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in the Water
Bauden & kd
Id watched her
the last two nights. Staring. Mesmerized. Id been so enthralled
by watching her, I ruined two shirts by
spilling wine on
them AND I knocked over a lamp walking away from the window.
and a stalker.
Not a stalker in the
traditional sense, mind you; I would never hurt my neighbor. Its
well, if she insists on coming outside naked to lounge
in her hot tub, she needs to build a higher fence! Im all for
finding the inner nature in all of us
I just wasnt ready
to see it outside of my window! Now that I am, I want to pop some corn
before the show starts.
She got her hot tub about
a week ago and she even invited me over to try it out with her. If I
were sure I could sit in a hot bath with my neighbor without trying
to fuck her, Id have done it in a heartbeat. There was no way
in hell I could do that. I was more than attracted to her. She had such
fire in her green eyes that they struck me down to the point of semi-speechlessness
when she first talked to me.
"Hi, my name
is Sarah. I just moved in next door and I want to introduce myself,"
she said with a small smile.
I swallowed a few
times before I could answer. "Hi, Sarah, Im Tara. Try saying
that ten times fast," I nervously said with a chuckle.
We stared at each
other for several uncomfortable moments. I didnt know what to
say without sounding like a total dork. She was looking at me like I
was a total dork. Okay, a cute dork. She kept smiling at me,
not helping my situation at all. Her smile was like salve on a wound.
It melted my soul.
She broke the silence
first. "So, have you lived here long?" she asked quietly.
here all my life. This was my parents house and my childhood home.
I cant imagine not living here."
Silence struck again.
I couldnt believe I couldnt say anything! My mouth was stuck
on pause and I couldnt find the play button. I think she could
tell I wasnt in my right frame of mind, because she let me off
its great to meet a friendly neighbor. Feel free to drop in anytime."
I mutely smiled and
nodded my head as I turned around and walked back to my house. I swear
I heard her giggling at me.
That was over three months
Id seen her friends
come and go, but most importantly, Id seen him. Thats
when I knew I needed to keep my distance. They were close
could see that. They hugged a lot, they laughed a lot, and they both
seemed to touch a lot when they spoke to each other. I dont know
if you could call it love, but they were definitely close.
Which is why I stayed
away. I knew that shed see the desire in my eyes if I looked too
long. Hell, I could see it in the mirror when I thought about her. The
temptation was just too great, and I knew from experience, that if I
were too close to her, Id make a move on her. I had about as much
control over my libido as I did over how often I breathed.
Nada. Zero. Zip.
They tell me lust is
a natural thing that fades with time. Sometimes I felt there werent
enough watches to pass the time until this ache went away. I wanted
her so badly I could almost taste her. It was bad enough when I would
catch glimpses of her from day to day, here and there, but now she bathed
outside, naked as a jaybird.
Some women are just plain
She was due to come out
anytime now. She had come outside around nine the last couple of nights,
so maybe its her bewitching hour. I knew it had become mine.
I was about to leave
my perch, when I heard her screen door open and close. I swallowed loudly
waiting to see her once again. I could feel the tremors in my stomach
begin as I saw her stroll across the deck towards her tub. Tonight was
a bit different though, she was
I couldnt believe
my eyes. It was almost a relief to see that she wasnt naked. Id
just about come to the end of my mental rope. I was ready to slide down
the phone wires into her backyard just to be near her naked splendor.
She was throwing what
looked like bath salts into the tub. She turned on the jets and watched
as the salts were mixed into the water. Maybe tonight would be different.
Perhaps God was taking pity on me tonight.
Well if He was, it was
only a momentary lapse, because she started to undress right there on
Oh, mercy, mercy me!
She raised her arms and
stretched before lifting her tank top over her head. Her beautiful breasts
were released into the night air. The flesh puckered as the wind caressed
her. I saw her head turn slightly towards me as if she were subtly trying
to look for my silhouette in the window. It suddenly dawned on me that
Id forgotten how to breathe.
Did she want me to
She lightly rubbed her
breasts with her hands as she swayed her hips in the moonlight. The
wind blew through her auburn, shoulder length hair as she tilted her
head back to enjoy the breeze. I knew my mouth was open, but I could
do nothing to close it. I had found my Nirvana, and she lived next door.
She tucked her fingers
into the waist of her drawstring shorts and slowly pushed them down
her thighs. The sway of her hips continued to hypnotize me with their
provocative swing. She pulled her legs from the shorts first
one then the other,
her body exposed and unadulterated
all for me.
When she turned her head
my way again, I quickly ducked from the window, moving so fast that
I bumped into my sofa, sending my cat ass over teacup onto the floor.
The look I got told me to expect something nasty under my pillow.
It was a small price
Crawling back to the
window, I inched my head above the sill. She turned on the lights to
the tub and glided effortlessly into the water.
The look of pure bliss
on her face as she rested her head against the foam pillow almost made
me come. This woman was clearly going to be the death of me.
