Chapter 1

I love to watch the snow fall. I was standing in the den of my parent's house looking out the bay window. The trees in the back yard are bare and I can see all the way down the lane we live on. A pretty scene right out of a picture, Houses on 2 acre lots, snow covered roofs with smoke rising from several chimneys. Our house sits at the head of the lane and higher then the rest so it is easy to see all the houses especially at this time of year. I can feel a smile creep over my face seeing the covered pool of the Adamson's; it is two houses down from ours. That pool brings back a flood of good memories.

Soft arms wrap around my waist and a slim supple body is pressed up against my back. I love the feel of this woman against me. Soft lips kiss my shoulder and I can feel the heat of them through my shirt. Her musical voice always sends a thrill through me, even when she is mad at me.

"I have to go babe I promised Mrs. Jackson I would baby-sit so they could go out for their anniversary, but they promised they would be back by 11:00. So you better wait up for me cause I am sure I will need warming up when I get back." Another soft kiss on my shoulder.

I turned and took her in my arms and kissed those luscious lips gently. "Be careful baby, the roads are getting slick and don't worry I will be more then ready to warm that pretty body up."

Another quick peck on the lips that lingered a little longer then she picked up her car keys and with a grin and a wave she headed out the door. I turned back to the window where I could watch her get in her car and leave, once again my gaze was drawn back to that pool and another grin came over me. That pool was a major player in my getting my first taste of pussy, literally. I guess I should tell you a little bit about myself before I start reminiscing.

My name is Greg Barton; I am 20 years old and live just north of Knoxville Tennessee. It is a small community of suburban subdivisions. My dad is 40 and he has several house framing crews working for him. He keeps busy for most of the time, a little slow at this time of the year but makes a very good living. Not a millionaire or anything but comfortable. My mom is 37 and she works for a real estate company, she doesn't have to work but she enjoys it. The area we live in is I guess what you would call an upper middle class subdivision. Professional people mostly along with a few that own their own business like my dad.

I am 5'10" tall, have light brown wavy hair (I get that from my mother), not well built but not skinny either, sort of wiry I guess people call it. Anyway that's enough about me. After Christmas Dad and Mom went on vacation to the Bahamas and I still have a week before I have to go back to school. I go to Vanderbilt University in Nashville. Yeah I know why didn't I go to the University of Tennessee right here in my home town. Well Vanderbilt had more to offer, I am taking an engineering degree and they have the better classes. So I have the house to myself for a week, okay not to myself thank goodness, I am looking forward to the warm up session to come.

Anyhow back to the pool, I guess it all started several years ago. I worked during the summer for my dad to make some money. My dad believes a man should earn his way, from the time I was 8 or 9 I had chores to do around the house and I would get an allowance. Now most kids got an allowance and didn't really have to do anything but not me. I learned rather quickly that it was much less painful for me to do my chores and get the reward then not do them and get the punishment. One of my chores from the time I was about 13 was cleaning our pool. Ours is an in ground pool and to tell you the truth I sure didn't mind cleaning it on those hot summer days. So by the time I was 15 I had gotten pretty proficient at it, knew what the mixture of chemicals were to keep it clean, all that stuff you need to know.

One day I was cleaning our pool when one of the neighbors stopped by. He wanted to know if I would be interested in cleaning his pool maybe once a month for a little money. I told him sure if it was alright with my parents, it was and I made some extra money that weekend. By the end of that summer I was cleaning several pools in the neighbor hood which brings me to the Adamson's pool. Now I grew up on this street, from the time I was about four and I know all the kids in the area. The Adamson house was the fifth one built on the street. They had a daughter who was about six months younger than me. While through the course of the years there were several kids my age Cynthia Adamson became one of my best buddies along with a red haired mischievous kid named Carl Worsten that lived on the next road down from ours. We three became like the three musketeers, Carl and I never thought of Cindy as a girl she was a buddy.

Now I may have given you the impression that all I did was work during the summers but that wasn't the case, while I did have my chores they weren't that big a burden and I worked for my dad but only about three days a week usually, my pool job didn't keep me busy every weekend so I still had plenty of time to play with my friends. From the time we were big enough to be let out on our own we explored the big farm that was on the edge of the subdivision. Plus the woods and creek that belonged to the state that ran along the back of the subdivision. We had some very good times.

