Chapter 2: Skinny-dipping With Nathan’s Mom

It was the end of July and the weather was hot and muggy. It didn’t really matter as their house was well air-conditioned and indeed, they kept it on the cool side if anything. I’m sure Nathan didn’t mind the way my nipples reacted when I was there as it was like being in a refrigerator and they would pole through my thin tops like they were made of saran wrap. Had I been a more suspicious person, I might have accused Nathan of deliberately turning the thermostat down before I arrived!

After our lesson, we went to the kitchen to get a glass of water when his mother popped in. She must have been working out as she was flushed and sweaty with her hair pulled back. She was wearing a sports bra, some tight bicycle shorts, and sneakers with low-cut athletic socks. Julie was also carrying a towel which she was using to wipe the seat off of her face and arms. God, she looked incredible for a woman her age!

“Um Nathan, did you forget about something?” she said, pointing to the clock on the wall.

Indeed, Nathan must have because his mouth dropped open and he mumbled something like “crap” under his breath.

“Well, just don’t stand there with your mouth open like some fish out of water,” she admonished him, “Get going before they fire you on your first day!”

Nathan quickly said goodbye and hustled out to his car and quickly drove off.

“He’s supposed to be starting his new job today,” Julie explained, obviously seeing the curiosity in my face, “just a bag boy at Giant Eagle but he needs SOME responsibilities.”

“That’s good of you to push him like that,” I said, trying to act mature, “Too many kids think everything should just be handed to them on a silver platter.”

Julie dropped the towel to the floor as she reached for her purse on the counter. She opened up her wallet and took out the cash for my lesson.

“Here you go, I can’t tell you how pleased Nathan’s dad and I have been with the progress he’s made.”

“Really, he’s a smart kid, no problem at all,” I assured her, taking the money and stuffing it in my jean pocket.

“Sorry I’m such a wreck,” Julie apologized, shaking her head as she looked down at herself, “Seems to take more and more to keep myself in shape these days, not that YOU would know anything about that.”

I couldn’t help but blush a little and she laughed at my being discomfort.

“Hey, don’t be embarrassed, I would give anything to be your age again and have a body like that without even thinking twice about it.”

Now I DID feel embarrassed. She reached down to grab her towel and I couldn’t help but notice what an incredible ass she had. The bicycle shorts hugged her like they were painted on and there didn’t look to be an ounce of cellulite anywhere. The way she took her time it was almost like she WANTED me to look at it.

“Hey, I’m going to jump in the pool to cool off, want to join me?” she offered.

“Maybe next time,” I replied, “I didn’t bring a suit with me.”

Julie just shrugged her shoulders. “Hey, it’s just us girls, who needs a suit?”

She said it in such an off-hand manner that it seemed like a natural response and not some sort of sexual overture. In any case, she was right, why worry about one if it was just the two of us? It’s not like my bikini hid all that much to start with even when I DID wear it. I shrugged and smiled, silently accepting her offer.