Dripped In Jealousy

Dipping in a Pool

It's the weekend!!!

And I'm listening to The Weeknd just to get into the mood.

Chase asked me for my phone number and address on Friday so he could pick me up, and right now I'm still gushing about it...but don't tell anyone that...

Anyways, today he said he'd carry me to a 'nice pool'. So now I need a bathing suit. But what kind of style should I got for? Bold? Cute? Sexy? Bad ass? There are so many options. But I think I found something I liked.

It was a two piece jaguar patterned bath suit, with a thick gold hem. And I even had matching heels to go with it.

If I wearing this, Chase will be watching my body like there's no tomorrow.

I put on a black tank top over the swimsuit with some shorts, and finished the look with lipstick. I don't want to go all out on the makeup. Smudges are the last thing I want.

I went down to the kitchen, when Chase texted me for the first time.

Chase♥: Hey. I'm 5 minutes away. I hope your ready for a rough ride ;-)

Oh no he didn't. That was a dirty text!

Me: You can't play that game with me, Chase. I see right through you.

Chase♥: I'm not playing games...😏 I just have a wild imagination.

Me: Well I think you need to tame it.

Just then, I heard a vehicle pull up in front of the house. I grabbed my house keys and went outside.

His white Lamborghini glistening in the sun was so bright, it reminded me that I almost left my sunglasses. I grabbed it off the entrance table and locked the door. By the time I was officially outside, Chase stood there, eyeing my legs as I approached him.

He wore a pair of white beach shorts with a short sleeved button up shirt with a palm tree pattern, finished with tan Calvin Klein shoes. How cute.

I stopped in front of him, raising an eyebrow as he still took in my features.

"You can just let me know when you're done checking me out," I smirked.

"Y-your really...you look really good."

"Thanks... you don't look so bad yourself. Can I go in the car now?"

"Yeah," he pulled the door open for me, and I sat down in the car, and he sat down in his seat, too. In seconds, we hit the road.

"So where are we going?" I asked.

"To my house. There's a huge pool at the back that would be perfect."

"Sounds good."

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The second we arrived, I hopped out of the car, and I followed Chase around the back. "Here we are," he gestured to the big pool before us. He practically ripped his shirt off, and kicked off his shoes. I gawked at perfectly defined abs. Heck, it was better than Charley's own. Don't even get me started on his pecks. He dived right into the water, rising up to the surface and staring at me.

"Go on! Strip!" he practically dared. As much as I didn't want to please him, I really didn't want to chicken out. So I lifted off my top and tossed it to the nearest chair. Then I pulled off my shorts. I couldn't help but notice the way his eyes widened after each passing second. By the time I was done, he was pretty much frozen. I hopped in the water, and his eyes never left me.

"Shit," he whispered to himself.

"What's wrong?"

"...well, your little show happened to give me an erection," he admitted.