The Pool Boy - rvplymates & RichCranium

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The Pool Boy - rvplymates (Open)

Marie Wallace
35
Divorced
Blonde, blue eyes, 5' 4

The sun was hot and Marie was sweltering in the heat and getting annoyed as the pool boy had not arrived yet. Her long wavy blond hair felt hot on her neck and back. All she wanted to do was dive in the pool but she knew it had to be cleaned. She heard a clattering sound at the side of her house and looked there. Sure enough there he was pulling his equipment along. She stood up, her breast high and proud as she stood with her hands on her hips, "Its about time, what kept you", she shouted at the younger man.

 

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Marie was tapping her foot with impatience as she watched the pool boy drag all his equipment into the pool area. She couldn't believe the company he worked for did not given him some kind of cart. She felt a bit sorry for him but knew she could not back down especially from the help as she knew if she did show sympathy for him she would probably wind up being the last on his list of people that he had to service. She continued to tap her toe as if she was impatient with him as he apologized and gave so many excuses for being late that she was getting angry once more.

Finally he realized that she did not want to hear his excuses and before she could tell him to get to work he apologized and turned to the pool. I could see you were assessing it so I knew you were getting down to business so I sat down on my lawn chair and watched you. Suddenly you spoke, "It doesn't look too bad! I can fish out those leaves and reset your filters. Something must have gotten sucked into your intake! Probably a bunch of leaves fell off during those storms last week! I'll go clear it and you'll be swimming in no time, Miss Wallace!"

I nodded my head satisfied that you knew what you were talking about. I asked, "How long will all that take." I was a lot calmer than I was when you arrived.

 

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I let my body relax as well as my mind as I relaxed on my lawn chair. I felt a bit sorry that I had been a bit nasty to you. You seemed nice and I felt sorry that you did not have some way to carry you equipment. The company you worked for must be too cheap to provide that for you but than again your services are cheap for me which is a good thing. I watched as you moved to the pump casing and smiled a bit as you were looking for the problem right away instead of just putting the chemicals into the pool. I looked at you from time to time and was satisfied you were doing your job.
I closed my eyes and suddenly I heard your voice and opened them again, "Unless something is actually broken, it should be really quick. If the filter is just clogged with some leaves and alge,. I'll crank up the pump motors, add some cleaner fluid, and clean out any possible blockages. I have a new filter in the truck. I'll switch in and have the water clean enough for you to use in no time. I can scoop out those parts in the pool in no time. You should be able to hop in in about an hour,.. maybe two or three if you are sensitive to chlorine. I'll come by first thing tomorrow morning and re-adjust the pump and install another brand new filter if that's ok with you. This time tomorrow, it'll be even clearer than Cozumel!... and cleaner too!"

I told you, "It sounds good to me". I closed my eyes again and relaxed. My eyes snapped open as you called out again, "Hey! Good news, Miss Wallace.. looks like your filter is still practically new!" I looked at you a little annoyed but manage not to say something nasty. After all I need to keep my pool boy. I had already lost 3 of them because of my lack of patience. I called out, "That's good" and closed my eyes once more.

I heard you cough and opened my eyes again as you said, "hmm. uh,.. well, .. thats one mystery solved." I saw you toss something aside and got up and made my way over by you and picked up the object. I frowned and said, "What is this." I look at you and asked, "What is this?", once more.

 

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I frowned as I got up from the chair and moved toward you. I looked at the bodysuit on the ground. I shook my head as I spoke, not actually to you as I was stunned, "I don't wear body suits at all." I picked it up and tried to think of someone I knew who would fit such a thing. I shook my head no as none of my husbands or my friends wore such a thing. Hum I though my husband is having an affair.

Suddenly you spoke breaking my concentration, "Um,.. I don't know, Ma'am." I looked at you and frowned as I did not know why you said that. I could not remember our conversation. I watched as you turned back to the filter pump and began to work again. Suddenly you spoke to me, "It's no big deal. ... I mean,. it looks like one of your.. swimsuits got sucked up in the intake valve. Your system is designed for a much larger pool, so it's pretty stout. Maybe you forgot it out on the deck or dropped it somewhere,.. the wind blew it into the pool,and it ended up wrapped around your filter!"

I growled out, "This is a bodysuit, I do not wear such a thing in my pool. None of my friends do either. Something is going on here that I am not aware of. I watched you work wondering if I could hire you to keep tabs on my husband. I wondered if you would do such a job. Finally I asked, "Would you consider taking on the job of watching my pool to see if someone is sneaking into it at night?" I was careful not to tell you what I was really thinking.