She sat facing me and
I knew I had to be careful when I watched her if I didnt want
to be spotted. If she saw me it would be embarrassing for the both of
us. Hell, she could call the police on me for being a childish, sexually
frustrated peeping Tom.
Jesus, how old am
I? If I want to watch naked women, I should go to the fucking video
store and rent a porno film!
I had almost convinced
myself to close the shades when she began to massage her breasts again.
I couldnt tear myself away. This time she was pinching her nipples
vigorously. A jolt of desire shot directly to my groin. I felt my thighs
tighten, sending waves of pleasurable sensations through my body. I
heard her moan over the motor of the jets through the open window. Id
never heard such a sound in my life. My heart rate was soaring and my
hands began to tremble.
Twenty yards had never
seemed so close and yet so far. It was a paradox in my head. I wanted
it to be far away so I could watch as she pleasured herself unabashedly,
but then again, I wanted it to be close so I could actually touch her
body myself. She tortured me with her actions for a few moments before
one of her hands snaked below the bubbling water. I didnt need
a clue to know where it went.
Her head came off the
padded pillow for a brief second as her eyes shut and her mouth opened
slightly. Her hand was where I wanted to be. I wanted to be that hand
more than anything in the world at the moment. She continued to tug
at her nipple as she stroked herself. She made beautiful music with
herself as I watched shamelessly from my window. I could feel the pane
of glass against my forehead as I watched her. There was probably fog
on the glass under my nose, but I wasnt about to take my eyes
off her to find out.
Who said sex wasnt
a spectator sport? Some freak that didnt have my view, thats
She played with herself
- and with me -
for several minutes. My hand made its way under my shorts
and underwear and had started to stroke my need insistently. I watched
as her body began to create waves
the thrusts of her hips causing
the water to cascade over the sides of the tub. I could tell that she
was close to orgasm. Even though Id never been with her
physically, Ive seen enough in my day to know that look of utter
I clung to my sill with
bated breath watching her take herself to someplace wonderful. A place
I was going to visit in about two seconds. She looked like she was just
about there when her head shot up and our eyes locked. She came hard
and before I knew it, I was right there with her. We watched each other
release. My eyes closed and I could no longer contain the moans that
were bottled inside of me. My body spasmed for a few moments as I breathed
hard against the glass, fogging my window. I was afraid to open my eyes
not knowing what was going to happen. I knew she had seen me -
and that I had seen her.
I slowly opened my eyes
to find her gone.
I immediately took my
hand out of my shorts and drew the shades. I began to pace frantically
on wobbly legs around my living room. I was waiting to hear my doorbell
ring, knowing it was the police on the other side. I turned immediately
to my front door when I heard a knock.
Well, I was close
Do I open the door
only to get arrested? They could easily come in with a warrant.
The knock sounded again
and I began to sweat profusely until I heard a soft voice.
"I know youre
in there," it said.
It was her!
Do I jump out the
window? It would be a fitting death, no? The same window that got me
in this predicament in the first place.
I heard my doorknob turn
and watched as the door slowly opened. My eyes widened, partly in fear
and partly in surprise that she would come in uninvited.
Like YOU didnt
break every privacy law tonight.
She stepped over the
threshold and our eyes met again. She closed the door and leaned against
it, eyeing me the entire time. I felt my stomach do its hundredth flip
as I released a much needed breath. We were only a few feet apart. I
waited to see what she was going to do next.
I didnt have to
She lunged at me and
harshly kissed my lips, pressing her towel clad body against mine in
a feverish dance. Her hands were in my hair, fingering my scalp and
neck sensually. My knees grew weak when her tongue entered my mouth.
Our tongues danced at a delirious rate. My arms found their way around
her wet body and the towel gracelessly fell to the floor. She moaned
into my mouth as her naked hips pressed against mine.
I felt her hands tug
at my shirt and it was off before I could pretend to protest. She found
my breasts and began to mirror what shed done to herself only
a few short moments ago.
God, was that tonight?
My mind was racing, not
believing that she was actually here... and doing to me all the things
Id watched her do to herself. I felt my shorts and underwear fall
to my feet and I kicked them away before I tripped on them. Her fingers
were working magic on my nipples and I felt my desire brimming once
Her mouth was relentless.
She nipped and sucked every part of my mouth and lips, raising my arousal
meter to brand new heights.
"God, I want you,"
Her lips covered mine roughly, stopping any conversation before it could
I attempted again only to have my protests stifled with a moan after
her hand found purchase between my thighs.
"Oh my god! Oh my
god! Oh my god!" I exclaimed, suddenly shooting upright in bed.
I looked around the room, trying desperately to orient myself to my
surroundings. The time on the clock illuminated 5:15 a.m.
The damp feeling between
my legs immediately brought to mind the carnal pleasure I had just experienced
at Sarahs hands.
"Shit!" I frantically
searched the bed for the beautiful temptress who had lured me to self-fulfillment
earlier in the evening.
