My parents are throwing a party because I'm finally home after a four year hitch in the Marines. Old friends, neighbors, all people I had known for a long time. I really didn't want a party but it makes my parents happy and I have to admit, it's good to catch up with everyone. I'm working my way through the rooms, talking with everyone, when I spot a beauty. She was about the best looking girl I'd ever seen. Tall, maybe 5'10" or so. Slim but with all the right curves. Gorgeous butt, shapely legs, boobs that weren't huge but fit with her body. Sort of a shaggy haircut over a face that's almost beautiful but really is more girl-next-door cute. I must know her since she's here but I don't recognize her so I make my way over near her.
"Hi," I say.
She gives me a big, beautiful smile, reaches out and touches my arm, "Hi, Jack, welcome home. Are you here to stay?"
"I think so. I need to go back to school for a couple years, finish my degree, but I'll probably be around from now on."
She rubs my arm a little like she enjoys it and nods her head slightly towards some people, "Mom and Dad were so happy when they learned you had made it back safely. Hope you'll spend some time at the pool."
I followed her look and it finally hit me. Melanie! Those are her parents so this has to be Melanie, our neighbor. "I'm sure I will. I've sure spent lots of time at your pool, Melanie."
My parents bought this house before I was born. This neighborhood has huge lots. Our large back yard was mostly a tennis court. A paved court, not clay, with baskets at each end so with the net down it could also be a basketball court. I have two older brothers and we spent lots of time on that court. Our neighbors, whose back yard meets ours, have a pool in their similarly large back yard. Their three children spent hours and hours on our court and we spent hours and hours at their pool. We were almost one big family with one huge backyard to share. And this gorgeous creature is Melanie, their youngest daughter. Skinny Melanie, three years younger than me isn't so skinny any more.
"You've really changed, Melanie," I tell her, "You were a skinny kid the last I remember and now you're absolutely gorgeous."
She rubs my arm a little more, moves even closer and puts her hand on my chest. It's as if she's making a move on me but I'm not sure how to react to a neighbor I've known since she was born. "Thanks, Jack, that's nice of you. I think the Marines built you up some, you're looking very buff." I was ready to lean down and kiss her, I bet those long legs could wrap around me for a really great fuck. But I can't. What's wrong with me, getting aroused like this. I've been away from civilization too long, I think. Fortunately, another neighborhood couple came up and start talking to both of us and eventually I tell Melanie that I'd probably see her by her pool some time and we both go our separate ways.
The next day, midmorning, I put on my old bathing suit, grab a large beach towel and head off through our tennis court to the neighbor's yard and pool. I'm vaguely aware that maybe no one will be there. The father has a business and I remember that the mother has started an art shop, almost as a hobby, and the two oldest kids are married and live elsewhere. But I'll enjoy a few hours relaxing in the sun and perhaps get a little exercise doing laps in the pool. And maybe Melanie lives there now and maybe she's home. I never asked or found out whether she's working somewhere or what she's doing.
She's home. I was there about twenty minutes, took a quick dip and then laid out my towel and lay down on my back to get some sun when I heard a voice say, "Hi, Jack, I'm glad you came over." I sit up slightly and see her, even more gorgeous than at the party. She has on one of those short little beach jackets that barely covers her ass and accentuates her long, long, shapely legs. She comes over to where I'm laying and spreads out her towel right next to me. She's standing almost on top of me and as I look up, I'm sure I can see her bare pussy. Really bare, just a puffy slit with no hair.
"I don't want to embarrass you," she says, "but I've been trying to tan without lines for the last couple weeks since I've been home from school. So I've been laying out here nude." With that she shucks the short little jacket and she's showing off her unbelievably sexy bare body to me. I just goggle at her, stupefied, for a moment. I've never seen anything more desirable in my life. My old bathing suit is probably stretched to the limit by my erection.
On the one hand I want to pounce on her and fuck her for hours. I also want to start licking and fingering that delicious looking bare pussy. And I want to just wrap my arms around her and hold that lovely body tightly against me. I want to get up and run. This is Melanie, I can't rape her and I sure can't stay here and ignore her nude body. I sit up slightly. "Melanie, I'll go back home, I don't want to ruin your plans." I start scrunching my legs together to rise up.
That sexy naked body jumps on me. She straddles me and sits on me. Her bare pussy right on top of my erection. "No," she says, "don't go, I figured I would talk you into taking off your bathing suit and getting naked, too." I'm looking right at her breasts, which are larger than I thought when I first saw her yesterday. Lovely, full breasts. Not porno DDs but lovely. Her nipples are maybe two feet from my mouth. I hold myself almost sitting up with one arm and use my free hand to hold one of her breasts. I lift it slightly as I lean forward some more and lick around the nipple and then suck on the nipple. I can hear her moan and she caresses the hair on my head, wiggles her bottom to feel my erection against her. She pulls back from me, slides her whole body back so she's sitting on my legs. "I hope than means I can take your suit off," she says as she grabs my waist band.
