Dropping my keys on the table by the door, I grabbed a water out of the fridge and fell into the recliner in my living room.
The evening had been a complete waste of time. Don’t get me wrong. I always enjoyed hanging out with Lewis. But I had nursed a single beer the entire time we were at the bar while he had proceeded to get a good buzz on and ended up going home with a woman he just met.
Lewis was sure to get laid tonight, while I had gone home alone, my thoughts centered around honey hair and whiskey eyes. The peeping neighbor had consumed my entire being, and I wasn’t interested in the oblivion that drinking and random pussy might have provided. Unless it was hers.
Just knowing that she was next door, so close and yet still so far away, made my dick harden in my shorts. It was looking like a cold shower kind of night. And that might not even be enough. I would still probably rub one out before I could settle down.
I walked to the door leading to the backyard off the kitchen. A light was on in her backyard.
Amanda. I wondered if she were outside. Could she not sleep either? Had she been as affected by our earlier encounter as I had been?
Quietly, I slipped through the door and walked across the yard to the fence. I bent and looked through the little peep hole. The light didn’t offer much illumination beyond the patio, and I strained to listen for any signs of her.
The sound of splashing hit my ears and I smiled as I remembered her tumble to the pool earlier. Peering in the direction of the pool, I saw a flash of gold skin and skimpy black fabric.
The need to see her again consumed me. The chair I had used to jump the fence earlier was still against the fence, and I used it to leap over once more.
She cut through the water with quick, sure strokes, oblivious that she was now the one being spied on. My blood hummed hot through my veins with excitement. It felt a little wrong to be watching her, but I couldn’t stop.
Slapping the edge of the pool, she turned and headed back across the water without looking up. A devious thought hit me.
I quickly shucked my shorts to the ground and tore my shirt over my head. Toeing my shoes off, I walked to the pool and jumped in.
The splash must have alerted Amanda that someone else was around because she flung her upper body up out of the water. Sputtering, she turned in my direction, swiping the water from her face.
Her eyes met mine and she gasped.
“What are you doing here?” Her voice came out shocked and breathy.
My attention was stolen by the tiny scraps of black barely covering her body. Two tiny triangles cupped the curves of her breasts. An even smaller triangle covered her pussy. I bit back a groan as beads of water slid down the flat of her stomach before being absorbed by her bottoms.
I waded across the pool in her direction. For every step forward I took, she took a step backward, trying to keep distance between us, until her back hit the wall of the pool. I kept going, not stopping until I was right in front of her, so close that she had to tilt her head back to look at me.
“I thought it was a good night for a swim. When I saw your light on, I decided to come over.”
“You didn’t think it might be a good idea to ask if you could join me? Are you even wearing trunks?” Her incredulous tone grew in pitch as she tried to see under the water.
“I have boxer briefs on. It’s basically the same thing.”
“You’re in my pool. In your underwear. With me.”
“Yeah. I am. Is that a problem?” I smirked at her and watched the conflicting emotions rush over her face.
She was angry. Shocked at my boldness. Underneath it all, I could see the same curious lust from earlier swirling in her eyes. It was in the heave of her chest as she tried to control her breathing. It was in the way her teeth pierced her lower lip. I might have been uninvited, but I wasn’t unwelcome.
“That depends on what you think is going to happen.”
“I think a lot of things are going to happen. I think we both want a lot of things to happen.”
She gasped at my bold words. I stepped closer, until the hard points of her nipples brushed my chest.
“I haven’t been able to get you out of my mind all evening. Went to the bar with Lewis. Beer didn’t wash it away. No other woman caught my interest. Why can’t I stop thinking about you?”
Gripping the wet mass of her ponytail in my hand, I wrapped it around my fist and tugged her head back farther. Our mouths were inches apart. Her hot breath skating over my lips. I flicked my tongue out and licked a drop of water that hung on the corner of her mouth.
Amanda’s answering moan was answer enough. When her small hands gripped my shoulders and tried to pull me closer, I knew she wanted this just as badly as I did.