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"You too, Hudson. A displeasure as always." She replies just as sarcastically as I had.
I watch her walk away. It is impossible not to notice how her tight ass moves in those gym pants and I realize my cock is beginning to press against my grey sweatpants. I have to bend down and pretend I am retying my laces to hide the way my dick is reacting to her. Have I lost my mind? Have I lost all control of my body? I feel annoyed and turned on at the same time.
I can already tell that avoiding her is going to be an issue. We live in the same estate. Today alone I have crossed paths with her twice.
Picking up the weights nearby I get back into my workout; I need to get her off my mind. Nothing about this can end well.
* * *
The sun is setting when Taylor and I arrive home. After going through about six nanny interviews, I finally managed to settle on hiring a young man who Taylor instantly took to. I had originally wanted a female nanny, just so that Taylor can have some feminine care in his life, but the thought of the media bullshit that will come from that changed my mind easily, and besides, Taylor really did take to this guy quickly and they seem to have a great rapport.
At least that is one thing off my to-do list and things will maybe be a little easier with Taylor having a full-time nanny around to handle all the little things I didn't manage to get to or have been struggling to juggle on my own. It also means that the time I do get to spend with my little guy can be spent doing more fun things.
"Come on little man, our dinner is being delivered in a bit and you need to hop in the bath before it arrives. Do you want bubbles or no bubbles this time?" He is so grungy he looks like he needs a high-pressure washer and some laundry detergent, but I am trying to win a custody battle, so color-changing bath bubbles and a good scrub are what we have to work with.
"Bubbles!" he shouts with utter glee and runs off to grab his bath bucket full of Lego and shark toys. I start running his bath and pour the banana-scented-color-changing bubble bath into the tub, his current favorite. I keep checking the temperature as the water begins to fill up.
He rushes in and tries to push past me to splash into the tub.
"Ok, okay --- give it a second, I just need to add a little cold water before you jump in. You will burn your butt." Taylor has already thrown his clothes off and is jumping up and down waiting to hop into the bubbly tub of water. He begins to throw his toys into the tub one at a time then gives up and dumps the whole bucket in. I smile as I watch him. He loves the new house, the space, the garden.
His face when he walked into his bedroom on the first day will never leave my memory. The little squeal of joy and how he had run in circles touching and looking at everything in his room. To be honest, the new design actually makes putting him to bed easier as he loves being in there and the starlit nightlight has him drifting off to sleep in minutes. He hasn't lasted through a full bedtime story since we moved in here and is sleeping through the night.
I am relieved. It means that I have not made a mistake in making this choice to move to suburbia. If anything, it was one hundred percent the right choice for my son. Even if I hate it, and the girl next door.
Bath time is over and after dinner, I tuck Taylor into bed. Now I finally have a little bit of time for myself, so I pour a whiskey and head out to the balcony attached to my main bedroom upstairs. It overlooks the pool which is glowing bright blue in the dark night. It is so peaceful here. Very different from city life. I might actually be able to get used to this.
Sipping my whiskey, I notice a slender figure walking into the pool area next door. Gianna. A little midnight swim apparently. I don't know why that surprises me about her. She doesn't seem like the type. Usually, these stuck-up girls don't like to get their hair wet. She drops her towel on one of the sun loungers and stretches her arms above her head. She moves so elegantly and holy fuck her body in that high-cut swimsuit. Her breasts spilled over the top and her tight, toned stomach was flat against the fabric.
I shouldn't be watching her --- but I can't stop.
I feel wrong sitting here being a voyeur, but at the same time, I cannot take my eyes off her. Suddenly I remember the scent of her skin when I had bumped into her at the gym and my dick starts to stir in my pants. I watch her as she gets into the water slowly and after swimming around for a little bit she drifts to the edge of the infinity pool, resting her arms on the ledge with her back to me, admiring the night sky. Out of nowhere, I have a thought. What if I went down there and swam with her?
She'd probably drown me for trying.
I don't take my eyes off her as my mind begins to run free; fantasizing about the things I want to do to her tight little body. I allow myself a bit of a midnight daydream.
She doesn't hear me slipping into the water.
I swim over to her, and I am standing right behind her in the pool, by that time she realizes she is not alone. Before she can turn around and run that smart mouth of hers, I press my body against her back, pushing her against the side of the pool. She is so small she doesn't stand a chance of wiggling away from me, but actually, she hardly tries. She gasps when she feels how swollen by dick is against her little round ass. I cup her breasts in my hands and pull the straps of her swimsuit off her shoulders. "Wait" she murmurs, wanting to stop me, but at the same time, she arches her back and presses her ass cheeks into my swollen and pulsing cock. I am so hard I can barely think straight "Oh." That is all she can say when she realizes how much she has turned me on. "Oh? Really little girl. You had so much more to say this afternoon?"
She gasps again as I pull her swimsuit away from her breasts, freeing them in the cool water, and I pinch one of her nipples in my fingers.
"Maybe you just need a good fuck, Gianna? To get rid of that bad attitude you carry around with you?"
"Yes… I…" she doesn't know what to say, but she doesn't need to say anything because her body is speaking for her, rubbing against me. She tilts her head back against my chest as I pull her swimsuit to the side and slip my fingers inside her pussy. Even in the pool, I can feel how slick she is with her own wetness. "Do you want me to fuck you, little girl?"
"Yes." She gasps as I rub her clit.
"Yes, What? You have to beg for it if you really want it."
I am harder than ever as she utters the words. "Please, Hudson, I need you to fuck me. Please."
I'm not gentle, because rude girls don't get gentle. I thrust my throbbing cock into her wet pussy, pulling her onto me and pushing hard against her body with my hips.
She cries out in pleasure as water splashes between us. I grab a handful of her gorgeous dark hair and with my other hand holding her hip so she cannot move away I thrust into her over and over again. My cock slides in and out of her wet pussy as it throbs and swells around me. Her fingers grip the edge of the pool as I feel her pussy clench over my cock, and she cries out as her orgasm pulses through her. At the same time, I explode inside her, pressing hard into her.
CHAPTER5
