in. Despite being semi-erect still, he didn’t want anyone to see him just standing there like a lunatic with his eyes closed.
Like he had before, he shut the gate and proceeded to make as much noise as possible as he came in. By the time he made it to the back yard, Elise was standing on the deck with a towel wrapped around her body. "Hello, Mr. Adams. I'm just going to clear out of your way so you can work. Your money and some lemonade are in their usual spot." With a wiggle of her fingers, she disappeared into the house. He groaned as he watched her leave before turning to get to his work.
Another week came and went and no sign of her, which was probably good for Ken because each time he sees her, his need to touch her and do other things to her grows exponentially.
*
It was the Tuesday before 4th of July weekend and Ken was ready to once again clean the pool of his neighbor. He started to wonder for how long he’ll do this, and thinking that it might go on forever made him feel exhausted. But, remembering a certain 19-year-old made him realize that maybe he wouldn’t mind it at all.
When he got to the Madden’s yard, the gate was open and he didn't know if he should feel nervous or excited about what would be waiting for him on the other side. This time, he walked quietly into the backyard.
Poking his head around the corner, he didn't see Elise in her chair, but finally spotted her in the pool. She was at the side of the pool, her forearms resting on the edge with her eyes closed as she shifted against the wall.
He was about to walk in since she wasn’t in a compromising position, but he stopped when he realized something.
He knew this pool.
He knew that wall.
There was a jet right where Elise was standing.
Right about the height of where her clit would be if she just lifted herself up…
And right at that very moment, she moved her body up about one inch and her mouth dropped open. She had found the jet.
Ken stood there, leaning against the wall as he watched her start to rock back and forth slowly, keeping her eyes closed and biting her lip hard.
He looked around and realized, fuck it, she had her eyes closed, no one could see him, and this was making him so hard he was going to cum in his shorts like an inexperienced teen if he didn't do something about it. Only unbuttoning the top button of his shorts and foregoing the zipper, he did his best to shimmy his shorts and boxers down enough to get his dick out. A quiet spit in the palm and he began to stroke himself as he watched her.
Despite remembering his wife and how wrong it was for a grown man to be doing this, he didn’t care. He was hard, horny, and needed release immediately.
Ken knew how that water was hitting her clit just right. He knew that it was driving her crazy as she rocked back and forth. He wanted to do that same thing to her with his tongue, lick her clit and suck hard on it until she screamed his name. Instead, he just watched, biting the inside of his cheek to keep from making noise.
Elise's eyes were still squeezed tightly closed but she wasn't biting her lip anymore, now her mouth was open as she let out small pants and moans. They were just quiet nothings at first, but as she got closer to her climax, he could tell that she was saying something.
It wasn't until she came that he knew what, "Mr. Adams, Mr. Adams, oh, oh… MR. ADAMS!" she cried out, letting her head fall back as she rode her orgasm out against the steady stream of water.
Ken didn't last two pumps after that. He blew his load, letting it shoot out against the brick of her house. He gave a few more strokes to ride the rest of it out before he collapsed back against the wall, out of Elise's sight. He was trying his best to pant quietly, hoping she was so in her own head she wouldn't realize he was around the corner.
He pulled his pants back up and went to grab his things. This time a dirty workout t-shirt was handy for use and he made his typical production before entering the back yard.
When he got there, Elise was wearing both pieces of her bright yellow bikini and lying out on her chaise. Water was dripping down her body and Ken had never wanted to lick chlorinated water so badly in his life.
"Hey Elise," he called out, praying his voice wouldn't squeak like a 12 year old's.
"Oh hello, Mr. Adams. Is it already noon?"
"Um, actually, a little after. I, uh, was running a bit late today. Something came up."
"It's no problem at all, I won't tell on you." She winked at him before pulling her sunglasses on over her eyes.
He went about his business and as always, there was his check and lemonade waiting. He tried to stall a bit as he sipped his drink, "You got plans this weekend?"