"Where did she go?"
Climbing out of bed,
I went directly to the window and looked at the house next door. It
was cast in total darkness. I frowned as I turned around and leaned
my backside against the windowsill, staring
hard at the floor,
trying desperately to recreate the events of the evening.
Sarah had caught me looking
at her from her living room window
watching as she pleasured herself
in the hot tub. She had me writhing in sexual agony as I wished I was
the water that enveloped the beautiful creature, entering every intimate
crevice, and caressing the creamy expanse of skin that covered her shapely
body. At the moment of orgasm, our eyes locked
and like a fool,
What happened next was
totally beyond all my expectations. Sarah marched her sexy little butt
right up to my apartment and seduced me! Seduced me body and soul
tearing off my clothes and taking me right there in my own living
Tearing my clothes
. "Hey! Wait a minute!"
I looked down to see
I was wearing a T-shirt and boxer shorts.
"I have clothes
? I should be naked!" I said to my cat,
who just looked at me as though I had a third eye in the middle of my
Sprinting across the
bedroom, I ran into the living room to the very spot Sarah had seduced
me expecting to find my shirt, shorts and panties still on the
They were nowhere to
"What the hell?"
I then ran to the bathroom
to check the clothes hamper.
"Damn! Where are
they?" I asked no one in particular when I didnt find the
clothes I had worn the day before. "Where the hell can they be?"
I searched everywhere,
until I finally found them in the clothes dryer. I was really bummed
out and confused as I threw the clothes on top of the dryer and returned
to the living room.
"Now, how did they
get in there? Heck, I was wearing them last night when she tore them
off me. I certainly didnt do it! The last thing I would do in
the middle of hot monkey sex is take time to do my laundry! I can see
Hold it right there chickie-poo
I just gotta
pick up these clothes that you ripped off my body in a fit of sexual
passion, and put them into the washing machine. Now dont move
.. Ill be right back!. Hell no! Martha
Stewart I aint!
especially when I have the hottest babe
in town waiting to do the Nasty with me!"
I was stumped. Not only
had they been washed, but someone put them into the dryer as well!
"Am I losing my
mind?" I asked the cat.
all that blasted cat would say, arching its back in a blatant demand
The cat rolled over and
demanded to have its stomach scratched.
I smiled. "You remind
me of myself, you little heathen. Id roll over and let Sarah scratch
my tummy any day. Hell, she could scratch a few other things while shes
at it!" I laughed at my own remark before my thoughts returned
to the predicament at hand.
Running my hands through
my hair, I walked over to the mirror on the wall and looked at myself.
"Get a grip, Tara! Aint no way Sarahs gonna want a
head case for a girlfriend!"
Whoa! Where did that
come from? What would make me think Sarah was looking for a girlfriend?
Hell, I wasnt even sure I wanted a girlfriend! But
. last night
. it did happen didnt
Looking up once more,
I stared at my reflection for long moments, thinking that I wasnt
such a bad looker
. so why not? Why wouldnt Sarah want me
as a girlfriend?
Maybe because of him?
Man!" I really hate it when memory pays me a visit. I had tried
very hard to forget there was a "him" in the picture.
"Who the hell is
this guy anyway?"
Receiving no answer,
I made a move to turn away from the mirror when I noticed a mark on
my neck. My eyes widened as I leaned in and pulled the collar of my
T-shirt down for a better view.
"Holy Shit! Is that
After several moments
of examination, I convinced myself that it was indeed a hickey. Grinning
ear to ear, my heart soared as I realized what this meant.
"Oh yeah! Im
youre such a lady killer!" I have such
a big head sometimes, I have trouble finding hats that fit!
After a moment or two
of staring at myself, the grin faded. I just wish I could remember
what happened after she tore my clothes off!
least I have this trophy to show for it!" I remarked, looking again
at the hickey on my neck.
Walking over to the window
once more, I looked across the fence at Sarahs house and this
time I noticed a light was on in her kitchen.
up already, heathen! I wonder if shed like to go to breakfast?"
Not waiting for the cat to answer, I headed to the bathroom, tearing
off my T-shirt and boxers along the way. Somehow, tearing my own
clothes off definitely did NOT have the same effect as Sarah doing it!
Gingerly, I stepped under the warm spray of the shower.
As I stood there allowing
the stinging streams of water to bombard my skin, I thought again of
another feminine form drenched in warm liquid. I closed my eyes and
imagined once more that I was the water in Sarahs hot tub
swirling in and out around Sarahs limbs, peaking into her navel,
flowing across her taut abdomen, squeezing between firm buttocks, and
finally entering the warm, moist cavern of her womanhood. I imagined
being able to totally invade the womans most inner crevices, finding
myself totally inside this creature that could bring me to orgasm with
a simple glance.
I felt myself shudder
as my body reacted to these thoughts.