I was down to Cindy's house one afternoon just after school was out for the year; I was sixteen at the time. Mrs. Adamson had brought Cindy, Carl and I a cool drink out to their patio where we were talking. Now Mrs. Adamson was a looker. She was about the same age as my mom. She was Chinese, a very beautiful Chinese lady. About 5'4" Black hair that hung past her shoulders and dark sparkly eyes that danced when she was laughing. A slim body that was filled out in all the right places. Her husband Charles and she had met in San Francisco, he became a banker and they moved here when Cindy was 6. Charles had been killed two years before in a traffic accident but he left them pretty well off. Mrs. Adamson's name was So Lin but everybody called her Susy and she learned the real estate business from mom and now she worked with her.

From the time I was twelve or so I started to notice that the curves of the older girls were making me feel a little funny, good funny. When the three of us were together we talked about everything even what little we knew about sex but you know it never dawned on Carl or I to think about Cindy as a girl, she was our buddy and she joined in just like one of the guys. Now looking back on it I sure wish we had thought about playing doctor or something. Any how both Carl and I couldn't help but notice Susy and when Cindy wasn't with us we both confessed that just looking at her made our peckers hard, Of course at first we really didn't understand what was happening but with the advice of a few older boys in the neighbor hood we started that age old practice of spanking the monkey, loping the mule or for the people that just have to have the correct terminology, masturbation.

We never discussed Susy in front of Cindy, we were too embarrassed I guess but we commented on other girls and women we saw. "Boy look at the hooters on that one." Or "I bet she could suck a baseball through a garden hose." Now at the time we really had no idea what that meant but it sounded good. Cindy would just raise her eyebrows and shake her head muttering "Boys, they are about as smart as a rock." Then she would laugh and punch one of us on the arm and we were off again.

Yeah looking back Carl and I had many a sperm spill thinking about Susy. We were treated to the sight of her lovely body many times in a bikini when we were over there swimming or sometimes in a short house robe that gave us glimpses of her lithe body.

I smile as I remember one hot July day when we were 13 and we were down at Cindy's swimming. It was a Saturday and Carl, Cindy and I were chasing each other around the pool. Susy and her husband were lounging on their patio. Now they had an above ground pool with a deck that ran all the way around it with a lattice fence about three foot high around the outside of the deck. You couldn't see the deck floor from the patio or visa versa if you were below the height of the deck. We had chased each other until we were worn out and we just crawled out on the deck and lay down. I plopped down by the fence and Cindy lay beside me with Carl lying next to the pool. We were all ready for a nap. There was a huge umbrella attached to the fence and we were in the shade of that. Carl and Cindy were both already asleep and I was just about gone, I turned my head and my eye was almost against the fence. I had a perfect view through one of the holes in the lattice at the patio and what I saw drove any thoughts of sleep from my mind.

Susy and Charles were lying side by side in a couple of lounge chairs on the patio. Susy had on her white bikini and Charles a pair of swim trunks; they had been in the pool playing with us for a while. They thought they were well hidden by the deck fence since they couldn't see us. But with my eye to the peephole I could see them clearly, their heads were close together and they were kissing. Not like an I will see you later or did you have a nice day kiss, nooo, it looked like they were trying to eat each others face off. Then I saw them break apart a little and their tongues flicking at each others. Susy captured his tongue with her lips and seemed to suck his face back against hers.

I had heard the term French kissing from some of the guys but man this is the first time I had ever seen it. For some reason a little thrill shot through me and my cock started to fill and lengthen.

My eye was glued to the hole now and I saw Charles slide his hand over Susy's hip and up her belly to squeeze one of her fine tits. My breath caught in my throat, as he massaged her breast and then he slid his hand in under the little triangle of cloth to close over bare skin. I just got a glimpse of brown nipple and my cock got painfully hard between my body and the floor of the deck.

