Smallville AU

[Varshanka]

Lana Lang - Clark's Pick-up truck

"Sounds wonderful," Lana replied, sliding closer to Clark again. Close enough for her bare leg to brush against his jean covered one. Linking her arm through his she sat next to him as he drove.

 

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Clark Kent

Clark liked having Lana that close to him. It made him feel... normal. He also didn't want this night to end. He placed one arm on her shoulder and drove with only his left on the steering wheel.

After driving for a bit they stopped at Zorba's. Clark got out first and then helped Lana out. It wasn't hard for them to get a table, it seemed most of the people were out celebrating the Crows victory. Clark ordered some souvlaki as an appetizer to give them some time to look the menu over so they can decide what they wanted to eat.

 

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Lana Lang

Sliding out of the struck Lana brushed Clark's face with her hand, the touch soft and gentle, but possibly hinting at something more. Then her hand slipped to his chest and she braced herself as she slid to the ground. Only when her feet touched concrete did she stop touching him, but that lasted for only a moment. Linking her arm in his once more she walked with him across the parking lot.

****

For dinner Lana chose against Souvlaki, instead having a Greek salad with Feta cheese, and Spanikopita as an entree. Each bite was delicious, the flavours exploding inside her mouth and then flowing down her slender thraot.

 

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Clark Kent

For his entree Clark ordered a Pastitsio and a root beer for his drink. He could tell by the look on Lana face after ever bite that she was enjoying her dinner ever bit as much as he was enjoying his. What a night this was turning to be, they won their first game of hopefully many more this season. He took Lana to a good movie, and now they were eating some great food. Could this night get even better, yes it could but Clark wasn't even thinking about that... much.

 

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Lana Lang

Smirking Lana slipped one shoe off and rubbed her toes along Clark's leg. She knew he had self-control on the field.. but did he have what it took to make her happy? A challange for him...

Slowly, the toes of her slender foot inched ever higher.

His ankle.

His Calf.

His knee.

His thigh.....

 

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Clark Kent

Clark's eyes nearly shot out of his head as he felt her foot slowly moving upward. First against his ankle, then his muscular calf, his knee and his hard thigh. He felt himself harden, instantly. If she moved any further up his thigh she would also know his condition. He looked into her eyes "Lana..what.. are .. you... doing?" he asked as he tried to stay focused. But he didn't do anything to stop her. Truth was he wondered if she would go any higher, or was she playing mind games with him.

 

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Lana Lang

Watching Clark's eyes pop out of his head was insanely funny, but feeling her foot brush ever closer towards something that was sure to like a steel pipe was amazing.

At least until someone coughed.

Blushing Lana looked up at the waitress, the one that had been oogling Clark since they'd walked in. But was shooting fire from her eyes at Lana at the moment. Sighing Lana inched back in her seat slightly and slipped her shoe back on as the waitress walked away.

She'd wanted to feel it, even with the bottom of her foot it would have been incredible. But she also wasn't sure if she'd have had the courage to go the last inch or so.

 

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Clark Kent

Clark wondered how far she would have gotten if it wasn't for that waitress. And as much as he was curious to find out, he wasn't going to get the chance here. The waitress returned and told them that they were getting ready to close up shop. So with a sigh Clark stood up, he needed to be very careful as he did so. He had become so arroused by Lana's tease that if he moved the wrong way he was sure he'd burst out of his jeans. He walked over and paid the bill and left the waitress a tip that was a bit larger then was normal.
He soon retrned to the table and smiled at Lana. "Well my lady, it seems that it's getting late and I better get you back to your house before your parents turn me into a pumpkin." he said as he offered her his hand.

 

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Lana Lang

Taking his hand Lana leaned forward as she stood up. the blouse opening just enough to hint at more skin , but not enough to show anything hard and aching to be suckled and caressed. Straightening up Lana looked up at Clark and smiled, resting her head against his shoulder as they walked outside to the truck.

