The Kindness of Strangers - Sex Stories

The Kindness of Strangers

... you're talking about,' I lied as I lifted the gun of the hose in her direction.

'You will not!' She asserted, before with a scream she attempted to throw the contents of the glass toward me as I simultaneously sprayed her with the hose.

My attack was more effective!

The flow caught her square in the chest, shocking her with the cold and saturating the light blue t-shirt. It hadn't been my intention, but immediately the shape of her breasts was made clear, the pink of her nipples plain to see through the soaking cotton. To my surprise, she did little to hide the consequence of my action and seemed more concerned with wiping her eyes than obscuring the anatomy on display below.

And it wasn't only her breasts that were revealed. Falsely apologizing for my assault, I studied the development at her crotch, the water's descent leaving her gym shorts equally as transparent, no visible panty line of a thong, nor to my overwhelming surprise, the shadow of pubic hair atop the pronounced mound.

'Okay, Okay,' she laughed, finally acknowledging what the spray may have done to her clothing, pinching at the t-shirt to pull it from where it had pasted to her tits. 'I submit,' she smiled. 'God, this takes me back.'

'Yeah,' I agreed. 'Happier times,' and the flippant statement may have been taken the wrong way by Mom, her smile fading. 'I just mean, when we were a family. You know, before...' I abandoned the explanation, Mom dismissing the conversation with a wave of her ...

... hand before she reached for the hose, her face ashen. I'd somehow blown it.

And there it seemed she was. The "moody bitch" Dad had always called her, and as she took the hose from me and stepped several feet away, I attempted an apology for whatever indiscretion incurred with my remark. 'Hey, so...' Was all I managed to voice before I was hit full force in the face with a gush of water.

'Sucked in!' Mom laughed, dropping the glass to hold the hose securely with both hands, spraying my body as I lifted an arm to shield the assault.

'You dick!' I laughed, advancing upon her as she attempted to back away.

'Oliver!' She feigned shock. 'You can't talk to me like...' she began but ended with a scream as I wrested the hose from her, holding her body against mine in the struggle and spraying her once more. I showered myself as much as she, hitting myself in the face to her amusement before I directed the hose lower, drenching her t-shirt to complete its transparency. With an arm locked around her soft belly, her ass pressed hard into my groin, and I had to admit the feeling was pleasant, so close, so intimate and I must have been mistaken, but for a moment it seemed she ground herself into me. 'No more,' she giggled. 'You're too strong,' she admitted, and I ceased the flow of water and allowed, begrudgingly, her body to slip from my grasp, to lose the smell of her skin.

'So, we're even!' I smirked as I wound up the hose, again zeroing in on her groin, her white shorts now ...