The Long Weekend

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Paul closed the car trunk and kissed his wife goodbye. "Now don't miss that flight," he joked, "I've got so much planned for the weekend, I won't be able to come back and pick you up until at least tomorrow."

Truth was, he had very little going on. He was looking forward to some quiet time around the house and sleeping for 8 straight hours without their new son waking them up to be fed. But he didn't want her to know that.

Paul kissed his son, and then his wife one last time "I'll miss you," he smiled at her. "Give your mom my best and I will see you Monday afternoon."

And like that they were off... through the terminal doors and in the security line.

Paul took a deep breath, smiled and got back in the car, feeling the thrill of being on his own time. He cranked the radio up, put on his sun glasses and left the departure loop of the airport.

He had barely made it to the freeway before he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. Assuming it was his wife calling to tell him that she forgot a toy or the diaper bag, he turned down the radio and pushed the answer button on his blue-tooth ear piece.

But instead of hearing his wife on the other end as he expected...
 
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"I understand exactly what you're telling me Jonas, and I promise I will be there as quickly as possible," Thomas Wilkerson said, frustration clearly evident in his voice. The fact that he was trying to hold the cell phone and put his shoes on at the same time wasn't helping his disposition. "Just give me a few minutes to make some arrangements and I'll be on my way."

After quickly tying his shoes, Thomas stood, slipping his cell phone into his pocket and started packing an overnight bag. It was supposed to be his day off, but a phone call from his boss had shattered whatever opportunity he would have had to actually relax. One of the companies biggest clients was about to be front page news, and not in a good way. Thomas' job was damage control, and for that he was going to have to meet with the client as soon as possible. Unfortunately, that meant driving six hours, and most likely staying overnight.

With his bag packed, Thomas headed downstairs to let his daughter, Kari, know about his business trip. He knew she would probably be disappointed, since they had planned to spend the weekend together, but he would just have to make it up to her.

"Hey, bad news, kiddo," he said as he stepped out onto the patio where she was having her lunch. "I've got to go out of town on an emergency. I should be back tomorrow night at the latest."

"Oh, okay," Kari replied, looking up from her magazine. "I hope everything's okay."

"I'm sure it will be. I'm just sorry we won't be able to spend the weekend together," he said, glancing at his watch.

"It's okay, dad," Kari said with a smile. "I'll be fine. Go take care of your emergency, save the day, do what you do."

"Thanks, honey," he said, leaning down to give her a kiss on the cheek. "I'm gonna call Paul and ask him to check in on you. If you need something and you can't reach me on the phone, just go next door and let Paul know, okay?"

"Sure thing," Kari agreed.


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"Thom? Thom! Is that you?" Paul asked hearing his neighbor's voice in the background. Had his neighbor pocket dialed him?

As Thom finally turned his attention to the phone call, it became clear that it was not a pocket dial. He was rushed and not really making sense, starting and stopping sentences between sending texts to someone. "Listen... leaving town... check on Kari... you're a pal."

By the time Paul got off the phone he was completely frustrated. All he had gathered was that his neighbor was leaving town at the last minute and that he needed Paul to check in on his 18 year old daughter. So instead of sitting around in his boxers drinking a beer, he was going to be babysitting the little girl with braces next door.

Paul sighed. Someday this might be him, he mused. She is older, he reasoned. It's not like she is going to need constant attention. She should actually be fine on her own. He would stop in when he got home, make sure she had his number in case of emergency and then maybe check in on her again if he noticed anything "odd." Really, Thom probably just wanted him as a deterrent from Kari inviting her boyfriend over or something.

As he pulled into his driveway, Paul decided to head over and check in.
 
By the time Kari had finished eating her lunch and reading her magazine it had started to warm up. Deciding to go for a swim, she made her way upstairs to her bedroom and stripped off the comfortable pajamas she'd been wearing all morning. Standing naked in front of her dresser, she shuffled through the various bathing suits she owned trying to decide on which one to wear.

