Summertime Blues (for Zoe)

Ellie couldn’t help but smile. “That sounds like a good idea, you do all the work and I will come round the first day to collect eggs and get all the glory, right?” She asked looking up at him.

Looking down briefly for a moment she moved her legs, pushing against the water, before moving back, laying her head back against the edge. “You are lucky you don’t need to work till Wednesday, get the benefit of the nice weather, I heard it’s supposed to get a bit horrid at the weekend.”
 
Tommy smirked at her, and shrugged. “We’re overdue for some rain,” he said, looking up at the clear blue sky. The sun was quite warm, and he was already starting to sweat just a bit. He chuckled. “And here I thought you enjoyed doing all the work,” he said. “Just judging from your enthusiasm with certain tasks…”

He winked at her before turning away to survey the gardens once more. “I think they’re due for a good soak,” he said, before making his way over to the hose reel beside the house. He turned the water on and took the hose out into the garden to start watering it.
 
She couldn’t believe he mentioned it, well not exactly mentioned it but implied it, she had hoped it would be like some unspoken rule between them to just forget what had happened.

Still she let some more time tick away before she got up, leaving the pleasure of the water to sit in the sun,pulling a couple of chairs to sit with her feet up. Ellie had picked up her towel, wrapping it under her top to cover most of her, but soon found it too hot and besides it was nicer to feel the sun on her skin. She couldn’t help but watch him moving around the garden, her eyes hidden by the shades, he was quite unlike anyone else she knew.
 
Tommy took his time wandering around the garden with the hose, watering his plants as he went, only occasionally glancing back at Ellie. He raised an eyebrow when he saw her lay out in the sun, but then cover herself with a towel, and wasn’t surprised when she had discarded it.

Fuck, but she looked good. He couldn’t deny it, Ellie was fucking hot. She had the kind of body he often fantasized about but had never had his hands on… until their little agreement, of course.

He couldn’t quite help himself as he watered the lettuce close to where she was laying out on the deck. “You’re gonna get sunburned if you lay out too long,” he said, before waving the hose in her direction and making it rain on her for a moment!
 
She squealed as the cool water hit her skin, jumping up in surprise, it wasn’t much but it had shocked her.

“Not funny Tommy!” She called out, sitting back down but not quite settling herself,

“If you are not careful I will have to beat you up!” She stated in a ‘matter of fact’ tone, “besides I can always get some more lotion!”
 
Tommy just chuckled at her threat, and promptly turned the hose back in her direction again! This time, though, he kept it trained on her for a long moment before pulling it away, quite enjoying her reaction!
 
She stood suddenly, her mouth tight trying to look annoyed but in reality trying to suppress a smile.

“You are in so much trouble.” She replied darkly clambering over to where he was, “I mean so much trouble.” He was quite funny at times really, she moved quickly, tried to grab the hose but only succeeded in holding onto it with him.

His finger on the button she pushed the mouth towards him, pressing her own finger over his to turn it on, aiming to hold it as long as possible.
 
“Ahh, fuck!” Tommy said, as the spray from the nozzle blasted him in the face suddenly, but he managed to get it turned away, and it was now spraying haphazardly all over the yard. “Oh you’re gonna pay for that!” he said.

He adjusted his grip and managed to turn the hose back on her, squeezing the handle at full blast, square between her breasts for a moment before directing it up to hit her in the face!
 
There hasn’t been much time to enjoy her victory before she let out another scream, turning her back to him as she tried to catch her breath. “Not fair Tommy!” She laughed.

Not moving for a moment she hatched a plan, keeping her back to him she walked backwards till she was pressed against him the hose trapped between them. One hand slipped up her back, fingers just touching the handle whilst her other reached up for him. She pressed it against his cheek as she looked up at him, fingers moving to the back of his neck, pulling his face towards her, eyes moving between his own and his lips.

At this point she pulled the hose hard out of his grip and jumped forward a few steps, mouth open in glee as she turned giving him multiple short bursts of water.
 
“Dammit!” Tommy grunted. She’d got him good! He ran away from the spray, making for the length of hose laying on the ground a few feet from her. He grabbed it and yanked it towards him, but couldn’t get it free, and they were quickly engaged in a game of tug-of-war with the hose.
 
