ere and there were no parties going on.
When I had purchased the home, it was for the sole purpose of throwing some kick ass parties. And boy oh boy, had there been some amazing parties. But now that I was getting clean and sober, I was making other plans for my future and I couldn’t help but think how impressed a potential girlfriend would be if I invited her over to my house. It made me smile at the thought of a nice, cute girl walking around and taking in all the views from my pool deck.
“You’re smiling,” I heard Cassidy say as she slid over next to me on the pool ledge. “I don’t think I’ve seen you smile much at all this last week.”
“I smile when you’re around.”
“I would call it more of a flirting smile, though. This smile seems to be more genuine.”
“Hey, my flirting smile is very genuine. I genuinely like to flirt.”
I chuckled at my own description of my flirting style. It was a bit awkward getting called out by Cassidy for flirting with her. But she wasn’t making me feel all that bad. It felt like we were having a normal conversation. Not a forced or awkward exchange, which was refreshingly nice to have.
Cassidy was a cool chick. That was what went through my head when I was near her. Of course, I also had much more indecent thoughts that ran through my head when she was near. Like I wondered how she would moan when I licked her delicious wetness. I wondered what her red hair would look like as she lay on my bed while I thrust inside of her. But most of all, I wondered what her pierced tongue would feel like when she licked up and down my erect shaft. The thoughts burst through my head before I had the chance to calm them, and before I knew it, my body was fully erect.
Quickly, I jumped into the pool to hide the evidence of my desire for Cassidy. I had started to feel a bit panicked as I thought about the pool and remembered the incident that had landed me in the hospital. I had to distract myself to keep from getting wrapped up in those memories. I reached up and gently pulled her into the water with me.
“Come in,” I said as I held onto her ankles.
“I was coming; you didn’t have to pull me,” she grumpily replied.
“You were coming?”
It was a childish play on words, but I couldn’t help myself. Cassidy laughed, but then turned away at the comment. She made her way toward the other end of the pool where there weren’t as many people.
I felt like a teenager who was at a resort with his friends. I could certainly see why the treatment facility had a heated swimming pool. Even though I had a pretty rough experience in my own pool, swimming generally brought about very good feelings for me.
“So, is this how you act with women outside of this place?” She turned to confront me when we were far enough away from everyone else.
“No. Outside of here, the women throw themselves at me so I don’t have to work as hard.”
She didn’t hide the surprised look on her face. But it was the truth. I didn’t have to chase them: they came to me. But that meant I didn’t get to pick the caliber of the women I slept with either. If they showed up for me, I banged them; there was no picking and choosing which ones I wanted. I had them all.
“Oh, wow, this is you working hard? It seems more like a teenager trying to show off for his high school crush.”
“Ouch. Are you always this mean to men? Or is this just for me?”
“I’m always this mean.” She laughed.
I got a quick glimpse of her tongue ring and it sent shivers through my body. I had to feel that damn thing on my shaft, and soon. Or at the very least, I wanted to slip my tongue into her mouth and feel the weight of the silver as it moved and touched me.
“When did you get the piercing?” I asked as I looked at her mouth.
“A couple of years ago. It was one of the worst nights of my life.”
“Then why did you keep it?”
“Because it reminds me of how far I’ve come.”
“I’m sorry, but I just can’t imagine you drinking like a wild woman. You seem so nice and so sweet.”
“It’s an illusion,” she said and playfully pushed me away from her. “I’m not this sweet outside of here.”
For the briefest of moments, her hands had been right on my chest. I saw a flash of something cross her face as she pulled her hands back into her own personal space. Instead of staying away from her, I moved back toward her. She wanted me near her; I felt it. I felt the desire she had building for me. There was no denying she was flirting with me, too. Her flirting wasn’t nearly as overt as mine was, but Cassidy was looking at me like she wanted to drag me into her bed and play with me all night long.
She was playing coy and I understood that. We probably shouldn’t have even been talking. But the more I talked with her, the more I felt like she was someone who I’d like to get to know.
Of course, I wanted to get to know her naked in my bed. But that wasn’t the only reason I wanted to talk to her. Cassidy was interesting and fun, and I really needed that kind of conversation at the moment.