"Oh yes, Mom and Dad have a big company pool party here every year. I have to play hostess, make sure everyone gets to enjoy the water." That caused him to choke on his lemonade.
She sat up and pulled off her glasses, "Are you okay?"
He coughed a few times before nodding, "Yeah, just, wrong pipe."
"Oh, well put your arms above your head. Always helps with that. Anyway, I’m gonna go inside now. Call if you need anything."
Ken watched her walk towards her house, unable to look away from her gorgeous ass.
***
The Tuesday after the 4th of July, Ken was a fucked up mixture of horny and nervous when he walked to the Madden’s driveway. He had been having visions of Elise in her pool last week, crying his name out as she came. Christ, he turned down sex from his wife that weekend because, as awful as it is to admit, but she couldn’t compare to the image of Elise’s tits and pussy.
That Tuesday was going to be particularly interesting. Elise had called and told him that she needed his assistance for a few extra hours that afternoon past his regular cleaning time. Apparently, the patio furniture needed rearranging after the party and there was still stuff she needed help cleaning.
Opting to leave his stuff at home since he wasn't sure what he'd be doing first, he walked to the back yard quietly. He could tell there was no mess and everything seemed to be in place, except for one very naked Elise floating in the middle of the pool staring straight at him.
"Oh, Christ, I'm sorry, I'll just…" he immediately turned around, ashamed.
"Mr. Adams, have you not noticed that I leave the gate open for you every time I'm home?" she cut him off, smiling as she moved her hands back and forth slowly in the water to keep herself in one place in the pool.
"Wait, what?" confused, he turned to face her and walked in her direction.
"I leave the gate open for you. You were so cute how you ran away that first time I was back here without my top on."
"You saw that?" he asked as he reached the edge of the pool, looking down at her as she pushed herself closer to where he was standing. The fact that he was making coherent sentences with her in front of him like that was impressive in his book.
"I had sunglasses on. I wasn't completely blind to you standing there, watching me, looking at my breasts." She reached a hand up, holding it over her chest so water could drip down over her tits. "You like what you see, don't you, Mr. Adams?"
He found himself nodding his head slowly, in a total daze before he realized what exactly was happening. "Wait, what are you doing Elise? You know I’m married, and that you’re too young for me."
"That’s what makes this so hot! I keep imagining what an experienced man like you can do to my body."
Ken kicked off his flip flops, moving to sit at the edge of the pool and put his feet into the water. His legs were wide and the end of her pool float moved to sit between them, "You think about what I can do to your body?"
"You saw what I was doing last week, so I’m sure you know the answer to that," she told him with a smirk as she sat up in the middle of the float, moving her legs to either side as to straddle it. She then moved closer to him, reaching out and running her hand up his leg.
“I know you love your wife, Mr. Adams, and I’m not asking you to leave her. All I want is for you to fuck me. Hard.”
Ken couldn’t think straight. He did love his wife, but seeing this beautiful girl who is so willing to pleasure him, made the iota of resolve he had vanish.
She was toying with the hem of his board shorts before she gave a small tug. "I think you need to join me in the water. It feels so good and, as you can see, we're going to have to come up with something else to occupy your time this afternoon since all the other work is already done."
"Okay," Ken said, quickly slipping into the pool. The end of the pool float was still between them so he reached up and grabbed her hands, "C'mere," he said as he pulled her off the float and towards him.
She let out a giggle as she slipped into his arms, her own wrapping around his neck. When her legs wrapped around his waist, she pushed her center down towards his growing erection, "You know, I've always thought it'd be so sexy to do it in the pool."
He groaned as her lips moved to his ear, licking and then sucking on his earlobe.
"Foreplay pool. Sex out. I want to be able to move freely when I finally take you."
She moaned as his hands moved to cup her ass, kneading the tight skin under the water. And with that, he ducked his head and caught her lips with his. She groaned in response against his mouth, grinding her hips against him as they kissed in the shallow end. He carried her towards the deeper water, staying where he could still stand and pressed her back against the wall. She let out a moan when she could feel the water rushing against her lower back.
