Pay the rent...or??? (closed for Becaa57)

[Becaa57]

I hear you come out, and turn to look. Seeing that you as well are nude, puts me more at ease about my nudity. Making me wonder just where our relationship is going, obviously moving past the landlord tenant stage with the lack of clothing around the pool.
"Thank you for the snacks!! I hope it's ok that I get some sun, I try not to overdo it. I just had some time today and as it turned out, my suit is still being held hostage "
Turning over so I can look at you as you sit in the lounge. "I won't be here to much longer, have to take a shower and get ready for my dinner date. Taking that one step at a time, and time will tell were it leads too, also wondering if new opportunities may be opening up"

 

[georgerb]

Hmmm…”Totally okay, just one of those barriers you have willingly stepped past. And you can’t overdo what those awakening desires tell you.”

Too early to offer or dictate more lotion on her flipped side, though part of her most likely wants that push. Have to admit she has a nice ass and she is at ease with showing it with me…as well as hoping for more?

“Let’s hope your evening goes well, Becca. And no matter the outcome, parallel paths often are compatible depending on context.”

I wondered how her night would end. Already knowing I would be poolside to hear her tale. Even though the obligation of rent wasn’t due, I figured there may be obligations I could push.

 

[Becaa57]

I think about what you just said, laying there also wondering if I should ask you to put lotion, but decide that might be misconstrued considering I'm nude here. "Yes right now it's a barrier I guess I have to decide if I should turn around or try and go past it. I've learned to be very careful with newly awakened desires, as following them can backfire big time"
You mentioning my evening reminds me that I have to get a move on soon. "Thank you I hope it is a nice one too. I hate first dates though, even with someone you know. It's like you are defining a whole new relationship. I also need to not read or have too high of expectations right? I mean if it goes no further, then hopefully we will continue being friends" With that I push myself up and standup. "Guess I'd better get ready, are you going to be around later?"

 

[georgerb]

Gone was the thought of having her massage in some lotion on her cheeks. The blush and command would have been another step.

“Expectations sometimes are silent desires. And sometimes reveal deeper ones, Becca.”

Looking at her standing up and her taking deep breaths and that slight blush…escaping from her own thoughts.

“If you want me to be…just text.”

She was still standing there as I headed inside.

 

[Becaa57]

I watch as you go into the house, wondering what you meant by the comment about silent desires. Which can mean a lot of things, then as you walk into the house the saying if I want you to be here when I get back. Thinking to myself do I? I know I am enjoying being down here when you are, but you are much older, and my landlord on top of things. Somehow you've turned things around on me because of the late rent to where I'm standing nude in your backyard. But why still I wonder. Sighing I grab my wrap and towel and head upstairs, forgetting for a moment to put the wrap on until I realize the neighbor is staring at me. "Great!!" I just hold it in front and climb to get ready for dinner.
At 5:30 I get the text that he is in the street, and I walk down getting into his car and we drive off.
Several hours later you hear a car door shut. Then after a bit what you would assume is me jumping into the pool. After about 15 minutes, you get a text. "I'd like some company please"

 

[georgerb]

Actually I hadn't expected a text from Becca. I did expect her to be sorting out her summary of her dinner date. Though part of me, if I was reading her correctly, would be deciding what she wanted in a potential parallel path. I didn't see her as the type to hide inside spooning ice cream or chatting with a girlfriend. Too much of her wanted to explore, even if she wasn't openly ready to admit it yet, not how much she desired. But that was a big part of barriers and the darkness. You weren't sure what was there but curiosity was like a magnet, emotionally and physically.

Reading the text, I look out and see she is wet and naked. Which means she has accepted a bit of my expectations and comfortable with them.

Stripping, I head out, pouring us a night cap at the bar.

"Becca, so how was the dinner? Are the invitations going out tomorrow?"

 

[Becaa57]

As I do some lazy laps, mostly to work off dinner, I think, why did I invite him out? I guess just getting used to seeing him and chatting a bit. He is an interesting guy. I come of the pool as you come walking out, bearing a drink. "Such a gentleman!! Thank you" Laying the towel down, I lay back on the lounger. "Invitations??? No there won't be any going out probably ever with him." I sip the drink and think about the dinner and how much I should share with you. "Overall I guess dinner was ok, he is a nice guy and has a good sense of humor, but honestly not that interesting as a person. One thing that I've noticed since working in a bar is how much people drink. He in my opinion over did it a bit, not enough to get out of hand, but enough that I took a Lyft home" Thinking more "I don't know maybe I'm being too critical about it. He was polite and settled for a good night kiss. If he asks me again I'll probably go, I mean not much else going on for me right?"

