"One Summer" By: Jo
Chapter One
I live in a very good neighborhood. It's a new subdivision of small two-story homes, owned by young, upwardly mobile professionals, many of whom, like myself, are single.
When construction started on the two lots next to my house, I wasn't surprised. New construction in my neighborhood is constant. What did surprise me, and upset me a little as well, was when I realized that the construction next door was for a store or some kind of strip shopping center. I had not counted on having a parking lot next to my house.
Eventually, I accepted the fact that a store would soon be my neighbor, and I rationalized that I could always move if things got too bad. This sense of resignation allowed me to chill out a little, and to begin enjoying watching the progress of the construction effort.
It wasn't long at all before I pleasantly discovered that there was quite a hunky construction crew spending a bit of time practically in my back yard. I enjoyed sitting by the pool watching the men flex their muscles as they worked, shoveling or hauling supplies, or operating the heavy equipment. Some of the guys took off their shirts to work, which gave me a better view of their muscular arms, pecs, shoulders, backs and abs. God, I was in heaven.
There were up to a dozen guys on the site at any given time, and at least three of them were absolutely knock-dead gorgeous. Several others were not bad at all, and none of them were ugly. Several men got into the habit of sitting on my grass at the edge of the property line while they ate their lunch. I'm sure the grass was more comfortable than the dirt, and I didn‘t mind it at all.
Day after day I would sit there and look out the window or just happen to be outside, sitting by the pool when it was lunch time on the construction site. I started noticing one man in particular. He had long, flowing brown hair that he wore in a pony tail most of the time. There was something about him that just drew me into him. I found myself waiting for him to arrive every morning. How lucky for me that I worked evenings and could be home during the day, or I would have missed out on this wonder of nature.
I woke up extra early one morning, got dressed in my shortest little dress. I made some fresh coffee and looked out the window waiting to hear the sound of the men pulling up in their trucks. As I nervously checked my hair in the mirror for the tenth time, I heard the familiar sounds I was waiting to hear. I didn't want to seem too anxious, so I waited a few minutes. I took out a tray to the patio table and slowly walked toward the site. I looked through the crowd of men for the one I had had dreams about the night before. I was starting to get disappointed, then I saw him ; his hair was down this morning, how shiny it looked in the morning's light.
As I approached the crowd, my heart began to pound so loud, I was afraid that they could hear it. A couple of the men had come to be somewhat friendly with me, one in fact was obnoxiously always asking me out and making noises at me as I walk away. My eyes were focused on him, when he turned and our eyes met. His eyes were a sparkling hazel. He had a wonderful chiseled, strong chin. And a mouth to die for. I cleared my throat and began to speak. Ignoring the other men, I said as I looked him right in the eyes, "Morning, I have some fresh coffee over on the patio table. Help yourself."
One corner of his mouth turned upward as he said, "That sounds great. Thanks. Hope we haven't been too much of a bother for you. You know, getting here so early in the morning."
"No, not at all. I am a morning person, so the noise doesn't bother me." I replied with a smile, lying through my teeth." I stood there for a second and began to feel awkward, so I turned to leave. As I walked away, a couple guys made some cat calls at me and it felt good this morning knowing that he was watching.
I went back to the patio and sat down at the table. I sipped my coffee and daydreamed of him. It had been months since I had sex and I was about to explode. I hadn't been able to trust anyone since the divorce. It was a messy, horrible divorce. I looked over at the construction site and some of the men had taken their shirts off already this morning. It was going to be another hot day and I was all happy to sit here and reap the rewards of the hot summer sun.
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The sun was extemely hot today. I sat in the pool, watching the men as the worked. Watching as the sweat glistened over their tan, firm bodies. I could not get enough of the sight of them. Before I knew it, it was lunch time again. Some went off in their trucks and a couple stayed behind, eating their lunch in the grass. I decided today was the day to make another move on him. Since there were only four of the guys there eating today, I got out of the pool and wrapped a towel around my waist. I walked over to the guys and said that they could come over and sit at the table if they wanted to. Without much hesitation, they all got up and followed me home.
