Pool Boy

I'm John. You could say I'm a pretty lucky guy. I'm tall, handsome, fit, and I'm pretty gifted down there too. You could say I'm cocky, but I think I'm just aware of what I look like.

Unfortunately, I'm stuck cleaning pools over the summer. I was originally planning on taking summer classes at my college, but my parents told me I needed a job, and since I live with them to save money, I couldn't really refuse.

It's really not that hard, but the problem is this damn heat. At least I get to go into the pool once I'm done though, so it's not all that bad.

Right now, I'm cleaning the pool of the Walkers. They're a married couple, and I like them both. Mr. Walker is a higher-up at some big business here in town, and he's a pretty normal guy, although we never really talk much.

Then there's Mrs. Walker. She's a total knockout. She's got a great ass, great legs, and a great pair of big tits. She comes out here and tans when I clean the pool, and we'll talk, and sometimes flirt, but nothing ever really comes out of it. She's always really friendly, plus I have a great view when I clean the pool, so I don't mind cleaning their pool.

"How's that pool looking, hun?" Mrs. Walker asks.

This snaps me out of what I was thinking about, and I reply "Looking good. Just gotta get the stuff off of the bottom."

"Thanks for doing this for us. It's always nice to have someone clean the pool. Especially someone that's as handsome as you." she says, flirtatiously.

I laugh and say "I don't mind cleaning the pool, especially since I have a great view while I do it."

"Since you like the view, why don't I just tan topless?" she asks.

I'm shocked by her saying this, as we've never gotten this far with our flirting.

I just awkwardly laugh and say "I don't think you're husband would like you saying that."

"He's on a business trip, so we're fine. Besides, tanning topless is fun, but if you don't want me to, just say so." she says, while faking a pout.