A pool boy with extra perks of benefits – 01

“Nothing worth doing,” she said. “But I know you’ll get it done.” I felt her gentle hands come to rest on my shoulders.

“Damn straight I will. If someone got it in here, I’ll sure as hell get it out.” It was already after 1:00, and it was sizzling 94 degrees outside. If the water was just a little less swamp-like, I might have changed diving in to cool off.

“Let’s take a break from this for a minute,” I suggested.

I saw her step back nervously. “Oh.” She looked at me expectantly. “A break? Does that mean, uh, you want your payment now?”

I stood slowly, stretching. “You’re killing me, beautiful. I want it more than you could possibly imagine. But I’ve got to get this done, or we can’t empty the pool, can’t work on the inlets and pump line, can’t do much of anything.” I walked past her, toward the deck. “Do you have a heavy duty extension cord we could use?”

“Sure. There’s one in the garage.”

“I’m going to grab my sump pump to start the draining. Plug in the extension cord, and bring it here.”

It took about 15 minutes, but we had a fat hose slowly draining the pool, and I was ready to attack the main pump again. I looked over at my partner and I could see color on her cheeks from the sun. “Railey, your face is getting red. You better get some sun-block on.”

She reached up to her face, then I saw the realization hit her. “I’m so sorry. I promised to, um, dress down, didn’t I? And you should be the one putting the lotion on me.”

I took her by the hand, and drew her over to the shade. “Let’s get you out of the sun for now. I can’t have you burning up on day one, can I?”

“I can’t help you from over here,” she argued weakly.

“Let’s make a deal. I can handle pulling out the pump on my own. I might need a little help disassembling it and replacing the motor. Why don’t you relax for a few minutes, and dress down for me? When I’m done pulling the pump, I’ll lotion you up. That should be all the incentive I need. Once the motor is replaced, you can do a little something for me. And when it’s back installed, you let me reapply the lotion. How’s that sound?”

“Can we get all that done before 6:00? That’s when Dale gets home.”

“If I don’t, I guess I will forfeit the payment.”

“That wouldn’t be fair!” she practically whined. “You’ve already worked so hard.”

“Incentive. I think I’ll get it done.”

“You better get going then,” she told me, giving me a little push, and the cutest little smile.

* * *

Removing the line to the pump at the multiport valve made the job a whole lot easier. It didn’t take me 20 minutes to get the pump removed, including documenting the wiring. I carried the heavy pump into the shade of the porch where I had a table set up and my tools. I also had my printout for replacing the motor. I was surprised, and more than a little disappointed, to find that Railey wasn’t there.

I walked over to where the bare faucet exited the side of their house, and washed my hands and face the best I could, and gave myself a quick spray-down to cool off. When I got back to the porch, Railey was standing there, looking awfully nervous, next to a tray with drinks. She wasn’t topless. She was naked the day she was born.

“I didn’t think you’d be done so fast,” she hurried to explain.

“Incentive.” I looked at her slowly. “Damn, you are one beautiful woman.”

She smiled shyly, her hands crossing over her crotch. “Thank you.”

I took the Bud lite off the tray and downed half of it. “God, I needed that. It’s a scorcher today.”

She watched me quietly.

I saw there were several different bottles of suntan lotion on the table. I started looking them over. I looked back at Railey and her very clear tan lines. “You don’t sunbathe nude much, do you?”

“Never.”

I selected a bottle of SPF 50 sensitive skin sun-block and an SPF 30 Hawaiian Tropic lotion. “Looks like you didn’t get too burned this morning, this should do the job. I’ll put it on you now if that’s Ok.”

“That’s the deal,” she said softly.

I grabbed the SPF 30, and squirted a liberal amount into my hand. “I’m going to start with the areas that are already a little tan, and afterwards we’ll protect those areas that aren’t used to being exposed to the sun.” I walked behind her, thankful her hair was tied up. I put my hands on her shoulders and started working on the lotion. Jesus help me, I was touching Railey Thomas’ naked body. I took my time, carefully coating each slender arm and the entirety of her back. I bypassed where her skin was whitest across her back, and on her butt. She stood still for me, barely moving.

“How hard is it going to be to replace the motor?” she asked.