In the last week, Kelly and I had been living in a state of bliss but also in a complete bubble. Our contact with the outside world was very minimal as we were staying home due to the pandemic. Brock was struggling to find a safe way to get home but he indeed was trying to get home. Every time he texted her or called her while we were together (which was basically every moment of the day since day three) she handled it so well. She talked to him kindly while keeping it very simple, she let me hear their calls to show her allegiance to me moving forward and she always asked me how I felt after they spoke. It was strange seeing Kelly be so sweet and sensitive, thoughtful and loving. It kind of scared me because after a week I found myself developing feelings for her and I still wasn’t sure what I wanted. Yeah, she was fucking smoking hot and was turning out to be a very cool chick. But am I the guy who takes his best friends girlfriend when he’s away on business? Am I that I guy? A fun fling was enough for me to feel guilty about but an actual relationship was hard for me to consider. I felt so shitty about it. But I was catching feelings for Kelly. That I could not deny.
“It’s been a full seven days of shelter in place,” Kelly announced to me as she was cutting a variety of vegetables at the kitchen counter. I was laying on the couch, reading Reddit on my phone, enjoying the last few days of she and I being alone in the apartment together. “That calls for a celebration. I think we should get dressed up tonight and have a nice dinner on the patio.” I sat up and looked at her—she was smiling from ear to ear and so I smiled back. “Lets do it,” I said. “I really do want to have a nice dinner with you and it’s kind of perfect doing it here since we wouldn’t be able to go out anyway, you know?” her brow furrowed for a moment and then she said, “and I know this seems really sudden but I promise you Matt, I am breaking up with Brock when he gets home. And I don’t expect us to just get married but I want to talk about things. I want to know, you know, if you want to keep seeing me.” She continued chopping vegetables without looking up. It was a ballsy and vulnerable thing she just said and I wanted to say “YES let’s date! Let’s fuck! Let’s continue this ride!” but my guilt for stealing Brock’s girl was too great. It was really starting to eat at me.
We retreated to our individual rooms later that afternoon, well she went to Brock’s room and I went to mine. I showered, shaved, put on a pair of nice jeans and a button up collared shirt. I tucked my phone into my back pocket and waited for her on the patio, sipping on a craft beer and looking out over the sparkling and vacant swimming pool in our complex. I heard the slider pull open and I turned around, my hand extended to give her a beer too. I’d never seen Kelly look bad but tonight she looked exceptionally fucking hot. She was wearing a skin tight black mini dress, bandage style, with a low v-neck and a short hemline. The dress was so tight that I could see she wasn’t wearing panties or a bra. She was barefoot and her hair was down, still damp from the shower, falling in loose long waves around her face. She wasn’t wearing any make up but just chapstick. She looked like a fucking supermodel and she wanted to fuck me. She had the look in her eye. “Kelly you look amazing,” I finally uttered after staring at her for a moment. “Let’s eat,” she said, and we went inside and plated up our dinner in silence. The air was charged with sexual and emotional tension. I wanted to grab her and fuck the shit out of her but I knew there was far more happening right now. She may have felt it before me but I was really feeling it now.
We sat down outside at the small two-person table and began eating. She smiled at me over the candlelight, her face illuminated so perfectly that she looked like a painting. We finished our food without much talk and managed to get through a couple of drinks, too. When our meal came to a close she leaned back in her seat and outstretched her legs, putting them in my lap under the table. She started to gently rub my cock through my jeans with her feet. “I want to talk,” she said, sounding a little buzzed at this point, “but I don’t want to kill the vibe. I want to enjoy the night with you because I think it could be one of our last.” She looked out over the pool and looked back at me. “Wanna go swimming?” she smirked. The pool closed once shelter in place took effect. The apartments we lived in were upscale and honestly more like condominiums than apartments. They were in an established area of town and most of the people that lived in our complex were older. Brock had found the place with the help of Kelly’s boss—he specifically chose a place where there wouldn’t be a lot of young people. He was very particular about his sleep since he got up so early, so a place with mostly older folks was perfect to him and I never cared either way. I figured no one would see us if we waited a bit longer and the risk of getting the cops called on us and maybe getting a slap on the wrist was definitely worth having Kelly’s body in a pool at night. “Fuck yes,” I said, smiling. “Should we wait a bit? Until it’s darker?” she asked. I looked at my watch. It would be pretty dark within another hour. I said yes and we decided to smoke some pot before our night swim.