"I want you to cum. Here, like you did for me the other day," he whispered gruffly in her ear before nipping at the sensitive skin right below it.
All she could do was nod and unwrap her legs from around him. He slowly turned her and she placed her forearms on the side of the pool, moving around until the jet was positioned just right, "There, Mr. Adams, right there," she breathed out.
He smirked as he reached his hands around her body, one large palm flattening against her stomach, the other went higher as he cupped her breast. Her nipple was taut as he pinched it between his second and third fingers, moving them slowly as to roll her nipple back and forth and pinch at the same time.
Elise's head fell back against his shoulder as she ground her hips forward against the water. Ken's groin was pressed up to her ass and she could feel his dick hard through the shorts. "So good, so, so good," she moaned out before turning her head and kissing whatever skin of his she could reach – his shoulder, his neck, the underside of his jaw.
"I want you to scream my name out. Just like you did the other day," he told her as he continued to move his hips against her ass in time with the motion of his fingers on her nipple.
She cried out as her orgasm rushed through her body, starting at the center and headed out in every possible direction. "Mr. Adams!" she screamed just before her body went limp against his.
He pulled her away slowly from the wall, still playing with her breast when she started to chuckle. "What's so funny?" he asked, pulling his other hand from her stomach so he could reach down to undo his own shorts.
"That was the best orgasm I've ever had," she confessed, pointing her toes so that she could stand on her own.
She turned to face him and helped him push the shorts down, first using her hands and then using her feet. Once he was naked, she wasted no time reaching forward and wrapping her smaller hand around his cock. "Is this what you pictured when you were getting off watching me the other day? Thinking about how it would be to hold me when I came? About how my breast would fit into your hand?"
Feeling numb again, Ken looked down at her and could only nod his head. Her hand was much smaller than his and he could tell she wasn't quite as experienced when it came to this part, but it felt so damn good he couldn't complain much. She loosened her grip, moving her thumb up to drag around the head a few times before she gripped him again.
"Fuck, Elise."
"That's kind of the plan," she joked, standing on her tip toes again and kissing him as she continued to work her hand. They stayed like that for a few moments, kissing and her hand working him until he abruptly reached down and grabbed her wrist, stopping the movement.
"We have to stop this if you want to get fucked soon," he said against her lips and getting a laugh out of her. "Chair. Now."
Not giving her time to go on her own accord, he reached down and grabbed her ass, pulling her up so that her arms and legs would wrap around his body again. She laughed and complied, letting him carry her from the pool to the chair. When they got there, he laid her down and comfortably took his place between her legs, starting to kiss her again.
She could feel the tip of his dick teasing her entrance when he stopped suddenly, pulling back and groaning, "Fuck. Condoms."
She shook her head, water droplets spraying as she reached back up for him, "I'm on the pill. I take it every day. Please, Mr. Adams, I need you inside me now."
He didn't want to take the risk, but he sure as hell needed Elise right now too so he would have to take her word for it on this one. "Just this time," he grunted out, kissing her.
He reached down, positioning his dick into place and looked up into her eyes, "You sure?"
She nodded and pushed her hips forward, taking the tip of his dick into her. That was all he needed to know so he slowly pushed the rest of the way into her.
"Fuck," he said with a groan, letting himself enjoy just how tight she was and letting her body adjust to him.
Elise's head fell back against the chair and she let out a moan, clenching her muscles a few times around him as she adjusted. But after a few moments, she got tired of just the tight and full sensation, she wanted more, she needed more from him. "Fuck me, Mr. Adams. Pump that thick cock in my pussy," she moaned into his ear.
He had never heard anything more erotic in his life. It was almost enough to make him lose his mind. But a few more deep breaths and he was able to start moving, slowly at first but picking up the pace after a while. "Elise, you're so tight wet. You’re a fucking slut, aren’t you? Only whores like you get turned on by married men," he grunted out as he thrust into her.
