It was one of the hottest days on record in Orlando. Leslie was inside making some lemonade as she listened to the weather report on the radio. It hadn’t rained in over two months there. Everything was dry. The sun beat down on the town with the highest intensity. Leslie went out in her backyard to take a dip in the pool as she caught a glimpse of him…..
He was about 6’1”. His blonde hair was wet as a few pieces fell into his eyes. As he pushed the lawn mower, Leslie saw the muscles in his back move as well as those strong arms. The tattoos though…especially that one around his right arm…that drove her wild. She watched for a moment…not realizing that she was staring. As he turned off the lawn mower, Leslie snapped out of her trance. She walked over to the pool and set the tray w/ the lemonade on a small table. She turned…and saw him again. There her stood. He picked up a water hose and covered himself in a stream of cold water. Leslie’s eyes widened. She felt herself shiver as he ran his hands through his hair. She once again snapped herself back into reality and slipped off her shirt to reveal a silver bikini on her well-toned and tanned body. The light reflected off her navel ring as she climbed onto the diving board. She jumped in and swam around for the rest of the evening…making sure she kept her eye on the new neighbor. Boy was she glad she had moved here. Little did she know that someone else was noticing her as well.
As daytime gave way to night, Leslie flipped on the lights to her pool. It was the most beautiful sight. She wrapped a towel around her and went to get some champagne from the kitchen. While inside, the doorbell rang. She had no idea who it could be. She had just moved to Orlando and didn’t know anyone there yet. She ran to the door and peered through the peephole. She immediately lost her breath…