Ellie could feel she was losing the battle for the hose, he was much stronger than he looked.

“Wait Tommy stop!” She held up a hand, “Let’s call a truce ok? I need to go shower.” She paused tilting her head with a smile. “A proper shower with soap, warm water and everything! So here is the plan, on the count of three you let go and I am throwing the hose over there.” She pointed to her left,

“That way we have both surrendered. Ready?” She asked holding the hose to show she wasn’t going to turn it back on.

“Count of three? One.” She shuffled her feet, making sure the ground was solid and she wouldn’t slip.

“Two.” Without waiting for three she threw the hose to her left and ran for the deck to collect her things.
 
Tommy, of course, wasted no time in turning the hose back on her as she ran away, spraying her profusely for a minute as she scampered around on the deck, laughing as he did.

Finally he relented, and smiled at her. “You know, if you actually help me out in the garden, you won’t get hosed down!”
 
Inwardly she cursed him, should never trust a man with a hose lesson learned, she laughed slightly.

On finally gathering her things she stood against the doorway, lifting a hand to her head in a dramatic swoon, “Some of us have to work for a living Tommy!” She called before going inside.

Ellie had showered and washed her hair, it had gotten wet after all so she may as well. Left her hair down, a slight wave to it that she couldn’t be bothered to iron out, it was too hot, pulled on a pair of slightly ripped denim shorts and a white t-shirt, a great outfit for encouraging tips she thought and headed back downstairs.

Carefully she has peered through the door, just to check he wasn’t still in possession of the hose, before stepping out.
“I’m off to work, see you tomorrow.” She called to him busy in the garden before heading off to a quiet Monday shift
 
Tommy returned the hoze to its home shortly after Ellie went to get ready for work. He wandered about the garden for a bit, occasionally pulling a stray weed, before he decided he was done for the day.

Tommy walked back up onto the deck, and then went inside and grabbed an ice cold beer from the refrigerator and returned outside. He took a long drink and then kicked off his dirty shoes and unhooked the shoulder straps of his overalls, letting them fall to the deck. He stepped out of them and walked over to the hot tub. Now it was his turn to relax! He was peeling off his tee shirt, with his back to the door, wearing only a pair of shorts, when he heard the door open and Ellie called out to him.

He looked back over his shoulder at her, smiled, and waved. “Have a good night!”
 
It had been a quiet Monday, no hassle, minimal rude customers and no Tommy either.
Ellie did half expect to see him walk through the door frequently, her eyes kept drifting between the door and the large clock on the back wall. Many times she had to remind herself he wouldn’t be popping in, by now he was probably tucked up in bed sleeping, she was a little jealous he had so much time at home but she was well aware she needed to make as much money as she could whilst she had the free time.

It was only after midnight, The Library only holding a few straggling customers when her colleague told her to go, get away early and she would close herself.

Ellie jumped at the chance, changing her shoes, stuffing the tips into her bag and practically running out the door . Perhaps if Tommy was still awake she would hang out with him for a bit, see what he had been up to that day. She even missed his company walking home, keeping her bag tight to her, speed walking through the streets.
 
After soaking in the hot tub for a while alone, Tommy eventually got out. He got cleaned up in the shower, fixed himself a sandwich. He had gotten a few messages looking for some weed, so he spent a few hours that evening bouncing around town making deliveries.

It was around eleven when he got back home, quite pleasantly stoned. His friends often liked to have a few puffs with him when he delivered their weed. He considered dropping by the Library on his way home. Ellie had looked good when she’d left for work, and he sure wouldn’t have minded watching her bend over behind the bar a few times, whenever she grabbed him a fresh beer.

But, he didn’t want to make her think he was stalking her or something. And anyways, they were roommates now, so there would be plenty of time together.

Tommy got home and grabbed a beer and plopped down on the couch, turning on a show on Netflix, although he didn’t really pay attention. His mind was wandering back to Ellie, more and more often lately. He checked the time. It was nearly midnight. She usually didn’t get home until well after one.

