Chapter 2 - The Daybed

CHAPTER 2: THE DAYBED

Pulling me to his chest, he swam the short distance to the shallow end and scooped me up before carrying me out of the pool. The shock of seeing him watching me masturbate and realising that I was still naked had just become unmistakable when he placed me on my feet and held out a towel.

I gratefully took the towel and wrapped it around myself to shield my nakedness, even though I was pretty sure Itumeleng had already seen all of my lady bits. Looking around, I realised I'd left my clothes inside on the couch. I was trapped for the moment, since Itumeleng was blocking the exit to the pool gate. It seemed like an eternity passed when it could have only been a few awkward seconds. I avoided his gaze by wiping my face with the edge of the towel and pushing my wet hair back from my face.

"Baby, are you alright?" Itumeleng asked, and reached to rub his hands up and down my arms. I know he was only trying to comfort me after I tried to swallow a litre of pool water, but his touch was building the fire between my legs to an inferno.

"Sli?"

Itumeleng had been calling me Sli for as long as I'd known him. As a matter of fact, I don't think I'd ever heard him call me Slindile before.