Jon and the neighbours daughter (closed for Goldenbraid)

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Jon Derby and his wife Kerry had split up after years of marriage. Jon was devastated, but they had drifted apart and eventually made the mutual decision to go their separate ways.

Since she left, Jon had busied himself by getting back into running, and spending time sorting out the yard and garden. He had finally motivated himself to install a small pool in the back garden, surrounded by low shrubs and with some nice evening lighting. It couldn't be overlooked by any of the neighbours.

His neighbours were pretty normal quiet families and couples. The Anderson to the right were in their 50s, so a little older than Jon in his 40s, but he got on well with them, making small talk etc.

The Crightons to the left were I their late 30s. They were always having people over, male friends, the odd female, and the odd couple. Many of whom he never saw more than once or twice again. They had a daughter called Emma, 18 and a son Jack who was 21 and at Uni.

Jon always was polite and passed the time of day with them all. After a conversation with David Anderson one day, Jon discovered his break up was the talk of the neighbourhood. David told him that several of the single housewives had shown quite an interest. Jon laughed, he wasn't sure he was ready for that. David told him that the men had been more interested in knowing about all of the yard work he had been doing.

Jon showed David the pool and said that David and his wife Janet were welcome to use it sometime. That night came round quickly and Jon looked out of his window to see them kissing in the secluded pool as David undid Janet's bikini top. Jon left them to it, closed his blinds and lay on the bed and drifted off to sleep.

A few days later he bumped into Emma Crighton. Jon was just finishing his run when she came running in the opposite direction. "Hi Mr Derby," said Emma. Jon replied, saying he thought it would be OK for her to call him Jon.
"So Jon", she replied "I'm glad I bumped into you. I overheard the Andersons tailing about your awesome pool and how you let them use it, and I wondered.... We'll I wondered if I could get some time in it? Please"

Jon laughed, so his pool was now the talk of the neighbourhood. Better that than his failed marriage he supposed.

"I guess so, Emma" Jon spoke. "you can use it when I am at work. Let yourself through the side gate, and it's at the back where the shrubs are. I will make sure it's nice and warm"

Emma smiled and bounced up and down In joy. Jon couldn't help but notice her firm breasts jiggling as she did so. "ah to be young again" he thought to himself.
 
Jon Derby and his wife Kerry had split up after years of marriage. Jon was devastated, but they had drifted apart and eventually made the mutual decision to go their separate ways.

Since she left, Jon had busied himself by getting back into running, and spending time sorting out the yard and garden. He had finally motivated himself to install a small pool in the back garden, surrounded by low shrubs and with some nice evening lighting. It couldn't be overlooked by any of the neighbours.

His neighbours were pretty normal quiet families and couples. The Anderson to the right were in their 50s, so a little older than Jon in his 40s, but he got on well with them, making small talk etc.

The Crightons to the left were I their late 30s. They were always having people over, male friends, the odd female, and the odd couple. Many of whom he never saw more than once or twice again. They had a daughter called Emma, 18 and a son Jack who was 21 and at Uni.

Jon always was polite and passed the time of day with them all. After a conversation with David Anderson one day, Jon discovered his break up was the talk of the neighbourhood. David told him that several of the single housewives had shown quite an interest. Jon laughed, he wasn't sure he was ready for that. David told him that the men had been more interested in knowing about all of the yard work he had been doing.

Jon showed David the pool and said that David and his wife Janet were welcome to use it sometime. That night came round quickly and Jon looked out of his window to see them kissing in the secluded pool as David undid Janet's bikini top. Jon left them to it, closed his blinds and lay on the bed and drifted off to sleep.

A few days later he bumped into Emma Crighton. Jon was just finishing his run when she came running in the opposite direction. "Hi Mr Derby," said Emma. Jon replied, saying he thought it would be OK for her to call him Jon.
"So Jon", she replied "I'm glad I bumped into you. I overheard the Andersons tailing about your awesome pool and how you let them use it, and I wondered.... We'll I wondered if I could get some time in it? Please"

Jon laughed, so his pool was now the talk of the neighbourhood. Better that than his failed marriage he supposed.

