Chapter 1
It was another brutal summer in Winamac Indiana. The sun beat down on the pavement, turning the sidewalks into steaming coals. The town pool was the only safe haven from the torturous heat. The whole town would turn up for a chance to take a dive into the icy retreat. October had been going every weekend since the summer began with her boyfriend Jonathan. Unfortunately each time they went, she felt more and more detached from him. Watching him watch all the other bikini wearing females in the water made her wonder if he could even see her anymore. She had since come to terms with the fact that she wasn’t his top priority anymore, in anything. But in her mind, not having a reason to leave wasn’t a good enough reason to end things with him. But what was about to push her over the edge was their year long dry spell. Five years is a long time in a relationship, but the past year of no sex was about to make her explode.
Walking into the pool area, October set her towel near the edge of the water. “I’ll be around babe. I’m gonna do a few laps”, said Jonathan as he eyeballed a few women with their feet in the water and their tits toward the sun. Watching the sweat roll down the curves of their tan bodies and into their deep cleavage, even October can see their appeal. “Don’t worry about me babe”, she said with a smile, ”I’m just gonna get my bikini on and I’ll just be over here lounging”. With a quick nod he was gone, straight toward the poolside snatch. After all this time you’d think he’d recognize a fake smile.
After about two hours the pool had reached its full capacity. Teens and kids hanging out and swimming, and some adults grateful for the down time from their children. With the heat at its highest for the day, October was starting to rethink her black bikini. Between the bikini, her black hair, and pale skin, she started to wonder if she’d end up looking like a lobster by the end of the day.
Sitting up and scanning the crowd looking for Jonathan, she found him sitting on the opposite edge of the pool…..the same two women from before practically blowing him in front of everyone. Every time they giggled at whatever he said October felt like throwing up in the water. They basically had their hands up his trunks stroking his cock together. There’s nothing worse then a fake slut, let alone two of them. Just as she was ready to go over and say something, someone caught her eye. Tall, dark hair, blue eyes, and a body like a viking god. Even without getting in the pool, October suddenly found herself soaking wet. It had been so long since even a tingle flutter below she’d forgotten how much she needed the rush. Soon after her mind began to imagine his big hands caressing her back, her breasts, down her stomach and pulling down her bottoms. Watching him talk to a couple of guys made her notice his lips and tongue. She wanted to know how it felt between her legs, lightly licking and kissing her clit. Right as she started to think about him thrusting her against the wall, Jonathan broke her train of thought. “What are you thinking about so hard? You look like you’re about to pass out”. October took a deep breath in and unclenched her thighs, “I’m fine, I just need to go to the locker room and splash some water on my face”. “Why not just jump in the pool?” “Yeah, that’ll work”.
As she started sliding herself into the water, Octobers nipples suddenly became hard from the rush of cold, poking through her thin bikini top. And right as she was about to be fully underwater, she locked eyes with her viking god.
Holding her breath as hard as she could, she tried to stay underwater until she thought he was gone. Instead, she found the explosion of bubbles that had caught her gaze had turned out to be him. And he was gliding right toward her. His muscular arms pulling him closer and closer. Suddenly he stopped and just gazed into her eyes, making the water around her feel hot. She felt like he knew all to well what was happening inside of her….and between her legs. He looked her up and down, and gave the sexist smile she’d ever been given.
Suddenly remembering she needs air October shot herself to the surface taking a deep breath in. Jonathan, helping out of the pool, asks “are you okay?”. She scrambles away from him saying, “ I just need the locker room. I need to use the bathroom”. Not even waiting for a response she jogs to the locker room entrance.
Once inside the locker room she does a quick scan of the room. Locker area. Empty. Bathroom stalls. Empty. Dressing rooms. Empty. Just like she’d hoped. Locking herself in the furthest dressing room from the entrance, she felt her forehead. Then down her neck and arms. Her skin was hot, but not from the sun. She touched herself even lower, realizing how hot she actually was. She hadn’t touched herself since Jonathan came into her life. But she needed a release he could never provide. But now someone else would.
She slowly moved her top to the sides revealing her breasts, caressing them and gently squeezing her already hard nipples. She imagines his hands running over them, covering them with his mouth, tasting them. Untying one side of her bottoms she let them fall to the floor, picturing his mouth making its way down her belly and to the secret between her thighs. Her hand explores, finding that she’s still wet. Looking into the full length mirror on the wall October sits back on the bench. Wishing he was above her, she moves her fingers down low, back and forth on her clit, climbing higher and higher. She lets out a soft moan, wishing her viking could her how he’s making her feel. Her hand on her left breast, the other between her legs, she lets her head hang back, imaging his tongue taking her even higher then before. “Fuck”, she moans. Her fingers slip inside, she gasps and bites her other fingers to stifle her moans. She starts to move against her own hand, picturing him taking her right there on the bench. Faster. Faster. Until she can’t take it anymore. With one final thrust and one final gasp she comes on her fingers, still wanting more.
