"I don't want a corpse in my pool!" she exclaimed, making it painfully obvious of her discontent of the man.
"Ok, ok. I am sorry. You obviously didn't realise I was still here." After a small pause his tone lowered like he was talking to himself, not realising he was speaking aloud. "...obviously." She was about to ask what he meant but she was stopped by the movement by her leg. His whole body seemed to tense and his grip on the wall tightened next to her, as he obviously prayed she didn't feel that. A moment of panic crossed her as she wondered what it was that was pressed up against her bum cheek, but she felt an exhilaration as she realised what it was. Her head was still turned from him which was good, as she bit her lip and closed her eyes. She opened them again as she darted her eyes about trying to find out what the hell was going on. She glanced up to the house to see the spot she had been stood in when she was in her room. She closed her eyes again in a painful embarrassment, but then at realising what it had done to him she decided she would take advantage and have a little fun.
Lorna threw her head forward into her arms on the wall with a sigh. This movement pushed her bum out which pressed into his now rock-like hard on. He inhaled sharply as he bit his lip, trying to hold it in. she simply turned her head with an innocent look on her face. "Pardon, did you say something?" He held his breath as he shook his head. He was still buried into her skin as she looked straight at him. Surely she must have noticed? After a few moments she decided she wanted a drink. She pushed back which pressed her right into him and he seemed reluctant to let go of the wall to let her free. When he did she went to the ladders taking time to pull up her bikini bottoms - builders bum isn't the most attractive thing in the world. She dripped off into the house and picked up a glass from the side. She looked out of the window to see him splashing the cold water over his face and shaking his head violently. She poured herself some orange juice and placed the carton back in the fridge. Then unrepentantly collapsed into her arms on the side.
"What the fuck are you doing Lorna?!" she thought to herself, surprised she had said it out loud. Sure, he was very attractive she thought, but she can't stand the guy. He is normally a pain in the arse. Not today though, today he almost seemed....nice. She looked out to him again to see him swimming another length of the pool. His upper body sent a shiver down her spine that ended in her wet bikini bottoms. She had to tighten her abs to gain some control over herself.
She took a deep breath and stood tall, walking with long smooth strides with her long smooth legs. She closed the door behind her as she stepped out into the cold and took a long sip before approaching the edge of the pool.
"Drink?" She leaned down to him offering the glass, making sure he got a good eyeful of what her top held. He looked up drinking in the sight but also trying to figure her out.
"Sure, thanks." He took the glass slowly and drank down the whole thing in almost one mouthful. He passed it back and she walked to the door, opening it and leaning round without stepping in the house, and closed the door. He just had to ask.
"Why you being so nice to me all of a sudden?"
She smirked with one side of her mouth. "You scared the hell out of me! Besides I always take care of my guests."
She took a step a little too close to the edge and he swooped up and grabbed her legs, pulling her in the water, only just avoiding scrapping her whole back off against the wall. She popped back up out of the water with a gasp. It was still freezing, more so now, and normally she would have been so angry. Yet something overcome her and she actually laughed. She splashed him with the icy water to which he attacked back. His arms were much stronger than hers and so splashed her so much she had to retreat back to the wall. He followed and when she had nowhere else to go she just held her arms up to stop some of the water. When he got closer still she put her hands on his shoulders to stop him. They were laughing as he pushed forward, not even sure what he was going to do if she gave up and let go of his arms.
