Taboo

Keywords: Upstream, Paddling, Ch., 04,

*Chapter 4*

"Note: This is an abridged version of the chapter, modified to comply with the posting guidelines at Literotica. The version with more lyrics is available at my other posting sites."

I had been writing only about an hour when the phone rang. Lindsey's voice greeted me when I answered.

"Hello, Michael. How are you today?"

She sounded more "formal", somehow. My stomach constricted as I remembered the promise I had made to Amanda.

"I'm fine. I was doing some writing. How are you?"

"Great. I've been thinking about you."

That sounded nice. I told her so.

"I'm glad you think so," she told me. "I'd like to come over tonight to show you something. Can I come for a visit?"

I laughed lightly. "Of course. You're always welcome. What time?" I was thinking of what to serve.

"I'll be there right after sunset. Don't do anything special. Well, I want you to do a few things for me. Will you do it?"

"That depends on what it is," I said. Truthfully, I'd do just about anything for her, and I was coming to realize that.

"Sit out by the pool; just make sure you're by yourself. Have a glass of wine if you want. Oh, and turn on the lights exactly like you did for dinner the last time. You know, the underwater light and the other lights around the deck. Just wait for me there. I'll be there right after dark."

"What is this all about?" I asked, confused.

"I think you will understand later. Do this for me, please, Michael?"

"Sure, no problem. I will be there at sunset, waiting for you. Should I leave the gate open, or the front door unlocked?"

"Don't worry about that. I will take care of everything else. Just trust me."

Lindsey sounded a little nervous. I was confused but the sound of her voice told me she didn't want me to ask any more questions. Everything we had done so far had been fun. I was willing to go along with whatever she had in mind.

"No more hints?" I tried.

"None."

It sounded like she was smiling now.

"I can't wait until sunset."

"I'm sure," she said. Then, "Goodbye, Michael. See you tonight."

That was it. She hung up.

Knowing I had plans, for something, that evening, I spent all day writing to get as much done as I could before I put my work aside. I had started by editing what I had already written, then inspiration struck and I took off on a tangent. I started writing ahead, my imagination running wild with the characters falling in love and finally expressing it. I had to make myself stop at dinnertime so I could eat and be ready for Lindsey's arrival.

At sunset, I did as she requested, setting the lights and taking my seat. Sipping on a glass of wine, I felt a little foolish. I was anxiously waiting for something but I didn't know what. As it got dark, time passed with only the sounds of crickets disturbing the silence. I listened for Lindsey's car.

I thought I saw movement at the waterfront only it was too dark to be sure. Besides, the lights on the deck kept me from seeing the yard beyond the pool. I took another sip of wine and then almost dropped my glass in surprise when Lindsey suddenly appeared on the far edge of the pool deck. I started to stand and call out to her. She saw me and silenced me with a single finger to her lips. I nodded and took my seat, waiting to see what she was going to do.

Surprise overtook me as I finally noticed what she was wearing. She was not dressed as a schoolteacher. On the contrary, her outfit was more along the lines of a student—a very naughty student. She wore a white button-down oxford shirt like the girls at private schools wore. Only, the bottom wasn't buttoned all the way. Instead, the bottom was tied at the front in a crude knot. The top buttons weren't fastened either. Only two buttons in the middle of her chest were fastened. The way she looked in the shirt, I doubted she could have been wearing a bra. She wore a plaid skirt and it was very short. Her feet were bare and she was carrying what looked like a boombox. Her hair was down, cascading about her face, and it was like she was glowing in the light. She appeared as if on a stage as she stood on the pool deck.

She put the boombox on the edge of the deck and pressed a button. There was a pause as she stood and moved to the middle of the deck. Then a song by The Divinyls began playing. It took me a few bars to recognize the song. If I had been taking a sip of wine, I surely would have choked when I finally recognized the song.

The first two lines touched my heart. Then the meaning became clear and I felt touched in other places.



"I love myself"
"I want you to love me"

As those words were sung, she started to dance. The movement was sexy, erotic. She" "ran her hands up the front of the shirt. It was as if I could feel her warm smooth flesh when her hands passed across the bare flesh between her breasts. My breathing deepened involuntarily.