Pushing onward, I felt
myself repeatedly sliding
in and out of Sarah
the tide of emotions building in me as waves of desire became fierce,
foaming whitecaps. My knees weakened as the fluidity of my being became
the lubrication that coated the core of my beloved Sarah.
The tide rose in height
until it finally crested and came crashing down over me, causing me
to scream out my release
one hand aiding myself to fulfillment
while clinging desperately to the shower wall with the other.
Finally, as the spasms
subsided, I sank to my knees and allowed the shower to rain down upon
me, surrounding me in liquid warmth that pulsated in time with the contractions
of my own body.
whispered softly as I regained my composure.
When it was over, I sat
back in the tub and flicked the drain lever closed with my toe. Reaching
forward, I closed the shower valve and filled the tub with the warm
liquid. Laying back, I closed my eyes and allowed the water to rise
around me, thinking how wonderful it was to be in love.
Bolting upright and splashing
large quantities of water onto the floor, I grasped the side of the
"No way!" I
shouted into the room. "No fucking way am I in love! Shit! I dont
even know the woman!"
Sitting back in the tub,
I allowed indignance to fill my mind. No damn way, Tara. All you
want is a hot piece of ass
nothing more! Dont even go there,
girlfriend! No way are you going to give up your independence. From
the looks of the mark on your neck, you had a really good time last
night. Thats all this is with Sarah
just a good time.
Satisfied that I had
talked myself out of an emotional entanglement, I quickly bathed, then
climbed out of the tub.
Within moments, I had
toweled dry and headed to the bedroom to don a pair of cut offs and
a midriff tank top. After blow-drying my long dark hair until it shone,
I slipped on a pair of sandals and headed out the door, glancing at
the clock along the way. 7:50 a.m.
I stood on my front porch
for an eternity, trying to summon the nerve to ask Sarah to breakfast.
Several times I nearly turned around and went back into the house until
I finally put my ass in gear and walked the thirty feet separating our
front doors. Just before my knuckles met wood, the door swung open and
she was there
and so was he.
She was a little startled
when she saw me.
"Oh! Hi, Tara!"
I was speechless. There
she was, dressed in a robe, one arm around the waist of this
. person I wanted so desperately to maim.
sorry, Sarah. I thought
" I stammered as I slowly backed up,
looking desperately for an escape.
dont go. I want you to meet Troy. Troy, this is Tara, my next
Troy reached out his
hand in a friendly handshake. I can remember wanting to twist it behind
his back until it snapped. Instead, I did the civil thing and offered
my hand back.
"Nice to meet you,
I wanted to puke!
Troy turned to Sarah.
"I gotta go." Then he moved one step closer to the open grave
I was digging for him when he leaned in to place a gentle kiss on Sarahs
lips. "Ill see ya later, okay?" he said, accepting the
hug that followed.
Sarah smiled broadly
at him. "Okay, sweetie. Have a great day."
and it was nice meeting you too, Tara," he added, shaking
my hand once more before heading for the car parked at the curb.
I couldnt wait
to go home and wash my hands.
I stood there, sick to
my stomach as I watched Sarah blow kisses to Troy as he drove away.
An uncomfortable silence
fell between us as I stood there, shuffling my weight from foot to foot.
Sarah broke the ice.
"Is there something
I can do for you, Tara?"
I couldnt believe
what I was hearing! After the night we had shared? How could she treat
me so casually?
I was wondering if you wanted to go out for breakfast, but I can see
sorry, Tara. Ive already eaten. Maybe another time?"
I felt like someone had
thrown a glass of ice water in my face. "Yeah
time," I replied as I backed up toward the stairs.
Have I mentioned that
I am a klutz? Have I mentioned that if you look up the word "clumsy"
in the dictionary, youll find my picture there? Well, I was some
upset at Sarahs apparent indifference, and not watching where
I was going, I backed right off the top step and tumbled to a heap at
What the hell was I thinking?
Why would I think that shed want breakfast with me, having Mr.
Wonderful in her kitchen? Without looking back, I ran towards my house
faster than an American with Montezumas revenge. I was confused,
oh, for the love of God, I was aroused again.
Seeing her in her bathrobe
brought back all the sensations I was trying to rid myself of this morning.
She was evil incarnate and she would be the death of me.
Of this I was sure.
As I walked into the
house, my toe caught on the threshold, sending me head first into the
I struggled to my feet
and turned to slam the front door. It wouldve been a great dramatic
ending to an awful morning if I had remembered to remove my fingers
first! No such luck.
After tending to my wound,
I sat at my kitchen table and wondered about the events of the last
12 hours. "Is this all in my head? Did I not have hot monkey sex
with Sarah last night?" I pounded my head against the table several
times, groaning loudly. I decided to go back to bed since I had the
thats what I need. Rest
" My mantra became louder with
each step I took towards my bed.
My bed. Where Id
had sex with Sarah only a few hours ago. That is if this really is
my bed. Is this really my house? Whos life is this anyway?
