The Teacher Next Door (Closed for Becaa57)

I’m working out again when I hear the doorbell ring. I go answer it and give a small smile when I see her there with cookies. “Hello there.”
 
I smile in relief when you greet me with a Hello There. "Hi Anton, I just wanted to welcome you to the neighborhood, I made some of my grandma's cookies for you" I can see that you've been working out, you sweaty you skin is gleaming. I shake my head, god I've got to stop this. "Anyways I do hope you enjoy them"
 
“Thanks a lot, Mrs A,” I smile as I take your cookies. I look at your clothes and begin to imagine how hot your body is under them. I mentally tell myself to stop. “I’ll be sure to. Thanks for the warm welcome.” I look around for a few moments before looking at you again. “Sure is nice out today.” It was. The past few days have been beautiful. I had been really enjoying seeing how nice the neighborhood. “Would you like to come in?”
 
"You're welcome Anton, and please, I'm no longer your teacher you can call me Rebecca or Becca if you want." I see your eyes go up and down my body, typical man but it doesn't bother me, you don't dwell. "This is a nice neighborhood we've lived here for years now. There is a good trail for hiking or running if are interested in that. I can see you work out a lot." God! Why not just tell him he is a hunk, do they even use the expression anymore. "Come in? Well only if you're sure I'm not intruding"
 
“Not at all, Rebecca,” I smirk at you as I use your first name. “Please come in.” I move out of the way so you can enter the house.
 
It does seem strange to here my name coming from the lips of what used to be a student. But things change. I walk into your house noting that it is very well furnished, a professional touch maybe a decorator? I see a picture actually your high school graduation picture of you and your mom on the mantle. "How is your mom doing? You probably aren't aware but she and I used to have lunch every now and then" As I walk into the kitchen I can't help but comment. "I've always loved this kitchen, a true cooks kitchen"
 
“Mom’s doing well,” I told you. I was surprised to hear that you guys had lunch. That I didn’t know. No wonder she said that I should treat you nicer. “Business has been going well so she’s been happy about that.” When you compliment the kitchen, I can’t help but smirk. I wasn’t the best at baking but I was a pretty good cook. “Oh yeah, I’ll definitely be cooking some good food in here.” Just the morning I made myself a good breakfast of bacon and eggs.
 
"That's good, tell her I say hi, will you? At first the lunches were us discussing you, but the developed into just a friendship" Lol "Bacon and eggs?? Well that is a good breakfast" I walk into the living room, "Ok if I sit for a minute? Are you and your mom working together now? I seem to recall she was starting up a new business"
 
“Go ahead and take a seat,” I say as I sit down on the couch myself. It was comfortable as hell so why not? I nod my head when you ask the question about me working with my mom. “Yeah we are. Like I said it’s been successful and she’s really happy about it. Hell, how do you think I was able to afford this house?” I chuckled. “She had a vision and she saw it come true. We’re proud of each other for how far we’ve come.” I smirk. “I guess I have learned a few things over the sort few years.”
 
"I always knew you could go far, I think that's why I pushed you so hard as a student, maybe why you pushed back, I don't know. I will honestly say I am very happy and proud of you for what you've accomplished. I will also apologize that I got so angry with you back then. " You've grown up into a fine young man from the the looks of things. Looking around your living I see pictures, mostly you and your mom, you and a dog. But no girls
 
“I should apologize too,” I responded. “I should’ve known you were only trying to help me reach my potential.” I looked around at what I managed to accomplish and said, “I shouldn’t have gotten you so angry either. Yet yeah at least we’re better now right? You know what would make it better though? A good woman by my side. Probably gonna get back into the dating game.”
 
"You seemed to enjoy the fact that you could push my buttons" Thinking back to when you were in school. "And quite honestly I don't know what it was about you, that I let get that close, if that makes any sense." Looking around. "Yes things are much better now, maybe a good woman as you put it. By your side. There are plenty of young women floating around here" Sitting back. "I am glad that we can talk now"
 
“Same here. It feels good talking this all out.” I replied. “How is your husband, by the way?”
 
When you ask about my husband, I grimace, last thing I want to think about. But...
"He is ok, still working. If it is ok with you I'd like you to come over for dinner one night, so you can meet him. I think that will make things a bit easier if I start using your pool, only if that offer is still open"
 
“Free food? Sounds good to me.” I smirk. “I’d be glad to meet your husband. I remember I saw him a couple of times but never talked to the guy so I guess it’ll be good to get to know another neighbor. And yeah the offer is still open. You can use the pool whenever you want.”
 
