A little snack and conversation before the lesson...

Stepping back into your room you look at the Micro-kini you had chosen earlier. You sigh as you now don’t feel like wearing that one. At least not until you figure out of it’s lust or love.

You dig through and grab tight white one-piece.

Standing in front of your full length mirror you put the swim suit on. The sides are cut away. The neck line plunges down to just above your navel. You turn around. The back of the neck line is high, but there’s a ‘window’ that shows off your lower back. Your ass is half covered, and the material is already starting to form a wedgie. You spin back around and see the material forming a camel toe in front.

“Hmmph, maybe I got it one size too small.” You shrug. “Sie la vie!”

You decide to were your towel so that you can actually get Tommy and Mel into the pool. Swimming, you think, is a very useful skill to have. Before you get to the rewards you want them both to have the basics down pat.

You realize you’re hungry as you walk into your kitchen. All that physicality this morning definitely worked up an appetite.

Grabbing the bread you decide a quick PB & J sandwich was in order.

You flip the kitchen stereo on as you pop the bread in the toaster. You dance around in your bathing suit as you wait for the toast to pop.

Behind you, in the backyard you hear a splash.

You turn around to see Melanie already in your pool, while Tommy is standing by it. He was wearing blue swin trunks that hung down to mid thigh.

He notices you and waves.

You smile back and walk to the sliding door, pulling it open. “Hey guys! I’ll be right out, little hungry. You want some lemonade?”

Tommy nods, “That’d be great Joy.”

You keep your smile on him for a second, then turn and head towards the fridge again.

Five minutes later you head back out with the sandwich, a pitcher of lemonade, and three cups on a tray. Because of the items on the tray you walk normally.

“Okay guys, come and get it!” you say cheerfully.

Melanie gets out of the pool. You glance at her suit. She’s wearing a red one piece that makes you think of Baywatch. Her nipples are hard as well.

The water must be cold, you think to yourself as you take a bite of your sandwich.

They each pour a cup for themselves, then Tommy fills the last cup and hands it to you. As you take it your hands brush against each others.

You see Tommy’s face flush a bit, and are surprised to feel a little warmth in your own cheeks.

“Thank you.” You say, sweetly.

He shrugs it off and takes a sip of his lemonade.

The three of you sit there quietly for a second. You feel four eyes on you, and the exhilaration of that makes you blush a little more.

Oh my Lord, you think, I’ve never reacted like this before.

“So,“ you say to break the silence, “How long have you had a crush on me Tommy?”

He’s silent for almost a minute before he says, “Twelve. Remember? I invited you to my birthday party?”

“Yeah. Say, I always wondered why you didn’t invite more of your friends?”

He looks away, “I did. Only Drew, Jason, and Craig showed up. Beside you I mean.”

“Oh,” you say, a little awkwardly.

“Anyway, I was so grateful that you actually showed up…I mean, I thought maybe it was because you liked me.”

You smirk at him, “Maybe I did…but you barely talked to me.” you finish with a pout.

“I was nervous. I…I don’t know. If I did what would I have said?”

You smile at him gently, “I’m pretty good at getting guys to talk. Remember, I like guys that know what they want.”

He smiles at that, “I’ll say you do.”

“So…that’s why you always invited me to your birthdays?”

“Basically. I was always hoping that when you showed up I’d be able to work up the nerve to say more than, ‘Thank you for coming to my birthday party’. Then at fifteen you started canceling and I thought I’d lost my only chance.”

“Then you started doing odd jobs for our mom every now and then.” Mel says, breaking in. “He started complaining a bit about that to me. He couldn’t understand how you kept teasing him. I told him it wasn’t just him you liked to tease.”

You glance down, “Well, that’s true. I like attention. I like to show off.” You shrug, “But, Tommy…seriously? You could have told me a long time ago. Just think of the fun we could have had!” you say, winking at him. Also, you add to yourself, you would have had more time than two months to figure out if it was love or lust you felt for Tommy.

“I’m a nerd…”

You throw a glare at Tommy, “Hey!”

“Facts are facts. I’m not putting myself down this time, Joy. I am a nerd. A geek. Call it what you will, it’s what I am.”

“You say it like it’s a bad thing though.” You say, “I’m an exhibitionist. I like to show off. I like to feel eyes trying to strip me naked. It’s who I am. Who. You shouldn’t identify yourself with a WHAT, Tommy. You aren’t a what. Capisce?” you say seriously.

Melanie raises and eyebrow at that, “Why, Joy, I do believe you may have feelings for Tommy as well…”

You blush again, a little deeper. Trust a woman to see right through your speech, you think.

Tommy looks at you dumbstruck, “Do you Joy?”