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Chapter 2.

Just then Stephen walked in, his own embarrassment now put behind him. 
"Aimee", June called "This is my sons Stephen, Stephen, Aimee"
"Oh, hi Aimee" Stephen stepped forward and offered his hand, Aimee somewhat taken 
aback by this 17 year old trying to be so serious. To his credit when Aimee did 
rise, Stephens eyes didn't flick down to her breasts, for to long. A small grin of 
apology on his face, Aimee smiled in return. She had seen pictures of Stephen all 
over the house, he was very good looking but at the same time had an openness about 
him that she thought she would like. Now she knew that she was correct, he was very 
open. 

For his part, Stephen had never been so close to a great body, and he was trying 
every trick in the book to keep his dick under control. In the end he gave up and 
sat down.
"First my Mother walks in on me so I can't finish and now I have the woman in my 
house with the body of a goddess! Talk about a great start to the holidays" he 
thought. 

After breakfast Stephen got up without being asked and walked over to Aimee to 
assist with the dishes. At first she tried to send him away, but when she realised 
that this was clearly a routine, she quickly got into the swing of things.

"What you going to do today Stephen?" His Mom called over the newspaper. 
"Not sure Mom, that depends on you?"came the reply. 
"Oh?"
"Ja, I wanted to go to the mall and get some stuff for the holidays, also start on 
some Christmas shopping and stuff, but I need a ride"
"I'm sorry Stephen, I can't take you" She explained that Rob had taken her car 
this morning as Rob's 4x4 was in for a service before the drive to the coast in a 
couple of days.

Stephen wasn't upset but he was not look forward to spending the entire day at 
home, he had planed to meet some of his boarding school mates at the mall, they all 
lived quite far apart so it was difficult to seem them during the holidays.
"I'll take you Steve" came a voice from next to him.
"Oh, Hey cool!" then Steve remembered himself, "Mom can Aimee take me?"
"Sure" came the reply. 

Aimee had wanted to go to the mall in any case so it took care of a her petrol 
money, not that she had done it for that reason, but she was a student and every 
bit counted. At that point David walked back into the kitchen, looking a little 
flustered, in a new T-Shirt and blushing furiously

"Everything OK honey?" June lifted an eyebrow at him.
"Sure" David blushed deeper, Aimee's blush only added to Stephen's confusion.

David declined Aimee's over for a lift to the mall, his best friend Frank was 
coming over this morning, although they did not go to the same school the two of 
them were as thick as thieves, Stephen had no doubt that one day the two of them 
would be very rich or in very deep shit. They had a million and one business ideas 
and how to make it rich, the irony was they the Steers family was already extremely 
well off. David though was determined to make it on his own. As was Stephen.. well, 
when pushed. 

Still standing next to Stephen "We can leave in fifteen minutes" Aimee said. 
"Cool" Stephen replied checking his watch, more of that was to do with getting his 
eyes off Aimee than to actually check the time. 

The drive to the mall was fun, Stephen and Aimee relaxed in each others company. He 
seemed genuinely interested in her studies and she asked about his rugby, telling 
him that her brother played for the Oxford social team so she had spent many a cold 
Saturday morning cheering him on. He was more of a rower than a rugby player though. 

At the mall Stephen met up with his friends. They basically spoke about the 
holidays and what they were all getting up to, Aimee went off to do some shopping 
after meeting Stephen's friends, He seemed to be the leader of the pack in Aimee's 
mind which fitted his personality.They met up at just before one, Stephen's 
friends had all gone to see a film.

Stephen and Aimee fell into a comfortable groove, He finally had his dick and mind 
under some sort of control although he had taken a lot of abuse from his school 
mates about his "baby-sitter". Neither of them wanted to go home just yet so they 
chose to do a bit of window shopping. After he had shown her a dive watch that he 
wanted for Christmas for the 3rd time without a response he touched her shoulder 
to get her attention and asked if she was bored shopping with him.

"Oh.. I'm sorry Stephen, I'm just a little preoccupied" came the reply. 
"Do you want to shop by yourself a bit?" trying to hide the hurt in his voice.
"Well, yes and.. um .. well no" She replied. 
"Now you've got me confused." Not bothering to show the hurt this time. 
"Oh shit!". Stephen, that came out wrong. Here lets sit and I'll explain" She 
looked genuinely sorry. So Stephen took her hand almost naturally and led her 
to a nearby bench.

Aimee composed her thoughts, blushed, then shook her head as if to clear it and 
then with a voice, that was more sure than she felt she started.
"I want to buy a swimming costume, but I think I need some pointers, where I come 
from we don't swim much."
"Oh" Stephen thought buying a costume in South Africa was like buying a pair of 
jeans, very easy. Taking that she was English into account and trying not to smile 
he replied.
"I know a great shop, I'll help you choose" Aimee blushed again but Stephen 
appeared not to notice a minute later they were standing outside a shop with 
thousands of costumes.An assistant in her early 30's came across to help them. 
Aimee started to feel a little better about the costume.

