Summer Lovers

My wife and I moved into a home with a pool in a nice area last fall. Our neighbors were a nice, middle-aged professional couple with a daughter away at college. As a real estate professional, mornings were always pretty useless for making money. Usually, during the mornings I would stay home and get in a workout, a swim, and use the time for planning and phone calls. My real day's work was actually from about noon to 8:00 p.m. My wife had a regular profession and worked 9:00 - 5:00. Our neighbor's daughter, Ethel, came home at the beginning of summer. What a knockout! She was blonde, thin, and had a great figure. But, then I am a married man and my wife is a knockout also. One morning I was doing my usual routine when I heard a lawnmower going next door. I finished my swim and realized that my cell phone was out in my car. So, wearing only my swim suit and still being a bit wet, I went out in my driveway just as Ethel was shutting off the mower. She saw me looking at her and said, "I wish I had a pool to cool off in." "Come on over and use ours," I answered. "Okay, I will," she answered. I grabbed my cell phone out of my car, and the two of us headed into my private backyard. We both jumped in the pool. She did some laps while I swam a bit. We made love in the pool. We later did it on the deck using the cushions off the lounge chairs. We did it many times that summer. Maybe I'll add a part two later.

— Stewart, 28