After I graduated High School in the spring of 1989 I didn't have much to do until college started in the fall. I had all summer to lounge around. I never dreamed that it was going to turn out to be the hottest summer of my life!
It all started when my mom left for six weeks to some kind of training for her work. She was in New York, and my dad was working all the time like usual. That left me on my own to enjoy being 18 and free from school. Well, I was at least free for the summer and I had hopes it would be the best summer ever.
The biggest part of my plan was to work on my tan, and lounge around next door. You see my dad's brother; Uncle John lived next door to us. He was a lifelong bachelor who had lots of money, and a nice big swimming pool. I'd always liked John; he was more fun than my dad. Because Dad was the serious one, and John was all about having a good time.
No one ever mentioned where John got his money from. He sort of came and went with no real regular work hours. A few years later he went to prison for selling drugs. He didn't use them, just sold them...anyway that's another story I'm not going to get into right now.
John was gone a lot that first week of my summer, but sometimes he'd show up in the afternoon when I was in his pool. He'd told me to use it anytime I wanted and I used it every day, unless it rained.
One afternoon he came running out of the back sliding door in his suit. I was in the deep end cooling off and here he came yelling, "Can Opener!" and landed right next to me with a huge splash that almost drowned me!
For a man of thirty eight he acted like a kid most of the times, and had a nice body for being old. He spent a lot of the time lifting weights in his basement. Uncle John even had this huge work out room with all kinds of machines, and a hot tub. Like I said he had money to burn, even though I didn't know where it was coming from at that time.
"Sorry, did I get you wet?" He asked me, and was laughing when he surfaced.
I was drenched, my once dry hair hanging down like a drowned rat.
"What do you think?" I yelled at him and splashed him even though he was already wet.
"You'll get over it girl!" He laughed, and swam a few laps from end to end as easy as a fish would have.
I got out of the pool and sat on the edge watching him.
After a few laps Uncle John swam up to me, and his eyes were roving back and forth from my boobs to my crotch.
"I keep thinking one of these days when I get home you'll have some boy in here," John remarked looking around like one was hiding in the pool shed, "Surely you have a boyfriend?"
"Not at the moment," I told him, "We sort of broke up right before I graduated."
"How come?" John asked, and pulled himself up out of the water to sit on the edge in the sun with me.
"I guess I lost interest in him," I told him watching the water as I paddled my feet back and forth in it, "Besides we are going to different colleges this fall."
"Yeah, I can see where that might be a problem," John laughed, "A hot girl like you will be tempted by those college studs sooner or later."
One thing about John was that he always said what he felt. It didn't matter if it was appropriate or not. He just let fly with his mouth even if it embarrassed everyone around. But that was Uncle John, and I had grown up around him. I'd gotten used to it, but he'd never actually put me in his crazy conversations before that day.
I laughed at him, "I'm not that hot, I'm sure there are a lot of better looking girls than me."
"Are you kidding!" John exclaimed, "One look at you and the guys will be lining up to get in your panties!"
"Jeeze John," I told him, "That's too much information...besides like I said, I'm just average."
John got up, "Stand up and let me be the judge of that."
"For real?" I started laughing.
"Come on it's not going to hurt," He said, "I'll give you a single guys appraisal, I know my women!"
I got up laughing and feeling like a steak on display as I stood there and he walked around behind me.
"Okay, let's see...I'd say your about 5' 5"."
"Five foot six." I told him.
John kept circling me slowly as I kept laughing, "One hundred pounds give or take five."
"110, you haven't got one right yet!"
"Mmmmm, nice boobs...I'm guessing 34B or C"
"JOHN!"
"Am I right or wrong?"
"34C," I told him, "That's the first thing you've gotten right."
"I know my boobs." John said seriously, and I felt a flush on my face as he stared at them, "I can't decide if you have big dark nipples or perky pink ones."
"That's getting too personal!" I told him, "I'm not telling you that!"
John laughed out loud, "Guys at college are going to ask you worse things than that!"
He circled behind me, "Nice little round butt, sexy legs, and guys go crazy for blondes."
I picked up my towel, "Are you done inspecting me yet?" I told him, wanting to change the conversation from where it was headed.
"One last question," He said, looking at me and rubbing his chin with one hand like he was deciding, as his eyes roved over me.
"You have a tiny waist, flat tummy, and narrow hips. I bet you have a nice tight pussy between your legs, do you shave it or let it grow?"
"OH MY GOD!" I yelled, and tried to hit him with the wet towel, but he was too quick and dove in the pool laughing all the way.
He came up spitting water out of his mouth he was laughing so hard.
"I'm not telling you that!" I yelled at him, and looked for something to throw.
"You don't have to," He yelled back, "Pull those bottoms down and I'll look for myself!"
I found an empty coke can and threw it at his head, "You'll never know!"
He ducked under the water before it hit him. He came back up, "Sorry Mia, I was just messing with you!"
I had to forgive him because it was just like John to say something totally inappropriate, "Don't talk like that anymore JOHN!"
"Okay, I promise." John replied, and then crawled up out of the pool dripping wet, "I need to get changed for an appointment."
"Where are you going?" I asked, as he toweled off.