I sat there with them, making small talk. He was there and I found myself staring at him. He was so quiet and hardly made eye contact, but when he did, I could feel the hot rush flow through my body. One of them finally asked my name and where I was from, etc. I noticed he would seem to be listening to what we were talking about. His five o'clock shadow was the clincher, the one thing that brought his face all together. I knew that lunch time was almost over, I had to do something. I noticed he was wearing a very unusual ring on his right hand, so I used the chance to speak to him.
"That's a beautiful ring." I said.
He looked at it and said, "Thanks, I have had it for years."
I was about to speak again when one of the other guys broke in, "Hey, Todd, are you going to Rocky's tonight?" Now I knew his name without coming out and asking.
He answered, " Yeah, probably."
Then another one, Ron chimed in," Are you kidding, Todd wouldn't miss nickel draft night." The others laughed and even Todd let out a little grin.
"What is Rocky's?", I asked. Ron proceeded to inform me that Rocky's was the bar that they go to sometimes after work. Before I knew it, it was time for them to return to work, they thanked me for the table and chairs. And went back next door.
I spent the rest of my time before I had to go to work, thinking about Todd. How I wanted to find out more about him, is he married, seeing someone or what. I really wanted to skip work and check this Rocky's out. I started thinking about calling in sick, but how could I just show up at the place they just told me about without looking obvious? So I decided to just go to work, frustrated.
As I was walking to my car in the driveway, Ron came running up to me. "You going to work?", he asked.
I rolled my eyes at his stupid question and then answered," Yeah, it's that time again. Glad it's Friday" But inside I was not the least bit glad it was Friday, that meant two days without seeing Todd. I glanced over to the site, to get one last look at him. This needed to last me two days. I caught him right as he took off his shirt and was wiping away the sweat on his face with his red bandana. His hair was wet from sweat and his back seemed to glisten in the sun. I let out a little sigh to myself.
I had almost forgot that Ron was still standing there, until he spoke again, "Hey, I was wondering if you'd like to go get a drink tomorrow night or something?" I stood there, not wanting to take my eyes off Todd, then I began to think. Maybe if I went out with Ron, we could just happen to go to Rocky's and maybe Todd could just happen to be there too. With that, I agreed to go out with Ron.
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As I was taking a shower, getting ready to go out with Ron, I found myself daydreaming about Todd. I pictured us making love while he was still all sweaty. In my fantasy, I am in the middle of changing my clothes and he is just there, in my room, looking at me. He would walk toward me, without saying a word, eyes locked, he would take me to the bed. I began to get hot just thinking about it. My nipples hardened at the thought of him just taken me there on the spot. I slowly began to wash my stomach with the soft wash cloth and body gel. My eyes were closed, still in the thought of Todd. I began to move the wash cloth up to my breasts. How I ached for the touch of a man. Mainly one man. I was starting to get into my thoughts, when I was snapped out of it by the phone ringing. I rinsed myself off and grabbed a towel. I ran for the phone, I grabbed it and said hello with a little bit of an attitude. After all, I was rudely interupted. It turned out to be just a wrong number.
I looked through my closet for just the right thing to wear. I wanted something sexy and tight. I wanted to accentuate my chest area, so I picked a tight, black dress that had a build in wire cup. I was a D cup and normally I try to under score my tits, but not tonight. I wanted Todd to see what I had to offer and what he could.have. Did I fill guilty about using Ron to get to Todd? Sure, a little, Ron was a very good looking man and very nice, but he wasn't Todd. I wasn't even sure if Todd would be there tonight anyway. So I thought it wouldn't hurt to go out with a nice looking man and have a few drinks. It had been four months since my last date, and God knows, I was ready for a good time.
