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“I was not. We can start your lessons today, if you want.”

If teaching her how to swim would allow me to get close to her, to touch her in places I normally wouldn’t, I was ready whenever she was.

“Okay.”

“Are you afraid to get your face or hair wet?”

“No.”

“Good. I want you to go under the water, count to five, then come back up. Do it three times.”

She did it with no problem, so we moved on to the next task.

“Can you float?”

“Umm, I’m not sure.”

“In general, everyone should be able to float. If you’ve ever tried and failed, it was probably because you were too tense and panicked, if it felt like you were sinking. You want to try with my support?”

“Yes, please.”

It was a good thing the lower half of my body was submerged in the water because her response made my dick jump.

“Turn around, and when you feel my hand on the small of your back, you can lay back when you’re comfortable.”

She turned around, closed her eyes, and I gently placed my hand on the small of her back. Slowly, she let her body fall back, resting on my hand.

“Relax,” I urged.

Her breathing slowed, and her body relaxed against my hand. My eyes slowly scanned her body in the skimpy yellow bikini. When they got to her pussy print, I bit my bottom lip.

“Like this?” she asked.

“Yeah. Just like that.”

After about ten minutes working on floating, I suggested she learn how to stand from that position.

“Let me show you first.”

I helped her get to her feet, then demonstrated how to transition from floating to standing.

“It looks simple enough.”

“Bet. You ready?” She nodded. “Remember, drop your hips, tuck your knees to your chest, and lift your head as you press your feet toward the bottom of the pool.”

She was able to get into the floating position without my assistance, but when she tried to stand, she damn near drowned herself.

“Calm down, baby. I gotchu,” I shouted so she could hear me over the splashing water.

I got her to her feet, and she wrapped her arms around my waist while she caught her breath.

“You good?”

She was still out of breath as she responded. “I’m fine. That didn’t go like I thought it would.”

“Do you want to try again?”

She exhaled before hitting me with, “Yes, please.”