“Oh, come on!” he shouted, reluctantly leaving the comforts of his man-cave as the doorbell squealed once again. Dan was in the mood to send whoever was at the door packing.
Probably some Jehovah witness offering to save me from a life of sin, he thought before opening the door. Dan was startled to see standing before him the young, beautiful girl his son, DJ, was dating.
“Natalie,” Dan said surprised. “What are you doing here?”
Natalie stood at his doorstep with a big smile. “Hi, Mr. Kinkade, is DJ in?”
“I’m afraid he’s not. He went with his mom for the day, to visit his grandparents,” Dan explained to her.
“Oh, that’s right. I totally forgot that he told me about that,” Natalie said with a pouty frown. “I was hoping that I could hang out in the pool to cool off.”
Dan noticed that she wore a white cotton sundress. Peeking out for under the straps of the dress were bright pink strings that tied around the back of her neck. Dan could only image the matching bikini bottoms that were also underneath the dress.
Clearing his throat, Dan replied, “I don’t see why you can’t. You know your way around back to the pool. Help yourself.” Dan stepped aside to gesture for her to enter his house. Natalie had already visited several times during the summer to use the pool. Usually she was accompanied by DJ and other friends for a swim as a reprieve from the hot summer heat.
“Thanks, Mr. Kinkade,” Natalie said with a big smile as she walked through the house to the backyard pool.
Dan returned to the den to catch up on the game, but found his thoughts wandering since answering the door. His son had been dating Natalie for over a year now and he had watched her blossom before his eyes. If he had not known, he would have thought that Natalie was twenty or twenty-one. In fact, she just turned seventeen only three months ago, making her just five months younger than his own son. That alone should have been enough to stop his thoughts. Instead all he could think about was her. He remembered how surprised he was when he first met Natalie. Not surprised that his son was dating a young, beautiful African American classmate; he did raise his son to be open minded and lived in a culturally diverse community. The big surprise was his own reaction to his son’s girlfriend.
On more than a few occasions when Natalie came over to study with his son, Dan found himself admiring the young teen. At first it was innocent, his notice that she had a cute smile and beautiful lips, to swelling thoughts of Dan thinking about how sweet they might taste. He couldn't help thinking how fast she was growing into a woman. She dressed like a typical teenager, but because she was more developed, it came off as sexy and flirtatious. He secretly envied his son for having such a hot girlfriend.
It was only a few weeks ago, DJ’s mom found a package of condoms in their son’s room. Joan insisted on having ‘the talk’ with DJ, whereas Dan’s approach was, at least he was being safe. His own sex life with Joan was drying up quicker than a California river. He was lucky if he got a lackluster blow job once a month; actual sex was an even rarer occasion. The thought that his son was getting more action than him was heartbreaking, especially since Dan didn’t consider himself old and over the hill just yet. At forty-four years of age, he felt healthy and strong; his sex drive and stamina for sex was higher than it was when he was in his twenties and thirties.
Trying his best to empty his brain of all the lascivious thoughts about Natalie, Dan went into the kitchen to get another cold beer. He had just popped the tab and took a long swig when he caught a glance out the back window overlooking the pool.
Natalie was laying on the floating inflatable raft, drifting lazily in the middle of the pool, occasionally swishing her hand back and forth in the water. He immediately noticed the tiny two piece pink and white polka dot bikini she was wearing, confirming his imagination was accurate. For a girl of seventeen, Natalie had the body some grown women spent top dollar to regain: small, perky breasts, a slim waist, and curves in all the right places. Her brown sun-kissed skin shone in the sunlight like a chocolate candy bar, sweet and tempting.
Dan knew he shouldn’t ogle Natalie, but he couldn’t help himself. He also knew the minute she left and he was home alone again, he would jerk off thinking of her nubile Nubian body. It wasn’t the first time he had done so, either. Over the past couple months, he'd increased the amount of time in the shower, using the only time he had alone to stroke his cock as he thought of Natalie. It was a sad situation to be in, but the only relief he would receive because Joan always pushed him away at night when he got frisky.
Dan was just about to turn away when Natalie looked up, directly at him in the window. She smiled and waved at him from the pool. He blushed like a teenager himself, feeling like he got caught with his hand in the cookie jar. She had seen him staring at her.
Well, this is awkward, he thought. He could pretend he didn’t see her or he could acknowledge her. He chose that latter, to wave back. Natalie gestured for him to come out and join her.
Scolding himself to play it cool, Dan carried a can of coke out to the pool, trying to seem casual and nonchalant. “I thought you might want a cold drink,” he said.
