A pool boy with extra perks of benefits – 04

“Yes, you.”

They disappeared into the house, leaving me alone to work on the cleaner, and trying to ignore the painful hardon in my shorts.

I was left by myself for a good while. I disassembled the cleaner and hit the store for $60 in replacement parts. I finished cleaning the parts, lubed and reassembled the bottom vacuum. I wouldn’t know if it worked until tomorrow, but I had a pretty good feeling about it. It had been gummed up pretty bad on the inside, but everything seemed in good shape.

Dale showed up as I was just putting in the last screws. He walked over to the pool and looked in. “I wouldn’t believe it if I didn’t see it for myself. It looks practically new.”

“It’s coming along. Tomorrow we’ll add the chemicals, adjust the skimmers and cleaner, and finish labeling all the filter lines. I think it’ll be fine for your party.”

“Damn, you’re a hard worker, Sam. Railey didn’t get in your way much, did she?”

“Not at all. She even helped with the acid wash, spraying down the sides for me.”

“Good for you, putting her to work. I should have had you take pictures. Nice to see her doing something other than shopping and lying about. I saw that Hannah was over. Not too much trouble from her?”

“No sir. She wasn’t here that long, and I was out getting supplies when she came over.”

“Watch out for her. She’ll eat you alive. But not a bad way to go, especially if you can reign her in. Stay away if she’s drinking, or you’ll end up with a lot of explaining to do, trust me on that one.”

“Thanks for the warning. I’m going to be working on her hot-tub next week.”

“Good for you. Just remember, she’s lousy at keeping secrets.” He put his hand on my shoulder again, giving it a squeeze. “She might be tempting, but you’re a whole lot better off sticking with the freshmen.” He laughed at his own joke, before disappearing back indoors.

I think Hannah had it right. Asshole.

My work was done for the day, I was putting away the tools, when Railey came out. “How’s it going?” she asked.

“Done for the day. You’ll need to let the pool fill all night. You might want to turn off one of the hoses before you go to bed, and check the level first thing in the morning.”

“Got it. Before you go, can you show me how to turn the lights on in the pool?”

I figured she knew, but she probably wanted to get away from the house and any prying ears. “Sure, it’s at the pool panel.”

The pool equipment was behind a privacy wall at the end of the yard. As soon as we were around the corner, she was dropping to her knees, tugging at my shorts. “I’m so sorry, Sam. I had no idea she was going to drop in.” Her hand was already around my cock, stroking me hard.

“She’s a bit wild, isn’t she?” I asked.

Railey gave my cock a long lick. “A little out of control. Careful with her. And if you fuck her, use protection. No telling where she’s been. You should know that anything you do with her will probably be known to half the neighborhood before the week is out.”

“So your husband told me.”

“Don’t remind me. I can’t believe I’m still friends with her; she’s screwed him at least twice that I know of.”

“I’m sorry.” I didn’t know what else to say.

“Don’t be. Hannah’s right, he is an asshole. Even she wouldn’t fuck him unless she was three sheets to the wind.”

She had me hard, and was pumping me like there was no tomorrow. “Can you come for me, Sam? I don’t have much time.”

“Lick me again?”

“I think I can do better than that.” She moved her mouth over my cock and slid the head between her lips.

I hated the fact that it was almost pitch black where we were. I wanted to see that beautiful face full of my cock. I held her head and eased my cock in and out of her mouth, while her tongue did wonders inside that sexy mouth.

She held me in her hand, stroking me while she bobbed her head up and down on my cock, taking most of my length, bouncing me off the back of her throat. I groaned.

She pulled back for a moment. “Jesus, you got hard fast, Sam. You like my mouth, I take it.”

“Don’t stop,” I groaned, pulling her face back to my aching cock.

She sucked me with abandon, her hand stroking me, her mouth driving me crazy. I thought I’d shoot immediately after she first took me in, but the first urge had subsided, and I was enjoying this unimaginable first blow job. I leaned back against the privacy wall thrusting my hips out so she could continue her brazen act.

