The next couple of days passed uneventfully for Madison. She successfully avoided Mr. Sanchez, not realizing that he was away for the days that she thought she had avoided him. During these days, her life settled a bit into working and staying home.
On this early afternoon, Olivia had been full of energy and Madison decided to yield to her requests and take her down to the pool. Having gotten Olivia into her swimsuit first, the little girl was very excited to get downstairs. Madison changed into her bikini for the first time since Brad left her. He had encouraged the shy blonde to wear a revealing bikini that he picked out of a Victoria Secret catalog. She looked stunning but was always self-conscious about wearing it, but it was the only swimsuit she owned.
She slipped on the bottom which fit perfectly. It was a dark blue with a cloth triangle in front that was connected to the cloth in the rear by several little metal chains, which exposed her skin beneath. Brad had encouraged her to buy the top in a C-cup despite her being a D-cup. She remembered that when she put it on. The two push-up triangles in the front were tied by two very thin strings at her neck and behind her back. As she adjusted the thin triangles over her nipples, she remembered how revealing the top was. It seemed as if acres of flesh were revealed. If Olivia was not so insistent, Madison would not have gone downstairs dressed like this.
She stood in front of the bathroom mirror adjusting the top. Her breasts, large since she was 15, seemed even larger now. She then realized something that had been true about her since she became sexually active and begun taking birth control pills again. It seemed that when she was sexually active that her hormones caused her breasts to get fuller somehow. She had always found that strange, but she knew that the three times in the week or so that she had had sex had probably caused her breasts to get larger. It crossed her mind that the sexual nature of the bar she worked at and her occasionally getting turned on by what she saw, may have contributed as well. Nonetheless, her bikini top looked nearly two sizes too small!
She put on a sheer top that went just to her hips, quickly grabbed some towels and out they ran.
*****
The sun felt good on Madison's skin. Olivia played in the kiddie pool as Madison reclined on a chaise lounge behind her big sunglasses watching her daughter. Having taken off the thin shirt, she was only in her bikini and she felt completely relaxed in the warm sunlight. It was a glorious day.
Madison would never dream of dozing while her child played near the pool, but she was certainly very, very relaxed. The pool was deserted on this hot day but for them. The hour that they had been at the pool had given her time to think about her situation.
She thought about the strange turn her life had taken as she watched her daughter play. Olivia was the most important thing in her life, and she wouldn't let Brad take her away! But she couldn't let her own life slip out of control like it was, either! As she thought, she got a sense of being watched. She looked around but didn't see anyone.
She thought that she must just be nervous. She shifted slightly on the chaise. As she did, she looked up to the apartment window overlooking the pool. Mr. Sanchez' wife was in the window but did not appear to be looking at Madison. Madison felt a cold shiver as she tried to watch the ugly woman without turning her head towards her.
Madison's eyes followed where the woman seemed to be staring. As she looked towards the end of the pool area, behind a shrub, she saw Sanchez' son, who was a yardman staring at Madison, oblivious to his mother's gaze. Madison didn't want to panic but the man seemed to be touching his crotch as he watched Madison!
Her skin crawled. She had seen him often. He was a seemingly harmless man in his early 20s who was overweight and dim-witted. Like his father, he lacked basic hygiene. But as she watched him, she could see some rapid movement in his right shoulder that could only signify him masturbating behind the shrub.
This was appalling. She wanted to scream at him but knew better than to do so. Madison, as calmly as she could, stood and gathered her things and walked towards Olivia, who happened to be in the young man's direction. She tried to stay calm but the man was burning holes in her, watching her approach. Her long shapely legs were completely naked with only the small triangle of cloth covering her pussy.
"Come-on, honey, let's go!" she said sweetly to her child.
Olivia reached up to her mother.
Madison bent to pick her up. Her tits were nearly falling out of her bikini top. She lifted Olivia and turned to walk away. As she held Olivia, she bent at the knees to pick up her shirt and towels. She knew the man was staring at her tight ass and legs as she began to walk. It ran through her head that her hips seemed to be swaying provocatively as she walked. Would he think that she was a prick-tease? Madison tried not to wiggle her ass as she moved, but walking quickly required it.
She heard a grunt from the man behind her! Was he close to cumming?
Madison covered Olivia's ears and quickly walked away!
*****
The exhausted little girl had fallen to sleep on her bed as soon as they got back into the apartment. Madison was still a bit frazzled from the strange encounter with Mr. Sanchez's son but she had calmed down somewhat since getting to the apartment. She poured herself a glass of pinot noir to calm herself.
She was about to go to her bedroom to change out of her bikini when there was a knock on the door.
Madison feared that it was the Sanchez's son from the pool. She walked to the door and looked out the peephole. There was no way she was opening the door for him!
Nearly as bad, it was Sanchez himself. She was shocked to see him even though it had only been about a week.
"Open the door, girlie," he said with his thick Spanish accent. "I seen you go in."
Madison hesitated but he banged louder on the door.
"Okay, okay!" she said and unlocked the door and pulled the chain off. She cracked the door and would have been hit by it opening if she had not moved quickly.
Sanchez strutted in like a rooster. He looked at Madison up and down like he owned her and whistled low. He was pretty filthy. Wearing old overalls with an old wife-beaters t-shirt beneath, he had been working hard all day long.
Madison felt a great sense of dread come over her. She wished that she had had time to change out of her swimsuit, but she had barely had enough time to put Olivia down for her nap.
She wasn't ready for what happened next, though. A couple of seconds after Sanchez walked in, his son walked in looking very embarrassed and ashamed. Madison had never been this close to the young man and she was surprised at how much bigger he was close up. He was probably only 5'10" or so but he was very wide. His body was overly chunky but not obese. His face was oval and dark with a wispy mustache that was not visible from afar. His lips were thick and moist.
Madison looked at him with barely concealed contempt. He's a mouth breather, she thought.
He had on a baseball cap with the bill turned to a side and wore the long jean shorts that were typical for young gang-bangers. The shorts were well below his waist and his gut didn't roll over them but was certainly on the verge of doing so.
The young blonde's attention was drawn to his feet. He was wearing sneakers but they were enormous! Strangely wide and long, they looked like they belonged on a man a foot taller than him.
Mr. Sanchez saw Madison staring and laughed. "Size twenty," he said as if to answer her question. Madison's eyes were large.
"I was looking for heem when you was leaving the pool," Sanchez explained. "He was supposed to be working! Instead, I find heem masturbating behind the bushes!"
"Oh!" Madison was shocked at Mr. Sanchez saying this. "There's ... there's no need for him to apologize," she said, anticipating what was about to happen and anxious for them to leave.
"I want heem to be a man. Not a ..." Sanchez couldn't find the word in English. "He nineteen years and don't have no girlfriend."
"Pappa!" the young man said in embarrassment.
"I tell heem, 'no, no!'"
