I stepped into the cool, forgiving water of my in-ground pool. My lack of sex from my recent breakup with my boyfriend had me in an almost constant state of horniness, so obviously the "water" was the force gently pulling down my bikini straps, revealing my perky B-Cups with rock-hard nipples. I was just pulling down my thong when a knock on the door jerked me back to reality.
"Stef? Anyone home?" A male voice called.
Damn, I thought, reluctantly covering my tits back up, I can't get privacy in my own home! I quickly put on a terry cloth robe and ran upstairs. It was my longtime childhood friend, Mason.
"Mason, hey!" I said, with a warm but slightly forced smile and a flip of my platinum blonde hair. "What brings you here?"
Mason smiled a glimmering white smile. "Nothing, just to see my best friend AND swim in her nifty little pool!" With that, he ripped off his t-shirt. My pussy tingled at the sight of him; broad, muscular shoulders, leading down to a defined 8-pack and a small stream of hair leading down to his covered crotch.
"You have the same idea as me, I was just about to go down there myself! Come join me!" I giggled nervously, shedding the terry cloth robe.
Years of being a personal trainer had earned me a juicy ass and a tight, toned body. Mason seemed to be thinking the same thing, as I could feel his eyes ripping off my scarcely decent bathing suit and fucking me right then and there. When we got down the stairs, I could already see his erection poking against the almost see-through material of his swim trunks. He caught me staring and nervously ran his fingers through his curly brown hair.
"So…" he stammered as I bent down to get a towel from the caddy, wiggling my ass a tiny bit for his pleasure. I stepped into the pool.
"So, how are you and Caroline?"
Caroline was his ex-girlfriend. She was cute in an innocent way, with bright green eyes and chocolate-brown hair. Naturally, I hated her. "Ahmm…we broke up about two days ago."
My heart sank and rose at the same time. I was happy that he was now available, but hated myself for taking pleasure in his pain. "Why? You don't have to tell me, I'm just curious. Don't wanna be nosy!"
Mason shrugged. "Naw, it's okay. I've known you forever, I can trust you with anything. She was cheating on me with Josh Thompson."
Josh Thompson. "HE WAS MY BOYFRIEND!!! How long were they going out?"
Mason sighed. "About 4 months."
I was instantly steaming mad. "That bastard! We were going out for 4 months!"
Mason took a deep breath. "I think that because both of us are single…Maybe we should start something."
I waded over to him slowly. Lining our heads up close, lips barely touching, I whispered, "Maybe we should."
With that, we began kissing. We started slow and passionate, but after a while, our tongues were intertwining between our lips, our hands groping all over each other's bodies.