A pool boy with extra perks of benefits – 06

“Climb the seven summits? What’s that?”

“The highest mountain on each continent. Kilimanjaro’s one of them. Looks like we have something in common.” I was massaging her breasts. “None of those peaks hold a candle to these. They’ll be let down after having submitted yours.” I pulled her nipples up, feeling the tips harden.

“And you look at this every day, and base your actions on these goals?”

“That’s it. Everything on that list that’s not in italics, I’m going to do. No question about it.”

“I wish I had your confidence, Sam.”

“You will. Make your list. Read it daily. Let it guide your actions. And a year from now, when you’ve seen the incredible progress you’ve made, you’ll know with complete certainty you can do it too.”

I was working on her legs. I’d skipped past her pretty little pussy, and she noticed. “No attention for the kitty?” she asked teasingly.

“Not yet. I don’t like the taste of this suntan lotion.” I parted her legs and moved between them, kissing the soft freshly shaven skin around her magical opening. “Smooth,” I murmured.

“Fresh, just for you,” she said softly. She was still reading my list, obviously enthralled. “Four categories, one to a page, three big goals on each page, smaller tasks below each one. This is what I should do?”

“You can. It works for me. I have a bigger list, but this is the one I can carry in my pocket and reflect on.”

She lowered the list, rubbing her fingers through my hair. “You do that so well, Sam,” she said softly.

“Talk to me, Railey. Tell me what I do wrong, what you’d prefer I do, whatever makes you feel best. Help me do the best I can for you.”

She moaned a little. “Less thrusting with the fingers, more pushing around the inside, top and bottom,” she whispered.

I turned my fingers over and pressed against the top of her pussy, massaging it.

“God, yes, like that. Top and bottom. Top shallow, bottom deep,” she gasped.

I alternated between the two, taking my time with each. I could feel her reactions, and soon learned where I had to apply the pressure, and how much. I could feel her pussy reacting, pulsing around my fingers.

“Less licking, more sucking,” she pleaded.

I moved my mouth over the top area, sucking in her lips, feeling her clit moving underneath the skin. I didn’t have a lot of experience with this, and felt that movement was enlightening. I moved my tongue against it, press and release, press and release, pulsing the pressure.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God, don’t stop!” she moaned sweetly.

I turned my fingers upward, pressing in and drawing forward, feeling the bumpy texture of her g-spot, petting it directly.

She cried out, and my mouth was flooded with a light liquid, faintly sweet and salty. I pulled back a bit, surprised. I’d never had that happen before. I was hit with another strong squirt, on the chin. Railey moaned, and released a third smaller stream. My hand was caressing the outside of her pussy, soaked almost to the elbow. It was beyond amazing.

She was gasping, her whole body twisting. I was no longer touching her, but I could see her pussy trembling, and a smaller trickle of liquid escaped. I brought my mouth down over her, licking up her juices, trying to be gentle.

She rose up suddenly. “Jesus, Sam! I’m sorry, did I pee on you?”

I laughed. “Not hard. I’m pretty sure you squirted. It’s a first for me, but it’s way too sweet to pee. You taste amazing.”

She was blushing, “God, that was incredible! I’ve never felt anything like that.”

“You want to feel it again?” I asked, licking her gently.

“Do you think we can, that it can be like that again?”

“All we can do is try, if you’re willing.”

“It’s not gross? Squirting all over you like that?”

“I loved it. Loved making you come for me. Making you lose control. Let me do it again.”

She leaned back, and opened her legs back up.

I learned something new. At least as far as Railey was concerned. Once you open the floodgates, it doesn’t take nearly as long to reopen them. She squirted for more than twice more, not nearly as much though, the second time losing control, her entire body squirming and twisting, unable to stop coming for a long time.

I sat next to her, caressing her soothingly, calming her. She looked frightened at her own response, gasping, squirming underneath my touch. Running my hand down the inside of her thigh seemed to set her off again, moaning and twisting. I moved higher and brushed her hair back. “Shh,” I whispered, “It’s Ok.”

Railey rolled on her side, clutching my leg curling up protectively. I rubbed her back gently, waiting for her to calm down.

