Oh, just go already, Ryan thought with growing annoyance. He watched his father toss his mother's luggage in the car while his mother talked incessantly on the phone and inspected her carefully manicured fingernails. Ryan rolled his eyes at his mother.
"Sweetie, I've made some appointments for you, hairdressers, dentistry and a personal shopping session" his mother stated after ending the phone call. "Tomorrow morning, 9am! I had to make it early because they will be spending a lot of time on you."
"Oh...mom...you’ve gotta be kidding me. Those people are bastards, why do you insist on torturing me?"
"Don't be silly, sweetie. You’ve got some important college interviews coming up and you’ve gotta look you’re best. I want you to pay close attention as they floss your teeth! You should be able to do it just like they do!"
"Mom. It's a waste of money. I look fine as I am." Ryan did not try to hide his disdain. While he perhaps wasn’t the most smartest young man, he was tall and in good shape and he thought of himself as more ruggedly handsome, he certainly wasn't a fancy dresser.
His mother pursed her lips just before kissing Ryan's cheeks. "I knew you wouldn’t be pleased, that’s why Rebecca will drive you to your appointments, so don’t be alarmed if you see anyone around the home." She turned and walked away. "Have fun Dad" he shouted towards him with more than a little irony. After watching them drive away from there lush, extravagant home, he sighed heavily and walked through the house to the pool, now he had ‘her’ to contend with, the one who he couldn't get out of his mind.
Rebecca stood out from his mothers other friends, her looks and her confidence and it seemed she had targeted him. Perhaps he was crazy, but the exchanges a few weeks back at that wedding was enough for him to think about her all the time.
She seemed to be an expert that night in determining his line of sight to her body - at first it was a nipple as she leaned forward in a way to cause a gap in the opening of her dress and he could see right in. Then she sat a few feet from him, slumped down just enough so that when she spread her knees it just enough he caught a glimpse of what he knew was her plump pussy. He felt a quiver in his loins as he remembered that evening even now.
Ryan sighed roughly as he slipped off his t-shirt, displaying his 18 year old, trim naked body but for a pair of blue shorts. He strolled over to the diving board, just relieved that he had so easily talked his parents into letting him stay home while they visited her mother's family, Ryan hated being around them.
He jogged to the end of the board and bounced into the air, then splashed into the pool. The cold water greeted his body and he broke the surface with a gasp. "Damn! That’s cold!" He exclaimed aloud to no one.
"Sweetie, I've made some appointments for you, hairdressers, dentistry and a personal shopping session" his mother stated after ending the phone call. "Tomorrow morning, 9am! I had to make it early because they will be spending a lot of time on you."
"Oh...mom...you’ve gotta be kidding me. Those people are bastards, why do you insist on torturing me?"
"Don't be silly, sweetie. You’ve got some important college interviews coming up and you’ve gotta look you’re best. I want you to pay close attention as they floss your teeth! You should be able to do it just like they do!"
"Mom. It's a waste of money. I look fine as I am." Ryan did not try to hide his disdain. While he perhaps wasn’t the most smartest young man, he was tall and in good shape and he thought of himself as more ruggedly handsome, he certainly wasn't a fancy dresser.
His mother pursed her lips just before kissing Ryan's cheeks. "I knew you wouldn’t be pleased, that’s why Rebecca will drive you to your appointments, so don’t be alarmed if you see anyone around the home." She turned and walked away. "Have fun Dad" he shouted towards him with more than a little irony. After watching them drive away from there lush, extravagant home, he sighed heavily and walked through the house to the pool, now he had ‘her’ to contend with, the one who he couldn't get out of his mind.
Rebecca stood out from his mothers other friends, her looks and her confidence and it seemed she had targeted him. Perhaps he was crazy, but the exchanges a few weeks back at that wedding was enough for him to think about her all the time.
She seemed to be an expert that night in determining his line of sight to her body - at first it was a nipple as she leaned forward in a way to cause a gap in the opening of her dress and he could see right in. Then she sat a few feet from him, slumped down just enough so that when she spread her knees it just enough he caught a glimpse of what he knew was her plump pussy. He felt a quiver in his loins as he remembered that evening even now.
Ryan sighed roughly as he slipped off his t-shirt, displaying his 18 year old, trim naked body but for a pair of blue shorts. He strolled over to the diving board, just relieved that he had so easily talked his parents into letting him stay home while they visited her mother's family, Ryan hated being around them.
He jogged to the end of the board and bounced into the air, then splashed into the pool. The cold water greeted his body and he broke the surface with a gasp. "Damn! That’s cold!" He exclaimed aloud to no one.