Normally she would wear her blue one piece to swim in, but as she started to reach for it, she remembered what her dad had said about having their neighbor check in on her sometime. Paul was a really nice guy, and a close friend of Kari's dad, but for an older guy, he was also really handsome. The possibility that he might come over while she was swimming, that he might see her in her swimsuit was a little exciting. Maybe, she thought, she should wear something a little more provocative than her one piece.

Pulling a green bikini with yellow trim out of the drawer the teenager smiled to herself. She quickly slipped into the swimsuit and after a couple of adjustments to the top, she checked herself out in the mirror. Kari blushed a little at the thought of wearing the skimpy bikini in front of Paul, or anyone for that matter. She's outgrown it over a year ago. The top barely covered her breasts which had finally started to grow over the last year, and as she turned her back to the mirror she could see that her butt was 'on display' as well.

Content with her decision, Kari bounced back down stairs and out to the pool, a towel and suntan lotion tucked under one arm. She kicked her flip flops off next to one of the deck chairs and dropped the towel and lotion on top before diving into the cool, blue water of the pool. After swimming the length of the pool several times, she climbed back out and took a seat on the chair. As she reached for the suntan lotion, the teenager wondered whether her sexy neighbor would really show up or not...
 
Paul walked across the grass and up to the front door. He rang the doorbell and waited... no answer. He rang the doorbell again, impatiently waiting and dwelling on the fact that his weekend of freedom had been coopted. But as he stood there, it occurred to him that this was not Kari's fault and that he couldn't take it out on her.

After another minute of waiting, Paul actually started to worry. Why wasn't she answering the door? Was she OK? He rang the doorbell one last time, but lost patience and began to peek around the windows to see if he could tell what was happening.

After not being able to see anything in the windows. Paul moved to the fence. Maybe she was just out back and couldn't hear. So he called over the fence "Hey Kari. you back there?"

Paul waited for a moment, but not hearing a response, he opened the gate to the 8 foot fence and walked into the back. That's when he saw her, laying on her towel with her headphones in. No wonder she couldn't hear him.

Paul was about to approach, but paused for just a moment. It had been a while since he had seen Kari. He and her dad had been friends for a long time, but they had been pretty busy of late, and with the baby and all, Paul had been focused on other things. She had grown up a lot over the last year, and, judging from how the bathing suit barely contained her new curves, she was still figuring that out.

Paul found himself noticing how the water was beading on her taught, tan skin before he chided himself "She's a teenager still" he reminded himself. He took a cleansing breath and approached.
 
Before getting too comfortable, Kari ran back inside the house to get her iPod. With her headphones in, she settled back onto her chair, extending her legs out in front of her, and crossing them at the ankles. She sat for several minutes before realizing that she still hadn't put any suntan lotion on.

Sitting up, she grabbed the bottle and squirted a small amount of the creamy white liquid into the palm of her hand. She rubbed it over her arms and shoulders first, then her neck and chest, her fingertips slipping beneath the edge of her bikini top as she covered the exposed portions of her breasts.

She was just beginning to apply lotion to her stomach when she noticed something out of the corner of her eye. Turning her head, she realized that her neighbor, Paul was walking toward her. God, he was sexy! Pulling her earbuds out and tossing them aside, she smiled up at him, "Hey, dad said you might stop by to check on me," the teenager said.
 
"Hey Kari" Paul greeted her, trying not to stare at her young, tight body- the image of her lotioning up her full, round breasts was still lingering. In part to take his mind off his impure thoughts, he started: "Yeah, your pa asked that I just make sure your ok... not that you need it, your practically an adult."

Paul sat on a lounge chair near Kari, relaxing just a little bit. "Look, I won't get in your way or anything." He was trying to treat her like the woman she was becoming and salvage the rest of his evening. "I know it's odd to have the old man from next door checking in on you and ruining your night, so I will get out of your way here in a second. But just so you know, if you need anything, just let me know, OK?"

Paul was going to excuse himself and head back to his house when he realized that he was actually enjoying sitting out in the sun next to Kari. He and his wife used to come over all the time for pool parties, but like most things, that fell to the wayside. Looking for an excuse to linger just a moment longer, Paul motioned to the lotion Kari had just set aside and asked "you want me to put some of that on your back before I head out?"
 