She wasn't able to get much out than little moans at each thrust. Her hands reached to the sides, gripping onto the arms of the chaise so that she didn't move too much in the chair. Slowly, her moans were able to form words, "Yes. More. Harder. Yes!"
He took her request for ‘more’ and ‘harder’ to heart. Picking up his pace, he also shifted his weight towards his left arm, reaching his right one between their bodies. His pointer finger slipped down, pressing his first two fingers against her clit. The calluses he'd developed from working outside were more than enough to help do the trick on Elise.
Her ability to use words was escaping her again as her head lulled back against the chair. She let out moans and grunts more often and until he could feel her walls starting to shake around him. "That's it baby, cum for me," he told her, coaching her right over the edge. He increased the pace of his thrusts while his hand groped one of her ample breasts.
As she came, he was trying to hold himself together and not lose it right then and there. He wanted her to be able to ride that orgasm out. But she looked so sexy below him, dripping wet from the pool and her own sweat, moaning incoherently. Her tits were bouncing with each thrust and he could feel the mixture of water, sweat, her and his precum on his fingers as he continued to rub her clit.
What he wasn't expecting was her to go straight into a second orgasm, eliciting a loud cry from her lips and her walls clenching his dick so tightly he let out his own groan before he came. His thrusts were erratic as he pumped hard into her, filling her up.
They both collapsed after that, limp and sweaty on the padded chair. After what felt like an eternity, he then pushed himself back up and out of her.
"Fuck," he muttered, reaching down and putting a hand under her ass as his cum poured out of her. "We're making a mess. C'mere."
Using his clean hand, he pulled her reluctantly to her feet and they both stumbled then fell into the pool.
He was floating on his back, smiling to himself at the weightless feeling when he felt her swim up next to him. Her nose rubbed against his cheek before she kissed him, "You were amazing."
He slowly moved from floating to standing, looking at her with a smirk, "You had doubts?"
"Nope. That's why you're scheduled here for three more hours and my parents won't be home til late."
"We shouldn’t keep doing this."
She wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted herself up to kiss him, "I know."
For about a month now, he has been regularly cleaning the pool of his next door neighbor, Jane and Keith Madden. Thankfully, they were very nice and very wealthy, which is why he’s continuously helping them with the maintenance of their pool.
Today, however, is the first time that Ken will be coming in without the supervision of the two. Mrs. Madden explained that both she and her husband would be at work during this time of day, but Elise, their 19-year-old daughter, should be around to make sure he received his payment.
As 11 am in the morning, he decided to head over to the Madden’s house to get started. Grabbing his skimmer and bucket of other supplies, he made his way around the house, surprised to find the gate already open. Not questioning it too much, he walked into the back yard and froze at what he saw.
Elise was in the backyard laying on a chaise lounge. Her iPod must have been on because her earbuds were in her ears and her right toe was tapping to a beat Ken himself couldn't hear. She was oiled or lotioned up, Ken wasn't quite sure, but her tan skin was glistening. She had on mirrored aviator sunglasses that looked sexy as hell and her hair was pulled up into a bun on the very top of her head.
But all of those things were after thoughts to one very important fact – Elise Madden was laid out topless in front of him. She had very small black bikini bottoms on that tied on each side, but her top was draped over the side of the chair.
In front of him were her tits, in all of their free of tan lines glory. They weren't huge like watermelons, and they weren't pink. They were ample, definitely more than a handful, but perfectly round even when she lay almost completely flat on her back.
Ken stood there for a minute or two, just staring and letting his cargo shorts grow tighter. Finally, he realized that he couldn't just go in there because she might freak out and tell everyone that he was a pervert.
He backtracked and closed the gate quietly. After adjusting his shorts and taking a deep breath, he made a big production of banging his bucket and the skimmer against the fence a few times as he opened the gate. He called out as he entered the yard, "Hey, anyone in here? It’s me, Ken!"
When he rounded the corner, Elise had flipped over so that she was lying on her stomach and her chest was pressed down into her towel. Pulling a bud from her ear, she looked over her shoulder and waved at him, "Hey Mr. Adams! Let me know if you need anything. There's some lemonade on the table over there and your money is next to it!"