 

[georgerb]

Watching her lay out on the lounger had such attraction and I felt some part of her realized it. "Glad you took the Lyft home, a very reasonable decision."

What part of her knew that? Or was that a quiet signal for that push?

"Some times one glimpses past the obvious things. Those barriers can blind at times."

 

[Becaa57]

Laying there, watching as you look at me, something different tonight, but I can't put my finger on it, feels nice though. "Well maybe another bonus for working in a bar, you get used to calling Uber or Lyft for certain patrons, who've over done either for them or their dates. I think I know most of the drivers around town"
Thinking about what you are saying about barriers. "I think sometimes things are so obvious one doesn't see them, kind of missing the tree's because of the forest. Quite often to you may not realize it is a barrier that you can get around, without some kind of sign"

 

[georgerb]

The “permission” or okay was subtly presented. Timid or scared at some level, yet bold enough to present it directly, even if unsure where it would lead. Or how far it would or how she would ask for more.

Sitting down our drinks I move my lounger at the end of hers. Taking a long swallow, “ I think you need a distraction.” The view was even better at this perspective.

Picking up her left foot, I began to massage it. Slowly and deeply. She almost jumped at first but quickly relaxed though her breathing was deep. There wasn’t any missing the mix of pleasure and questions in her face.

“Without a sign, you just need to be bold enough to question or accept what’s offered.”

 

[Becaa57]

Still thinking about what you said, I jump when you just take my foot and lift it some to start massaging it. One thought goes through my head, Well he has a full view now. I try to relax and enjoy the massage.
"This wasn't expected, but I'd be lying if I didn;t say it feels great, you have great hands for giving massages" relaxing my leg in your grasp, watching your face as you concentrate on what you are doing

 

[georgerb]

Her eyes close a bit, and she gets startled a bit as I switch to the other foot but lift lt up onto my knee. That small step towards openness. The small tremor is felt in my hands as I also see that soft blush.

“And sometimes you pass a barrier with nothing but good feelings”.

 

[Becaa57]

It startles me less when you switch feet, I find it a bit easier for me to lay back with my eyes closed. I do notice that you put the foot you were working on, down on your leg, not down to the lounge. But still your hands feel so good, I feel the tension leaving my body as you massage my feet. "You do that so good, have you had some kind of training? I"ve gotten professional massages what aren't as good"
"When you have nothing but good feelings, then it means it was barrier that should have been passed, but that's not always the case, sometimes you realize that crossing it was a mistake and you should go back"

 

[georgerb]

“Or whoever was helping you pass the barrier wasn’t accomplished or was disregarding your signals.”

I ran my hands lightly up her calf.

“ mistakes could be a signal the wrong goal was acheived”

 

[Becaa57]

I tense slightly when your hands move up my leg some. Wondering what your goal is, a foot rub is one thing, but I don't think you need to go much higher. As your start moving up, I sit up and move legs out of your hands. "I think maybe that's good for tonight" Putting my legs and feet back down on the lounge, very aware that it doesn't change your view much. I think of what you were saying.
"The problem with barriers is that they are there for a reason, sometimes to keep you from a good thing, sometimes to keep you from a wrong thing. And you are right signals are important as is the guidance received. it may just be a matter of timing"

 

[georgerb]

The move wasn't rushed or jerky but very controlled. It had been a long evening for her and I'm sure her mind was re-playing her date and any future there, as well as where we were going. Or more accurately, what she wanted out of it. We both sip our drinks lost in our thoughts. I was pretty convinced her sleep might be a bit restless with the scenarios running free.

"So, any other part of the date cause you to ask for company? I'm all ears, I'll sit on my hands, promise." I liked the view where I sat so I leaned back. And she seemed comfortable with the display and my view...which is just another step and journey past a boundary.

 

[Becaa57]

We are now sitting basically foot to foot across from each other. I can see that your rubbing my feet and legs had a bit of a positive effect on you, but you seem not to be ashamed or bothered by it. I sip my drink still feeling the effect of the foot rub, almost sorry I stopped you. When you ask the question. I causes me to think, why did I ask for company, and can I actually share that with you.
" You don't have to sit on your hands , just remember boundaries still exist. Why did I ask you to come out. God uhmmm well I enjoy sitting talking to you, I realized I didn't get much of that from my date. He is a bit hung up on himself, I think especially after I made it clear that I wasn't going home with him. I like him, but I don't know hard to explain. It's like going out just an ice cream, not a real meal?? Silly of me I know."