Susy laid her hand in his lap gripping his hardening cock through his swim trunks; I could see her rubbing up and down. But my breathing really got ragged when he removed his hand from her top leaving the dark nippled tip exposed and slid his hand in the side of her bottom. I could see his fingers working under the cloth and she arched her back to get closer to him. Now her head was lying against his neck and her eyes were closed, her mouth was slightly open and although I couldn't hear I could tell she was making some kind of sound.

Suddenly she seemed to realize where she was and she quickly looked up to the deck. I was afraid to move, I just knew she could see me peeping through the hole. She whispered in Charles's ear and grabbed his arm pulling his hand from her bikini bottom. I saw a quick flash of dark hair as his hand came out and my cock got even harder if that was possible. Charles was grinning as they got up from the chairs and headed into the house, her arm around his waist and his hand holding an undulating ass cheek.

While Carl and Cindy napped I had to turn over on my side to give my cock some relief from being trapped under my body. There was a wet spot where the tip was and I could see in my mind the brown nipple and dark hair exposed. I had to touch my cock; I mashed it against my belly and squeezed it. I wanted to take it out and jack off but was afraid I would get caught. I couldn't lay there; if I did I knew I would play with it until I shot off. I got up and eased back in the pool hoping that would calm me down.

That night I jacked off three times before I could go to sleep. The vision of Susy's exposed nipple and dark pubic hair a constant vision in my mind. As I stood in my bedroom looking out the window at the Adamson's house I could still visualize that enticing sight. Man I wonder if she ever goes topless to the pool when nobody is there or if they fuck on the pool deck. These thoughts were giving me another hardon. I could see the pool deck plainly but it was to far away to actually make out anything if they did. Then I had a thought. Mom and dad had been asking me what I wanted for my birthday next month. Now I am thinking a good telescope would be nice.

I got my telescope and it was perfect, it brought the pool up close and from then on whenever I saw Susy out sunning I would spy on her. Yes she occasionally did sunbath topless and I filled a few towels with sperm as I jacked off eyes glued to her pretty breasts. I never did see them fucking though.

As good a friend as Carl was I never told him about Susy and I sure didn't mention it to Cindy.

Now while Carl and I talked about girls all the time when Cindy wasn't with us and sometimes even when she was we were both to shy to really talk to any of the girls other then her but then we didn't think of her as a girl. She took it hard when her father died and there were several times when she and I were alone she would hug me and cry. I tried to be as supportive as I could. Carl and I took to helping her mom out with the yard work and stuff that her husband usually did. I enjoyed being around Susy, she treated me almost like a son and with Cindy being my best friend it was certainly no chore. As time went on they both got on with their lives and like I said before Susy was working with my mom now and doing very well.

By the time we were sixteen the three musketeers didn't get to see as much of each other as we used to. We each seem to have more things to do and couldn't get together as often, maybe once a week or some on Saturday or Sunday. Carl was working part time at the grocery store, Cindy was babysitting some and I was working with dad and the pool thing which is where my sexual education really started.

It was a hot Saturday afternoon and I had already cleaned three pools, I was working on Susy's pool, my last job for the day. I had been cleaning it ever since Charles had passed away. Anyway I was mixing the chemicals to kill the bacteria when Susy came out with some lemonade. Cindy was away on a babysitting job so she was there by herself.

"Here Greg you look like you need something to cool you down. " She stated.

"Thanks Susy it is pretty hot." I couldn't help but notice how hot she looked in that yellow bikini. You had to be up close to tell she wasn't a teenage girl; she still didn't look anywhere close to her age. I couldn't help it my eyes roved over her slim body and my breathing got a little heavier.

She smiled at me. "Don't let me keep you from doing whatever it is you're doing, I'm just going to take a little sun." She went over and lay face down on one of the lounge chairs.

I continued my work but I worked slower then usual, my eyes kept wandering to her sleek body, her head was turned from me so I could look all I wanted and I wanted a lot. I have spied on her gorgeous body many times but at sixteen you can never look too much you know. The sight of the yellow cloth covered ass sticking up in such a delicious curve drew my eye like a magnet, her head was lying on her crossed arms and I could see the swell of her breast as it was pressed against the mattress. My cock started to get hard, I couldn't help it.

