The Girl Next Door, Chapter 5 [M/F]

"Do you think anybody can see us?" she asked, squinting and scanning the houses across the street.

"I doubt it, not tonight with how dark it is."

I couldn't believe where I was or how I got there. Tuesday when I came home from work there was a note slipped into the jamb of my front door with a simple invitation.

"hot tub in the park 2am"

I knew it had to be from Julie, and I knew she meant the community hot tub in the pool complex shared by our neighborhood. It was a nice pool and a nice hot tub, but I rarely visited there because it is generally crowded and loud, not really my scene. But the pool closed at 10.

But let me back up a moment. It had been almost a month since the night she came over to watch a movie. I wouldn't say things cooled down between us – because I'm not sure it was that kind of thing – but we didn't have any more time alone for those weeks. She still smiled and waved at me, and we had a few conversations in our front yards when we were both outside. Just small talk, school stuff, Summer stuff. She was a lot of fun to be around no matter what the setting was, it turned out.

I also saw her at a neighbor's BBQ one weekend. Everybody was drinking beer and towards the end of the night there were only a few stragglers left and Julie and I found ourselves alone around in that backyard well after dark. It was the first time she talked to me about the boys she'd been seeing. Each one was a douchebag in his own right to hear her tell it. It was during a lull in that conversation when things got quiet that she opened up to me.

"It was easier before we moved here. We had a shitty apartment but it was walking distance from the lake, and I would go out there late at night when nobody was around and just look at the stars."

"That does sound nice. You don't have something like that here?" I asked. She laughed a little.

"Actually last week I snuck out and went down to the pool after closing and sat in the spa. It's so quiet and dark and there's nobody around. It's not quite the same, there's not near as many stars… but it's nice."

"Maybe I'll try that one of these nights… it does sound kind of nice."

So when I got her note a few days later, I knew the context. She obviously didn't mind a little company in her late night adventure, but I couldn't help but wonder what kind of company. Calm down, Dean, I told myself. I figured even if nothing intimate happens, I'd still enjoy myself plenty.

That evening I wondered if I'd even be able to stay away until 2am. My workday starts fairly early in the morning so it had been some years since I've seen that hour. I didn't need to worry though, as it turns out the only difficulty I had was actually waiting for the time on the clock to finally creep towards 1:55, at which point I headed out the door in my swim trunks, flip-flops, and a towel over my shoulder.

I can't believe what this girl has me doing. I'm not the type that breaks the rules, I'm not the type to do impulsive things, I'm not the type that usually finds himself walking down the sidewalk with no shirt on at two in the morning. But everything I did with Julie was a world apart from my mundane reality. They were almost magical moments, where nothing really existed except the most beautiful girl I'd ever seen.

The night was almost pitch black because it was a new moon. There were a couple of streetlights that provided scattered pools of light, but the lights in the pool complex had all turned off. It was dark enough that I couldn't really tell if anybody-

"Dean!" came an excited whisper to my left. Julie had hidden near the club house and was coming out to meet me. She was barefoot and wearing a white string bikini. "The gate is locked, I couldn't get in! You'll have to give me a boost," she said, throwing her towel over the fence and moving over to it.

She looked like a goddess, even in the dark. My eyes drank her in while her back was turned. I still didn't know what was in Julie's mind so I figured I shouldn't be too forward. I came up behind her and picked her up by the hips, both hands taking a firm hold on each side of her butt to pluck her lightly off the ground and up plenty high enough to get over the top.

"Whoah!" she exclaimed quietly. It took her by surprise when I picked her up – I think both because of the suddenness of it and because of how easy I made it seem. She kicked herself over the top and dropped down on the other side. Then she picked up her towel and turned and ran for the hot tub, giggling as she went. I was left to get over the fence on my own.

I got over, but it wasn't pretty. It had been too long since I'd been rebellious. When I made it over to her she was standing next to the spa.

"Do you think anybody can see us?" she asked, squinting and scanning the houses across the street.

"I doubt it, not tonight with how dark it is."

I tossed my towel on a nearby lounge and stepped into the water, settling into it slowly as I got acclimated. She followed, and of course I watched as her body slipped into the water. She actually went all the way under the water, smoothing her hair back as she rose. We settled onto the benches, her sitting against the wall to my right, just out of reach.

"See, kinda nice, huh?" she asked, resting her head against the wall behind her and closing her eyes.

"Yeah, it is."

She sighed with relaxation, "It's actually been a pretty good day for me. I got a mid-term done, finally got my financial aid check in the mail, and I had an awesome dinner with friends. All I need now is a good orgasm and it would be perfect."

My eyebrows rose. Her tone of voice was matter-of-fact, her eyes were still closed and she seemed to be lost in her relaxation. But did she just tell me she wants to cum? I'd have to be an idiot to let that clue sail by.

"Well… that shouldn't be too hard, you haven't treated yourself tonight?"

She smiled, amused by the reference to our earlier encounter, "No, I should have…"

"How about a massage? I know it's not the same but that has to be part of a good day too, right?"

"A massage huh?" she said, lifting her head and looking at me with suspicion. "Okay."

I reached under the water and took her feet in my hands, placing them on my lap. She shifted her position to get comfortable, making sure I could move her however I wanted. That turned me on.

I began to massage her feet. I've never been trained in massage or anything, nor do I claim to give the best, but I'm far from the worst. I have strong hands and I know places where the body likes to be touched. She cooed and melted into the wall behind her, closing her eyes as my thumbs worked their magic on her arches. Her calves were next. I ran my hands up and down her legs, gently sometimes and with force other times, watching her reactions.

