Learning To Swim For Real

Chapter 10: Honesty

Kelsey entered Jack's bedroom, wearing nothing but her white robe. It was unbelted, and he could see a strip of her naked flesh, from her neck, all the way down to her sex. She walked slowly toward him, where he was sitting up in bed.

"Hi, Jack," she said with a low laugh.

"What are you doing?" he asked, swallowing.

"Isn't this what you wanted?" she asked, pulling the sheet off him.

They both looked down at his huge, throbbing erection.

"Wow," Kelsey breathed, bending forward. Jack could feel her warm breath tickling his length.

She straddled him, slipping the robe off her shoulders and letting it slide back onto the bed. Jack could only stare at her breasts, which were milky white, with dark pink nipples, hard and erect, right in the middle.

His glance drifted down to her sex. Her pubic hair was shaved into a small, neat, triangle.

Interesting.

She rose up on her knees and lowered herself deliciously onto him, enveloping him inside her, and they were fucking.

He looked up at her, and she was riding him, and he was coming already, and it was mind-blowing.

"Fuck me, Jack," she said, looking into his eyes. "Fuck. Me. Jack. Jack. Jack. Jack--"

"Jack!"

He sat straight up in bed, automatically pulling the sheet up to cover himself, looking around wildly.

"Jack? Are you still in bed?" He could hear Kelsey calling through the open window.

"Yeah," he answered, pulling even more sheets onto his lap, even though there was absolutely no way she could possibly see into his room from the porch, which must be where she was.

"What are you doing?" she asked. "It's ten after eleven. Didn't you have practice?"

"Uh, practice got canceled this morning," he explained, so I just went for a run and got back in bed. I guess I overslept. Sorry, I'll be out in ten minutes, okay?"

"Oh, okay," she said, and he could hear her footsteps retreating down the walkway.

He looked down at himself.

God, what a mess. He hadn't done this in years. Seeing Kelsey naked, even just for those few seconds, had really done a number on his mind.

Sighing, Jack got out of bed, stripped it, stripped himself, threw everything in the washing machine, and hopped in the shower to rinse off before going out to the pool.

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"Jack, are you all right?" Kelsey asked. He wasn't acting like someone who'd gotten extra sleep. In fact, he wasn't acting like himself at all. She herself had jumped right in the water, ready to work on her flip turns, and Jack's mind seemed to be orbiting Pluto or something. She put a hand on his shoulder.

"I'm fine, what do you mean?" he asked, jerking his shoulder out from under her hand.

"Jesus, I'm sorry," Kelsey said, chastened. "You just seemed out of it, that's all. Never mind, okay?" She let out a deep breath and readjusted her goggles, trying again to do the somersault without holding her nose.

"Just blow bubbles out your nose while you do it," Jack said for the hundredth time. "If there's air coming out, then water can't go in, see?" He ran his hand through his hair in frustration. "Watch while I do it--"