Growing up I had a ton of friends but only one best friend. We were close. Eventually we got maybe a little too close.
My best friend Matt was just a few months younger than me, and lived not far from my house. So, I pretty much lived at his house most weekends and summers. His dad Mr. Paul was a bit of a drinker. He was loud and kind of cartoonish in a way, but we all liked him. His mother Karen was the opposite. Quiet and intelligent, classy to say the least. She wore thick glasses with retro frames, (before they were popular) she wore her hair down mostly. Her hair was long hair with slight curls, her bangs pinned back but never really wore makeup. She was short, probably around 5'1". Yup, she he was your average mom alright, around 115lbs eatly to mid 50s.
She worked and was a home maker so she couldn't keep up with her hair dye and the once dirty blonde would occasionally have streaks of grey. She had smile wrinkles around her mouth and that small fold between her eyes when she removed her glasses and had to squint. She was in pretty decent shape considering i never knew her to work out. Her breasts appeared perky for their size at about a C cup and her tummy was flat with a small waste. Her butt was average but tight, as it still had a shape and did not just run into her back or thighs. She was the authority in Matt's house too. She was the top earner since Mr Paul worked Construction so he was constantly being laid off for long periods. Ms. Karen however worked long hours at her job and had been in her position for over 20 years. She wasn't mean but when she did speak you naturally would listen.
Matt and I would take turns spending the night at the others house. My mother did not particularly like my friend Matt so eventually it was easier to just stay at his house instead of pleading our case for a night at mine. We would stay outside late while at his house though so I preferred it anyways. His parents were always less likely to set a curfew for us so we'd ride our bikes or hang on friends' porches until their moms kicked us out. We'd play capture the flag or box free as long as we had others to join. As we got older, we'd sneak to neighborhood girls houses pretending we had a clue, and would attempt to lure them out to hang with us. Summers we'd found sneaking into pools was a good way to cool off and a victimless crime if you didn't make too much noise.
Kind of where our story begins. One early June summer night it was hotter than the rest. We had been in a heat wave with no relief even at night. It was a Friday night and I was geared up to stay the weekend at Matt's house. I skipped even going home after school that day, even at 18 and in my senior year I typically still checked in before heading out. But today it was just too hot to travel again after I would have gotten home. I figured I could have my mom bring me some clothes later or just borrow some of his as we were basically brothers and around the same sizes. We were both 18 finally, similar builds, about 180lbs, 5'8-5'9 I was slightly taller than him but not by much. He had dark brown hair and a natural tan, I was dirty blonde and had to work on my tan to achieve it.
It was about 7pm and we were sitting on his porch, basically melting.
"Matt, man. It's too hot to be out here" I complained.
"Scott... Dude! I know! But my parents asked us to stay outside a while tonight. I think my mom's mad at my dad or something. I'm not sure but when she gets like this she needs a few hours to cool off or she's just a pain in the ass" He said with very little actual concern for their situation. There wasn't really any reason to have concern though. His parents were great together and had been married too long to break-up.
"Well we got to find something to do or somewhere to go" I continued to whine.
"Want to walk to the mall?" He suggested.
"Nah, too hot. We'd be soaked by the time we walked all the way down there. What about Ambers?" I asked. Amber was the girl who lived behind Matt. Right across the ally in fact. She was a year younger than us and has been in LOVE with Matt since her family moved in when she was just in kindergarten. He however, did not feel the same towards her, so naturally I gave him a hard time about it.
I never really understood why though. She had developed early and was definitely cute. We were horny guys and she was a willing participant so it never made sense that he'd never made a move just to do it. I on the other hand constantly tried, but was rejected because of her hapless devotion to Matt.
Whatever it was he was going to need to get over it with her tonight. It was 105 degrees and she usually invited us right into her house with her glorious AC running overtime.
"Absolutely, not." He had rejected my suggestion immediately.
"Matt, let's just go hang out with her. We can figure out the next move from the comfort of her living room, where we won't be sweating so bad. Besides she loves you and it's Friday night ha-ha" I joked as I pushed his shoulder.
"Fine." Matt said clearly not happy to have to give in.
We walked around the block to the front of her house. To our surprise when we arrived, we found Amber sitting with her friend Sara outside on her porch.
"What's up?" I said eagerly, forgetting we were only there for the AC.
"Nothing. What are you guys up to?" Amber asked.
"Hey, Sara." I said while tapping her leg to make sure she noticed me "Not much Amber, just bored and it's hot as hell out here."
"Yea, I know! Our AC broke too!" Amber sadly said as she looked at her feet.
"Hey Scott, what are you up to?" Sara jumped in with a flirty tone.
Sara had never been flirty with me. In fact, not sure we ever really spoke. She was pretty though and I immediately started thinking about the potential. Sara had enormous breasts. I mean so big you could forget she was even able to speak. She was only 5 ft tall but all boobs D cups or even bigger I'd thought.
"We were coming to see you two" I attempted to flirt back. "We were going to see if you two wanted to come pool hop with us?"
Matt fired a look my way of complete disgust.
He did not want them tagging along but he was going to play cool. I hoped.
"Who's pool?" Amber asked.
"No idea. It's too hot to go hunting for a pool and it's still too early for people to be asleep" Matt tried ending this discussion before it began.
"No way! We can go to Miss Beverly's pool" I quickly responded.
Miss Beverly was a, 70-year-old women who lived on the corner house and had a pool she never used. She was cool with us using it all we had to do was ask so i knew whether she was awake or not right now we were swimming.
"Miss Bev! I forgot she had a pool!" Amber said excited.
"Yep!" I said smirking at Matt. "Let's go!" I said turning to walk away.
"Wait, we need suits." Sara stopped the group.
"We can swim in our clothes or underwear." Amber said silencing her friend.
Matt was quiet. He knew if we were all in our underwear in a pool, he'd have a hard time fighting Amber off.
We giggled and joked as we walked across the alley towards Miss Beverly's.
"Should we knock?" Sara asked.
"It doesn't look like she's even home." Amber said.
Miss Beverly was old but not dead. She was attractive for 70 and that wasn't just the teenager in me speaking. In fact she had a younger boyfriend in his 40s and spent a lot of time with him. They were likely out tonight which meant her pool was ours!
"Fuck it, let's just go swimming!" I announced.
I tore off my shirt and started to climb the stairs to the pool deck.
Everyone followed but you could tell there was nervousness and excitement in each of us. We stopped at the top and paused briefly.
"Who first?" I asked.
No one volunteered. We all smiled and looked around for someone to take control.
Finally, of all people Matt said something "I'll go!"