Touching her like this was something I'd thought about many times, but I'd never imagined how good her skin would feel in my hands. As I went further up her leg, past her knee and to her thigh, I rested her foot on my thigh near my hip. She flexed her toes as she moaned lightly, I could feel it on my leg.

"This almost replaces the lake as far as nice places to relax…" she sighed, eyes still closed.

"Mmmmhmm," was all I got out. My heart was beating too hard and my libido was screaming too loud for me to get words out. It was everything I could do to try to keep my cool.

My hands had found their way up her thighs, rubbing up and down and taking their time with every part of her, "Okay, turn around," I said. She took her feet out of my lap and turned her back to me, backing up a little closer to me in the process so I could reach. She leaned forward a little and pulled her long hair in front of her so I could have free access to her shoulders.

In this new position I'm sure she could hear my breathing as I massaged her shoulders, it was heavier than it should have been just sitting in a spa. She tilted her head down as I worked on her shoulders, neck, and arms. I could touch her like this all night. I started to rub between her shoulder blades and down her back, pulling the string to untie her bikini as I did. She pulled the strings from my hands and tossed the top onto the deck next to us, not moving other than that.

I massaged every inch of her back, feeling the muscles along her spine and shoulder blades loosen up under my fingers. I reached around and rubbed her stomach as well, a touch that was a more sensual than the rest. She sighed and leaned back, resting her back against me and raising her arms to entwine her hands around the back of my neck. My hands slid up and covered both of her breasts, nipples hard under my fingers.

"Mmmm massages always make me so fucking horny…" she drawled, her voice a little huskier than usual.

"Was that a good one, did I miss anything?" I asked while I rubbed her tits gently.

"Well… you didn't get quite everywhere…" she said through an exhale that I could feel with her whole body.

"Like where?" I asked innocently.

"Like deep inside. Where I need it most."

"You want me to massage there too?" I asked, one of my hands already creeping back down her body under the water. She stiffened suddenly and caught my hand in hers, stopping me.

"No," she said, and stood up. My eyes had adjusted enough that I could see her just fine standing over me topless. I had forgotten how much her tan lines turned me on until I saw them again. I was beginning to think she was putting an end to a lovely evening, but instead she reached down and pulled both strings on the side of her bikini bottoms. They fell away and floated on the pool.

She stood above me for a moment like that, completely naked, watching me look at her. She had tan lines on her hips too of course, perfectly framing the cleanly shaven area between her legs. She twisted back and forth like that for a moment, biting her lip and tucking a few loose strands of hair behind her ears. Then she straddled me and sat down on my lap, lowering her head to mine so our foreheads were touching.

"You really turn me on, Dean," she whispered heavily. I was about to say something stupid but instead I just kissed her. My lips rose to meet hers, kissing her just gently for a moment. She let out a light moan and started kissing me back, her hands coming to rest on my cheeks. My mouth moved over hers more insistently and she responded with even more hunger. Her teeth nibbled at my lower lip, he tongue met mine, my hands moved up and down her back and neck.

Without breaking the kiss she reached down between us with both hands and worked at the waist of my shorts, pulling roughly until she got them down just far enough to pull my cock out. I was as hard as I get, her hand could barely close around it for as big as it was. She kept kissing me as she guided herself on top of it and lowered herself onto me.

"Mmmmm," she moaned into my mouth, continuing the kiss as she slowly slid down the length of my cock. I remember thinking for a moment that she must have been very wet for this to be so easy, sex underwater was usually a comedy of errors because of certain lubrication issues, but that wasn't the case here. I slid easily into her tight little body.

She took it all and pressed herself against my hips to take even more, holding herself there for a moment. Then she broke the kiss, but left her forehead against mine as she slowly started to move her hips.

"Now you're getting the spot…" she said, closing her eyes and folding her hands behind my neck as she moved. My hands moved all over her body as she started to fuck me more insistently. I was briefly aware of the tiny waves we were making lapping against the side of the spa, but my attention was quickly pulled back.

I put my hands over her ass, pulling her tighter into me in time with her motions. Right away she started to make more noise, her pleasure building into a crescendo and her hips moving with more urgency. I could feel her breath on my face as she sucked in lungfuls over and over, and then her body tensed up. I could feel her cumming. Her pussy tightened and squeezed in ways my cock had never felt before, stealing my breath away. She came and came, wanting to shout but holding it in to not alert anybody. Slowly her body relaxed, but her hips kept moving. Her eyes opened sleepily and looked into mine. She rose to sit up straight allowing me to watch her whole body as she continued to fuck me.

"Don't cum inside me," was all she said. So the rest was just for me. She expertly moved her body on mine, one hand on my shoulder and the other on the deck next to me for support. It didn't take long for me… the way she felt and the way she looked and the whole scenario in general was more than I could take for long. She saw in my eyes that I was close and she rose up just enough to get off me and sink to her knees between my legs. Her hand moved to my cock under the water and started stroking it as I immediately started to cum. Her head was all that was above water, those mischievous eyes watching my reactions with a smile.

We sat in the hot tub for a while more, both relaxing against different walls.

"Definitely better than the lake…" she said quietly to the sky.

When we finally got out of the spa to head home, she had no trouble jumping the fence on her own. I realized that had to be the case if she'd already been here before I came with her. All of the little games she plays with me… I don't ever want her to stop.

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