"I guess so, Emma" Jon spoke. "you can use it when I am at work. Let yourself through the side gate, and it's at the back where the shrubs are. I will make sure it's nice and warm"

Emma smiled and bounced up and down In joy. Jon couldn't help but notice her firm breasts jiggling as she did so. "ah to be young again" he thought to himself.
Nice start. Look forward to seeing how this develops
 
Emma was so happy she more ran home than jogged, heading up stairs to start collecting and planning for her use of the pool, in fact she had half her stuff packed in her beach bag or picked out when she realized she’d forgot to ask when and how long he worked!



She ended up having to ask for the number from her parents, and tell them why she needed it, so she could call Mr. Derby….. Jon…. and find out when he worked and the hours he did…… thank god no one can see you blush on a cell phone.



Emma took the first opportunity she could, to use Jon’s pool, excitedly opening the gate he’d indicated to enter, and was joyfully awed at the sight, and the utter peacefulness. It wasn’t like she didn’t have chances to swim other places, there was a public pool, but it general had kids around, sometimes almost overrun by then, and though she had been a kid not long ago herself it was a bit hard when you wanted to just hang out quietly. And there was also beach, more room so less trouble with kids, but you had to sometimes fight for the good spots and the were often guys hitting on you and such, and even worst the perverts and letches either flirting and making bold passes or ogling you with binoculars from somewhere around. Here she had the place to herself, no waiting, no crowds, no noise…... perfect.



She smiled as she placed her bag down and spread her beach towel out near the pool edge, then slipped her coverup off, smoothing out her one-piece swimsuit. She worn her red one-piece suit with the yellow bands as she though it likely more proper when using a neighbor's pool on their property, even if she was technically alone since Mr. Derby was working.



She sighed as she slipped into the water and felt the warmed water surround her…. Jon had heated it to just the right temperature she thought, he was a saint, and she took a slow swim around the pool enjoying it greatly. She alternated between swimming and just floating relaxingly till she was satisfied, and a bit tired, then climbed out, stretching out on her towel as lay there letting the sun shine down on her and start to dry her with it’s warm rays….. up, this she could get use to.



She closed her eyes as she lay there in heaven…….
 
"Work was a killer today. So stressful" I say to myself as I drive home. "I really didn't need those extra meetings, and then the air con going on the fritz didn't help either. A nice cold beer and a relax is what I'm going to do"

I turn into the drive and park up. Heading inside I take off my suit and decide to chill at the pool. I put on my trunks, head down to the kitchen and grab a 4 pack, and head out of the patio doors.

As I plod down towards the pool, I see wet footprints. They're drying pretty quick in the afternoon sun. Then I remember Emma was going to be using the pool. I must have just missed her.

I reach the pool and laugh to myself, "not even lucky enough to get a glimpse of the hot girl next door in her bikini"

Easing myself into the pool, my body slowly relaxes. I drink a couple of beers just enjoying the peace and quiet. Glancing to my right I see a bottle of suncream on the poolside. Emma must have left it.

I think to myself what she must have looked like. Oiled up laying on her towel , sunning herself.

I get hard.

I imagine her asking me to oil her back. Imagine running my hands over her soft perfect skin.

I stroke myself

I imagine her turning over, and asking me to rub the oil all over. She moans as I do. In my mind I see her nipples harden. I see her notice the erection in my trunks.

Right now, in my pool, all alone...I groan as I cum hard.

"fucking hell Jon, you dirty bugger. All that from seeing her suncream." I laugh out loud.

After finishing my beers, I climb out of the pool set it to drain and refill, and head inside to fix dinner. Trying not to think about the big meeting scheduled for the next day. Another fucking meeting.
 
Emma was feeling a bit thrilled as she passes through the gate, remembering how much she’d enjoyed yesterday.



She followed the same routine, setting down her bag and spreading out her beach towel as she glance happily around the pool area and it’s peaceful, secluded setting. She removed her cover-up, this time wearing her blue and white two-piece swimsuit, though she still thought it was more proper to wear a one-piece, she felt that her more normal suit was fine. After all she concluded, no one was around, no one even could really see her coming over here, so what did it matter….. there was no one to even know what she wore.