Kari felt a little surge of excitement when Paul sat down in the chair next to hers, happy to see that he was planning on staying at least for a few minutes. She also noticed his eyes flicker across her chest a couple of times, and silently thanked herself for choosing to wear the undersized bikini.

She knew it was silly. He was a married man. He was probably fifteen years older than her, maybe more. And he was best friends with her father. But Kari'd had a little crush on Paul for years. But being alone with him, having his attention focused directly on her, his eyes, his smile, it made her feel good.

"You want me to put some of that on your back before I head out?"

The question pulled the teen girl from her thoughts and back to the moment. It took her a second to process his question. He was offering to put lotion on my back, she suddenly realized. She felt her heart start to beat faster, even as she struggled to keep her excitement from showing.

"I probably should," she replied, reaching down to grab the lotion and hand it to Paul. "I don't want to get burned." As he took the lotion, Kari sat up and turned her back to Paul, glancing at him over her shoulder.
 
Paul moved over behind Kari and picked up the bottle of lotion. He squeezed a generous portion into his palm and set the bottle down. He used his empty hand to brush her hair to the side and began rubbing the lotion into Kari's shoulders.

He carefully smoothed the protectant across her perfect skin, feeling her athletic body soften slightly under his touch. As Paul rubbed, he found himself looking longingly at her neck. As she leaned back into his firm hands, he was again confronted with a gorgeous view of soft curves of her newly developed breasts.

Paul caught himself for a moment and moved quickly to the rest of her back, rubbing along the string of her bikini top and gently down to her lower back. She was so fit and trim. So sexy.. but too young. Too young, he had to remind himself again.

He really needed to get out of there. Not because he wanted to, but because he didn't want to do anything that he would regret.

As Paul was rubbing in the last of the streaks, Kari sighed. And there was just something about it. Maybe it was the sun, or the bikini, or the fact that he and his wife hadn't had sex in over 4 months, but it was just enough to excite him and he felt his member swell slightly in his pants.
 
From the moment she felt Paul's hands on her shoulders, rubbing the suntan lotion into her skin with firm, smooth strokes, Kari could feel herself getting aroused. She knew it was bad, very, very bad, but she couldn't help it. As his hands began to move down her back, the teen leaned back slightly, leaning into his touch, arching her back slightly, her breasts pushing forward. She could feel her nipples beginning to stiffen against the fabric of her bikini top, and when she glanced down she realized that they were poking through the small triangles that covered them. She wondered whether Paul would notice, the thought bringing a smile to her face.

Kari sighed audibly as she felt Paul's hands move down to her lower back. Feeling his fingertips so close to her ass, she felt a little shiver of excitement, wishing he would go a little lower. Then, sensing a bit of hesitation on his part, she turned around and extended her legs out in front of him, taking the lotion.

"I forgot to put any on my legs," the perky teen explained as she began to slowly rub lotion down her thighs. As she did her best to keep Paul's attention on her body, Kari happened to glance down and notice what she thought was a slight bulge in his pants. Just the possibility that he had gotten aroused while putting lotion on her back was enough to make Kari wet.
 
"I forgot to put any on my legs," the perky teen explained as she began to slowly rub lotion down her thighs.

Paul's breath quickened as he panicked for just a moment. "What is she doing to me?" he groaned to himself. Here she was, sitting with her legs spread in front of him, rubbing creamy lotion into her smooth, inner thighs.

Paul was trapped. He didn't know where to look. He tried to keep his eyes focused on her face, but it created a really intense connection. So he looked around to see if anyone was watching, but was reminded of the 8' fence. Then realizing that it felt guilty, like he was intentionally avoiding her gaze because he had done something wrong. Eyes back to meeting hers, too intense, down... shit, he was staring straight at her glorious breasts. Lower.... was that?!?

Apparently her top was not the only thing that was a little small. Sitting with her legs spread like that, her bottoms weren't quite big enough and he could see her lips peeking from behind the green material.

His mouth opened involuntarily. He brought his eyes back to hers yet again, but it was too late. He was now fully aroused. All he could think about was whether her pussy was as smooth as her thighs, and if he were to actually fuck her, how his friend would never, NEVER forgive him.