I mentally slapped myself, at least I thought it was mental until a
sharp pain came from my cheek.
"This is ridiculous!
Im living an episode of the fucking Twilight Zone!" I screamed
to no one. "Rod Serling, if you are under this bed,
I swear to God I wont be responsible for my actions!" I looked
under the bed, happily finding no one. I felt like pulling my hair out.
Collapsing on the bed
in frustration, I wrapped my hands behind my head and under my pillow.
Staring at the ceiling, I was reminded of how tired I truly was. I closed
my eyes and drifted off into a restless slumber.
Waking up, I rolled over
to catch a glance at my clock. It was already after 4 oclock.
Nice nap, Tara! Youve
wasted almost your entire day in bed.
My feet hit the floor
and I made my way to the bathroom. After using the facilities, I brushed
the sweaters off my teeth and washed my face. Looking into the mirror,
I realized I had to do something about Sarah.
How could she have
forgotten our night together? I know its not completely
clear in my own head, but I know it happened.
"Im just gonna
go back over there and find out what the hell is going on. That is the
only way Ill be able to let this go," I coached myself. "Yeah,
as soon as I get something to eat!"
I decided to make myself
a sandwich and attempted to relax on the couch. I watched stupid talk
shows on television while I ate, and wondered what happened to intelligent
people around the world. It seemed you could only get your story on
TV when you lived in a trailer park and slept with your relatives
had numerous children
with a daddy lottery.
Pathetic. What was worse?
I had watched it.
I am pathetic.
Getting up, I looked
out the window. I noticed that Sarahs house was dark. That meant
that I had to wait to talk to her.
"Dammit! I dont
know how much longer I can take this!"
Watching her house like
the stalker I was, I saw her car pull into her driveway. Her car went
into the garage and then I watched the door close. I tried to determine
if thirty seconds was enough time for her to get settled before I came
over and demanded an explanation. I knew I was being irrational, but
hell, this whole situation was lacking logic!
Seeing her kitchen light
go on, I ventured over to her house. My nerves had kicked in big time.
I had sweaty palms like no ones business. Rubbing my hands down
my shorts again, I rang Sarahs doorbell. Waiting for a couple
minutes, I rang it again when she didnt come to the door.
"What the hell are
you doing? I know youre home," I muttered to myself.
The gate leading to her
backyard was on the other side of the garage, so I walked towards the
fence to see if shed gone outside. I heard her moving around in
the back so I knocked on the fence.
"Sarah? Can I come
over?" I shouted over the six-foot fence.
Not hearing anything
but the blower from the hot tub, I shouted again.
"Sarah! Can you
hear me? Its Tara!"
You know, the woman
whos obsessed with you? Remember me? Im the one you got
all sweaty and naked with last night.
I couldnt stop
myself from bantering with
well myself, so I decided that desperate
situations called for desperate measures. There was no handle to the
gate (for security, of course!) so I started to climb the fence. Grabbing
onto two pickets on top of the fence, I pulled myself up while using
the wall of the garage for support. Lifting one foot onto the garage
windowsill, I managed to maneuver my other leg over the fence.
"Ow! Ow! Ow!"
I said, as my crotch rested between the two pickets I was holding. "This
is fucking ridiculous!"
My hands and arms started
to ache from holding up my body weight, and I began to fall forward.
My leg on the garage window moved forward with my body, catching the
leg of my shorts on the fence.
"Oh shit! This is
NOT gonna be pretty!"
I screamed while freefalling
to the ground, my shorts ripping entirely from hem to ass. Landing awkwardly
on my foot, my ankle turned the wrong way, sending jolts of pain
throughout my body.
"JESUS H. CHRIST!"
Sarah came bursting out
of her house when she heard me fall. Sure, she heard that!
"Tara! What happened?"
she cried, looking down at my crumpled form, and then at the fence.
"Did you climb over the fence?"
"I think the phrase
you were searching for was attempting to climb the fence,"
I said, groaning in pain. "Falling was what I actually accomplished."
"Oh my God! Here,
let me help you up." Sarah grabbed hold of my forearms and helped
me to stand on my good foot. Hobbling over to the steps of the hot tub,
I managed to sit down with Sarahs help.
"Are you okay?"
she asked with her green eyes boring into my own. My breath caught with
her being so close. Clearing my throat I managed to answer, "Yeah,
Im fine. My ankle hurts like a bitch though."
"Let me take a look
at it," she said gently, taking off my tennis shoes and socks.
"Oh, hey, it doesnt look that bad," she said, comparing
my two feet. She rotated my foot gently to show me it wasnt broken.
"I think you just landed wrong and strained it a bit."
"Thanks, doc. So,
you think Ill live?" I replied sarcastically.
be fine. You know
I was just going to take a soak, why dont
you join me? It might feel good to loosen it up in the hot water."
I know I gulped audibly.
I could feel the lump go down my throat as I swallowed. "I dont
"Here, just sit
on the edge and put your feet in." She patted the edge in question
and smiled invitingly.