She buried her head against my knee, and once she started breathing normally, she pressed her lips against my skin. She slowly uncurled, rolling onto her back, her arms across her chest. “No more,” she whispered.

She sat up, turning, putting her feet on the ground. I helped her to her feet, and caught her when she stumbled, her legs still shaking. She clung to me, “I have to go to the bathroom,” she said.

I walked with her to the door, letting her get her legs back under her. She turned and gave me a kiss at the door. “I’m fine, Sam. I’ve got it from here.”

I watched her walk in the door slowly, still surprised at how she’d been affected.

Returning to the lounge chair, I cleaned up after her, a puddle on the cushion evidence of her pleasure. I organized the space and went back to the pool, testing the water. I added some muriatic acid, trying to ignore my hard-on, until Railey returned. There wasn’t a lot more I could do to the pool. It was about as good as it was going to get.

I looked at it, and felt proud of what we’d accomplished.

“It’s a miracle, Sam.” Railey said, walking up beside me.

“Just hard work, we did well.” I turned and took her in my arms. “Feeling better now?”

She grinned. “Much. That was pretty crazy, wasn’t it?”

“To say the least. You’re a little firecracker, aren’t you?”

“I guess maybe I am. Surprised the hell out of me.” She took me by the hand, dragging me back to the shade of the porch. “Time’s running out,” she said. “I’ll feel horrible if I can’t do something for you before you leave.”

It was a very nice thing, a long extended blow-job. I watched her, stretched out between my legs, sucking away lovingly, playfully, licking, kissing, teasing, taking me in her mouth. I couldn’t help thinking that I’d hoped for more. In particular access to that space between her legs, fulfilling my dream.

Instead, I settled for letting her blow me, and giving her a mouthful of appreciation. She didn’t linger, pulling up quickly afterward, and grabbing what little clothing she had outdoors. She gave me a quick peck.

“It’s late. I gotta get dressed. I’ll stop by and say goodnight once Dale gets home and settles in.

I got dressed and did a last check of the water quality, and cleaned out the skimmers and pump strainer. I checked the pool controller settings, and started putting away my gear. Railey was cleaning up around the porch and headed back indoors only a few minutes before Dale drove up.

I didn’t have much more to do, other than load up my gear. I idled my time skimming the surface of a few stray leaves, waiting to see if Railey would show up and say goodbye.

She did come out, with her husband in tow. She’d put on a light summer dress which clung to her dynamite figure and looked amazing. I avoided staring at her, afraid my feelings would be obvious. My childhood fantasy had blossomed into full scale adoration.

“I wouldn’t believe it if I didn’t see it with my own eyes,” Dale said, standing near the edge. “It hasn’t looked this good since it was first put in.”

“He said he could stop by once a week, and take care of it for the summer,” Railey told him.

“As long as it comes out of your household budget,” Dale told her. He turned to me. “Great work, Sam. You can count on us for any references you need. We’ll spread the word about the miracle you performed here.”

“I appreciate it. I couldn’t have done it without your wife. She’s been a lot of help.”

He laughed. “Nice of you to say so. I imagine lying around in her bikini, if not all that helpful, wasn’t too distracting.”

“No really. She did a great job scrubbing down the interior and helping with the acid wash.”

“That’s good to hear. If not more than a little surprising.” He gave her a smack on the rear. “We should have you help out more, next thing you know, you’ll be actually contributing around here.”

She didn’t look too happy with him. “I contribute. I do a lot.”

“Of course you do, dear,” he said condescendingly. “You’ve shown her how to do basic maintenance, I hope,” he asked me.

“Some. I thought I might go over a few last things tonight, and brush up on things when I come over to do the regular maintenance.”

“Good. Don’t let me keep you from finishing up, I imagine you must be tired of this place by now.” He stuck out his hand, and as distasteful as I found it, I shook it. He turned back to the house.

“I’ll be in as soon as we’re done,” Railey said to him, watching his back as he left us. She turned to me, “You wanted to show me something?” she asked, grinning wickedly.

“By the pool equipment?”

“Lead on.”