"Alright, thank you," he told her as he tried not to stare at her beautiful, tan ass.
She smiled at him as she popped in her earbud again and then grabbed a magazine off the table next to her. He did his work, grabbed his check and gave her a wave on his way out of the yard.
As he walked back to his house, he couldn’t get the image of her amazing body out of his mind.
*
Ken cleaned the Madden’s pool again the next two weeks without ever seeing Elise. She left him a note on the same table explaining how sorry she was to be missing him and a glass of lemonade. The fourth week he came to clean it, the gate was open again.
"They really need to close these gates," he muttered to himself as he walked into the yard.
This time, Elise had hooked her music up to some sort of stereo system because music was blaring into the backyard. Elise wasn't on the chaise lounge. This time, she was on a blue pool float in the middle of her pool. Naked.
Ken stayed quiet, taking a step back closer to the house as he watched her. He didn't mean to be a perv, he was just coming to do his job but crap, she was there and he can’t find it in himself to look away from such a perfect specimen.
He watched her pool float move around in the water, pushed by the jets in the walls of the pool. As she turned, he got a better look at her pussy and, damn, she must wax because she was bare as could be.
He had never seen anything like that in person before since his wife likes to keep it natural down south. Elise's pussy was something he had only seen in magazines and clips on his computer.
She was wet, and for the first time in his life, Ken would have done anything to be a drop of water that was running from her hip bone down to between her legs. All Ken could think about was being between her legs. With his fingers, his face, his cock, anything she would let near there.
He was so hard it hurt; he had to walk out of the yard. But he knew that he couldn’t go back to his house without his wife seeing him with an erection. She would get suspicious and probably find out about what he saw. Instead, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and pictured disgusting things that would help him get rid of his stiff problem.
After a few minutes, he decided that it was time to go in. Despite being semi-erect still, he didn’t want anyone to see him just standing there like a lunatic with his eyes closed.
Like he had before, he shut the gate and proceeded to make as much noise as possible as he came in. By the time he made it to the back yard, Elise was standing on the deck with a towel wrapped around her body. "Hello, Mr. Adams. I'm just going to clear out of your way so you can work. Your money and some lemonade are in their usual spot." With a wiggle of her fingers, she disappeared into the house. He groaned as he watched her leave before turning to get to his work.
Another week came and went and no sign of her, which was probably good for Ken because each time he sees her, his need to touch her and do other things to her grows exponentially.
*
It was the Tuesday before 4th of July weekend and Ken was ready to once again clean the pool of his neighbor. He started to wonder for how long he’ll do this, and thinking that it might go on forever made him feel exhausted. But, remembering a certain 19-year-old made him realize that maybe he wouldn’t mind it at all.
When he got to the Madden’s yard, the gate was open and he didn't know if he should feel nervous or excited about what would be waiting for him on the other side. This time, he walked quietly into the backyard.
Poking his head around the corner, he didn't see Elise in her chair, but finally spotted her in the pool. She was at the side of the pool, her forearms resting on the edge with her eyes closed as she shifted against the wall.
He was about to walk in since she wasn’t in a compromising position, but he stopped when he realized something.
He knew this pool.
He knew that wall.
There was a jet right where Elise was standing.
Right about the height of where her clit would be if she just lifted herself up…
And right at that very moment, she moved her body up about one inch and her mouth dropped open. She had found the jet.
Ken stood there, leaning against the wall as he watched her start to rock back and forth slowly, keeping her eyes closed and biting her lip hard.
He looked around and realized, fuck it, she had her eyes closed, no one could see him, and this was making him so hard he was going to cum in his shorts like an inexperienced teen if he didn't do something about it. Only unbuttoning the top button of his shorts and foregoing the zipper, he did his best to shimmy his shorts and boxers down enough to get his dick out. A quiet spit in the palm and he began to stroke himself as he watched her.
