I stopped the car about a block away from her house. Jennifer unbuckled her seatbelt and slid over to me. We kissed. She said, “you might want to try and make a run for it before my father finds you.” She is dressed in my gym clothes from my bag. A pair of blue basketball shorts and a blue tee shirt. I was in a pair of boxers and a football jersey. I am going to kill Greg when I find him. She started to get out. I stopped her and drove her the rest of the way. In the distance, we could see flashing blue and red lights. The police were in front of her house with her red-faced father. If I hit the gas, who would catch me first the cops or her father?
We went out for some ice-cream. It was dusk and the weekend. Her father hasn’t yet gotten past our little drive in the park but he has reluctantly allowed us to see each other again without an armed guard. We met up with Greg and Jordan. I think her name is Jordan? We went to Jerry’s softy for some frozen custard. It was sweet and cold with the hint of something more. From there we started to go to a local miniature gulf course. I say started because we didn’t actually make it there. Jorden or is it Jessica said she had the key to the pool at her apartment building. I couldn’t help but think something was up. Jorden and Jennifer almost did a knowing wink. Like this was all planned.
We made it there and inside. Greg said, “we don’t have suits.” That was a good point and shut up Greg. Jorden slipped off she shoes and stuck her big toe in the water. She turned around and asked, “do we really need suits?” The question hug in the air. Jorden yes, I am just going to call her that for now on pulled her shirt up and over her head reveling a pale pink bra. I looked over as Jennifer did the same thing reveling a white bra. I took off my shirt then Greg did the same. That is, he took his shirt off. It seemed like they meant for us to swim in our underwear. I kicked off my shoes and slipped out of my jeans. Jennifer did the same while Jorden unzipped and dropped her skirt. Eventually Greg parted with his jeans.
Greg went to jump into the water. Jorden said, “we aren’t done yet. It isn’t skinny dipping if you have on underwear.” Jorden has an olive complexion with long curly black hair. She unhooked and slipped out of her bra. Her nipples were darker than I thought they would be. She slipped out of her panties and just like that she was naked. And well, the carpet matches the drapes. Jennifer turned my head away from Jorden with two fingers on my chin. She stood close to me. Her bra had a clasp in the front. She undid it and was free from the offending garment. She was perfection. Jennifer looked over at the others just as a frustrated Jorden grabbed and pulled Greg’s boxers down. I ran my hands around the elastic band of my boxers then slid them off. It had been a while since I was naked in front of her. From the look on her face somethings have changed since that day at another pool. She slipped off her panties and turned her back to me. I put my hand on her shoulder and she bolted to the pool and jumped in.
We swam around for a little. Somehow the idea we were all naked slowly slipped away. It was like just another day in a pool with your friends. Jorden climbed out of the pool then sat down with her legs just inside it. her nudity brought it all back. We were in uncharted territory for us. Yes, we had skinny dipped before. I think Jorden was there? The air was thick with intent and motive. Somehow it became clear that was all setup to play out some scenario the girls devised. Greg got out and sat next to Jorden with one leg in the pool and one leg behind her so he was up against her side with his junk all up against her. Jorden reached down and took him by the man handle. Jorden said to no one in particular, “we will be right back.” They got up and went into the changing room.
Jennifer got out of the water and sat down on a bench. She had no carpet to match to the drapes. She later said how she tried to shave it into a V but something went wrong and decided to just go all the way. I got out and joined her. I straddled the bench exposing myself to her all up close. She spun around and faced me. We kissed. My hands went from her sides to her breasts. She put her arms up under mine and pulled me closer. As she did we slowly went down until she was on her back. And there it was. Years of dreaming, months of attempting and a flashlight. A beam of light found us in the pool room. A voice said, “hey you to kids what do you think you are doing.”
We bolted. I found my shoes but nothing else. Greg or Jorden took our clothes. I dropped the keys in my left shoe so we had a ride but no clothing. Outside we could hear the man fight with a set of keys. With no better option we ran for the back door and the car. We left as the man came running out yelling, “I’m calling he cops.” We went for two blocks then pulled over. I had my gym bag in the back and the car had a passthrough to the trunk. We climbed into the back and unlatched the back of the seat. She stared at me and I stared back. In that opening between the trunk and the backseat we lost our virginities together. It wasn’t like I thought it would be. It was brief and awkward. She said, “it couldn’t have been any other way.” We put on what clothes I had in the bag and I took her home. We were very late and nearly naked.
I pulled up and she got out. The police didn’t say anything and she didn’t kiss me. She didn’t want her father to see just how little I was wearing. The next day I got the what was what on the events of that night. The pool had security cameras and the guard was a friend of Jennifer’s mother. Jorden and Greg saw the light and bolted in the process they grabbed all the clothes. Jennifer’s mother was a little more sympathetic to our dating. She didn’t even see anything wrong with what almost happened on the camera. Her father will never see the footage. He won’t be told about the pool. As far as he knows we were mini gulfing and she fell into a water trap. Jennifer showed me something from her purse. Her mother gave her a couple of condoms and said, “I can’t stop you but I don’t want to be a grandmother anytime soon.”
These are short stories I wrote. Some are connected to the larger books I am working on others are just for the fun of story telling.
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