Paul tried to slide back on the chair so he might leave, but realized he was already up against its back.
 
As Kari continued to tease her neighbor, she could tell he was becoming uncomfortable. His eyes were trying to look everywhere except at her and yet every time she looked up at him, he was checking her out, watching her rub lotion up and down her legs, and glancing at her breasts. The more she thought about the hornier she was getting herself, her nipples swelling even more, and her pussy getting wetter by the moment.

She risked a quick glance down at Paul's lap and was pleased to see that the small bulge she had noticed a few moments before had grown into a full fledged tent in his pants. She wondered to herself just how big his cock was, and what it looked like, even as she leaned back in her chair and spread her legs open more.

Without a word, Kari locked eyes with Paul, then the hand that had been 'innocently' rubbing lotion against her inner thigh moved upward. Sure that he was watching, she began to rub herself through the thin fabric of her bathing suit. She noticed that her bikini had slipped to the side slightly, and knew that her lips were partially exposed. She didn't care. She wanted Paul, and she had no intention of stopping now.

Pulling the bikini bottoms further to the side, Kari rubbed her already wet pussy with her fingertips, her other hand moving to her chest, squeezing one of her breasts firmly.
 
Paul desperately tried to hold Kari's gaze as he tried to think of a way to keep his friendship and marriage from falling apart. But in the periphery of his vision, he noticed her hand was unabashedly rubbing her hard nipple through the fabric of her suit.

His cock had grown to its full 9 inches now and was begging for release.

"Kari..." he mumbled. "What are you doing? Kari, sweetheart. This is so wrong." Paul tried feebly to convince the young woman that she should stop, all the while his eyes fixed on her fingers as they teased her wetness from her fresh, pink pussy. Paul licked his lips...
 
"What's wrong, Paul? Should I stop?" Kari asked, with no intention of stopping. She knew he was right, of course. What she was doing was wrong. What she wanted him to do to her was very wrong, but she couldn't stop herself. And despite his words, the teenager could tell that he didn't really want her to stop. The erection in his pants sent a pretty clear and significant signal.

As Kari pulled the little triangle off her breasts and began to tease her hard nipple, she lifted her foot up to Paul's lap and rubbed her foot against the firm bulge in his pants.

"My dad wanted you to take care of me, right? But he didn't say what that meant did he?" she pointed out as she ran her foot up the length of his erection.
 
"My dad wanted you to take care of me, right? But he didn't say what that meant did he?" she pointed out as she ran her foot up the length of his erection.

Paul watched, mesmerized, as Kari freed and fondled her nipples, but when her foot slid to his penis, his resolve disappeared. "I know it's wrong, Kari..." Paul apologized. "It's just..." he continued to rationalize "you see, it's just been so long since the wife and I... and I know your father wants me to take care of you...just trying to do what he asked..." but the truth was, Paul wasn't thinking about anything except for the soft skin so close to him.

He stopped talking and slid forward on the chair. "Can I just... your just so beautiful...When did you get so grown up?" he asked, reaching his hand towards her.
 
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Seeing Paul lean toward her, his hands reaching for her, Kari's new found bravado crumbled into pieces and was immediately replaced by nervousness and indecision. She suddenly couldn't believe that she had been so brazen with her father's friend. After the way she had exposed herself to him, touched herself in front of him, he was going to expect her to 'pay up', so to speak. And she wanted to, to feel Paul's hands on her body again, to give herself to him and feel him inside of her, but a part of her was afraid. She just needed a minute to think, to slow things down.

"It's getting kind of hot out here, isn't it?" the teenager said as she rolled off her deck chair and stood next to it, looking down at her handsome neighbor. Her right breast was still exposed, her nipple hard and swollen, and her bikini bottoms were still pushed far enough to the side to leave her pussy lips visible. "I think I'll just slip into the pool for a minute."

Kari did her best not to let her anxiety show as she turned her back to Paul and stepped to the edge of the pool. She could feel the older man's eyes on her backside. Just before diving gracefully into the cool water, the blond turned her head to look at Paul over her shoulder, "Wanna join me?"
 
