She smiled and started to walk away, with my eyes following every small sway of that tight little ass as she went.
Chapter 9
Christina
Anna was out doing something with her mom the next afternoon, but Tyler’s offer to use that glassed-in pool was too good to pass up.
I wore my bikini under a skirt and tank top as I made my way up the driveway and around to the back of the house. And I was just coming around the corner when I could hear him swearing.
I froze, and for a brief, hot second, I had a flashback to hearing him swear like that before, that time when I’d walked in on him. Slowly, I peaked around the corner, and I actually felt disappointed when I realized he was fully clothed. He swore once more into the phone in his hand before he dropped it onto the patio table, shaking his head.
"Is everything OK, Mr. Weaver?" I said, stepping through the door to the pool area.
He looked up, as if startled to see me. His gorgeous blue eyes instantly went to the bare expanse of thigh on display for him beneath my small little skirt, and I could see him struggling as he practically physically dragged them back up to my eyes. "Oh- yeah, yeah honey everything's fine. Just- you know, just fuckin’ divorce shit."
He'd never actually sworn around me, and I grinned as he realized what he'd said. "Sorry" he smirked, raising his eyebrows. “Potty mouth.”
I giggled, “Oh that's okay, Mr. Weaver, I don't mind swearing." I grinned at him. "I am an adult you know.”
“Yeah I noticed.” He said it gruffly. I could see his eyes flash for a moment with something before he quickly coughed and looked away. “Uh, yeah, so, pool is all yours.”
I bit my lip, feeling my pulse jump from what he’d just said. “You…do you want to join?”
I could see that same flash in his eyes that I could only describe as hungry, and it made my whole body shiver as I felt it pierce right into me.
“No, thanks. I gotta get some work done.” He cleared his throat quickly as he dragged his eyes back to mine. “But you go enjoy.”
I could see his jaw tighten again as his eyes dipped across my body before he flashed me a grin and headed inside.
God was I wet.And it was just from that look too. That piercing, smoldering grin of his that had my pussy buzzing and my nipples hardening under my bikini.
I swam quickly to cool off, doing laps back and forth across the pool until I felt my arms and legs screaming at the exertion. I climbed out and sank into one of the pool chairs, feeling my pulse thumping quickly in my ears and my breathing heavy as I panted from the swim as I closed my eyes and let the sun slide over me.
*****
I didn’t remember falling asleep, but it was dark when I suddenly awoke with a gasp to a hand on my arm.
“Mr. Weaver!” I sat up quickly, looking around in confusion at the dark sky and the glow of the string lights out by the pool. “Oh my God, what time is it?”
He chuckled. “Late. Sorry I let you snooze out here so long but I managed to do the same thing on the couch inside.”
“Holy shit, my parents are probably freaking ou-”
“I called them and let them know you and Anna were over here.”
I grinned. “Than-”
Me AND Anna?
I bit my lip as I glanced up at him. “Anna?”
Something seemed to flash in his face as he quickly swallow. “Oh, right.” He grinned and shrugged. “Habit I supposed. Guess I’m just used to the two of you being over here for a swim.”
I wanted to read more into it, even though I knew how ridiculous that was. I wanted to think about Mr. Weaver making it up that Anna was over in order to ease any suspicions my parents might have about me being over there so late alone with him.
But that was silly.
"Listen, I'm- do you want a ride home? I'm going out for a drive anyways, and I'd be happy to drop you off."