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Truth is Better than Fiction - Part II

Date: 10/25/2017, Categories: First Time, Author: CommunicationDirectr, Rating: 11, Source: LushStories

coming face to face with her college-aged daughter. I slipped silently past her and out the front door. I was backing out of the parking lot, when I saw Samantha bouncing down the stairs, an object in her hand, waving at me. I stopped as Samantha approached my car. I rolled down the passenger side window and Samantha leaned in, extending her hand and arm, and handed my cell phone. I couldn’t help but notice how she very much she resembled her mother. “Thanks,” I replied. “I figured, you might need it,” Samantha replied with a smile. Crazy, fanciful thoughts ran through my head. She was sexy, and cute. “You look just like your mother,” I replied. Samantha smiled. “Yeah, but I am not half as crazy as she is,” Samantha replied. “Crazy is relative,” I replied. “No, crazy is not closing the bedroom door,” Samantha replied. I apologized. I pretended to be embarrassed. “That’s OK,” Samantha replied, “I know what sex is …” Samantha’s voice trailed off, but her silly grin never left her cherub-like face. I could very easily see straight down her very loose fitting button down shirt as she leaned in the passenger side window of my car. Hr unintended boob flash, I was pretty sure, was not unintentional. “You should come and go swimming sometime,” Samantha added. “I think you’d like our pool.” “I may just have to do that,” I replied, proffering a wink. I watched as Samantha turned and walked away, her home-made cut off blue jean shorts, riding up the crack of her perfectly round ass. I ... had to catch myself. She was only twenty one. As much as I liked Riley, I couldn’t get Samantha out of my head, so I was pleasantly surprised when I got an unexpected call from Riley’s cell a couple of days later and heard Samantha’s voice. “Mom has taken off to Colorado for a few days,” Samantha began. “I’m bored.” Wild thoughts raced through my head. “Do you want to come and join me at the pool?” Samantha inquired. I gave several excuses why I shouldn’t, but Samantha was persistent. “Pleeease,” she begged. I had nothing better to do, so I grabbed a towel, slipped on my swimming trunks and headed over the Ridgecrest Apartments. I texted Samantha and she told me she would meet me at the pool. I pulled up and parked. The pool gate clanged shut behind me and I settled on to a chase lounge by the glistening waters of the pool. There was only one other person, an older lady, sitting at the pool and she appeared to be asleep. A few minutes later, Samantha appeared, a towel wrapped around her waist. Her long brown hair was tied back in a pony-tail and she carried an over-sized straw bag. She took up a seat next to me and smiled. “Thanks for coming over.” Samantha remarked as she spread out her towel on the chase lounge. Her bikini was a heart stopper. Oh my God! Her girlish figure was perfect, the hot pink bikini top barely containing her 36c cup boobs. Samantha dug in her over-sized bag and took out a tube of sun block, which she applied very liberally to her legs and arms and her ...