"Ok, that doesnt
sound too bad, actually," I smiled in response.
get some of the salts I used last night. They are so wonderful. They
smell like jasmine and something I just cant put my finger on.
Ill be right back." She opened the backdoor leading into
her kitchen and went off to fetch the bath salts.
Ha! I was right! They
were bath salts!
Sarah came out holding
the jar in her hand and smiling. Putting it down on the edge of the
tub, she came over to help me up. She helped me to get situated on the
side of the tub then I sunk my feet into the heavenly water.
"Mmmm, this feels
great. Good idea, Sarah," I purred. My toes wiggled happily under
the water and I slowly rotated my injured foot, grimacing slightly.
Sarah opened the jar
of salts and poured a generous amount into the water. Sniffing as she
stirred the water with her arms and hands, she looked over at me. "Dont
they smell great?" she asked, continuing to lean over the side
to mix the water.
I took a deep breath
and decided that yes, they did indeed smell wonderful. Closing my eyes
briefly, I inhaled more of the scents coming from the water. When I
opened my eyes, I felt
I was aroused.
What was with my libido
and this woman?
Sarah began to churn
the water faster with her arms. She was letting the water splash all
over her chest and shoulders. Her eyes were closed as she sluiced the
water, moaning softly as she went. My legs closed involuntarily once
I heard the sounds she was making. I had to try to ward off my sexual
urges. They were out of control at this moment.
Her eyes opened and immediately
sought out my own. Once they met, I noticed hers had a decisively amorous
glint to them. I couldnt look away if I wanted to. The sexual
magnetism was too intense! In one swift motion she lifted her shirt
over her head. My eyes grew wide once I saw her breasts swaying from
side to side.
she asked saucily.
I nodded dumbly, watching
her hands move behind the tub out of my line of vision.
I had a clue of
what she was doing. My guess was confirmed when she swung her naked
body over the side of the tub and into the water. She came at me like
a predator. Stealthily, she waded through the water separating us.
Three steps and she was
in front of me. I sat muted, feeling her hands open my legs slowly,
walking in between them. She took the hem of my shorts and ripped it
wide-open, revealing even more of myself to her.
"You are such a
gorgeous creature, Tara," she whispered, tugging on the edge of
my shirt. "Take this off."
My head was spinning
from the intense desire running through me. I lifted my shirt over my
head, leaving me topless with tattered shorts. Her fingertips ran up
and down my breasts and stomach, wreaking havoc on my system. My nipples
were aching to be touched. She leaned closer and cupped my face with
her hands. Our mouths were a mere
"God, I want you,"
she pleaded before her lips crushed against my own. I responded immediately,
sending my tongue deep into her mouth. Feeling myself slide into the
water, I pulled her even closer to me. All thoughts of my ankle faded
as her naked body pressed against me.
Breaking apart, she opened
the closures of my shorts and went under water to pull them completely
off. Stepping happily out of the torn garment, I watched the water cascade
down my goddess as she stood.
smiled at her,
her hands were all over me. My body hummed with pleasure as she kneaded
the muscles of my ass.
I breathed out.
Our bodies moved together
in the water, frantically rubbing
against the other.
I straddled her leg knowing my climb would be quick. I thrusted my sex
onto her thigh and soon I was moaning her name as I crested.
Sarah wrapped her legs
around my waist and straddled my stomach, grinding against me for all
she was worth. Happily grabbing her ass with both hands, I helped her
reach that point of no return.
She rested her forehead
in the nook of my neck and shoulders, trying hard to breathe regularly
again. Lifting her head from her spot, she looked up at me with the
same fire in her eyes she had only a few moments ago.
this inside," she said, gesturing towards the house.
"Lead the way,"
I agreed, still feeling extremely light headed and excited as all hell.
Sarah slowly lifted herself
from the water and sat on the edge of the tub while I gingerly gauged
how my wounded ankle would support my weight. All I needed right now
was for it to give out, sending me face first into the water. This was
not the most opportune time to drown myself not when I was this
close to setting the world record for playing boink-ball with the bathing
beauty before me!
After convincing myself
walk, I slowly
climbed out of the tub, then extended my hand to Sarah, who took
it quite readily.
Our eyes locked
flames of passion jumped between us as she lifted
shapely legs over
the side of the tub. I looked down and watched sheets of water cascade
across her thighs to the ground below, wanting desperately to lick away
every drop of moisture with my tongue.
Time enough for that
Hand in hand, we walked
toward the house, so absorbed in each other that I didnt
see the coiled
garden hose laying a few feet away. Of course, I stepped right into
the middle of it and immediately folded at her feet.
Sarah just stood
over me; her brow creased
confusion clearly written on her face.
"What the fuck is
going on here?!"