We listened to music and made out for a while before deciding it was time to swim. Kelly disappeared into Brock’s room for a couple of minutes and then reemerged, a beach towel wrapped tightly around her torso. I was wearing my swim trunks with a towel draped over one shoulder, leaving my glasses and my shirt in my room. “I love your body,” she said, dragging her hand down my chest and letting her fingertips graze my stomach. I was lean but solid with some visible abs in the making. Kelly was used to being with muscle-head Brock and I was more of a strong and lean guy. She said being with me felt better and I had more stamina. Poor Brock.
When we got down to the pool, Kelly dropped her towel. “I don’t have a suit here,” she said, “so I have to skinny dip.” The lights in the pool illuminated the evening air around us and the water reflecting onto Kelly’s naked body made me get hard. We jumped in and once we both surfaced, things got serious. I don’t know if it was the pot or the pool or the beautiful girl I had been engulfed in the last few days but I had the strongest urge to fuck her in that public pool. I swam over to her and pinned her up against the cement wall of the pool, in the corner of the deep end. I put my hand behind her head and pulled her into to a deep, long kiss. At one point I didn’t even know if I was breathing but I couldn’t stop kissing her. One of her arms was wrapped around my neck, keeping herself suspended with her legs around my waist. Her other hand was down the front of my swim trunks, slowly jerking off my now rock-hard dick. Her naked tits were pressed against my bare chest and every few seconds she would loosen her lips from our kiss to let out a low “mm” noise, as if to say her fondling my cock was turning her on and she wanted more. I reached down and pulled my trunks down and my cock sprang out of my waistband and Kelly immediately grabbed it. We were still kissing and moaning, the sound of our saliva blending in with the sound of the water lapping the edges of the pool around us. She put the tip of my member to her pussy lips and I drove it in, pushing her ass up against the wall of the pool.
I broke our kiss so that I could kiss down her neck as I thrusted my cock into her, tasting her sweet skin as I fucked her. She tightened the grip of her legs around my waist, pulling me so deep into her that she gasped for air. “Hold it there,” she whispered, while I was in her the deepest. She arched her back and let her head rest on the edge of the pool for a moment before saying “now fuck me baby, as hard as you possibly can and tell me when you’re going to come.” Jesus have you ever heard a sentence so beautiful? My cock felt like it was made of metal I was so hard. I pumped into her while using my thumb to strum her bead, feeling her body writhe to my touch turned me on so much. Her tits jiggled in the water as I fucked her and when I got close, I told her. She disappeared under the surface and I felt her mouth take in my cock underwater. She drug her tongue on the underside of my penis and launched me into a powerful orgasm. I came into her mouth underwater for what felt like an eternity. When she came back up she was smiling. “Okay,” she said, “that was fun!” I tucked my dick back into my swim trunks and looked down around us in the water. “I feel like I should try and scoop it out,” I said, looking for my cum in the water. She leaned in and kissed me then patted her stomach underwater and said, “it’s in here baby.” Oh fuck. Was that a turn on or what! I told her I needed to go down on her that exact moment, so we got out of the pool and ran up to the apartment where I laid her down on her towel on the floor as soon as we shut the front door.
I buried my face into her sweet cunt, lapping at her wet hole the way she lapped up my cum in the pool. I drug my tongue up and down her cunt and clit, holding her hips in place while I went to town on her. She pulled her knees to her chest and held her legs open with her hands which was extremely fucking hot. As I felt her tense up underneath me I knew she was getting close to coming so I slipped two fingers inside of her gap and gently began sucking her clit while I finger fucked her. “Oh baby,” she moaned, pushing her hips down into my hand, “it feels so good baby,” she moaned. I picked up my pace, sucking and releasing her clit gently while the fingering intensified. Without any warning she began orgasming, liquid gushing from her cunt onto the towel, gush after gush of clear fluid. I lifted my mouth from her and watched her chest, heaving wildly on the floor as she came, her hands now covering her eyes as she moaned indistinguishable words. After she was done coming I used the bottom part of the towel and wiped her up and laid down next to her. She rolled over and threw one leg over me and kissed me on the cheek.
“I have never squirted before,” she said, still trying to catch her breath. “I hope it wasn’t the last time either,” she said, reaching down and resting her hand on my cock.
I hoped it wasn’t the last time either.
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Amazing!! Just amazing
The best! Keep the series Going please!!!