he was a guy i’d met a couple of years prior, and also my ex boyfriend. we had decided to become friends with benefits of sorts over the summer, and this ensued in many a drunken, high adventure through our pathetic suburbia.
after stopping at the only open store; a run down 7’11 with a crusty naked mole rat resembling cashier, we biked over to the pool. upon arriving we hopped the fence and walked into the empty pool. we sat down at the deepest point of the pool (around 12ft) and ate our gummy worms and slurpees that we had just bought prior.
on our way out of the pool, we started making out. stumbling, high, slipping our tongues into each other’s mouths and grabbing every part of each other bodies. i felt myself begin to be pushed against the rough wall of the pool as he and i continued to passionately kiss. he groped my ass roughly as i played with his curls a bit, letting my hand rest on the nape of his neck.