Oh great! The boy-toy
There we were
of us soaked to the bone and naked
me lying on the ground, covered
with grass and mud, my legs all askew, exposing my treasures to the
world for all to see
Sarah leaning over me, naked breasts and
erect nipples hanging within a tongues length of my mouth
and here comes Dick Fucking Tracy asking a question that a
blind man could
"What the fuck is
going on here?!"
I couldnt believe
he was asking it again as I worked furiously to free my legs from the
green rubber snake coiled around them. Finally I freed myself of the
beast, and struggled to my feet, fighting off the searing pain that
had once again invaded my ankle.
She didnt respond
to my voice. She simply looked
back and forth
between Troy and me clearly confused.
you all right?"
at me. "Maybe
you should go home
now!" he said
angrily as he possessively
"Since when is your
name on the fucking mailbox, asshole?" I heard myself ask.
Sarah became agitated
by the angry exchange between fuck-face and myself. "Tara
its okay. Maybe you should go."
Have you ever met a person
you disliked on sight?
Have you ever met someone
with a face you wanted to punch as soon as you saw it?
Have you ever dealt with
someone who had asshole written in bold letters across their
Troy was that
and at the moment, my fist ached
to wipe the smug
look off his face.
Instead of going with
my primal urges, I chose to honor Sarahs wishes and walked away
no, make that hobbled away, gathering what remained of my clothing (and
my pride) from in and around the hot tub before heading home. I glanced
over my shoulder as I retreated and saw
Troy dragging Sarah
into the house, desperately trying to put her shorts back on.
I hobbled home as fast
as I could and rushed directly to my window overlooking Sarahs
yard. I didnt even bother changing out of the wet, tattered rags,
which by then were barely hanging from my body.
"Just what was going
on out there?" He was
shouting at her
know. I dont remember?"
me that shit! Youre practically naked
and so was she!"
help but hear them
arguing. While pacing back and forth in front of my window, I could
see them through
the patio door separating Sarahs kitchen from her yard. Dick-head
shouting loud enough
for the whole neighborhood to hear.
"Are you a carpet
How can he ask her
something like that? What an ignorant bastard! How is she supposed to
Im not a carpet munching dyke.
I prefer butch biter, bug chaser, coochie
cuddler, fist fucker," oh, and of course, lets not
forget, dildo diva. They sound so much nicer than carpet
dont cha think?"
What an asshole!
I suddenly saw
Troy charge into
the yard with Sarah right behind him. I slipped behind the curtain to
avoid being seen. Nevertheless, Sarah knew I was there, as I saw her
looking up nervously toward my window. I could see her approaching him
in an apologetic way, reaching up to touch the side of his face tenderly.
She was playing right
into his hands and I was suddenly sick to my stomach. I wanted to lean
out the window and stop the charade.
No! You cant
be with him! Youre gay. No woman could respond to another woman
as passionately as you have with me and NOT be gay!!! Dont you
see! You belong with ME not him!
Suddenly it felt as if
someone had punched me in the gut. I took a step back from the window
and looked around my empty living room. Even the moron cat was nowhere
to be seen.
losing it!" I told
myself as that
last declaration hit home. "How in hell did I manage to fall in
love? Shit! She said
even remember making love to me!"
"Troy, I am not
gay. Let me prove it."
I was drawn back to the
window by those words. Looking down into the yard, I watched as Sarah
took jerk-boys hand and led him to the hot tub. I felt the life
ebbing from me as I watched her remove his clothing piece by piece and
help him into the tub. He had the skinniest ass I had ever seen!
I wanted nothing more
than to do a swan dive right from my window into that tub and hold his
head under water until his scrawny ass stopped
an end to my misery. Instead, I stood
and watched as
a handful of bath
salts into the water. Our bath salts!
betrayed. I wanted
I heard Sarah tell him
be right back as
toward the house,
only to return ten minutes later with a bottle of wine, two glasses,
and an array of cheese and crackers which she placed on the edge of
back, arms thrown
over the sides of the tub, smiling smugly as he spared me a pathetic
glance. He knew I was watching.
Die! Die! Die!
My mind screamed over and over.
Sarah, already naked
from the waist up, slipped off her shorts and panties and slowly lowered
herself into the tub between Troys legs. My own legs became weak
as waves of disgust washed over me.
I was sure I was going
to be sick. I thought seriously about leaning out the window and letting
all over lover-boy (Take that puke head!),
but I feared I might get it all over Sarah in the process.
Cant have that!
So, I sucked it up and
and despaired over the scene playing
The caresses began. Sarahs
slender fingertips trailed across his brow and over a stubbly chin;
making their way slowly down his neck
across his shoulders
encircling his nipples before disappearing below the surface of the
water. I would have had to be raised by mid-western bible-belt church
goers not to know where her fingers were heading
and he was sitting
there, enjoying every minute of the caresses that should have been mine.
I could hold the contents
of my stomach no longer as I rushed to the bathroom, falling to my knees
just in time to deposit my offering at the porcelain altar.