When his arousal had grown too intense, he craved some relief, so he flipped off the TV and went up to his room. Maybe getting off would clear her from his mind. He sat down at his desk and put on his headphones, and looked around on pornhub until he found a mattress actress that had a very similar body and appearance as Ellie. He pulled down his shorts, poured some almond oil on his member, and slowly started stroking himself, moaning from the pleasurable sensations.
 
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Ellie was practically panting by the time she got home haven almost ran through the streets afraid someone would try to mug her.

When she saw the living room was empty she wasn’t too surprised, he was probably in the tub smoking and drinking, perhaps she would join him tonight. Except on walking into the kitchen she saw that was not the case, he really was in bed early, poor boy must have had a really busy day.

Trying to be quiet she crept up the stairs, maybe she needed an early night too, but at his room the door was ajar, there was a blue light glowing from inside. Just in case he had left his computer on, softly she opened the door stepping inside.

The bed was empty and there he was engrossed in the screen. With a grin she moved, grabbing him by the shoulders and yelling “Evening!” in his ear. Except at that point she looked down and suddenly up, whilst they were both adults and she assumed he played with himself, it was still surprising.

Ellie jumped away, tripping over her feet and walked back into the wall with a thud.
 
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Tommy was suddenly pulled out of his erotic, mastubatory reverie, shocked at Ellie’s sudden presence, her voice in his ear, her hands on his shoulders.

“Fuck!” he shouted, and spun around in the chair. He let go of his cock and quickly tried to pull his shorts up, but Ellie was right there and he wound up head-butting her thigh as he bent over. He grabbed his shorts and yanked them up, but his dick still made an obscene, obvious tent.

“What gives Ellie?” he asked, throwing his headphones off and glaring at her. “You scared the shit out of me.”
 
Ellie did what any girl would do in that situation. She laughed. She couldn’t stop laughing, almost bordering on the hysterical.

“I’m so sorry!” She gasped out between laughs, “I never realised what was happening!” She had averted her eyes when he stood, staring up at the ceiling. Yes she had seen his cock multiple times, the last barely 2 days ago, but if they were to be friends she didn’t want to see it again.

Finally she suppressed her laughter, but still unable to catch her breath,
“I got away early!” She stated the obvious, “Thought I would see what you were up to but,” She paused looking at him again, “I am sorry.” She giggled covering her mouth with her hands before saying again “I’m sorry, in future I will not enter without knocking.” Her face trying to stay serious as her eyes glanced at the screen as a blonde haired girl showed off her mouthful of cum.
 
Tommy sat back down and glared at her as she laughed, but his anger quickly melted away as he looked at her. A smirk spread across his face.

“I mean, if you want to have an open door policy here, I’m alright with that,” he said, and noted then that her eyes were looking past him, at his computer screen.

A devilish idea popped into his mind, and he acted on it immediately, quickly reaching for her with both hands. He grasped her just below her ribs, fingers digging in, tickling her relentlessly!
 
She hadn’t manage to answer that she was going to install a lock on hers before he grabbed her.

Squealing she flared against him, hands pushing against his chest only getting a moments respite before he started again.

“Tommy stop!” She laughed beyond hysterical, having already been struggling to breath before had only made her worst, her head almost seemed to spin before she finally managed to get away from him.

She stepped away, trying to compose herself and glare at the same time. She pointed a finger to him.
“Stay. Still.” She gasped out taking another step back. “I’m going to bed, will leave you alone to…” She never finished, instead making a point to look down at his groin before back at him,

“At least that’s no longer my responsibility.” She grinned, panting and letting out the occasional giggle. “Goodnight.” She chirped leaving the room, making sure her own door was closed tight before she got changed, leaning her back against the door just in case.
 
Tommy was very close to just chasing after her to tickle her some more, but his jaw fell slack when she alluded to his masturbating, and he felt a quick rush of blood to his loins when she took that long moment staring at his crotch. He sat back down and just shook his head, shocked that she would mention their earlier arrangement again.

He closed his own door then, and returned to his computer screen, and started to try to get off again, but he quickly got frustrated, unable to concentrate after Ellie’s antics. He pulled his shorts back up again and headed down stairs, grabbing a beer on his way outside to smoke a cigarette.

