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From behind my sunglasses, I watched Lesia's arrival at Sandy's pool party. I was mostly submerged in the cool pool water, taking things in and, as I watched her chatting with Sandy and a few other guests, I was reminded of how I'd had a crush on her four years ago when we'd been freshmen. She was tall with light brown hair that had been really long four years ago but that she currently wore very short. She also had very full lips. Although I probably didn't harbor a crush on her after freshman year, I still found her attractive so she had my full attention. Because we'd had so many classes together through high school, we'd become friends, though we didn't see each other very often outside of school. Now that we'd graduated and would be heading off to college, we'd certainly see each other even less frequently.
She set her things down near the pool and my attention was riveted when she started to remove the cover-up she was wearing. I hadn't realized just how long her legs were as they were fully revealed but when the string bikini she was sporting was exposed, I was glad to be hidden behind my sunglasses while the cool water worked like a cold shower on parts of me that suddenly were feeling additional blood flow. I thought I caught a quick smile out of her before she set her cover-up with her other things as I continued to devour her body with my eyes. When she started to walk toward me along the edge of the pool, I figured she must have just recognized who was behind the dark glasses. I figured I was still safe leering at her as she approached.
Although she looked fucking fantastic in her bikini, her body wasn't necessarily perfect and I'm sure that the years that have since passed may have affected my exact memory of it. Regardless, she had the long legs and decent sized breasts that were by no means bursting out of the top. I knew that I'd be on alert for a look at her ass, too, but I was expecting it to be quite nice, as well.
"Hi," she said as she dipped a foot into the pool, "how's the water?"
"It's really nice, once you get in," I replied, "I'd recommend some sunscreen first, though."
"Oh my God!" she said, "I completely forgot. I'll be right back."
I almost moaned out loud when she turned and I got a look at her ass. I was seriously contemplating the feasibility of a summer romance before we went off to college just to get my hands on her ass, if nothing else. It definitely didn't help when she bent over to retrieve her sunscreen or when she started to slather it on her body, especially up and down those long legs while leaning forward and allowing me a look at her cleavage. I thought it was just good luck that she had decided to face almost directly toward me as she applied her sunscreen, maybe because we'd just been talking, but I also thought that I'd done a good job of not letting her know that I was completely enthralled by her figure.
She came back over near where I was in the pool again, but with her sunscreen and a towel this time.
"I can't reach my back," she stated, "Can you help me out?"
Realizing that there were people all over the place with dry hands, I was aware that her asking me was an excellent sign. I dried my hands on her towel and she squeezed some sunscreen into them then turned and sat on the edge of the pool with her back toward me. I ogled her ass from just inches away before starting to caress her back, continuing to rub the lotion in even after it already was no longer visible. When I finally managed to quit, she turned and asked if I needed a reapplication anywhere.
"I could probably use some more on my shoulders and upper back," I replied, "and maybe I'll put a little bit more on my face."
I relished the feel of her hands on my shoulders as I took care of my face and wondered if she'd likewise relished the feel of my hands on her. When she was done, I turned to face her again and she smiled at me then leaned closer and rubbed in some sunscreen that I'd apparently done a poor job with on my face. I was acutely aware of how close we were at the moment and was fairly certain that she was, too.
"Okay, I'm coming in," she said after giving me a smile.
She didn't jump right in, but walked back around to the steps while giving me another chance to admire her figure. I don't think I did it consciously, but I was moving from the deep end toward the steps as she reached them and started to descend. Again I appreciated the dark sunglasses as her nipples suddenly announced their presence by trying to pop right through her bikini top. I was trying very hard not to picture her without her bikini as she made her way into the deeper water and I made my way into the shallower water. It definitely made a difference when she was submerged up to her neck and we started to catch up on what we'd been up to since graduation, but there was unquestionably a very palpable chemistry between us.
We hung out a lot together during the course of the party and I was pretty aware of where she was when I wasn't with her but I don't think that anyone else was really aware that something was happening between us. After the sun had gone down and we were back in the pool up to our necks once again, I took her hand under the water at one point and we shared our first kiss.