 

[georgerb]

With no intent of diminishing her pinion, I chuckle a bit internally. Not that it was a ramble by any means. As I thought or presumed, her mind was re-playing her evening, there and here. That casual permission to continue with some level of physical contact not quite ready for more yet definitely part of her was wondering, (maybe just a bit more?) how far was she desiring her boundaries get shifted even if she hadn't openly admitted it to herself? A quiet desire awakened in her that may not stay quiet that long.

"As I enjoy our talks also. Not silly at all, Becca. There's not one of us out there that doesn't desire sometimes crave dessert before dinner...kind of a special treat we give ourselves for no reason we can justify besides that decision you are that you need it, eh? Or to contain other needs from blooming."

She shifted a bit as I talked, though it seemed she was thinking of other things by her glances.

 

[Becaa57]

I lay there as you respond, trying not to stare too much, but very aware of your body and the state it is in. Wondering... No don't go there.
"I get the idea of dessert before dinner, although as most every mom has probably said it will ruin your appetite for dinner ." Looking up at the sky so pretty and serene. "Plus of course sometimes things rushed aren't as satisfying"

 

[georgerb]

Her glances brought a smile to my face. Not often someone as young as her gifted me those secret desires even if she thought she was hiding them well. I could tell part of her thoughts were playing mentally though she was trying her best to distract herself.

"So true, but many things other than dinner don't need to be rushed at all. They need to be slow and intense to be truly enjoyed...savored to the edge and back repeatedly before the eventual free fall." The blush to her chest and neck, even in the night's limited lighting was evident, as well as that hint of moisture on her upper lip. Pretty sure it wasn't about her dinner date. She inhaled a bit deeper as she listened to my words, me knowing her mind was probably thinking of things she often ignored but was finding less desire to do so.

"Race you 4 laps before the moon sets. Winner gets to choose tomorrow nights ummm...topic of exchange and what it draws out...???"

 

[Becaa57]

I listen to what you say about dinner and other things.
"I think most things are better of not rushed" blushing when I conside the phrase back and forth repeadly. My mind going to what is very evident with you.
"Sounds!!!! ", swinging my legs around, I am up and at the edge, standing besides you.
"Ready, Set, Go!!!"
We are actually evenly matched, but you pull ahead at the end.
Pulling myself out of the pool, with the help of your extended hand.
"You are faster then I thought you would be"'
Drying off I grab my stuff and head up to my apartment

 

[georgerb]

Laughing my butt off as she dashes away knowing the neighbor is probably getting his eyes full of her taut ass as she bounds up the stairs. My comment about being fast when necessary fades from thought as the last glimpse of her behind is hidden by the door closing.

Pulling her out of the pool stirred my thoughts. A different sensation than the massage. And her comment about not rushing had obvious implications. She wasn’t the “brat” type but definitely was needing that slow push to openly accept what she knew about herself but rarely acknowledged.

Just what I needed.

 

[Becaa57]

As I head upstairs, I notice that our neighbor has taken to getting some air at night now too, sneaky old guy!!!! But I don't cover let him enjoy the view. Going into my apartment, shutting the door leaning against it. I think about tonight, both the date and where that may end up going, but more about tonight and the foot/calf rub and how it felt. And the feeling of your hand in mine as you pulled me out of the pool, were for just a moment we are face to face just inches apart. What am I going to do now??? I feel like I'm on a crossroads in my life and not sure which way will lead to something good, and which way will leave to a steep cliff.
The next day is Sunday and I stay upstairs for most of it, heading down in the afternoon for some pool time. I was tempted to put my suit on, but opted to continue that as I've been doing lately.

 

[georgerb]

Sunday…obviously no school and apparently no work. I pretend I’m being productive with cyber work but more so to just give her time to relax. Nor worry about winner’s choice. She’s a challenge in a way. Positive of what she wants and more so needs even though she hides it well..except to her inner self.

By the time I head down it’s almost dusk and made a pitcher of drinks. I went sans clothes as it seemed to be “us” and how we had become comfortable.

“And good evening.”

 

[Becaa57]

I'd done several sets of laps, not sure why just antsy today. I'm laying there in the shade now, almost dozing, when I hear you come out. opening my eyes I realize I'd dozed off.
"Hi, good evening to you as well. How was your day" Pleased to see you are still ok with us being nude. Watching as you pour me a drink, then hand it to me with a small flourish. "Well thank you kind sir!!!" Taking a sip, "Very nice!!. How was your day? I had kind of a lazy one"