 

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Clark Kent

Clark liked feeling Lana touching him, in fact he wanted more of it. But he had no intention of ruining any possible future he had with her. So once they got to his truck he opened the door and helped her in. Before he closed the door however, he took her hand and kissed it. His lips leaving her hand ever so slowly as he commited the feel of her skin to memory. Then after making sure she was all secure he closed the door and got in on the other side.

Next stop was the Lang house.

 

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Lana Lang

Lana rested her hand on her leg, the skin tingling and burning. She could feel the soft flush that colored her face and breasts. Silently she reached over with her other hand and took Clark's in her own. Silently holding it as they drove.

 

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Clark Kent

Clark didn't say anything as he drove. He held on to Lana's hand gently as he looked ahead. He wondered if this is how it's always supposed to be. He felt at peace, he flet right. Unfortunately all good things must come to an end, and so had their date as he pulled into the Lang drive way. He put the truck in park and seemed to wait quietly for awhile before he said anything. "I had a real good time tonight Lana. I wish we had done this earlier." he told her as he finally turned to face her. His hand was still holding hers.

 

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Lana Lang

Lana sat in silence - just staring at their joined hands - with Clark. Until her mom, or her dad, flicked the light on the porch. A subtle hint to come inside. Sighing she looked up at Clark's face. "Walk me to the door?" she asked, trying to delay the inevitable for just a few more seconds.

 

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Clark Kent

"You didn't even need to ask." he said with a smile. He then got of his side of the truck, and after coming around to her side and helping her out. He walked her to the door, his hand once again joined with hers.

He didn't walk to the door all that fast, trying to make the night last even longer. But the journey to the door wasn't all that long. And soon they were both standing right in front of it.

 

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Lana Lang

Finally they were at the door, and Lana really didn't want the night to end. But it had too, eventually.

Looking up at Clark, Lana didn't say anything. She just looked into his eyes. Wishing he'd make a move.. wishing he'd kiss her. But after it had taken him this long just to ask her out she knew that was probably hopeless. She she did it first.

Running her hand up his chest and into his hair she stood on tip toe and kissed him. Soft and sweet, but hinting at a burning hunger inside. After flicking her tongue across his lips she stepped back and rushed inside. Her heart beating faster than a locomotives wheels turned on the tracks.

Closing the door she leaned back against it, her mother at the top of the steps. Shaking her head, but smiling, Mrs. Lang turned and went to her own room, whispering softly so not to waker her husband. "Shut off the lights Lana, and go to bed. You'll see him again tomorrow.."

 

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Clark Kent

Clark just stood there for a few moments, stunned. It was almost as if she could tell that he was thinking about trying to kiss her. He took a deep breath and shook his head as a smile formed on his face. He didn't see how this night could have been any better. He got into his truck and made his way home.

*****

It was late and Clark didn't want to wake his parents, so he decided to go to sleep in the loft. He usually did when the weather was nice, and it was the weekend. That was one of the reasons his dad always called the loft Clark's Fortress of Solitude.

He took the tickets from the drive-in and put them inside of his journel. Then went about stripping out of his clothes and getting ready for bed. He turned off the last of the lights in his loft and then laid down on the bed. The last things that went through his mind was wondering what Lana was doing, and he even wondered what she would think if she knew he slept nude. "Your getting way ahead of yourself Clark. But it's fun to dream." he told himself and then with just a thin sheet partially covering him he fell asleep with a smile on his face.

 

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Lana Lang

After tossing and turning in bed for at least the near side of foreverrrr Lana three back the blankets and crawled out of bed.

Getting dressed ina hot black leather outfit, she looked in the mirror to make sure no one could recognize her. Boot, pants, vest, gloves (no leaving finger prints behind) all in skin tight black leather. She didn't bother with panties and bra, there just wasn't enough room in the leather for those as well. Collecting the stolen helmet she moved downstairs, quiet as a church mouse on sunday.

Stealthing out the back door she looked around once to make sure noone was watching... then leaped straight up. Vanishing into the clouds in seconds.

****

It hadn't taken her 'that long' to find the place she'd taken the helmet from and to pay for it. Apparently they hadn't even noticed it was missing. Yet, thank god.