I finished mixing the chemicals and used the seine to get out any leaves or whatever had blown into the pool. I was mesmerized by the firm little bottom sticking up over across the pool when one hand came around behind her and unfastened the clasp on her top to let the strap fall aside. Now you really couldn't see anymore then before but my excitement level shot up another notch. Now my shorts were being strained in the front by a full fledged hard on. It stayed with me the whole time I worked on the pool. I kept my eyes on her the whole time.

When I finished I was going to tell her I was going, she must have been asleep because when I touched her shoulder she gave a startled cry.

"Ohhhh" She quickly turned and sat up on the lounge her top still lying on the mattress. I don't know who was more shocked, her at being suddenly wakened or me at the sight of those breasts I had drooled over for so long now almost grazing my belly.

"I'm sorry Susy I didn't mean to scare you, just going to tell you I was finished." I quickly stammered, as much as I wanted to I couldn't take my eyes of those dark nippled globes.

Since she was looking up at me I don't guess she could tell exactly where I was looking. "Oh that's all right Greg, guess I dozed off. You did startle me a little, bad for the old heart you know." She raised her hand to lie over her heart and she gave a little gasp when she realized she didn't have her top on.

Covering her breasts with one hand she quickly scrambled to get her top. "Oh my, forgot about my top." She turned sideways as she slipped back into it.

I was too stunned to do anything. I was embarrassed for her and for me and I forgot all about having a hard on. When she turned back around she couldn't help but see my shorts all tented out. I saw her eyes go to my crotch and then flick up to my face.

"Oh shit" I thought, now I know my face is beet red, I can feel it flushed and hot. It sure wasn't from the heat.

I started stammering." I'm sorry Susy, I,,,, uh... I."

She stood up and I thought I heard a low muttered "'it's been so long."

I was trying to escape before my humiliation got even worse. "Uhh... I better be going now" and I started inching away.

She put her hand on my arm and an electric tingle went right through me. "Don't worry Greg, it was just an accident, you don't have to go, stay here and talk to me awhile, unless you have another pool to clean."

"Uh... No I don't have any more jobs today." Now I was caught on the horns of a dilemma, I was embarrassed as all get out that she saw my hardon, I wanted to escape badly but then after seeing those golden globes of flesh I wanted to stay close for a while longer just to be in her presence.

So I sat down on the mattress trying to lay my arm across my lap inconspicuously. I saw her mouth twitch in a quick little grin and then she sat down beside me. She crossed her legs and that drew my eyes to those shapely appendages, she placed her elbow on one leg and her chin in her hand leaning toward me slightly.

"So tell me Greg, how are things going, I don't see as much of you anymore?" Those dark eyes seemed to sparkle and smile. We talked about what we had been doing this summer, inconsequential little things. Man I wanted my hard on to go down so bad but with her sitting right next to me, one golden leg swinging slowly back and forth and her top not fastened to tight to where I could see almost half of her plump breasts, well there wasn't much chance it was going to go down.

She had a funny little smile on her face the whole time we were talking, me with my arm still lying across my lap. With a nod of her head at my arm she said "Aren't you a little uncomfortable in that position?"

"Ah... No I'm fine." I croaked.

"Really why don't you sit back and relax, I won't bite... much." She grinned. Now she always had cut up with Carl and me, we always had a good time when we visited Cindy down here but this sounded a little different. With her remark she took her arm and shoved me backwards. It caught me by surprise and I lost my balance falling backwards to lay on the lounge. My arms flew out to catch myself and so there I was lying there with that big lump in my shorts fully exposed.

Now here I was, you know how it is, I wanted to cover it up but then that would just bring more attention to it so I couldn't do that but I had to do something.

Before I could do anything her soft voice stopped me. "My Greg it looks like you have a problem there."

Totally lost as to what to do I started stammering? "I... Uh. WELL, Uh... I'm sorry Susy I really am, I just can't help It." and since I was already beet red from embarrassment I laid my arm across my cock.

"Don't be sorry Greg; it's a natural reaction, especially for a young man your age. Actually it's quite flattering that you find me that attractive." With that bell like laugh she has she continued. "Of course just about any female will get that reaction at your age."