Despite remembering his wife and how wrong it was for a grown man to be doing this, he didn’t care. He was hard, horny, and needed release immediately.
Ken knew how that water was hitting her clit just right. He knew that it was driving her crazy as she rocked back and forth. He wanted to do that same thing to her with his tongue, lick her clit and suck hard on it until she screamed his name. Instead, he just watched, biting the inside of his cheek to keep from making noise.
Elise's eyes were still squeezed tightly closed but she wasn't biting her lip anymore, now her mouth was open as she let out small pants and moans. They were just quiet nothings at first, but as she got closer to her climax, he could tell that she was saying something.
It wasn't until she came that he knew what, "Mr. Adams, Mr. Adams, oh, oh… MR. ADAMS!" she cried out, letting her head fall back as she rode her orgasm out against the steady stream of water.
Ken didn't last two pumps after that. He blew his load, letting it shoot out against the brick of her house. He gave a few more strokes to ride the rest of it out before he collapsed back against the wall, out of Elise's sight. He was trying his best to pant quietly, hoping she was so in her own head she wouldn't realize he was around the corner.
He pulled his pants back up and went to grab his things. This time a dirty workout t-shirt was handy for use and he made his typical production before entering the back yard.
When he got there, Elise was wearing both pieces of her bright yellow bikini and lying out on her chaise. Water was dripping down her body and Ken had never wanted to lick chlorinated water so badly in his life.
"Hey Elise," he called out, praying his voice wouldn't squeak like a 12 year old's.
"Oh hello, Mr. Adams. Is it already noon?"
"Um, actually, a little after. I, uh, was running a bit late today. Something came up."
"It's no problem at all, I won't tell on you." She winked at him before pulling her sunglasses on over her eyes.
He went about his business and as always, there was his check and lemonade waiting. He tried to stall a bit as he sipped his drink, "You got plans this weekend?"
"Oh yes, Mom and Dad have a big company pool party here every year. I have to play hostess, make sure everyone gets to enjoy the water." That caused him to choke on his lemonade.
She sat up and pulled off her glasses, "Are you okay?"
He coughed a few times before nodding, "Yeah, just, wrong pipe."
"Oh, well put your arms above your head. Always helps with that. Anyway, I’m gonna go inside now. Call if you need anything."
Ken watched her walk towards her house, unable to look away from her gorgeous ass.
***
The Tuesday after the 4th of July, Ken was a fucked up mixture of horny and nervous when he walked to the Madden’s driveway. He had been having visions of Elise in her pool last week, crying his name out as she came. Christ, he turned down sex from his wife that weekend because, as awful as it is to admit, but she couldn’t compare to the image of Elise’s tits and pussy.
That Tuesday was going to be particularly interesting. Elise had called and told him that she needed his assistance for a few extra hours that afternoon past his regular cleaning time. Apparently, the patio furniture needed rearranging after the party and there was still stuff she needed help cleaning.
Opting to leave his stuff at home since he wasn't sure what he'd be doing first, he walked to the back yard quietly. He could tell there was no mess and everything seemed to be in place, except for one very naked Elise floating in the middle of the pool staring straight at him.
"Oh, Christ, I'm sorry, I'll just…" he immediately turned around, ashamed.
"Mr. Adams, have you not noticed that I leave the gate open for you every time I'm home?" she cut him off, smiling as she moved her hands back and forth slowly in the water to keep herself in one place in the pool.
"Wait, what?" confused, he turned to face her and walked in her direction.
"I leave the gate open for you. You were so cute how you ran away that first time I was back here without my top on."
"You saw that?" he asked as he reached the edge of the pool, looking down at her as she pushed herself closer to where he was standing. The fact that he was making coherent sentences with her in front of him like that was impressive in his book.
"I had sunglasses on. I wasn't completely blind to you standing there, watching me, looking at my breasts." She reached a hand up, holding it over her chest so water could drip down over her tits. "You like what you see, don't you, Mr. Adams?"
