Yes, ask about the secret.

Yes, you lived up to your end of the bargain.

As you filled the bottle you decide to ask her what the secret was, after all, you lived up to the bargain and pissed your shorts, you deserve to know. You turn back, but as you come up on her, you instantly notice two things. The first is that her ample nipples have now become visible under the cotton shirt. Second, was that she had shifted her position so that I now had a clear view of her pussy up the leg of her shorts. As I handed her the bottle of water she gave me another smile as she drank a good portion right then.

“So, where are you living?” She asked.

“Oh after mom died, I moved into the old house. I just didn’t seem right to sell the place.” I said sitting again across from her and getting a massive eye full of her uncovered pussy as she moved to face me.

“So, are you living in your old room?” She asked with a smile.

“I thought I would, but I ended up moving to the Master.” I said adjusting my rehardening dick.

“To bad, we had a lot of fun there.” She said giving one of her breasts a gentle squeeze and causing a renewed wet circle to form over the transparent fabric.

At first, I thought she was only doing it to torment me, but after a few minutes of conversation, you dismiss the thought and look about. The sky had gone a dark crimson over the time of the conversation, and the two of you sat watching both the sky and the grounds. Occasionally, she would shift rubbing her belly, back, or side, but mostly she would stoke the soft pink skin of her thighs while making small talk. Suddenly it dawned on you that it had been some time since you had seen anyone pass. “Hey.” I said more perfunctory than I had intended it to be. “Dose this park close?” I asked.

“No.” She said after a moment. “I don’t think so anyway. At least there isn’t a gate on the lot, but for the most part you don’t see to many people in here after dark.” She said turning to sit on her side, one of her heavy breasts slipping to the side and dripping gently into the shirt. “Why do you ask?”

“Well, I was wondering why you haven’t told me the secret.” I said as I walked back to the jogging path.

“What secret?” She asked following him with her eyes.

“The one you promised to tell me.” I said looking up and down the path. “Hold on.” I said moving back up the hill toward the snack bar to get a view of the main park. Nobody was there, the park had an empty eerie quality, that evoked memories of a horror movie in the back of my mind. Turning, back I found her pressing each of her tits with her hand causing the large wet stain that had covered her breasts to now include most of the top of her belly and down the side. In fact, only the area of the shirt that remained unable to see through, was the fabric that covered her belly button and the underside. “I mean the secret you promised to tell me about our senior year.” I said coming back and finishing my own soda then refilled it from the water fountain. The water was cool, but tasted of chalk from the mineral content, which may have been the reason she remained thirsty even after she handed me her bottle for the fifth time for a refill. “The one you told me you would tell me if I pissed myself in the bathroom.” I said handing the full bottle back to her.

“Oh.” She said turning to the other side. “Well, you remember that night we had prom?” She asked.

“Yeah.” I said with a smile. “We had fun that night.”

“True.” She said with a knowing smile again. “Well, you remember a few weeks later at the Junior Senior mixer?” She asked.

Throwing my mind back to the event, I picture the Junior Senior mixer. It was the last event of year where the outgoing senior class was prepared breakfast by the junior class. Then there was a pool party where the senior class would prepare lunch for the juniors, usually just burgers, which was meant to be the seniors passing the baton to the continuing class. I thought back, through the event as nothing special jumped out at me. “I remember.” I said, “What part of it?”

“Not the event, after. Do you remember what we did after?” She asked.

“I think so, we went back to your mom’s place, but she had gone for the weekend with that guy she was dating. What was his name?” I asked still in the dark about this secret.

“Mike.” She answered. “Right, well do you remember what we did after getting there?”

“I think so, didn’t we go swimming again?” I asked remembering that we had actually gone skinny dipping.

“We did.” She said with a sly smile. “But our suits were still wet from earlier and I didn’t want to put on a cold damp suit and so you suggested that we just swim without them.”

“Right.” I responded still wondering what this had to do with anything. “then it started raining as I recall, and we had to sit in your room and air dry because your mom left the towels in the washing machine.” I chuckled at the memory of the two of us naked, trying to stay warm by holding each other laying under the covers, our wet bodies pressed tight as our naughty bits intertwined enjoyably. That night we had experimented with sex without actually having it.

“Well, that night.” She said turning to sit with her legs spread about the table. Once again, I received and unfettered view of her pussy. “My mother didn’t forget the towels, I through them in the wash as soon as I got inside.”

“Why?” I asked surprised thinking I had finally come to the secret. Not a good secret, mind you, but it was something I didn’t know. “Is that the secret?”

“No.” She said with a shy blush. “I wanted he two of us to stay naked and go up to my bed room. The same reason why I turned down the AC, but the secret is why I wanted it.” She reached up hugging the side of her right breast.

“And that is?” I asked unable to hide the fact that my dick was forcing its way out of the top of my shorts as the memory became more and more vivid.

“Because I had a huge crush on you.” She finally announced after a pregnant pause as great as she was with child.

“Since when?” I asked, sputtering questions in rapid succession. “How long?”

“Since prom night, when you and I fooled around on the beach, and to tell the truth,” She stopped squeezing her right breast again causing the nearly transparent fabric of her shirt to dampen once again giving me free view of her nipples as if she wasn’t wearing the shirt at all. “I still do.”

1. You’re not sure yet, Try to come on to her a little bit more, if she goes for it, then take her.

2. That’s all the hint you need, take her in your arms and kiss her.