“Yes, that sounds awesome. Thanks, Mr. Kinkade,” Natalie said as she swam over to the edge of the pool.
“You can call me Dan, you know,” he said handing over the can. As he did so, he noticed that her fingers brushed against his in the faintest caress, a touch just a second too longer than it should have been. Or maybe I just imagined that, he thought.
Natalie smiled. “You should stay, Dan. Join me,” she suggested with a big smile on her face.
Dan hesitated, thinking how it would look to his neighbors: him, swimming alone with his son’s beautiful girlfriend. Luckily, the wood picket fence surrounding his property provided ample privacy and security. He wouldn’t have any unwanted scrutiny of his actions, so he tossed caution to the wind. “Sure, I would love a dip. I’ll just change into my trunks.”
Dan went inside to change and returned wearing short blue swim trunks. “How’s the water?” he asked.
“Nice,” Natalie smiled, admiring Dan’s well-toned abs. For an older man, Dan had kept good care of himself. “I mean, it’s a bit cool at first, but warms up nicely once you’re in for a while.”
Dan slipped into the water. “Ah, yes, it is a bit cool but a nice reprieve from the heat.” Dan smiled back.
Natalie swam closer. “Must be nice to have the house all to yourself, huh? So, what have you been up to all day, Dan?” She said his name in a sing-song tone.
“Yeah, it’s nice to have some alone time. Just me and a case of beer, watching sports.”
“Am I distracting you from your man-cave time?” Natalie teased.
Honestly, you have no idea how much, Dan wanted to say.
“Um, it’s okay. The Cubs will lose anyway, and I’ve actually been thinking about taking a swim today.”
“Lucky I came by when I did, huh?” Natalie said with a mischievous smile.
Is it just me, or is this young girl flirting with me? Dan thought.
He had to distance himself from her, the pull to flirt back was too tempting. He swam further away. “So, um, how’s your summer going so far? Looking forward to your senior year?”
“Summer’s going great. My mom has me looking at college applications already. I’m thinking of Northwestern,” Natalie said as she slowly drifted closer to Dan. “Didn’t you go to Northwestern?”
“Yeah, I did. Many, many years ago.” Dan noticed she kept shortening the distance between them.
“Maybe you can share your experiences there with me someday,” Natalie said, swimming right in front of him.
“Yeah, maybe,” Dan said.
Natalie was close enough he could see her small perky nipple, erect and straining against her bikini top. He jumped out of the pool suddenly.
“You know, I think I’ll get back to that game I was watching.”
“Aw, I was enjoying your company, Dan,” Natalie said, following him out of the pool and grabbing a towel.
Dan's eyes immediately went to her body as the water dripped from her curves before she wrapped the towel around her waist like a sarong. He dug in deeper for fortitude to fight off his growing erection.
“Well, maybe you shouldn’t,” Dan said as he grabbed another towel to dry himself, starting at his broad chest. He paused when he saw Natalie staring wide eyed at him, then he noticed that her eyes were focused below his waist. He looked down at himself and saw that his wet trunks clung to him, visibly outlining his thick penis underneath. Despite swimming around in the cool water, Dan didn’t suffer the effects of shrinkage.
Natalie looked away in a show of embarrassment. “I wasn’t looking, I promise.”
Dan smiled. “It’s okay, you can look. Looking never hurt.”
Natalie grinned. “Like when you look at me, huh?”
Dan flinched. “I don’t… ”
“Yes, you do, don't lie. I saw you standing at the window before you came out, and I’ve seen the way you look at me other times,” Natalie said, then grinned. “It’s okay. I don’t think you’re a creeper or old perv or anything. Actually, I think you’re kind of cute, you know, for an older guy.”
Dan chuckled. “Gee, thanks, I guess that’s a compliment.”
“Yes, it is a compliment.” Natalie smiled.
“So, you looked and you like what you saw?” Dan asked, curious. “You’ve seen a penis before.”
Natalie played naive, shaking her head.
“Really? We’d found a box of condoms in DJ’s room. I know that you’ve seen a penis before,” Dan rephrased.
“We’ve never used them -- I mean, we plan to, but we haven’t had sex, yet. Actually, I’m still a virgin. So is DJ,” Natalie admitted.
Dan was actually surprised by her admission. Her words should have been a big warning flag for him, but instead his curiosity got the best of him. “You are?”
“Why do you sound surprised? You thought your son was dating a slut, or something?”
“No, um, I just thought you two were, you know… ”
“Fucking?” Natalie said with a teasing smile.
“Yeah, that,” Dan said.
Natalie shrugged her brown shoulders. “I don’t know. I mean, we’ve fooled around, but we’ve never done it .”
Dan took a step forward.