He found himself nodding his head slowly, in a total daze before he realized what exactly was happening. "Wait, what are you doing Elise? You know I’m married, and that you’re too young for me."
"That’s what makes this so hot! I keep imagining what an experienced man like you can do to my body."
Ken kicked off his flip flops, moving to sit at the edge of the pool and put his feet into the water. His legs were wide and the end of her pool float moved to sit between them, "You think about what I can do to your body?"
"You saw what I was doing last week, so I’m sure you know the answer to that," she told him with a smirk as she sat up in the middle of the float, moving her legs to either side as to straddle it. She then moved closer to him, reaching out and running her hand up his leg.
“I know you love your wife, Mr. Adams, and I’m not asking you to leave her. All I want is for you to fuck me. Hard.”
Ken couldn’t think straight. He did love his wife, but seeing this beautiful girl who is so willing to pleasure him, made the iota of resolve he had vanish.
She was toying with the hem of his board shorts before she gave a small tug. "I think you need to join me in the water. It feels so good and, as you can see, we're going to have to come up with something else to occupy your time this afternoon since all the other work is already done."
"Okay," Ken said, quickly slipping into the pool. The end of the pool float was still between them so he reached up and grabbed her hands, "C'mere," he said as he pulled her off the float and towards him.
She let out a giggle as she slipped into his arms, her own wrapping around his neck. When her legs wrapped around his waist, she pushed her center down towards his growing erection, "You know, I've always thought it'd be so sexy to do it in the pool."
He groaned as her lips moved to his ear, licking and then sucking on his earlobe.
"Foreplay pool. Sex out. I want to be able to move freely when I finally take you."
She moaned as his hands moved to cup her ass, kneading the tight skin under the water. And with that, he ducked his head and caught her lips with his. She groaned in response against his mouth, grinding her hips against him as they kissed in the shallow end. He carried her towards the deeper water, staying where he could still stand and pressed her back against the wall. She let out a moan when she could feel the water rushing against her lower back.
"I want you to cum. Here, like you did for me the other day," he whispered gruffly in her ear before nipping at the sensitive skin right below it.
All she could do was nod and unwrap her legs from around him. He slowly turned her and she placed her forearms on the side of the pool, moving around until the jet was positioned just right, "There, Mr. Adams, right there," she breathed out.
He smirked as he reached his hands around her body, one large palm flattening against her stomach, the other went higher as he cupped her breast. Her nipple was taut as he pinched it between his second and third fingers, moving them slowly as to roll her nipple back and forth and pinch at the same time.
Elise's head fell back against his shoulder as she ground her hips forward against the water. Ken's groin was pressed up to her ass and she could feel his dick hard through the shorts. "So good, so, so good," she moaned out before turning her head and kissing whatever skin of his she could reach – his shoulder, his neck, the underside of his jaw.
"I want you to scream my name out. Just like you did the other day," he told her as he continued to move his hips against her ass in time with the motion of his fingers on her nipple.
She cried out as her orgasm rushed through her body, starting at the center and headed out in every possible direction. "Mr. Adams!" she screamed just before her body went limp against his.
He pulled her away slowly from the wall, still playing with her breast when she started to chuckle. "What's so funny?" he asked, pulling his other hand from her stomach so he could reach down to undo his own shorts.
"That was the best orgasm I've ever had," she confessed, pointing her toes so that she could stand on her own.
She turned to face him and helped him push the shorts down, first using her hands and then using her feet. Once he was naked, she wasted no time reaching forward and wrapping her smaller hand around his cock. "Is this what you pictured when you were getting off watching me the other day? Thinking about how it would be to hold me when I came? About how my breast would fit into your hand?"
Feeling numb again, Ken looked down at her and could only nod his head. Her hand was much smaller than his and he could tell she wasn't quite as experienced when it came to this part, but it felt so damn good he couldn't complain much. She loosened her grip, moving her thumb up to drag around the head a few times before she gripped him again.
"Fuck, Elise."
