Chances Aren't
cold?" She asks.
    I open my mouth to speak, but nothing comes out so I shake my head no like a moron. Smiling, she dives in, goes fully underwater swimming to the far side of the pool, with her cute little ass poking out of the water as she does it. I can't tear my eyes from her. She turns, pushing off the wall and swims toward me. She stops three feet away and bounces up and down in the water in front of me with her full breasts glimmering in the moon light. "I've never done this before."
    "What?"
    "Skinny dip."
    "Oh, yeah skinny dip," I reply desperately trying to mask my disappointment that she didn’t say something a little different. "It feels pretty good, right?"
    "It does." Bringing a finger to her lips, she nibbles on it briefly then says. "Can I ask you something?"
    "Yeah, sure."
    "Do you think I'm sexy?"
    I scoff. "You're kidding, right?"
    "No, I don't think Tom thinks I'm sexy anymore."
    "You've got to be kidding. I haven't blinked since you took off your suit. Actually, no since I saw you sitting on the edge of the pool."
    Shaking her head, she gives me a weak smile. "Thanks." Her lip quivers as a tear falls from her eye and she turns away.
    "Hey, what's wrong?"
    "He cheated."
    "Tom cheated on you?"
    "Yes, on some business trip last summer with this woman from work."
    "He told you this?"
    She turns back to me. "He admitted it after I found a text message from her."
    "Shit."
    "Yeah, shit." She takes a deep breath and looks me in the eye. "I've never cheated on him."
    "It must have been some kind of temporary insanity thing. I mean, look at you. I'm sure he would never do it again."
    "Oh, he begged me to stay with him and promised me it would never happen again, but I just can't get past it."
    "I'm sure it meant nothing. It was just sex. Sex makes people do crazy things. Look at Jodi Arias and that crazy bitch from Georgia."
    "Yeah, I guess, but..." Her words trail off as she turns away from me in the water.
    "You love him, right?"
    "I think I still do."
    "You guys will get past this. I'm sure." I ask hopefully, "You guys do a lot of things together, right? Like, watch TV, workout, or—"
    "No."
    "Oh, well, maybe you could start. You should develop a common interest. Like take a dance class or something, maybe, uh, square dancing."
    She wipes a tear from her eye and chuckles. "You think we should square dance?"
    Shrugging my shoulders, I say, "Doesn't have to be dancing."
    "You're cute."
    I look away from her. "No, I'm an old man."
    "No, you're cute." Gently taking hold of my face with her hands, she directs my eyes to hers. "And sexy too."
    "Really, I, uh—"
    Suddenly her lips are on mine, softly at first then as the heat rises between us I move to her, wrapping my arms around her. I can feel her breasts pressing against my chest and my erection poking against her belly. Her hands slide down my body to my hips and she pulls me closer still. I slide my tongue between her lips and kiss her more deeply.
    I pull away slightly from her and gasp. "Wait, you're gorgeous. This is... you, don't want to do this. You'll regret it."
    "I do." Nodding her head, she looks deep into my eyes with her lips parted. "I need to do this."
    "As much as I'd like to do this. I mean, I really, really want to do this." I blink a few times just to be sure I'm not sleeping. "In fact, I think I already came twice."
    Chuckling, she runs a hand over my chest gazing at my neck. "I hope not."
    "Don't you think it's probably a bad idea?"
    She shakes her head no and presses her lips to mine. Panting, I make some sort of gurgling sound as I wrap my arms around her and scoop her up under her thighs as she wraps her legs around me. Lifting her higher, I kiss her breast, wildly searching for her nipple until I finally find it sucking it inside my mouth.
    She gasps, wrapping her arms around my head and pulling me closer. I hear what sounds like a whimper and pull away from her, catching another tear sliding down her face.
    "No, don't stop."
    Gasping for

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