Travis exited his house and set off down the block in a steady jog. Though the basketball season wouldn't start till fall, his coach no doubt wanted his players to stay in shape over the summer. Besides, running through the neighborhood would help familiarize him with the new locale.
His parents had moved to a new house across town just a week ago, so everything around here was still new. The houses were bigger here, with smaller front yards and spacious expansions in the back. Seemed like every other one had a pool. Pity his parents hadn't sprung for one.
Still, he did have the Norris one next door. Bill Norris was about 5'10" and probably approaching 40. He'd seemed friendly enough when he'd come over to say hello. His jokes were lame, but the guy had welcomed Travis to use the pool anytime he wanted. Hard not to like the guy a little.
Travis' feelings regarding the Bill's wife were much less equivocal. Cathy Norris was a stone cold fox who had curves for days. Seriously, he hadn't seen breasts that big on a woman that slender outside of some clearly Photoshopped images on the Internet. Just thinking about the luscious brunette had him a bit stiff.
She was a stay-at-home mom looking after their firstborn, but even in ratty shorts and a shirt with baby food stains, she'd looked incredible. Travis kept looking over the fence hoping to catch her in a swimsuit, but he'd had no luck thusfar. She'd come out to chat a few times when he came over to swim, but always dressed like a soccer mom.
Still, he thought she might be interested, if only just a little. Bill was an okay-looking guy, but he was a bit flabby around the middle. Surely a hot number like Mrs. Norris had to crave something taut and muscular like Travis. He was pretty sure he'd caught her gaze lingering on his six-pack a time or two. Certainly the girls at school liked his physique, particularly when he took it all off. Travis figured Mrs. Norris probably wouldn't be much different. He just had to get her to take that first step.
Travis finished his run as he returned to his block. The summer sun combined with his exertion had sweat pouring off him. He slowed to a walk as he entered his backyard and stripped off his drenched T-shirt. Yeah, his ridges of muscle looked good glinting in the sunlight.
Travis strolled towards the fence to the Norris property. If he was lucky, he might catch Mrs. Norris outside. She favored these little sundresses when she gardened that showed off a delicious amount of thigh. Plus, he still hoped that one day she might go for a swim. He had dreams over what her luscious body might look like in a bikini.