So, she eased into the warmed water with a sigh, swimming about floating and even a bit of frolicking as she enjoyed herself, going till she was again a bit tired then climbed out, laughing as she saw her bottle of missing suntan lotion sitting by the edge.



“Oops.” She giggled. “Glad Mr. Derby didn’t find this. First use and I’m sort of leaving litter behind me. Not a good impression.”



She started to apply the lotion, frowning as she brushes past her suit’s bands, one of the troubles with tanning…. tan lines. You could even see the slight color difference where her one-piece yesterday had covered more area. She thought of a girl from school she’s met at the last slumber party and her even tan, she’d been so jealous, but the girl’s family was well-to-do, and she’d been able to go to a tanning salon for her tan. Emma wasn’t as lucky as she’d only be able get a tan like that the old fashion way, and that was out and totally impossible….. or was it?



She was alone here, and it was completely secluded, no one and no way for anyone to know. She glanced around carefully, then before she lost her nerve, removed her top, setting it aside and applying lotion to the new spots, kind of making sounds as she rubbed the cream into places not usually creamed. She lay on her stomach, so her breasts were still sort of covered and smiled as the feel of the sun’s rays on her back… her whole back. It felt really nice she mused and lay there enjoying the sensation, then after awhile, paused a bit before turning over to lie on her back, making a funny noise as the sun shun on her bare breasts, almost feeling like the warm rays were caressing her nipples and such.



Now this felt great, she giggled and lay there really loving the new sensation this bit of naughty fun brought her. This was the life….. or the joy of a private pool…..
 
"I need to get a new job, or at least we need to get rid of the assholes at this one" I thought to myself as I climbed into my car and headed out of the parking lot. Earlier than planned.

Earlier, because the big meeting had been cancelled.

The big meeting cancelled, because some ass hole thought a game of tennis with a buddy was more important.

More important than the hours of hard work, the late nights, the stress, the sacrifices made by him, the others, in order to field the proposals by the deadline. The deadline which was today, except now it wasn't. Because some guys wanted to hit their fuzzy little balls around a tennis court with each other. Wankers!

I must have had my foot down as I reached the neighbourhood quicker than I expected. I slowed down, the HOA could be assholes too, they even had a subdivision that dealt with vehicle offences like parking and speeding. So I slowed down. Slowing down meant the car went into hybrid mode. Which meant it was quieter.

I got home and the thoughts of yesterday came flooding back. A few beers in the pool again sounds good. I grabbed my stuff and headed out back.

Of course I was a bit earlier than yesterday, although I hadn't given it much thought as I carried the beer bottles in my hand, the glass chinking together making an almost musical sound. I arrived at the pool area and stepped through the shrubs.

"Emma! You're still here I see today. Sorry, I'm back from work early, a meeting was cancelled. I will leave you to it"

Emma was sitting there, looking a little flustered and surprised. Wearing a blue and white two piece swimsuit. She was a little breathless. Seeing her like that her body glistening from her recovered suncream, made thoughts of my fantasy (is that what it was?) from yesterday flash in my mind.
"control yourself man, don't be getting a biner in front of the neighbours daughter" I said to myself
 
The sound of clinking glass approaching almost made Emma jump out of her skin.



Though logically it would be Jon, his place, his pool, she was totally sure who it might be, so sat up quickly, nearly scrambling to garb her swimsuit top and get it back on, barely having a few seconds to spare as Jon appeared through the shrubbery.



Breathing a bit heavy, she tried to calm herself as she answered him. “That’s okay Mr. Der…… I mean Jon. I likely should get back home.” She told him. “Besides it is your pool after all, you should have first dibs.”



She quickly packed her stuff, trying to look calm as she thought about what could have happened if she’d dozed off, or hadn’t heard the bottle he was carrying make sound. Wondering if she should have been less bold with her attempt at sunbathing topless, but it had been fun, so despite the near miss, she giggled as she walked back to her house……
 
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