CHAPTER 1—Basement Antics

“Mom I’m headed over to Nicole’s house” I shouted up the stairs.

“Alright. Her mom there?”

“yeah. We might be by to swim later if that’s ok.”

“Ok. make sure you are safe with just two of you here. I don’t want somebody to hit their head and go underwater. I’m going to leave to pick up your dad and head to the airport in a couple hours, so we’ll see you in a couple days.”

“alright. Bye!”

I closed the door behind me as I left and walked out to Nicole’s car where she waited. It was a hot, humid, July day. I was wearing khaki shorts and a loose fitting tee, but I still started sweating almost instantly as I left the house, despite the fact that it was only 11 am.

“Hey” I said as I walked up to Nicole and kissed her. At 5’9” she was just a little shorter than my 5’11” height, but she was slightly heavier than my 130 lb (not much of a feat, as I was always “a twig” as she put it), and she fit perfectly in my arms. Her dark blonde hair came down to her shoulders. She was wearing a loose weave polo and some of her favorite shorts, plaid, tight-fitting, mid-calf ones. She liked them because they were comfortable. I like them because they made her ass look great (not that it needed much help).

“hey” she “what did your mom say about swimming? It’s plenty hot enough”

“she said it’s fine. We still gonna go watch a movie before or did you bring your suit now?”

“Movie” she said as she climbed in and shut the door. I walked around as she put the car in gear and once I was in she backed out of the driveway.

The first few minutes of the drive were a little tense. We had been dating for just under a year, and would be heading to college in the fall, but we’d been stuck on third base for a while because of both our parents’ rules.