"That's kind of the plan," she joked, standing on her tip toes again and kissing him as she continued to work her hand. They stayed like that for a few moments, kissing and her hand working him until he abruptly reached down and grabbed her wrist, stopping the movement.
"We have to stop this if you want to get fucked soon," he said against her lips and getting a laugh out of her. "Chair. Now."
Not giving her time to go on her own accord, he reached down and grabbed her ass, pulling her up so that her arms and legs would wrap around his body again. She laughed and complied, letting him carry her from the pool to the chair. When they got there, he laid her down and comfortably took his place between her legs, starting to kiss her again.
She could feel the tip of his dick teasing her entrance when he stopped suddenly, pulling back and groaning, "Fuck. Condoms."
She shook her head, water droplets spraying as she reached back up for him, "I'm on the pill. I take it every day. Please, Mr. Adams, I need you inside me now."
He didn't want to take the risk, but he sure as hell needed Elise right now too so he would have to take her word for it on this one. "Just this time," he grunted out, kissing her.
He reached down, positioning his dick into place and looked up into her eyes, "You sure?"
She nodded and pushed her hips forward, taking the tip of his dick into her. That was all he needed to know so he slowly pushed the rest of the way into her.
"Fuck," he said with a groan, letting himself enjoy just how tight she was and letting her body adjust to him.
Elise's head fell back against the chair and she let out a moan, clenching her muscles a few times around him as she adjusted. But after a few moments, she got tired of just the tight and full sensation, she wanted more, she needed more from him. "Fuck me, Mr. Adams. Pump that thick cock in my pussy," she moaned into his ear.
He had never heard anything more erotic in his life. It was almost enough to make him lose his mind. But a few more deep breaths and he was able to start moving, slowly at first but picking up the pace after a while. "Elise, you're so tight wet. You’re a fucking slut, aren’t you? Only whores like you get turned on by married men," he grunted out as he thrust into her.
She wasn't able to get much out than little moans at each thrust. Her hands reached to the sides, gripping onto the arms of the chaise so that she didn't move too much in the chair. Slowly, her moans were able to form words, "Yes. More. Harder. Yes!"
He took her request for ‘more’ and ‘harder’ to heart. Picking up his pace, he also shifted his weight towards his left arm, reaching his right one between their bodies. His pointer finger slipped down, pressing his first two fingers against her clit. The calluses he'd developed from working outside were more than enough to help do the trick on Elise.
Her ability to use words was escaping her again as her head lulled back against the chair. She let out moans and grunts more often and until he could feel her walls starting to shake around him. "That's it baby, cum for me," he told her, coaching her right over the edge. He increased the pace of his thrusts while his hand groped one of her ample breasts.
As she came, he was trying to hold himself together and not lose it right then and there. He wanted her to be able to ride that orgasm out. But she looked so sexy below him, dripping wet from the pool and her own sweat, moaning incoherently. Her tits were bouncing with each thrust and he could feel the mixture of water, sweat, her and his precum on his fingers as he continued to rub her clit.
What he wasn't expecting was her to go straight into a second orgasm, eliciting a loud cry from her lips and her walls clenching his dick so tightly he let out his own groan before he came. His thrusts were erratic as he pumped hard into her, filling her up.
They both collapsed after that, limp and sweaty on the padded chair. After what felt like an eternity, he then pushed himself back up and out of her.
"Fuck," he muttered, reaching down and putting a hand under her ass as his cum poured out of her. "We're making a mess. C'mere."
Using his clean hand, he pulled her reluctantly to her feet and they both stumbled then fell into the pool.
He was floating on his back, smiling to himself at the weightless feeling when he felt her swim up next to him. Her nose rubbed against his cheek before she kissed him, "You were amazing."
He slowly moved from floating to standing, looking at her with a smirk, "You had doubts?"
"Nope. That's why you're scheduled here for three more hours and my parents won't be home til late."
"We shouldn’t keep doing this."
She wrapped her arms around his neck and lifted herself up to kiss him, "I know."
Alma
- 01.06.2022
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