Summer of 79-Chapter 6 - Sex Stories

Summer of 79-Chapter 6

... may as well get to it come on.” We went down the steps and across the deck to the pump house, which was near the diving boards. The pump house was a cool place, it was made out of cinder blocks and had a reinforced concrete roof, when we were kids we always thought it was a bunker. There were steps going up to the roof which was fenced in and people could go up there and lay out in the sun. Vicky led the way down the steps and around to the back of the pump house. “I hate this place; it gives me the fucking creeps!” She said as she unlocked the doors and turned on the lights. Inside was a large cement box, about six feet by eight feet square and at least five feet high, inside of it were a series of mesh frames that the pool water was filtered through. Pipes came out of the floor and ran into four large pumps, each the size of a 350 chevy engine. There were chemicals and a small step ladder as well as water testing kits. “First of all we shut the output pumps off.” Vicky said pointing to a series of red and green buttons in an electrical box on the wall. “You hit the two red ones on the right when I tell you to.” She said as she went over to the two pipes that had arrows going into the filters. She pulled two leavers up and said “Hit it!” I pushed the buttons and she said. “Now hit the other two when I say so.” At the pipes with the arrows going out she pulled two more leavers up and said “Now!” I shut the pumps down and turned around just in time to see a wave of water ...

... come over the top of the filter box and almost drown her. “Motherfucker I hate it when this shit happens!” She screamed. I looked at her and not only was she drenched but she was also covered in a white film of wet diatom powder! “Shit, shit, shit I always get that fucking backwards!” I couldn’t help myself and started laughing. “The directions are right on the wall three feet from you!” I said “Fuck you too!” She said. “ Come on and help me get these filters out of here.” I helped her get the filters outside and leaning up against the back wall of the pump house. Vicky handed me a brush and said. “Ok smartass, you can scrub the fucking things while I use the hose.” She turned on the water and we went to work cleaning the filters. As we were cleaning them Vicky was spraying me with the hose as much as she was the filters. The evening air had gotten chilly and we were both getting a bit cold by the time we were done. “Don’t you want to clean some of that stuff off of you?” I asked her. “Yeah, I guess I do look like a zombie, I’ll take a shower when we get done here, we won’t be much longer. Let’s get these filters back in the box and start the pumps. And you can stop staring at my tits anytime now!” Vicky said. “Sorry but they are sticking out and really hard not to notice. And you were right they are some very nice girls.” I said smiling at her. “Flattery will get you everywhere.” She said laughing After we set the filters screens in place she turned the pumps back on and added ...