****

Skimming across the Metropolis skyline Lana darted downwards and beat the ever living tar out of a mugger, a car thief, and then had to dodge cops for a couple minutes. Since they thought she had been an accomplice or something.

****

After sneaking into the Smallville High School and taking a shower Lana headed back home. Her leather 'uniform' snuggling in place. Seeing Clark's barn she buzzed it, wondering if he'd slept out here, or inside tonight.

Landing outside Lana slowly and carefully crept inside. Listening to see if he was awake, maybe even masturbating. She'd never seen a guy do it before, but she heard that guys masturbated like every day. Sometimes two or three times a day.

Moving up the stairs Lana listened to the soft slow and rythmic breathing, and knew Clark had chosen to sleep out here tonight. Creeping over to the bed her heart skipped a beat when she saw his hard shaft outlined by the thin white sheet.

With blood pounding in her ears she dared to creep forward.

One step.

Two steps.

She was at the bedside and watching him sleep. The sheet had slipped down baring his delicious chest, so she just let gravity continue it's course... and gently tugged. Pulling the sheet complete off him to pool beside the bed.

Breathe damnit it breathe, she told herself as she gazed at Clark Kent's nude.. and very hard form. He should be in Playgirl.. or porn. She admitted to herself. Reaching out with a finger she touched him, her finger tracing slow patterns across his body. Creeping ever closer to it's target.

Lifting her hand she took off her glove and stuck in her back pocket. The now bare hand returning to her touching. A single finger reaching out to stroke the length of his hard cock. Freezing in place Lana held still as Clark shifted on the bed, turning more onto his back as he mumbled something indecipherable.

When her heart beat again it was like thunder in her ears. It was wrong, it was naughty, she shouldn't be here, but she had to know. Leaning forward Lana pulled the helmet off and kissed his shaft. the soft lips pressing against the silky smooth skin that covered the thick vein. opening her mouth slightly she kissed his shaft again and again. She knew no one else had done this, cause any girl at Smallville would have bragged about what Lana was kissing. Bragged a lot.

A pink tongue snaked out and licked the langth of his shaft, starting in the middle she worked her way down to his lightly haired testicles. Cupping them with her hand she marveled out how something so soft could be firm and full of semen at the same time.

Her tongue moved again, back and forth as she slid ever closer to the crown. The perfect helmet shaped head of his deliciously warm cock. Reaching the top LAna dared herself to go one step further.. and she did.

She kissed the head of Clark Kent's cock. Her lips pursing as she planted a soft and chaste kiss on the tip, then the parted and she took him into her mouth, her tongue licking and swabbing his cock head.

Pulling back Lana had to breathe, the excitement of what she was doing screaming through her veins. His breathing was still rythmic, but she could hear his heart beating faster in his chest. On some deep level he knew something was happening.

Moving back down to kiss his cock again Lana stroked his shaft with a finger as it lay against his stomach. ANd then it happened, she heard him mumble a name.. and it sounded like Lana, then his cock was throbbing and pulsing as a thick creamy flood of goo erupted from him.

The first spurt lifted his cock from his naked torso and shot staright into Lana's open mouth, splattering agsint the back of her thoat. On reflex she swallowed, so she could breath, the second blast coating her upper lip and dribbling to her chin.

In a blink Lana was outside and on his roof, Helmet in hand and gloves back in place.

Jerking awake even as the last images of Lana on her knees and sucking his cock faded from his mind Clark struggled to retain that image, her naked form kneeling and swallowing his cum as he exploded in her mouth.

Sighing he lay back and felt the semen cooling on his torso. The smell of lilac's still drifting across his mind. "Damn wet dreams," he mumbled, grabbing a t-shirt and wiping his chest clear.

 

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Clark Kent

Going back to sleep immediately was next to impossible for Clark. That dream was so vivid, he had already cum once but was still hard. He had had dreams about Lana before, but this was the first time he could smell her on him after one. Maybe it was because of their date. He didn't know, and truth was he didn't care why it was so real to him this time.

