She woke that day feeling much like an excited school girl with a new outfit to wear. The morning crept by as she anxiously awaited her pool cleaning appointment.
She put the baby down for a nap, freshened up her perfume and makeup, and sat on the edge of her bed, waiting quietly in her cool, dark bedroom.
A few minutes after his scheduled time, she heard the gate to the side yard swing open. Her heart raced. She felt dirty and pathetic for being excited to see an 18 year old pool boy.
But she was excited nonetheless.
Moments drug by and then he emerged from the wisteria covered gate, a test kit in one hand and a duffel bag in the other. He immediately glanced up at her bedroom doors.
He’s looking for you, she told herself, her thighs tingling with horny anticipation.
She glanced at herself in her vanity mirror and again felt sheepish and silly. What does a young, sexy man want with a thirty something mom with no life?