Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 35207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35207 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 176(@200wpm)___ 141(@250wpm)___ 117(@300wpm)
I can’t get Summer’s comment out of my head. Her words replay themselves as if they’re on an endless loop so that even while Colby is splashing enough water out of the pool to flood the entire basement, her “fine the way he is” is all I can think about. Neither the kid nor Summer have swimsuits, and nothing I have fits the munchkin so he’s swimming in some Iron Man underoos while Summer dangles her bare legs in the water. It’s a good thing the kid is here or I’d have dragged her into the pool, pretty dress and all.
I should’ve made her wear the maid’s uniform because when she makes her own clothing decisions, it’s always something revealing—either tight as fuck yoga pants or those filmy dresses that cling to her curves.
I had to move Colby to the waist-high water so no one could see my erection. Swim trunks aren’t great for hiding hard-ons and the heated pool is causing zero shrinkage. If anything, the warm water pulsing around my dick is giving me all kinds of filthy ideas. There are jets in the other end. I could hold her right in front of them and let the pulsing stream batter her cunt while I fuck her tight anus.
“Ouch!” Colby yells. “You’re holding me too tight.”
I look down to see my hand wrapped around the boy’s upper arm. Shit. What kind of degenerate am I for thinking about pounding this kid’s sister in the ass while trying to teach the kid how to swim?
I grab the floating noodle and hand it over. “Use this and kick your feet around.” I move away to give Colby room and find myself by Summer, making sure my damaged side is away from her view. She might say I look fine, but there’s no need to push my luck. Extended viewing of my scars always made my mother upset.
“Do you know how to swim?” I ask, wondering if I could survive a lesson with her. Probably not. The moment I saw her in a swimsuit would be the end of it. Her hot little body encased in Lycra with the tips of her nipples turning into needle points begging for a mouth to suck on them? I’d have to lay her out on the tile and fuck her about fifty times before we could get into the pool. My cock twitches in excitement, and I have to fight the urge to reach down and take hold of myself. Wonder what it would feel like to have her watch me as I jacked off? Would it turn her on? Watching her finger herself would make me so hard my dick would probably break off when I touched it. The image itself makes me lightheaded. She could lean back right here at the edge of the pool, push her skirt up to her waist and expose what I know is a pretty pink pussy.
“You okay, Kale?”
“Huh?”
“You made a sound just then. Like you were in pain,” she says.
I laugh humorlessly. “Yeah. I am in pain. Watch your kid while I do some laps, will you?”
I push away from the edge and dive under the water, hoping to drown my fantasies and my stupid foolish thoughts. This woman isn’t for me, and the sooner I understand that, the happier my existence will be.
16
Summer
I shouldn't be doing this. I tell myself that as I slip from my wing of the house heading toward the kitchen. Swimming knocked Colby out. His head barely hit the bed and he was out like a light. Out with a giant smile on his face. One that Kale helped put there.
I haven't seen him have this much fun in a long time. Kale is good for him. He gives him something I can’t. It’s been a long time since he’s had a male figure in his life. While Kale might have mood swings when it comes to me, with Colby he’s nothing but kind. I need to make sure I don’t mess this up for him either.
The hard part is that my attraction to and curiosity about Kale only grew tonight. Knowing that he cared enough to bring Colby to the diner so he wouldn’t be alone warmed my heart. Then to see that he was jealous that I was with Colten did something else altogether to me. Not to mention when the man put on swim trunks to teach Colby how to swim.
All of those things had to have meant he has some sort of pull to me too. Does he feel it? Does it matter? I let out a long sigh. I shouldn't act on it. It will end badly, and Colby and I will be out on our asses. It would add to the list of disappointments that Colby has had in his life, and I can’t let that happen.