He slowly wrapped his hand around his shaft. He gave it a squeeze first, and then slid his thumb over the engorged head. He liked how that felt, when he closed his eyes he imagined that it was Lana's little hand trying to wrap around it. As he closed his eyes he saw her in the dress she wore that night. She was on her knees, and she looked up into his eyes and licked her lips then took his cock into her mouth.

First just the head, teasing it slowly with her tongue, then she would pull off and lick his shaft, before taking it back into her mouth. Slowly she took more and more of him into her mouth until her head was bobbing up and down on him. He was shocked, never thought anyone could do what she was doing to him. He was soon calling out her name, and telling her how wonderful her mouth felt, how good she was making him feel. This seemed to go on forever, especially since he had already cum once before. But as was often the case, he began to tighten up it started at his legs, and slowly moved up his body as he came yet again. This time even more of his cum erupting from his balls and seemingly going everywhere.

He just seemed to lay there for the time being, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. He doubted he had ever cum so hard before. He looked around and saw creamy goo all over himself as it began to cool off on his skin. He thought about cleaning himself off, but decided he would just go to sleep. It had been a long day and night after all.

 

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Lana Lang

Sitting on the Barn roof Lana's eyes refocused and she looked through the wooden barrier, watching as Clark tossed and turned for several minutes before he began stroking himself. Just watching him stroke his hard shaft was a turn on, but hearing him call her name as his seed exploded from his cock was wild.

Once he'd stopped shooting all over the place and gone back to sleep Lana finally went back home. She was so glad she's been on vacation in Nebraska when her weird vison had kicked in. Being in smallville would have been a nightmare. Everyone would have supsected something, especially if she started wearing glasses and then stopped.

It had taken two whole months for her vision to fix itself. But now if she looked at things just right, almost like those 3-d posters her parents had, she could see through things. So far only the Kents old iron Tractor proved to be a challange.

Stripping down Lana hung the leathers back in her closet again, her night of crime fighting over. Being able to fly certainly made getting back and forth from Metropolis easier, Before she'd had to run. And until the helmet idea, she kept burning up masks and wearing out makeup. But now she only had to worry about mussing her hair up.

Crawling into bed naked, Lana thought about Clark. His masturbating, his calling her name. The way his cum tasted... kinda.. sweet almost. Maybe he ate a lot of candy?

****

The next morning Lana was awake bright and early. She had chores done in less then two minutes, and was out back on the trampoline practicing flips, spins, kicks, and a ton of other moves.

About a half hour later Mrs. Lang stepped out the back door and called out. "Lana.. Your father and I are going to Metropolice now. We'll be back later. I left sandwiches, tea, and lemonade in the fridge. Your cell has our numbers in case anything happens, and Mrs. kent said she have her phone handy as well."

Rolling her eyes Lana bounced, 12 tucks, and 4 spins later her bare feet slapped the trampoline again and she was up once more. "Yes Mom.." she called down, her lithe body spinning gracefully, almost floating, as she practiced in her white spandex shorts and sports top.

"Kids," Mrs. Lang mumbled as he closed the door. Minutes later Mr. and Mrs. Lang left, their car pulling out and down the road.

 

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Clark Kent

Clark woke up early as usual, being Saturday and him not having school, he usually had a lot more chores to do then normal. Of course there also wasn't any hired help on the weekends, so that way Clark could use his abilities without fear of being seen. So really he was doing the work of about 20 people. He was done by 9 am. He could have finished it sooner, but he had learned a long time ago that if he did things to fast they didn't come out right. So although he did them at an unbelievable rate, for him he was taking his time. Which was a good thing, since he took several long moments to day dream about Lana.


Even as he returned to home, he couldn't help but wonder what she was doing. If she was thinking about him. He also wondered if he could consider her his girlfriend yet, or was it still to early for that yet. He entered the kitchen and kissed his mother on her forehead. His father was drinking a cup of coffee, one of the good things about having Clark around was that his father could actually take weekends off to actually relax. Otherwise he'd probably have to work 7 days a week like most other farmers. They didn't produce anymore then what they needed. That way things never looked suspicious to anyone. "You get the south 40 done?"

