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Welcome dear readers to Part 2 of The Pool Boy. This tasty treat is brought to you by one of Miss Viv’s pets; nick the strap on lover, who told me our sessions of sexy texting, have his imagination running wild. 

A lovely compliment for sure, but it is this written Tribute that warmed my heart, tagged him as my pet and got him invited  over to Community Kink adult chat rooms.  We’ll see if his shyness can be over come and we’ll be treated to his dry wit and helpful nature.

Our story continues ….

She started some small talk, asking me how school was and what kinds of courses I was taking. As she walked ahead of me through the sliding glass doors and out onto the patio around the pool, my eyes fell to her ass, firm in her tight jeans. I’m not sure what kind of workout she did besides her daily swim, but whatever it was, it was working. There couldn’t have been an ounce of fat on her anywhere. She even had a slight six-pack set of abs. You could have bounced a quarter off of her stomach.

Anyway, she showed me where the skimmer was in the shed near the pool and I began to work my way around the pool, reaching way out and having to bend over occasionally to reach the leaves out near the center. As I was doing this, she slipped out of her jeans and laid out in a chaise lounge on the patio, out of the direct sunlight, and lay back with her eyes closed. Her legs were just as I’d imagined them from my distant vantage point in my room next door. Long, slim, with firm thighs. She was wearing a very small bikini bottom and I couldn’t see one hair peeking out from under the fabric. I found out later that she waxed her pubes. I was certainly glad that her pool man had picked this day to get sick.

I slowly worked my way around the edge of the pool, sneaking a look every now and then and wanting to stretch my time with this older fox as long as I could. I kept having to adjust my shorts because my cock had a mind of it’s own and I didn’t want to get caught with a chubby. I’d finally worked my way around to her side of the pool and since I had my back to her, I began working faster. No sense in taking my time now, when I wouldn’t have the excellent view I’d had when I started.

I bent over, reaching way, way out into the pool to get the last couple of leaves when, suddenly, I felt a hand slide slowly down my ass and under to my balls. I jumped up with a start as it grabbed my balls and gave them a squeeze and didn’t let go. The skimmer fell from my hand with a clatter and slipped off into the pool. Then I heard a voice in my ear, whispering, as the hand began rubbing my crotch. “I could see you some days, you know. Watching me from inside the house. Sometimes it pays to wear sunglasses. No one can see where your eyes are wandering.” Mrs. Gray let out a laugh and gave my balls a tug as she ran her tongue tip round my ear. Right away, my cock stood up at attention in my pants and I felt a shiver run up and down my spine.