Off the Deep End

She awoke early after a restless night of semi sleep, and vivid dreams. The room was hot and she was covered in a thin sheen of sweat. The tingling from the elevator incident from the day before were still very much alive in her, and somewhere deep, a fuse was lit.
It was barely 8 a.m., and she decided she could use a swim. The pool should be just cold enough to calm her down, and maybe wash the vision of the man with the sunglasses from her mind. She could still feel his hands on her, in her; it was starting to drive her pulse up again. She went to her bathing suit drawer, and looked through the choices. There was the usual plain royal blue one piece she always wore, or any one of the same styles in different colors, or the fiery red bikini she once bought on a whim and never dared to wear. She took it from the drawer almost defiantly and put it on. She sauntered out to her backyard towards the pool and stopped dead in her tracks. She had forgotten he was coming today. And he was already here. Her entire body blushed as she gazed upon him, the 17 year old Adonis that cleaned her pool once a week. He was tall and very well built. He was on the baseball team at school he had told her once, and every inch of him looked as if it was sculpted from the finest marble. She normally waited till he was done and then quietly handed him a check for his job well done, and wished him well until the next week. She took a deep breath, and walked towards the pool. She greeted him warmly, mentioning that she had forgotten that he was coming today. He stared at her with a hunger that only teenage boys can have in their eyes as he tried to form a competent sentence. She informed him of her decision to get some sun and proceeded to lay out on the lounge directly in his line of sight. He worked as diligently as he could stealing glances at her every so often and once almost falling into the pool as she caressed her leg. She was enjoying the power she had over him, this sense of control was new to her and she was becoming drunk on it. She was more powerful than she ever thought she was. She held up a bottle of sunscreen and called to the young man to ask for his help in putting some on her back. He nearly threw his net in the pool to get to her, and she smiled to herself as she noticed his shorts tenting as he got closer. She rolled over onto her back and untied the back of her top so as not to make a line she smiled. His hands were shaking as they worked the lotion onto her smooth warm skin. He hadn’t been this close to an actual woman ever. Sure there were girls in his class, but this was a woman. He had heard things about women. Women had experience, and women did things that girls wouldn’t, or at least he hoped. His body was rejecting all forms of reason, and his erection was starting to hurt then, she turned over. Her breasts were the stuff of legend. They weren’t too big, or too small they were just right, and her nipples were dark red and hard like pencil erasers. He wondered to himself if they tasted like pencil erasers. Her hand slid across his cheek, as he brought his head down and began to suckle her slowly at first and then once he had heard the moan escape from her lips he became more confident grasping her breasts in her hands and licking each nipple one after the other moving back and forth licking and sucking and gently nibbling. She was going to jump out of her skin any second. The boy’s mouth was fantastic she thought and brought it to hers kissing him deeply, her tongue sliding into his mouth and his responding in kind. She pulled him down on top of her and caressed his strong, muscled back as he continued to devour her lips, and her neck, and her breasts. She was a feast for him, and he was so hungry. He moved lower and lower sticking his tongue in her bellybutton causing her to grab a handful of his hair and tug with a loud moan. She urged him on and his lips moved over the thin fabric of her bikini bottoms. She gasped as she felt the pressure of his mouth on her and the heat of breath made her quiver. He nuzzled her over the thin fabric as her legs draped over either side of the lounge chair, and then she felt his fingers moving the thin fabric aside. His lips her on her, and he kissed her gently sending small bolts of lightning through her she caressed the back of his head and pushed gently as his tongue snaked between the tender folds of her flesh and found the hot wetness. He lapped at her as she lay there in the throws of rapture, and when he closed his lips over her clitoris she nearly passed out, but instead rewarded him with an all powerful orgasm.
She pulled him up to her and kissed his mouth tasting herself on him, and could not be stopped. Her insides were on fire now, and there was no way to put it out she tugged at his swim trunks forcing them down around his ankles and wrapped her legs around his narrow waist. His manhood thick and swollen, and ready for anything. He plunged his hips forward and entered her gasping as he did so. Her nails gently raked across his back as he began to thrust. He was slow and cautious at first, but then his baser instincts kicked in and he became an eager young buck thrusting in and out of her with wild abandon. The lounge chair rocked and creaked beneath them as he moved in and out of her like a piston the sweat covering them both as he moaned in her ear, and she whispered dirty things into his driving him on harder, faster, deeper. She could feel it building in her again. She was going higher and higher and higher, and as she bit his shoulder she came with a ferocious blast that knocked her very soul off its foundations. The boy felt the contractions of her vagina and with one final knifing thrust he came deep inside of her the orgasm was so powerful that his balls actually hurt. He collapsed on top of her and they lay there panting for a few minutes. Finally, he sat up not sure what to do, and the woman gave him a kiss on the cheek, and complimented his work on the pool.
“Come inside, and I’ll write you a check,” she said breathlessly.