He sat down at the picnic table in front of an ashtray, cracked his beer and lit up, wondering what the rest of this summer would bring, now that Ellie was living there. He smiled. They’d had some good times so far, and he did genuinely enjoy her company, but he was finding it nearly impossible to repress the intense attraction he had for her.

He sighed and took a drag. He wondered if she felt the same way, if she was just better at hiding it, or if she really had put it all in the past, after just a couple of days. He finished his beer and snuffed out his cigarette before heading back inside, brushed his teeth, and headed to bed.
 
Ellie had enjoyed herself that night, lying reading a book, gentle breeze coming from her open window, much calmer than what her roommate was obviously up to next door.
She had heard him move downstairs, clearly managed to finish himself off in no time then, she had thought slightly amused at walking in on him earlier. She would always knock and use extra caution in the future. Even later on she was vaguely aware of him coming back up the stairs and going to bed, but her book was too good to put down, she was too close to finding out who the killer was for sleep!

So it was a shock to her when she woke up the following day and it was nearly lunchtime. Of course she had plenty do time to get ready but she always preferred to do something before work, made her feel more productive, except today she fancied a bath instead.
Without a decent book though she could do nothing but think whilst soaking her bones. Her roommate. Spending time around him had been enjoyable, now she didn’t have a cloud hanging over her she could actually just relax, get to know him a little. Of course having ‘got’ her twice the previous day she was going to have to get her revenge on him somehow, and though his reaction had amused her, she should not have mentioned their arrangement, that was a rule that did not need to be broken. Still her mind drifted back to him, what was he doing that morning, enjoying the sun, soaking in the tub, smoking pot to which she mentally rolled her eyes, or most likely messing around in the garden in those goofy clothes of his, she smiled picturing him. In a way it was a pity he wasn’t her type, actually if you asked her to the opposite of her type he would tick many of the boxes, long hair, occasional drug user and in her opinion a terrible taste in music, yet there was something nice, likeable about him.

She lay back, head hanging off the edge, and he had fucked her, or had been within millimetres of penetrating her. The thought made her smile, it had been intense and yet they were both pretending it never happened, which was definitely for the best.
 
Tommy had woken up early that morning. Coffee, breakfast, clean up, then outside to the garden. He wandered about for a minute, looking around. There was a section of the yard that hadn’t been turned into gardens, which was where he was fixing to build his chicken coop.

He took some measurements, and looked up some examples on the internet for a while, before settling on one. He drew out his plans on a couple pieces of graph paper, started making a list of the materials he would need, and then headed to the hardware store.

He returned home an hour later, the bed of his truck filled up, and got to work. It was a hot day, sunny and bright and kind of muggy, and he was sweating as he worked on his project. He was quite happy to be focused on something and working with his hands, though, which kept him from fixating on his roommate.

As the sun rose high in the sky, he started to wonder if Ellie would make an appearance. Did she have to work tonight? Dammit. Focus, Tommy. He measured out his next cut on another wooden slab, marked it, lined it up on his saw, and fired the tool up. It was loud, but cut through the wood quickly.
 
The sound came piercing into her tranquillity, screeching over and over again. She frowned, if that was Tommy she was going to need to have a word, what if she had been sleeping, a little warning would have been nice! No matter how much she tried to tune it out the visceral sound it never worked, eventually forcing her to get out of the bath. She did peek out to ensure a clear passage before dashing into her room wrapped in a towel. He had actually annoyed her, instead of being able to relax she ended up getting dressed for work as there was no point not to! On top of it the noise had made her aware how hungry she was. She picked up the denim shorts from the previous day and gave them a check, they were still clean enough to wear, they had earned her particularly good tips the previous evening, paired it with a black t-shirt and stomped down the stairs, ready to bite his head off.

Except she couldn’t, as she was about to open the door she had paused, watching him instead. Now Ellie didn’t know any better, but he at least looked like he knew what he was doing, moving the wood around so fluidly, cutting measuring and no swearing to signal any mistakes! A smile made it’s way to her lips, how could she resist it, perhaps if she ate something the noise would be less annoying.

She made some toast with butter, cleaned and threw fruit in a bowl, made some tea before heading out to the picnic table.
“You might have given me some ear protection!” She called out to him, grinning
 
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