The water was slippy for her toes to stay on the ground so the only thing holding her up was his arms pushing her onto the wall. She put her feet against the wall behind her to give her something to push with, and was succeeding until her hands slipped off his shoulders, propelling her into him. Luckily she missed his head and so didn't knock him out, but he too fell forward and the two were now in each others arms. Her heart stopped for a moment when she realised what they had done, and decided the best course of action was to laugh it off and play innocent. So instead of screaming 'oh my god' and pushing him away like a dog she put her hands on his shoulders and pushed back, looking at him and smiling a laugh. Because of the water however this action did push her hips forward, and with her parted legs, she somehow became wrapped around his waist. She could see in his face that he hadn't expected it either as his smile slowly escaped his face and a slow gasp escaped him. She could feel the material of his swimming shorts around the thin hem of her bikini bottoms as they slipped a little to the side, and the stirring again that she had felt earlier, but this time she knew exactly what it was and why straight away. He put his hands on her shoulders to pull her off of him but she hesitated. His thumbs rubbed the goosebumps on her arms for a moment and that shiver went down her spine again. It forced her legs to tighten which pushed herself onto him more, forcing him into a full on hard on.
They looked at each other for no more than a second before they knew what was going to happen. She flung her arms around his neck as his hands slid onto her sides pulling her in close as they dove into each others mouths. Their tongues manically attacking each other as they fought to get closer. He stepped forward and forced her against the wall, pressing into her hard with pleasurable ache. She pulled her legs tighter around him, squeezing the life out of him. Her hands reaching down his back following that line she had longed to find the end. It lead her to the band of his shorts where she followed it over the material at first, squeezing his bum cheeks with frustrated passion. His hands went up to brush her hair back out of her face, and being wet it stayed leaving his hand free to follow her neck down to her shoulders and up again, holding her chin to let him in deeper to her mouth.
She pulled back from his grasp with the top half of her body, to which his face looked hurt. His features all begged her to come back, to forget that he had been a jerk for so long. As he released his grip on her sides to let her escape she leaned back in, leaving him completely confused. Her soft lips caressed his neck forcing him to gasp and return his hands to her hips. He pulled her into him letting her know he wanted more and she dragged her lips and her teeth down his collarbone, down to his chest. She couldn't reach much further because of how they were joined and she didn't want to pull apart. When she pulled away and looked at him again he forced her back against the wall, hurting her slightly making her grit her teeth together and then diving into him more. His hands now slipped down the back of her bum, squeezing and dragging his fingertips down her skin. He slid back up and hooked his fingers under the material, re-enacting the action but this time sliding off the material. It stayed beneath her bum but without parting she couldn't remove them.
Cheekily she pulled the side ropes which made the material float around as it was still trapped between their bodies. She pushed her hand down the back of his shorts, pulling them down as she did so, but only so far so when she removed her hand they twanged back into place, forcing another gasp of pleasure from him. His mouth opened as he did so, and his bottom lip quaked before he bit it and looked at her. His eyes were determined now he had reached that point of no return. Again his tongue reached for hers, finding it and revelling in its taste. The lights made them jump as they all flickered on from the kitchen and the bright pool lamps that were set on a timer and surrounded the pool, putting them completely on show. Lorna cursed as she tied her ropes and jumped out of the pool, leaving him leaning on the wall. Alone with his thoughts he knew that she didn't like him, and how something like a power cut can make people act in strange ways. If the lights hadn't come on then who knows, but now maybe she remembered who he was. He closed his eyes tightly in frustration and rubbed his forehead with his fingertips. The water was heating quickly into non-ice temperatures which was quite thankfully a god send, but he had hoped to warm up in another way. He heard her open the kitchen door and walk in, after which he expected a slam, but instead he got darkness.
She reached round and flicked off the power to the pool lights. The street lights didn't reach the back garden because there was nothing there but a shelter of trees and a field. Thank god however the heaters had come on because she didn't fancy her chances of coming back in without hyperthermia. She looked out of the window to see a confused looking man lit only by the light from the kitchen, and smiled. She jogged to the kitchen door and flicked off the light, realising how dark it had actually got. She walked dangerously slowly towards him, he looked confused but pleased. He reached up his strong arms and placed his hands on her thighs, holding tight and lifting her into the pool gently. She hadn't expected such strength and her face showed it, while he just smiled. He shook his head a little as he tried to find words.