"Should have spoken to June about this already" She thought to herself.
The assistant asked her what type of costume she was looking for. "Anything", came 
Aimee's reply. 
The assistant, helped choose what looked like a dozen costumes and Aimee went to 
try them on, she ended up choosing two, a bikini and a once piece, Stephen was 
dying to see what she looked like in them but Aimee refused, saying that she had 
to take care of something first, when Stephen shrugged confused, Aimee quickly 
scratched around in her bag for her purse.

Soon they were on there way back to the house, Aimee asked Stephen what he was 
going to be doing that afternoon. 

"I'll was thinking about working on the tan" Stephen said,
"What?" 
"Oh, suntan" Stephen said, "I don't want to go on holiday lily white so I will 
work on it today and tomorrow. How about you?" Stephen asked, "How about me what?"
"What are you up to this afternoon?" Stephen rolled he eyes.
"I have some of the washing to finish up and then I'm off from about 4. I was 
thinking on working on my suntan, I mean tan after that"
"How about I help you with the washing and then you can start working on that tan 
sooner." Stephen offered, the thought of seeing Aimee in her new bathing suit was 
more than just a slight motivator.
"Ah, cool thanks." Aimee smiled back at him.

On arrival at home they found a note on the door to say that June had taken Dave 
and Frank back to Frank's house and was going to spend the afternoon with Frank's 
Mom, Sally. Sally and June been friends ever since they met in post-natal classes 
after Dave and Frank were born. 

"Lets get started." Aimee said. Stephen nodded in way of reply. They quickly got 
all the washing sorted into neat piles of coloured, white and black and then put 
the first load in. Aimee fixed both of them a quick snack. Once they had eaten and 
tidied up, they did a last check of the house to make sure that all the beds where 
made, then Stephen swept out the entire house, while Aimee dusted and polished 
tabled surfaces. By the time they were finished the washing was complete and all 
they had to do was hang it up. Stephen put the second load of washing on, the 
colours, there were not enough whites to make a full load so he put that in the 
basket to await the following mornings clothes. Aimee, asked if she could go get 
into her costume. 

"Sure" came Stephens reply as he pushed the black towels into the washing machine.

Stephen bounced upstairs to get into his trunks and after picking out his baggiest 
pair, and rubbing suntan oil all over his body, he headed back down, grabbing a 
swimming towel on the way down from the linen cupboard in the passage. On arriving 
at the pool house, Stephen looked towards the cottage where Aimee stayed, and 
seeing nobody, Stephen set his towel down on the lounger and sat down to wait. 

He was about to go for a dip after 15 minutes, having given up waiting for Aimee, 
guessing that she had changed her mind. He stood up and was walking towards the 
deep end of the pool when Aimee came around the side of her cottage. Stephens eyes 
almost fell out of his head. She had chosen the bikini, a white bikini, that 
complimented her white skin. A darker colour costume would have made her look a 
pale blue colour. She tried not to blush at Stephens reaction, but did not succeed. 
Stephen for his part, thought it best to dive into the pool sooner rather than 
later, his cock and started to grow at an alarming rate. 

"Holy shit", he thought to himself underneath the water "I knew she had a good body, 
but that is incredible". 

"Hi" Aimee called from one of the deck chairs next to the pool when Stephen 
surfaced. He pulled himself out the water and sat down on the deck chair next to 
her. Aimee was lying on her stomach, she had taken her sarong off and draped it 
over her chair. Her head was resting on her arms and her eyes were closed against 
the glare of the sun. Stephen felt his member stiffen uncomfortably in his baggies 
again as his gaze went down Aimee's back over her perfectly shaped as. The white 
costume was hi-cut to show off her curves. 

"What are you doing?" Shaken out of his voyeuristic gaze, he looked at Aimee. She 
was looking up at him.
"How long was I staring at her ass" He thought, panicked. He looked down at her, 
she had a half smile on her lips. At least it looked as if it was a half smile. 
"eermmmm I was wondering what took you so long?" Came a reply out of nowhere. 
"Genius" he thought to himself

Aimee blushed deep crimson and said nothing.

"What's that all about?" a confused Stephen thought. 

Eventually she asked if he could put some suntan cream on her back. 

"God, even her accent turns me on" Stephen thought. He got up, picked up the 
suntan oil and sat next to her, his side touching her bare hip. She shivered, but 
did not move away. He reached down to undo the string at the back of her swimming 
costume.

Aimee reached back and undid the strings of the white bikini. Stephen, took his
time looking at the pale skin on Aimee's back.

"May as well enjoy the show", he thought to himself, he behan to rub cream onto 
her back and shoulders, giving her a bit of massage at the same time, he went right 
down to her bottoms making sure she was completely covered, the entire time his 
erection getting harder and harder, Aimee moaned into her arms when he stopped, he 
then resumed on her legs, not trusting himself he did this as quickly as possible, 
trying to think of all the rugby players names in the national squad. Once finished 
he lay in his back, put his okely sun glasses on and tried to think of anything but 
the firm ass next to him. Not that he had much success

They lay like that for about 20 minutes or so, then Aimee did up her top and rolled 
over, Stephen thought is was a good time to roll onto his stomach as he had been 
admiring her long legs and tight ass and had a hard on again. 

