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her already weighty breasts seem fuller.
    She entered the water slowly. I watched her walking down the steps into the blue water as I unlaced my boots and removed my clothes. The boxer briefs I’d put on that morning were black and I noticed with a flush of shame that there was a white cum stain on the front. Too embarrassed to let her see I decided to dive in and hoped that the water would wash it away.
    The water was cold. Almost icy, I felt my skin shrink tight in protest. The pool was always in shade, surrounded by high fences and tall trees. As I looked around I realized it was totally secluded. I couldn’t even see the roofline of the next house.
    I was treading water in the deep end. She swam over to me, breast stroke, slow and graceful movements through the water. When she reached me she said, “You’re probably tall enough to stand here.”
    I hadn’t even tried to put my feet down. When I did I found that I could easily stand, the water came up to the base of my neck.
    “Lucas can stand here, and you’re about the same height.”
    I nodded. I didn’t know what to say. I was nervous, so I blurted out, “So do you miss the kids?”
    She’d moved to the side of the pool where there was a cluster of rocks. Mrs. D settled back and I figured there must have been a seat or ledge under the water. She motioned for me to join her and I walked over, keeping my distance. Staying well over an arm length away.
    “A little. I know they’re having a great time. They’re with Lucas’s parents on this great cross country road trip. We speak by web-cam almost every night. But honestly, it’s great to have just Lucas and I. We haven’t had that for so long. It’s almost like a second honeymoon.”
    “How did you and Lucas meet?”
    She laughed. “OK. Well do you want the version we tell the Partners at Lucas’ firm or the truth?”
    “Both.”
    “The Disney version is that we met in college. Love at first sight.”
    “And the non Disney version? The truth?”
    “The X rated version is that we met at college and it was lust at first sight. The love came later.”
    “There’s got to be more to it than that.”
    She tilted her head as if weighing up what exactly to tell me, “My sorority was naughty. We had a very bad reputation. Wild girls.” She ran a hand through her wet curls, shaking out the water.
    “Sounds good.”
    “We had an auction. A slave auction of the single girls. We each did an act and guys bid for us. Whoever bid highest could own us for 24 hours.”
    “What was your act?”
    “I did a strip tease. Burlesque style. Big Feather fans and paste on nipple tassels. Lucas loved it. He was the first face I saw when I came out on the make shift stage. Actually he was the only face I saw. After I saw him no one else mattered. When he wants something, really wants something, he gets this look, it’s so intense…” she gave a little shiver, “… as soon as I saw that look I knew I was a goner. He bid for me and didn’t leave my bed for 48 hours. Well past the 24 hours he’d paid for.”
    “Do you still have the fans?”
    “I think so. They’re probably up in the roof storage somewhere.”
    “And the nipple tassels?”
    “Oh they’re still in good use. They’re in my bedside table. In the goodie drawer.”
    I felt the blush. It came up my neck, heating a streak all the way up to my hair line. She laughed. Which made the blush worse. Embarrassed, I looked down at my feet, distorted by the water.
    “Oh honey. Look at you, blushing over my goodie drawer. So innocent. And yet…”
    I looked up at her waiting for her to finish her sentence. When I met her eyes she said, “…and yet. Not so innocent. You’re a voyeur. Aren’t you Jacob?”
    “A what?”
    “A voyeur. Someone who likes to watch.”
    I swallowed hard. I couldn’t find the words so I just nodded.
    “But you want to do more than watch. Don’t you?”
    I nodded again and moved forward as if to touch her but she shook her