"Yep dad, all done. Also finished the work on the tractor, so you'll be good to go Monday morning." Clark told his father.

"Where are you going to do now? SInce you have the rest of the day all to yourself." his mother asked him

"Lana invited me to go over and go swimming." he replied.

"Ah going out with Lana again, things are getting serious." Jonathon commented.

A towel came out of nowhere and hit Jonathon in the face "Oh don't worry about your father Clark, he's just teasing you." She said reassuring her son. "You go and enjoy yourself." she told him.

Clark blushed and then went upstairs to his room grabbed a change of clothes, then took his shower. When he was done he was in his red boxer style swim trunks. He put on a blue cut off t-shirt and grabbed his red beach towel which he slung on his shoulders. The last thing he put on were his flip flops, a few minutes later he was at the Lang house ringing the door bell.

 

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Lana and Clark - The Pool 1

Bouncing from the trampoline to the back steps Lana ran through the house, sweat sticking parts of her workout gear to her body. Slightly out of breath (or at least seeming to be so) she answered the door, "Hey Clark. Come on in."

“Hi Lana.” Clark said as he entered the house. He thought about kissing her, but wondered if that would be to forward of him. So he took discretion as being the better part of valor. “I didn’t see your parent’s car out front did they go somewhere?” he asked her.

"Yeah, they had to go to Metropolis. So we have the house and pool all to ourselves." She answered as she stepped back, holding the door open for him. "Come on in."

Clark didn’t know whether he should feel relieved by that fact or worried. He decided he was instead relieved by her news. He walked in and followed her. “Looks like you’ve built up quite a sweat there, were you doing some chores? Did I come to early?” he asked still feeling a bit nervous, even though he had told himself he would relax a bit.

"No, I'm fine. I was practicing my flips and stuff. Gymnastics and cheerleading is kinda the same so I get both done at once." Leading the way Lana took Clarks' hand and walked upstairs. Once there she told him. "You can sit on the bed if you want, I'm just gonna grab a quick shower. Sweat and baby powder muck up the filter. At least my father says so."

Stepping into the bathroom she pushed the door closed, but it didn't latch and slowly swung open again. The bedroom mirror seemed to be angled almost perfectly to show the shower.

 

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Lana and Clark - The Pool 2

Once her dirty clothes were in the hamper Lana stepped across the view for a moment, her flawless skin blazingly nude as she stepped into the shower. Within seconds steam was billowing from the open door.

Clark nodded as he sat on Lana’s bed. He didn’t know anything about the filters of swimming pools. In fact the only ones he had ever been in, until a few years ago, was the school pool, and Lana’s as a kid. He had been over to Lex’s pool since they met, it was even larger then the one at the school. “Thanks for inviting me today, after working out in the south 40 this morning, this will be quite a treat.” He said as he looked around her room. His hands were sweating even worse then they had last night. Fortunately she was in her bathroom at the time so she couldn’t see it.

He chuckled silently as he thought about how nervous he was at the moment. He was never this nervous before a game. Course he knew that no one could hurt him on the field, and it was usually him trying to go out of his way to not hurt any of the others. But whenever he was with Lana he felt as if he had hundreds of butterflies in his stomach. And the fact that the door to her bathroom had swung open wasn’t making things any easier. He would try and look away from the mirror that was showing him everything that was going on in the shower, but being a normal teenager his curiosity would get the better of him and his eyes would wander back to the mirror.

Sticking her head under the shower head Lana soaked her hair thoroughly for a moment before adding shampoo. Copious amounts of the white goo, much of which dripped from her hair and splattered across her firm breasts, before sliding down to drip from tight and aroused nipples. the idea of HIM in her bedroom. Naked but for shorts and sandals.

 

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Lana and Clark - The Pool 3

Taking a wash clothe she slid it slowly and luxuriously across her arms and legs, gently caressing the place between her legs. Not to much though, she shuddered to think what he would think if her moans of pleasure were to escape the bathroom while he was out there.. waiting for her.