As the girl stood up, Paul took a deep breath. That was intense, he thought to himself, brushing his hair back. He realized now that the girl may look like a woman, but she was really just a teen. Hell, he realized, she was a lot more innocent than her little show would have led him to believe.

He knew that he was facing a crossroads. He could stand up, go to the gate, and remove himself from temptation. Or he could follow it into the pool.

He also knew she still had a lot to learn, despite her bravado. Knew that if he stayed, he would be able to teach her a lot, really show her what was possible.

Paul looked up at her, staring back over her shoulder. He took in her young form, her legs, so smooth, her ass, so firm in that cute, albeit too-small suit. Her back, tan, her skin beckoning him to be the first person who explores it.

Paul stood up and walked over to the pool. He kneeled down and dipped his hand in, the water was cool and felt good. "Kari, I don't know..." he protested feebly. "I don't have a suit and it probably isn't such a good idea for me to stay anyway..."
 
The coolness of the water was just what Kari had needed to try to steady her nerves. Her graceful dive took her nearly half the length of the pool under water before she turned and swam back to the edge where Paul was. As she surfaced and wiped the water from her eyes, she saw that he was now standing at the edge, looking down at her.

"I don't have a suit and it probably isn't such a good idea for me to stay anyway..." Paul said as he bent down and tested the water with his hand.

"Come on, you don't need a swimsuit," Kari assured him as she lifted herself up until her breasts were above the water. "I want you to come play with me. Pleeeassssee?"
 
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Looking down at Kari, with the water glistening off her shoulders was tempting. But when he heard her plead: "Pleeeassssee?" he melted.

Paul stood up and lifted his shirt off over his head. He was pretty well muscled for an older man. A former athlete, he had always managed to take care of himself, even though he hadn't had time for the gym recently, he still tried to get in a run a few times a week.

Paul started to undo his belt, before pausing just a moment. His hard-on had gone down, but, well, he wasn't exactly flaccid either. The good news, he laughed, is that the cool water might help with that.

Quickly Paul stripped to his boxers, hopped up on the diving board and did a front 1.5 somersault before landing in the water (the only trick he retained from his former diving days). He popped up a few feet from Kari and smiled. It wasn't until Kari looked over his shoulder that he realized that the dive had actually pulled his boxers off.
 
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As Paul stood and started to remove his clothing, Kari pushed off the edge of the pool and floated backward toward the center of the pool. She couldn't help but smile as he took off his shirt, revealing his lean, muscular upper body. The teenager had seen her neighbor shirtless before when he was working in the yard, but somehow it seemed different now. Now he wasn't just the older man who she had a vague crush on, though what he was going to be to her now, she couldn't say.

She cheered with glee as Paul did his impressive dive into the water, clapping her hands over her head. As he surfaced in front of her, she noticed something floating just behind him on top the water. When she realized what it was, she burst out laughing.

"That's one way to take your pants off, I guess," she said when she finally managed to stop laughing. Before Paul could do anything, Kari swam quickly past him and grabbed the boxers, tossing them up onto the pool deck out of reach.

"I hate for you to be the only one..." the teenager said as she reached behind her back and untied her bikini top. She removed it and tossed it up near where the boxers had landed. As she bounced in front of Paul, the water lapped at her bare breasts, as if drawing attention to them.
 
Kari's joyful laughter was contagious, and Paul soon found himself laughing at his little mishap. Guess that's why he wore a speedo all those years. But when Kari moved past him swiftly and tossed his boxers onto the deck, he wasn't laughing anymore.

He opened his mouth to protest, but she was already gone, swimming under water to the shallow end.

As she surfaced, he again started his protest. That is, until he noticed her untying her top.

"I hate for you to be the only one..." came her playful offer; and the next thing he knew, Kari's beautiful breasts were bouncing in and out of the water. Paul couldn't help but stare, they were so perfect. Full, round, sensual. The nipples pulled tight into sexy little buttons. His mouth opened involuntarily as he thought about taking those pert pieces of skin between his lips.

"So glad you could join me..." Paul said smiling. "but I can't help but notice that you are still a bit overdressed." Before she could say anything he dove under water and swam towards her. He knew that his years of being a pool rat would give him an advantage as pursued her.

