Buying Thyme by TJ Hamilton

as if I didn’t hear what was being said, but I can’t help but feel a knot in my stomach when the words ‘ and I don’t care how you get it out of him ’ repeat in my head. Tench instantly flashes his stunning smile when he sees me.
    “Hello gorgeous. Mrs Oktar said you were up early this morning. I thought I wore you out more than that last night? How’s the pool? I was coming down to join you, you know.” 
    I wonder where he has been all morning?
    “Up early? Ten o’clock in the morning is not exactly early Joe.” I say as he strides up to me. He reaches out to my cheek with the back of his hand.
    “Looks like you caught the morning sun.” He says, brushing my sun kissed cheek.
    “I didn’t realise you were home.” I look into his coffee eyes, hoping they will give me an idea of what’s going on within his mind.
    “I’ve been home for an hour or so now. You looked like you were enjoying yourself out there and I was having fun just watching that sexy little body of yours, so I left you alone. So what do you want to do for the rest of the day?”
    “I have a few ideas.” I say with my cheekiest smirk.
    “Me too.” Tench says as he bends down and throws me over his shoulder, slapping my rear end in the process.  
    He carries me with ease over his broad shoulder, springing down the terrace with me bouncing upside down. He jumps into the pool with me still over him. I squeal at the shock of being hurled in the opposite direction to what I actually had in mind. Under the water Tench finds my face amongst the kaftan material floating around me, and kisses me gently as we breach together for air. Tench has surprised me once again with his display of boyish behaviour. He pushes me up to the inside edge of the pool. I feel his erection pressing up against me as I wrap my legs around him. Why am I always without condoms at the moment? Tench’s tongue rolls around mine, the sensation is amazing. Note to self, when in the company of Tench, always be prepared. Expect the unexpected. With me wrapped around him, Tench glides to the shallow end of the pool. Shifting me onto one of the submerged steps and pulls his linen pants of and slaps them on the edge of the pool. He then bends down and pulls at my bikini bottoms.
    “But Joe… I don’t…”
    “ Ssssh … trust me.” He says with a wicked gleam in his eyes. 
    Oh no! What! I can’t! I won’t! Tench leans behind me and pulls out a condom packet out of his wet pants and rips open the packet. I instantly feel relieved that he is more prepared than I am. Standing out of the water, thigh high, he pushes the condom over himself and sinks back down into the water. Eyes ablaze, he grabs my hand and pulls me to him. I wrap my legs around him and feel his erection edge slowly into my entrance. I drape my arms around his neck and embrace the warm, passionate kiss from Tench. The buoyant water makes it easy for me to keep my legs around his waist and bob up and down in the water. Tench thrusts in and out of me. The inner pressure builds from deep within as I feel his erection begin to swell inside me. Tench leans back slightly and places his hand around my rear end to guide my movements around him. The water is almost to our shoulders and swells wildly around us as our momentum builds. Tench grips the back of my wet hair and nuzzles his head into my neck, nibbling softly between his teeth. His eyes reach mine, staring intently into the window of my soul. This time I don’t feel the same as the night before. My thoughts of Tench are suddenly catapulted back into reality as his phone conversation plays over and over in my mind, stifling my arousal completely. I tense my pelvic floor muscles and force them the contract and release around the fullness of his pulsing erection inside me, another old trick learnt in the industry. Almost on cue, Tench throws his head back and groans wildly, “Feel me baby. Come with me.” He moans.
    I give the additional wail for effect