first sorry i havent posted in a wial i've been buisy dealing with some personal stuff. hopfullly this will make up for the wait. next chapter will be coming tomarrow and thats when it'll start getting racy.

 CHAPTER 4 ENTANGLED

Sara decided it was time for a swim in the pool. The pool boy would be coming over soon and she wanted his reaction to her new bikini.

She quickly changed and examined herself in the mirror the little white straps pulled in just enough and the curve of them around her ass was just right. She was glade she’d gotten it half a size too small. It gave off all the right suggestions without being so over the top to drive the poor boy into a frenzy. She sauntered down to the pool hoping to run into her mother. She loved reminding her how much younger and perkier her body was compared to the old conniving cow. Alas no luck and she made her way onto the patio.

On the brighter side the pool boy had arrived and his expression was priceless when she came out. She decided to do a couple laps before sunning herself, so as to give him a better look at her. She watched from the corner of her eye as he watched her go back and forth.

She began to entertain the idea of having a wardrobe malfunction to give the little man a thrill, but as she finished the lap she saw her neighbor Mrs. John coming over and scrapped the idea.

“Hello Sara. How are you today?” Mrs. John asked in her excessively sweet way.

“fine Mrs. John. How are you?” she replied trying desperately to not lose her train of thought

“Oh I’m fine dear. Just coming by to see how your mothers doing. My, that’s a lovely swim suit.”

“thank you Mrs. John. I think my mother is in her room. I can go get her for you.” Sara replied losing herself in Mrs. John’s happy nature.

“oh that’s ok dear. She knows I’m coming by. I’ll just let myself in if that’s ok.” Mrs. John said as she elegantly strolled by.

Sara watched lost in thought. It never failed; she was just so damn polite and charming. It was like when a grandparent came by all the dirty fun idea’s just vanished from her mind. She couldn’t even figure out why, Mrs. John wasn’t any older then her mother and she had no problem with being kinky in front of her, she was graceful and elegant even in simple clothes. She was still vibrant and young with an incredible body. Normaly Sara would have hated her guts But something about Mrs. John just always made her feel like a bad person when she came around. Like some how she should be a better person.

After a few minutes she saw Mrs. John leave. She waved as she went by.

Sara sighed, the fun was gone. She just couldn’t get in the mood to mess around anymore.

She got out of the pool, toweled off, and headed for her room. She was frustrated the morning was going so poorly.

She had no idea what she’d find in her room.