Afternoon in the Pool-4

He must have mistaken the sudden rigidness of my body for resistance as he immediately started to pull his arm away.

“Sorry, I didn’t think you would mind.” he said. I immediately grabbed his hand and pulled it back around my waist.

“Oh Fuck! I don’t mind.” I spluttered. I immediately bit my tongue and thought, “That was a fucking sophisticated thing to say.”

But I was in heaven. As I put his hand back on me, I left my hand on top of his and he slowly spread his fingers so that my fingers intertwined with his under the water. He pulled me closer and I let my head rest on his shoulder. God! I wanted to spend the rest of my life just sitting there like that.

We both looked back towards Bobbie and Brett. The hand he had been using to fondle her breast was now under the water, his arm between their bodies as he pressed up close to her. We could see his arm moving around between them, as if he were fumbling around for something.

“What are those two playing at?” I whispered to John.

“Can’t you guess?” he replied.