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Chapter Two
Ron and I arrived at Rocky's ; he looked around for a table. I looked around for Todd. He found a table toward the back. He asked me what I wanted to drink. I thought for a minute and then said Jack and coke. As he walked to the bar, I continued my search for Todd. I was so in hopes that he would be there, but the night was still young. Ron returned with the drinks and he sat down and began to make small talk. I felt bad that I really wasn't interested in the man. He was nice and not bad on the eyes, but I just couldn't get Todd out of my head. I just had to have that man and I was not giving up until I did.
Half way through our second drinks, some of the other men from the crew walked in. As they walked in one by one, I stared at the door, but nothing. They joined us at the little table. Ron left to play a couple games of pool, while I sat there watching them. The longer I sat there and drank, the more I thought about Todd. I excused myself to go to the ladies room. I checked my make up and hair, took a deep breath and went back out. To my surprise, Todd was out there, playing pool with Ron and two other men. I was sure I let out a little "Oh my God" when I saw him. He was dressed in a pair of tight black Levi's and a dark blue shirt.
As I walked by the men, I made eye contact with Todd. He nodded at me and gave a little grin. I returned to the table, sipped my drink and stared at Todd. I found it quite a sight when it was his turn to shoot. He bent over and so seductively held the pool cue between his fingers. I began to feel a warm sensation come over me. Once again my heart pounded. Damn, my mouth watered! I drifted into my own thoughts.....
I walk over to Todd as bends over to take a shot. I come up behind him and take the cue from him. He turns to see who it is, then I kiss him, softly on those wonderful, full lips. He carefully lays me on the table, and begins to kiss me, going to my neck, then he removes one of the straps of my dress, and kisses my shoulders, biting slightly. He brings one leg up on the table, slowly spreading my legs. He rests his knee up against my moist and throbbing mound. He slowly moves his knee as he continues to kiss his way down my neck line toward my hard nipples. He purposely avoids them, making them harder and aching to get attention.
He finally begins to circle my nipples with his tongue, moving his knee in a more rhythmic motion, side to side and ever so slowly. He takes one in his mouth and caresses the other breast. Then he goes back to my mouth, deep, long kisses, that could make you cum right there and then. I can’t take it much more. I sit up and practically rip his shirt off. Next, his pants.
As I was removing his pants in my mind, the real Todd walked up to the table and sat down. I was not sure what was real or not for a minute. Todd lit up a cigarette and took a long drink of his beer. I was so afraid he could read my thoughts, but a part of me wished he could.
As I sat there, alone with Todd at the table, I struggled to find words. Why was I so nervous with him? I had never been this way before. I was far from shy around men. This man had gotten to me, and I knew nothing about him. I finally leaned in to talk over the music, when he spoke at the same time.
"So, wh...." I began
"What d..." Todd said at the same time.
We both found it funny and laughed; he had a childlike laugh.
"Go a head", I said leaning in, putting my hand on his chin.
Todd took a long drink from his bottle, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and then said, "So you and Ron, huh?"
"Yeah, I guess, " I said with our eyes locked together. Then it was my turn to ask a question. I so badly wanted to know how he got that scar on his cheek. But I thought maybe now was not the time. So I chickened out and asked, "How long have you been in construction work?" Fuck, what a lame question, I thought in my head.
"Actually, I am fairly new at it. I use to be a newspap..." he said then stopped, mid sentence.
"A newspaper what?" I asked.
He suddenly seemed nervous and shy; this of course was making me even more hot for him. Love the challenge of getting a man to open up and talk. Todd shifted in his chair a bit and then ran his hands through those gorgeous tresses of his.
"I have only been in town for about seven months . I used to live in Pennsylvania."
His eyes got dark and distant as he continued. "Things just didn't work out there. I had to leave. I had to get away from myself...."
He once again stopped talking, leaving me with even more questions. We sat there for a couple of silent moments. Ron sat down with us; he put his arm around me, like showing Todd I was with him or something. I sat there, with my "date" and so badly wanted the man who was sitting across from us. Todd and I continued, every couple of minutes, to make eye contact.
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