He grabbed at her legs under water, his hands seeking out the bikini bottoms as he tugged and pulled lightly. He felt her toned, shaved legs, and her soft, young skin as she playfully tried to escape. Despite his best efforts, Paul was not able to succeed in removing her bottoms before needing air. He surfaced just a couple feet from her.
 
Kari screamed playfully as she saw Paul dive under the water toward her, clearly intending to remove the rest of her bikini. She frantically attempted to swim away from him, but he was faster. Within moments she felt his hands reaching for her in the water, grabbing at her legs. She wiggled and turned, trying to keep him from getting a good grip at the same time she was trying not to laugh and end up with a mouthful of water. Just as his fingers brushed against her bikini bottom and she felt them start to pull down over her hips, Paul let go and emerged from the water.

"Ha ha, nice try, old man," she joked as she wiped the water from her face, emerging from the water directly in front of him. "Or should I say, dirty old man, trying to get my pants off like that..."

The teen pushed forward until she was just inches away from her sexy neighbor, her bare breasts brushing lightly against his chest as she put her hands on his shoulders. All she could think about was the fact that Paul was naked, and somewhere below the water's surface, was his cock. She wanted to see it so badly, to touch it...but she was still a little wary of getting in too deep too quickly.

"Kiss me..." she said, her voice quieter and softer than before as she looked up into his handsome face.
 
As Kari approached, Paul found himself looking down into her young, curious eyes. Her breasts brushed against his chest, the water making them slip and slide across his skin sensually. He was aroused, he wanted her in the worst way.

It was then that he noticed her hesitate for just a moment, before murmuring quietly for him to kiss her. Afraid that if he was too slow, the moment would disappear again, Paul reached down and slid his hand behind Kari's neck. He lowered himself and pulled her forward to his waiting lips.

Gentle at first, Paul parted his lips and kissed. Feeling her body relax into him, Paul put his arms around the girl and hugged her in closer. "You say 'dirty old man'" he teased, "I say 'perfect coach.'"

As Kari grew more relaxed, Paul started to run his hands over her wet, slippery skin. Drawing his fingers down her arm, he took her hand and slowly moved it to his member, which was stiffening below the surface of the water. "Let me take care of you," he encouraged. "Let me show you how to do this right."
 
Kari had kissed her share of boys before, but as she melted into Paul's arms, and into his kiss, she realized that she'd never been kissed by a real man. Not until that moment. He was firm and strong and sure of himself and she could feel herself becoming aroused almost immediately. Her breasts pressed tight against his chest as he pulled her close, and the feel of her nipples against his skin caused them to start to harden. The hesitation she'd felt before was quickly disappearing as his hands began to move across her body.

"I say 'perfect coach,'" Paul said.

Kari giggled and started to respond to that idea, but before she could Paul was guiding her hand down below the water's surface, down to his penis. She made no attempt to resist and a moment later she held his manhood in her hand, gently stroking it. She'd given a few hand jobs before, but she could tell Paul's cock was bigger than any of the boys she'd fooled around with, and he wasn't even completely hard yet.

"Let me take care of you," he encouraged. "Let me show you how to do this right."

Kari smiled up at him as she continued to stroke his cock, "I like the sound of that. Where should we start?"
 
The water made everything so much more sensual somehow. Her taught skin gliding against his and her erect nipples pressing into him. It had been frustratingly long time he had been this close to a woman, and much much longer since being this close to someone Kari's age. So young, so malleable.

Paul relished in the feel of Kari's hand stroking his thickening rod. Her hands were so soft, her long fingers gliding along his shaft making the blood rush to the wrong part of his body as he tried to think quickly.

"Where should we start?" her sweet voice implored.

"I'd say we have a pretty good start," Paul praised genuinely. "I can tell you've done this once or twice before. But I want you to add just a little twist with your wrist, and don't be shy about stroking my head." Paul coached warmly. Truth was, Kari was really good at this and Paul was thoroughly enjoying the feel of the young girl's firm body; causing his mind to now reel at all the possibilities for the afternoon.
 
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