"Can I rub some cream on your back?" Aimee offered.
"Umm great, thanks" Aimee poured some oil into her hand and started to rub it onto 
the back of his legs. Her touch was gentle. Stephen closed his eyes and enjoyed the 
sensation. One of the true joys of life was having oil rubbed onto your body by a 
woman. Once she got to his back she shifted and sat next to him. Her hip pressing 
into his side. Her skin was still cool, and he enjoyed the sensation of the press 
of a woman's body against his. She worked the oil into his back for what seemed 
like an age. Stephen was holding his breath, scared she would stop if he moved. 

"My god you are strong" Had he heard that, or was it his imagination. 
"What?" he said, almost to scared to speak. She stopped and stood up. He turned to 
look at her. Her face was flushed, there were a beads of sweat starting to appear 
around her neck line. She quickly lay down on her back and closed her eyes, took a 
few deep breaths as if to compose herself and said nothing.

"She's certainly not used to the hot weather yet" Stephen thought to himself. He 
was going to push the issue, about her comment when he thought against it. Looking 
at her face, it was a mask of concentration. 

"If I say the wrong thing she will bolt I know it." he thought. 

Stephen was one hudrend percent correct. Aimee was trying to get herself under 
control. She had always been a sucker for a strong body and this boy. 

"BOY!", she screamed at herself, certainly had one. 
"Breath, girl breath, you really need to get a filter between your brain and your 
mouth." She thought. 
"He has a strong body indeed, but did you really need to say it out loud! If he 
says anything excuse yourself and go to your room." 

Eventually, after what seemed like an eternity, she had herself back under control 
she relaxed and started to enjoy the sun on her body. When she struck up a 
conversation with Stephen about school he responded in a normal seventeen year old 
way. For the next hour they chatted about all sorts of things, being well off 
Stephen had traveled a lot and seemed older than his years. Every now and then one 
of them would shift into a different position as the sun would get to hot. Beads of 
sweat were rolling off both of them when Stephen announced it was time for another
swim. Aimee quickly got of her deck chair and launched her lithe body into the 
swimming pool. It was an OK dive, her head popped to the surface and she swam to 
the edge, although she was not the best swimmer she looked more than OK with it.

"I took swimming as an elective in varsity" She offered by way of explanation after 
seeing his questioning look. "I'm still getting the hang of it. I studied body's in 
motion and I'm a part time instuctor at the gym back in London, anyway, and I read 
that swimming can really tone your body."
"Like it needs toning." Stephen though to himself as he dove into the pool. The 
water seemed really cold, but was actually about 26 degrees. His body quickly got 
used to it. 

They played around in the pool, enjoying the cold on their skin. The fun started 
when she pushed Stephen under while he was showing off his butterfly stroke. He 
quickly caught her as she desperately tried to swim away. Grabbed her foot and 
pulled her towards him pushing her head underwater as he groped his way up her 
body, not thinking of her as a girl, but as someone who had just dunked him. She 
came up spluttering and laughing at the same time and promptly dunked him again. By 
the time he had come up for air. She was at the edge of the pool and pulling 
herself out. As she turned around to see where he was Stephens eyes almost fell out 
of his head, her nipples where hard from the cold water, and although the white 
bikini was not see through there was little left to the imagination as to the size 
and shape of her nipples. He quickly dived under the water and pushed towards the 
edge of the pool. When he came up she had just picked up her towel and was 
concentrating on getting it wrapped around her. 

"You getting out now?" She asked when she saw him at the edge.
"In a sec" came the reply, 
"If I had to get out now you would see my raging hard on" He grinned to himself, 
She studied him for a second and then let it go. She lay back down on the deck 
chair, and closed her eyes. When Stephen felt his dick start to soften he pulled 
himself out of the pull and dried himself off. The next hour was much the same as 
the first. At the end another swim and dunking took place. Stephen got out first 
this time and as a joke flexed his muscles while wrapping the towel around himself. 
It's was Aimee's turn to stay in the pool for a bit and Stephen although still 
young thought he knew why. The sexual tension between them was on the rise, Stephen 
was still way to naive to think that anything would happen that did not stop his 
dick from having a continuous argument with his brain about the subject. 

Instead of lying down when Aimee got out of the pool she dried herself off and 
told Stephen she was heading down to here cottage to get changed and read her book 
for a bit, having had enough sun for the day. Stephen was actually quite happy to 
go in, but had wanted to spend a few more moments with her, unable to think up a 
reason to go down to the cottage with Aimee, he said his goodbyes and took the 
towels to the laundry. After dropping the in same basket as the white clothes he 
went up to his room to change. He checked his mobile and noticed a missed call from 
his Mom, listen to the message of June saying they would only be back at 7:00 the 
Playton's would be having dinner with the Steers and that it would be pizza. 
Stephen checked his watch and realised it was just after 5.

"Time flies when you are having fun." He mused.