"When I think about you"
"I touch myself"

At those words, she closed her eyes but her hands went to the knot at the bottom of her shirt. She untied the knot as she swayed seductively. The shirt opened, now held only by the two buttons in the middle. Next, her hands slipped under the open shirt and her eyes rolled back as her hands passed over her nipples. I could see her chest expand as she took in a deep breath and I gasped out loud. When her hands came out of the shirt, I could see her nipples now tenting the fabric. My pants had become uncomfortably tight and I shifted in my seat to try to ease my discomfort.

At the words,



"I close my eyes"
"And see you before me"

her eyes closed. Her hands came out of the bottom of her shirt and slid slowly up the front, again passing over her breasts and up to the top. A hand gripped each side just below the collar; her hands moved out and pulled the shirt completely open. I could see the two buttons fly away as she ripped the shirt open, giving me a momentary glimpse of two perfect breasts before she quickly covered them with her shirt, holding it in place.



"Think I would die"
"If you were to ignore me"

She half turned away, looking seductively back at me over one shoulder. Her eyes held mine as she let the shirt fall down her arms. Then, I saw the shirt fall from her wrists and flutter to the deck. She was wearing only the skirt and my breathing was coming in ragged gasps. How could I possibly not look?



"A fool could see
Just how much I adore you

She turned back around, each hand covering a breast. She uncovered and covered each one in time, giving me a quick look at each. Her hands slid down over the front of her skirt; her breasts stood unfettered, free and proud, on her chest.



"I get down on my knees
I'd do anything for you"

Now she got down on all fours and crawled to the very edge of the pool as I watched and tried not to pant. Her eyes still help mine with a piercing gaze.



"When I think about you
I touch myself
"

She sat upright on her knees with her hands at her sides. I watched fascinated as her hands slid along her thighs. Her hands reached the hem of her skirt and the material was pulled up as she moved. Up, up, and her pussy was revealed. My heart rate accelerated until I realized that she was wearing tan panties. Her hands rubbed the front of her panties, along each side of her slit. She ran her tongue over her lower lip as she felt herself. Then her hands moved up again and the skirt slowly slid back down, covering her panties.

She leaned back slowly until her head rested on the ground behind her. Her hands moved up from her waist, again over her breasts, and up the sides of her face. She ran her fingers through her hair, fanning it out around her face like a frame. She sat up.



"I want you
I don't want anybody else
And when I think about you
I touch myself
"

She stood, one hand on the waistband of her skirt. She opened the waistband and slowly lowered the skirt until it dropped free. She stepped out of it and turned around again, this time bending at her waist until she could look at me from between her legs. She held the waistband of her panties and pushed down. Her ass appeared. A small smile broke out on her face as she saw my reaction. The panties fell to her ankles and she stood, stepping out of them. Completely naked now, she turned around again, her hands covering her pussy.

She looked at me.



"I don't want anybody else"

She was standing before me, her body revealed to my gaze, her soul bared by the words of the song. As the song drew to a close, she stepped to the edge of the pool, took a deep breath, and dove in. I watched her sleek body streak through the water towards me.

A new song began as she stood in the shallow end of the pool, water cascading off her nude body. This song grabbed my heart and made my pulse race with the implication of the words.



"Tonight I celebrate my love for you
It seems the natural thing to do
"

She stretched out a single hand and beckoned with her finger, calling me, inviting me to join her. I smiled and stood, kicking off my shoes and pulling off my socks. I flung off my shirt and tossed it aside. With a single motion, I pushed down my shorts and underwear together, now naked. Excited by her striptease, my erection stood proudly. Her tongue licked her lips and she smiled as it appeared. I stepped forward and jumped into the pool.



"Tonight there'll be no distance between us
What I want most to do
Is to get close to you tonight"

We approached each other. My erection grazed her stomach. As we pressed our bodies together, my cock was sandwiched between us. She put her arms around my neck and my arms went around her waist. It felt so natural as our lips met. Feeling her slippery body press against mine was the most perfect feeling in the world.

I felt her lips parting and I opened my mouth. Our tongues touched and I felt a tingle all up my body as we made that spiritual connection. Her arms pulled tighter on my neck. I slid my hands up her back, reveling in the warm feeling of her soft skin beneath my hands.

Keywords: Upstream, Paddling, Ch., 04,