Looking her reflection in the mirror, Frida ran her shaking hands over Benny's shirt on her. That wasn't an appropriate outfit for a weather like this, but the occasion called for it, or at least she tried to convince herself of that. Swimming in the pool with the cool air from outside seemed absurd, but Benny insisted and she was no one to say no. The plan excited her and she approved at first, but the second thoughts didn't last to appear. What's more? Benny was already in, waiting for her, short of clothes and expecting to see her in the same state.
Even if they shared bed last night, even if he kissed and caressed her body, she was not used to be seen nude, much less by him. It made her anxious, exited too, but anxious in the end. Last night the lights were off, this time there was no darkness to hide. Benny didn't warn her and she didn't bring clothes with her, that's why she kept her underwear and put Benny's white buttons shirt on. It's not a big deal, you can do this, she told herself, shivering not with cold but anticipation.
Frida crossed the long picture window and Benny appeared on her visual field; he was leaning on one of the edges of the pool at the bottom, his hair was soaked and his body submerged in the water. He had his back to her which allowed her to appreciate his entire backside. Frida swallowed hard at realizing she'd been staring at his ass during an excessive amount of time. But god, it was so... Her feet touched the stone floor and she shivered sightly, it wasn't cold but fresh enough to want to put on proper clothes.
"Hey." Frida met herself known. Benny turned at her call and a big smile appeared on his lips, on his entire face in fact. Frida felt her cheeks burn when Benny, leaning now on the elbows, looked shamelessly over her body, as if it were the most casual gesture between them.
"Finally." He smiled wider. "I thought I'd need to walk in and make you come."
"I was doubting, not gonna lie." She chuckled, approaching.
"It's better than it seems, believe me."
"Aren't you cold?"
"Not at all." He pointed in. The pool had lights underwater, it was perfect for a little crew. "Jump."
Frida walked to the pool, keeping her arms around her so the shirt wouldn't open. "I'll stay here for now. Give me time." Carefully, she took a seat on the edge, dipping her legs. "Woah."
"Does it feel good?" He approached walking, taking his time to drink her view. She looked so pure on his shirt yet so sexy. It drove him crazy.
"It's actually so good." The water was perfectly heated, their legs felt instantly welcomed.
"I might not have the stables ready nor a garden, but what about my pool?" He bragged.
"I wonder why?" She splashed him with her foot. Benny tipped her toe and moved closer until her legs were trapped between his torso and the pool wall. "Hey!"
"Watch out. You could hurt someone." He teased her.
"A few splashes of water never killed anyone."
"Why don't you enter?"
Frida shook her head, still doubtful. She brushed his wet hair, his eyebrows were soaking too, even though the water was well heated his lips were colored light purple. "I don't want to get your shirt wet."
"I don't care, I always keep an extra shirt on the back of my car, just in case."
"You should have warned me you had planned to invite me into your pool so I would've brought clothes, just in case!" She pulled his hair playfully.
"It was part of the surprise! Leave me alone."
"Not even a towel."
"I have one, too."