She found a rhythm I responded to, and worked me steadily. I felt like one of those carnival games, where you squirted water into the clown’s face, making a bar raise until you popped a balloon. She had found the target and the bar was rising quickly. I was going to pop any minute.

“I’m almost there,” I warned her.

She stroked me faster, holding the head in her mouth, her tongue working my sensitive crown over. I couldn’t hold back even if I wanted to. I stifled a groan and let loose, filling her devilish mouth. She continued sucking on me, swallowing my seed, and keeping at it until I softened in her mouth.

“I’m sorry,” she said, standing up and brushing off her knees. “I was going to save that for the end, but I couldn’t stand the idea of you leaving here tonight like that.”

I lifted her chin and kissed her. “Best day of my life, Railey. Without comparing.”

“Good. Let’s see if we can’t make tomorrow even better.”

I turned to walk away, but she pulled me back. “Touch me? Just a little.”

She was wearing shorts, but they had big open legs. I reached up inside of them and found out she wasn’t wearing panties. I held her in my arm, while I slid two fingers inside of her. “God, I love your tight little pussy.”

“If I let you have your way, I don’t imagine I’d be tight for long.”

“I guess we’ll have to see about that,” I told her, thrusting deep inside.

“I guess we will,” she said softly, pulling my head down for a long hard kiss.

* * *

Dad and Mom were in the kitchen cleaning up after dinner. “How’s the project going?” Mom asked.

“Like a charm. The pool looks almost brand new, and we’re refilling it as we speak.”

“Did you get a chance to eat?”

Only one of your best friends. “I had a sandwich at lunch, but I’m starving.”

“You’d figure she’d at least feed you, with all you’re doing for her. Oh well. There’s plenty of spaghetti in the fridge. There’s meat sauce and meatballs. Leave some of the meatballs for Dad’s lunch.”

Looked like Dad was in a talkative mood. “Make sure you do a good job. Even if the pay isn’t the greatest, you still give it your best. You never know where your next referral will come from.”

“I don’t think we’ll hear any complaints from them. They seem ecstatic so far.”

“That’s good. Finish strong though. Anybody can start strong. Finishing strong makes winners.”

That’s my Dad for you. A never ending source of inspiration work ethic mumbo-jumbo.

He’d shot his wad with that last one, and parked his butt in front of the TV. Baseball time.

Mom hovered over me while I ate. “You’re sure everything’s going well? I haven’t heard from Railey since she called. I thought I would have heard something by now.”

“I guess she’s been busy with the party. She’s been in and out running errands. And Mrs. Thomas was over this afternoon.”

“Still, it’s surprising. We talk almost every day.”

I shrugged. “What do I know? I’m just the underpaid hired help.”

Mom sighed. “Don’t get an attitude. We need to get you a cell-phone. We had a couple of calls about work, but I didn’t want to call you on their phone. The Sias over on Hickory want to replace their fence. They want an estimate.”

I sighed, pushing away the empty plate which Mom rushed over to the sink for a quick rinse before putting it in the dishwasher. Heaven forbid we have a dirty dish in her kitchen for more than 30 seconds.

“Tell them I can stop by Sunday and take measurements. I’m going upstairs and taking a shower. I feel grubby.”

“Alright. And thanks for doing this one for me. I appreciate it, and I’m sure Railey does.”

“No problem, Mom. I’m glad I could help.”

I was exhausted. Physically, mentally and sexually. After my shower I hit the bed. I thought about what tomorrow might bring, but when I started to get hard, I pushed the thoughts aside. Not tonight. I was saving up for the real thing. I had high hopes for Friday.

* * *

I was standing over the pool at 9:00 am on the dot. I’d gone to bed so early, I’d woken up at 7:00 and couldn’t get back to sleep. A McDonald’s Egg McMuffin was percolating in my belly, and I felt refreshed and renewed.

The pool was full, and the hoses were still going. I quickly turned them off, and rolled the hoses back up. Then I started the filter running. The sun was warm already. It was going to be a hot one. I peeled my shirt off and tossed it to the side, helping myself to some of Railey’s sun-tan lotion, covering my shoulders and face.