Once she'd managed to clean all the sweat and grime for her smooth skin and slender form Lana shut the water off and opened the shower curtain. Looking at the fogged bathroom mirror she took a moment to dry off. Oblivious to her form being revealed to Clark. Granted not every detail was visible, but enough to show she was naked as the day she was born.

Clark took several deep breaths trying to calm himself, his eyes were glued to the mirror and he watched everything she did until he heard the water shut off. Then began to look else where in her room, focusing on her trophies from horse riding competitions. Seeing that it wasn’t helping him calm down, he stood up and walked over to them to get a close up view. He only hoped it would help calm him and the erection he had developed from watching Lana in the shower.

Wrapping a towel around herself Lana stepped from the bathroom. Looking at Clark she giggled, “Forgot my swimsuit,” she said. Twirling her finger she directed him to turn around.

"Oh yeah sure." he said and did as she had asked.

Once Clark had turned Lana stepped out of the bathroom, the towel loosely wrapped around her. Walking over to the dresser she opened a drawer and looked through it trying to find the right outfit. The towel slowly slipping lower and lower. Just as she reached into the drawer to get the right bikini, the towel dipped amazingly low. Squealing she grabbed at it, halting the naughty fabric just as it dared to reveal the upper crest of her buttocks, the soft skin revealed in it’s perfection.

 

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Lana and Clark - The Pool 4

“Are you okay?” Clark asked. He had started to turn to face her thinking that perhaps something had happened. But he caught himself at the last minute remembering her state of undress. He started imaging how she looked beneath that towel of hers and as soon as he did his body began to react to his thoughts.

“I’m fine,” she stammered. “I just dropped the towel is all. Don’t look yet.” She added. Moving back tot he bathroom she looked over her shoulder.. then through the towel at Clark’s back, closing the door before he could turn and look.

With the door firmly closed she slipped the bikini on and maneuvered every fabric into the proper place, making sure it shower her off to the best effect. Without showing everything she had.

At last she opened the door and stepped back into the bedroom, the tiny and very fitting bikini showing off insane amounts of skin. “Ready?” she asked.

Clark had bent down to pick up the towel that he had felt hit him. When he looked up his mouth fell open as he saw Lana in her bikini, and as always she was gorgeous. It took him a few moments, but eventually he was able to answer her. “Yeah… I’m ready when you are.”

"I'll say you are," Lana murmured as she walked past him, her hips swaying. Somehow the bikini made her walk seem even more.. enticing.

“Oh.. we seriously need to find you something.. hmm.. better..”

 

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Lana and Clark - The Pool 5

“Huh? What do you mean better?” he asked as he followed her. His eyes naturally wandering to her hips as they moved back and forth. The shiny bronze skin that showed to the sides of the small black thin piece of cloth.

"Well.. something that shows.. you. I mean the surfer shorts are ok.. if you're surfing." Lana said, looking back over he shoulder to see if he was following. Seeing where his eyes were focused she laughed lightly.

“Gee Lana, I’m not sure about that.” Clark told her. It came out as if he was being overly shy, and in away he was. Especially if he were to get an erection in anything smaller. That was one of the reasons he never joined the swim team.

“I’m not talking banana hammock.. just something that shows off you legs. And your cute butt.” Jumping the last couple steps Lana ran out the back door, laughing.

“Cute butt?!” he whispered to himself and then followed her out the back door and to the pool. “I’m not sure about that, don’t know if I feel comfortable wearing anything smaller. But I might look into a new suit.” He told her as he walked towards her.

Turning around Lana faced Clark and wriggled her eyebrows, then jumped backwards landing butt first on the trampoline. Flipping up and backwards she did a triple backflip and half twist, diving into the water smooth and clean.

Clark found himself clapping at what Lana had just accomplished. It was a beautiful dive. Not wanting to be shown up, but also not wanting to give away his secret in any way. He climbed up onto the trampoline and then after a few bounces he jumped up and twisted as he went through the air until he connected with the water feet first.