Author's Note:
A stroll down Daydream Avenue, this short chapter isn't so much what's currently happening in the real world of A Lifetime Kink. It's fuelled by events portrayed to date, and otherwise I chose to add it as an insight into the obsessive mind of Lee's mother. The choice of direction alone is my reason for changing the narrative style, which is exclusive to this installment.
1
I know how he sees me. I know the way he looks at me and I've seen that look in many a man's eyes before. The both of us under the hot shower, even though I'm technically clothed, I'm aware of his stealing glances.
Every moment not talking feels like something needs to be said. There's a knot in my stomach probably no smaller than the lump in his throat. The lump that seems to be obstructing the words he really wants to say.
I think about how he sees me. I try to see myself from his eyes and I know that he loves what he sees, and not just the mother in me. He's watching the hot water cascading down my body, not just the way those clear rivulets rush down every inch of bare flesh, but also how it makes the material of my swimming costume wet and shiny over my impressionable tits.
He's close enough that I can't miss his frequent glances, no matter how he disguises them, and if only his eyes felt like hands on me, wherever they would roam. They might as well be. They're all over me!
2
We return to the lockers to fetch our bags, and then without thinking I lead him to a vacant cubicle. I walk in first and mark my side of the bench, dropping my bag and turning to face him. Lee is staring right at me, and yes, that look is unmistakable.
My flesh is cooling now. The beads of water from the shower losing their heat and chilling me, that only makes me aware of the perceived heat of his penetrating eyes, and the stirring warmth I feel down below.
And I haven't thought this through, or have I? I didn't consider having to peel out of my wet costume right in front of him, but I'm not telling him to look away. Instead, my body dripping down onto the tiles as I stand there before him, I stare back deep into those warming eyes.
Without hesitating I reach up to one shoulder and slide down the stretchy strap, feeling the material resist and almost snap itself out of my grasp. Then I slide off the other one, still staring back at him. Again, that tug of resistance, and I almost lose control and end up baring myself to him all too soon.
Swiftly I cover myself with my hand and forearm, feeling the costume sliding wetly over my hardened nipples, and even beneath the piercing din of splashing water and echoing voices, the silence between us grows and grows like a balloon.
Part of me wants to just bare myself to him and let him feast his eyes. 'Here goes,' I think to myself, and I dare not even swallow the saliva gathering in my mouth beneath the raw power of his gaze. It has to be me in control right now, not him, as I blur the line between innocence and provocation.
So, my breasts barely covered by one arm, I proceed to tug down my swimsuit, peeling the wet stretchy material down to the waist, and now I am half naked before him, my eyes penetrating his in kind.
The urge to smile, like electricity trapped inside a glass plasma ball, radiates through all of me, and it's almost unbearable. I pause, refusing to strip any further, and my action seems to telegraph over to Lee, whose thumbs are hitched into his dripping trunks.
I'm certain he's getting hard again. Hard for me!
We're standing there before each other like a literal wet dream, and whereas I was only really daring myself, now the dare seems to have communicated across to him. I'm dying to look down, and so is he. It's written all over his face.
Of course he could see enough, even though he stared right back at her, his thumbs hitched into his trunks. Now it seemed to have become a dare. Who would look down first? Stevie bet that if she did, she would see him getting hard again...
'You're staring again,' I say, as I feel my nerve slipping away. Soon enough he'll be running this show and there's no knowing what direction it'll go in then.