Sitting back on my heels,
I tried to compose myself as I heard a loud shriek coming from Sarahs
yard. I was on my feet and at my post so fast the momentum almost sent
me flying out the window.
Expecting the worse,
and prepared to defend my ladys honor, I observed the scene below.
I couldnt believe
or my ears!
Sarah was standing in
the hot tub
Stick-boy was standing too
and Sarah was laughing
her ass off.
Unable to stop myself,
I leaned out the window and yell, "Sarah
are you all right?"
Sarah looked up at me,
the most brilliant and beautiful smile I have ever seen still on her
face, and said between gulps of laughter
My eyes fly open as I
finally saw the object of her mirth (it was so small, it was VERY hard
"Oh My Fucking God!"
was all I could say as Sarah pointed to the smallest, most shriveled
up, wrinkly penis I had ever seen
all the while, continuing to
very red with anger and embarrassment climbed out of the hot tub, collected
his clothes and stomped into the house.
Sarah looked up at me
with the same beautiful smile, and our eyes lock in mutual realization
as we heard the squeal of tires. Boy toy had left the premises.
Without breaking eye
contact, Sarah slowly lowered herself back into the tub. Extending her
right arm in my direction, she pointed, then crooked her finger at me.
"Come here, lover,"
is all I heard.
I was out the door in
a flash, taking the stairs to the first floor two at time
missing the last four steps, and falling flat on my face again
this time with my bare ass and tits flopping in the breeze.
Come hell or high water
broken bones or not, I was not going to let anything stop me from reaching
Sarah which I did in record time.
By the time I reached
the tub, I wasnt sure which was hotter the water or Sarah
but I aimed to find out. I nearly dove head first into the water, surfacing
in front of my lady and immediately claimed her mouth, thrusting my
tongue deep inside.
Now let me tell you
Im a HUGE fan of face sucking especially with someone like
Sarah. However, not wanting to pass out from lack of oxygen (and subsequently
miss out on all the fun), I forced myself to end our sensuous lip lock
and to move on to other things specifically, Sarahs neck.
She in turn responded
by savagely biting into my neck, causing me to shudder with desire.
Is this how the mysterious
hickey appeared on my neck yesterday? I wondered.
Suddenly, I recalled
Sarahs words to boy-toy when he asked her what was going on between
I dont know. I dont remember!"
Wanting Sarah more than
anything I had ever wanted in my entire life
but wanting her on
honest, sincere terms, I pushed myself back and held her an arms
"Sarah, you said
you dont remember making love to me before Troy appeared. Is that
Sarah had a confused
look on her face. Confusion mixed with passion
Damn! I wish this
could have waited until later, but
"I dont remember
telling him that," she said.
Now I was the one who
was confused. "Sarah
honey I heard you say that to
Troy. Sweetie how could you forget. The hot tub
WAIT! The bath salts!"
I quickly moved to the
side of the tub and reached over the edge for the jar of salts I knew
would be there. I picked it up and carefully read the label out loud.
"Essence of Orgy
Bath Salts. Is that someone special avoiding you? Do you
desperately want to jump their bones but they refuse to stand still?
Then this is the product for you! Drive your lover wild with desire.
Just mix one handful in a tub of water and jump right in. Guaranteed
to work with no residual memory."
I couldnt believe
what I was reading. No wonder she doesnt remember! Wonky bath
salts! They put her under a spell! Shit! Shit! Shit! And here, I thought
she loved me! Damn!
I put the jar of bath
salts aside and looked sadly at Sarah. To my surprise, she was sitting
on the other side of the tub with a big smile on her face.
"Why are you smiling?
Do you think Im some toy you can play with? I really thought when
you called me down here that you loved me
that you wanted me.
And now I find out its all a ruse
wonky bath salts
It was SOMETHING IN THE WATER that made you want to love
me. You were under a spell. I cant believe it!"
She was still smiling!
What was up with that?
I was sitting back in
the tub, as far away from her as I could get and still be in the tub
as I watched her reach over the opposite side, reaching for something
beyond my vision.
"Here. This is what
I put in the tub when Troy got in. Epsom salts
nothing magic about
them," she said, tossing the jar to me.
"Epsom salts? But
I dont understand."
you see? Last night and this morning, I put bath salts
in the water and yes I dont remember making love to you
yes, I was under a spell. But right here, right now
this is different.
The last thing I put in here was Epsom salts. Troy complained this morning
about throwing his back out, so I put Epsom salts in the water to soothe
Placing the Epsom salts
back on the ground, Sarah made her way over to me. She held my face
between her hands.
"When Troy accused
us of being together, it shocked me but at the same time, it
sent this irrepressible jolt of desire straight to my core. It scared
I tried to deny it. I thought seducing Troy would chase it
away but it didnt! Tara, I dont know what it is about
you that attracts me so, but I certainly want to find out."
"Are you sure, Sarah?"
Now make love to me
or do you need something in the water
to help you out?"
"The only thing
I need in the water is you, love
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