I had just finished my senior year of high school. Where I was a very active athlete, playing everything from football to track. I was an inside linebacker/fullback in football, a power forward on the basketball team, a outfield/clean-up hitter on our schools 12th state baseball championship, and a shot putt/discus thrower when I could be. All in all, a jock that defines the word jock.
My family had an ownership to one of those lifetime campsites going on 10 years now. Which is where I spent most of my summers, when not practicing for one sport or another. It was a fantastic campsite with outdoor/indoor swimming pools, tennis courts, basketball courts, baseball fields, game room, you name it they had it. I had met many people there that I called friends. Some girlfriends, some just for a summer and others I saw year after year. I was very well known there, as was my family.
Anyway, this summer was to be my last. For I was headed off to play football for the Ohio State Buckeyes on a full ride. So I readied myself for a great last summer. Knowing when I headed to college things would never be the same. Little did I know.
I was always found near the basketball courts or in the pools. The second day I arrived she caught my eye. I was playing basketball with some friends, when I saw her climb out of the pool. After I ran into the pole that suspends the basketball hoop. I drop out of the game, went over to the clubhouse for some ice and down by the pool to get a better look.
She was a beautifully petite blonde with a body that wouldn't quit. She had curves that made her feet even look sculpted for perfection. I was infatuated from that moment, for I was always looking for the petite women with curves like hers. Which is very hard to find, most girls that are petite are usually too thin with no butt or chest. But she was perfect, about 5' 6", 105lbs. and a full C. Which was perfect for my 6' 2", 245lb. frame. Well at least I think so. Conversation was a must and with in two hours I found myself sitting on the outdoor pool deck showing off my charm and wit to her. But to my surprise I wasn't getting much of a response back. Don't get me wrong I don't think I'm god's gift to women, far from it. I mean, I can lift 300lbs. but I didn't say I had a six pack/washboard stomach. I'm a solid mass of muscle, it is just not defined. She was nice, not rude, in fact very friendly, but I just didn't get those flirtation vibes back. Enter the man. Yes, that's what I said. He was a 19 years old foreign exchange student for Spain, who had just come to stay with her and her family for her senior year of high school. He walked up to us, SPEEDO and all, and sat down next to me. Introductions happened and Miguel jumped in for a swim. I could tell right away that it wasn't me failing miserably in my attempts, as it was this new Antonio Banderas look alike, which just moved in with her. Now, I'm not ugly. I have had many a girlfriend and they thought I was sexy, but then again I'm not Antonio. Despite her eyes watching his every move, I continued with the charm. I don't think she heard a word of what I said until he got out and sat down with us. Then I was suddenly interesting. We all became friends in the next hour of conversation and Miguel even seemed kind of nice. As I quickly learned Kate was swinging at balls with Miguel just as much as I was with her. Which left my hopes still glimmering enough to continue hanging around with them for the next few weeks. So for the next few weeks Miguel and I became buddies as I introduced him to everyone I knew. Kate was always with us and winced everytime a friend of mine hit on him. Which was often and quit fine with me. We played a lot of basketball, mainly because that was what Miguel sucked at and only made me look better to Kate when playing along side him. One day, Miguel had just dove in for a swim when Kate turned around and said,
"We're friends, right?"
I was thinking only till I get the chance to get in your pants, but I said,
"Sure."
She continued, "I have been sleeping with him in a two man tent now for two weeks and have put out every signal to get him to fuck me but nothing". " I even asked him if he was gay. He said he was bi-sexual but loves the feel of a woman. So what the hell?"
I was floored. I have never been friends with anyone like him and have never even had a bi-sexual thought. I didn't have a problem with it, I was just taken back. "Kate, I don't know.... maybe he just doesn't like your type as much as I do." I said, still trying my hardest. Which had gotten better lately as she and I started flirting more.
Miguel climbed out of the pool and walked over. "I want to skinny dip," he said sitting down on his towel, looking at me.
"I want to, too" Kate said quickly.
"We can," I said. "I have done it before with a girlfriend or two over the years. I know the lifeguard inside. All I have to do is be around when he's closing up and I can unlock one of the sliding glass doors as he locks them."
"Let's do it tonight" Miguel said.
"Yeah, but just us three, OK?" Kate said, looking directly at me as to say, keep those ho's you call friends away.