I smile at the free food comment. "He hadn't mentioned seeing you, but that doesn't surprise me. He probably wouldn't. Let's plan on tomorrow night? It's Thursday and I wouldn't want to interfere with your Friday night." I gather my things up. "Well I guess I'd better get home, thank you for keeping the offer open. I may use it tomorrow it is a short day at school, not something that you have be aware of anymore. Thank you for giving us a 2nd start"
 
I nod my head. “No problem. And I’ll be swimming tomorrow so I’ll look forward to seeing you if you show up. Have a good night.”
 
I head home, and finish dinner. My husband shows up late as usual. as he is eating I tell him that I've invited our new neighbor over for dinner tomorrow night for him to please be home on time. He tells me ok, then asks why? "Well as it turns out he used to be a student of mine, named Anton I'm sure I mentioned him quite often" Of course he has zero memory of that. But say's 'Ok I'll be here'.
The next day things go fairly smoothly, I prepare a roast for dinner, putting it into the oven, then decide why not. Go and slip on my suit, worried because it is a 2 piece and I'm hoping you won't think too much. I check myself out in the mirror, well not too much tummy after all. Then grabbing a wrap and a towel I head over to your place. Ringing the doorbell I wait nervously for you to answer the door.
 
As I start heading to the backyard to swim I hear you ring the doorbell. Once again in nothing but my swim shorts I make my way to the door and open it nearly losing my mind when I see you in your 2 piece suit. I thought your body might look nice but holy shit you’re so fucking hot that I can barely contain myself but by some miracle I manage to do so and smile at you. “Glad you decided to take me up on my swim offer. Come on, as you know the pool’s in the back.”

I lead you to the pool and once we’re there I dive into and start doing a couple of laps before I look at you. “The water’s fine. Come on in.”
 
You open the door, and I can tell from your expression that you are a bit surprised at how I look, I wonder did he think I was going to show up in a granny suit? But then looking at you I'm not shocked but amazed at how tone and fit you are. The white shorts against your black skin such a contrast, bringing to mind other contrasts, then pushing those back. Following you through the house to the pool, watching you just dive in and start swimming. I think back to the swim meets and how I used to watch the boys there, your body more fit but still lean.
Your come on in remark wakes me up. I put my wrap on a chair and lower myself into the water, until I'm used to it. Then I start swimming back and forth, not nearly as fast or as clean as you, but I do love doing laps. After several of them, I pull myself out and sit panting on the side. "God I've missed this, but I'm way out of shape anymore"
 
“You just need more time in the water that’s all,” I tell you as I get out of the water and start to dry off in with my towel. “Some more time and you’ll be in perfect shape.”
 
I smile, trying not to stare at you. "Never thought I'd say this, but that was a sweet lie. I'm never going to be in perfect shape, never have been." I get up on my feet, not as easily as you did and taking my towel dry off as well, trying not to imagine your eyes watching with my back to you. I won't ever know. Finally wrapping it around myself, closing it just above my breasts. "Well thank you again for this, I do appreciate it. Dinner will be at 6:00, I won't guarantee my husband will be there, but I've told him about it. Walking out to the front door I let myself out. Then back home to check on the roast and start the sides. I take a quick shower and put on jeans and a t-shirt. Nothing fancy.
I pour a glass of wine and sit to wait for 6:00
 
After taking a shower of my own, I get ready to head over to your house. I put on a tank top and some shorts and look at himself in the mirror. Satisfied with what I see I walk out of the room. As I make my way out of the house I wonder how dinner is going to go. Would your husband really be there? If so, how would he react? I simply shrug and decided to see what happens as I make my way over to your house and knock on your day before waiting for you to answer.
 
I hear the knock and go to answer the door. Opening it I see you like me are dressed casually. The tank showing off your muscled arms. "Hi Anton, come on in. Steve, my husband isn't home yet, but he will be shortly he did text" I lead you into my house it's clean furniture a bit older now. "Would you like a drink? Do you drink?" God why am I so nervous around you. "Would you like a tour?"
 
I look around with a smile on my face. Your house is really nice. Then I hear you ask about a tour. “A toro sounds cool.”
 
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