most bizarre scene Celia had ever witnessed. She had no idea what the court jesters were supposed to mean, in fact, the meaning of the whole video was lost on her. The director, a short man with a huge belly, wasn't satisfied until the seventh take, by which time Celia had taken hundreds of photos. She sat at the side of the pool and watched as proceedings came to an end.
''Thank fuck for that,'' Kerry shouted when the director told everyone he was satisfied. It appeared he and the director didn't get on. ''Next time I'll remember to bring my fucking bed with me.'' Kerry came and sat down next to Celia. ''Did you manage to get some good shots?'' he asked.
''Yes loads. I'll upload them this evening and show you.''
''Okay. It's so fucking hot in here I'd dive into the pool if only my ass-hole parents had taught me to swim. It's one of the responsibilities of parenting, to make sure your kids can swim. Useless fuckers.''
''What was your childhood like?'' Celia asked.
''Shit. We lived in a trailer in the middle of nowhere. My dad was a thief and my mom a part-time whore.''
''So how did you get involved in the band?''
''I don't know why, but I've always had rhythm. I used to drum with a couple of twigs on the milk churns the local farmer left out for collection. Then I found some old trash can lids and made a drum kit. Rufus discovered me playing in a school band. What about you? Where are you from?''
''New York. My dad's a stock broker and earns a fortune which he squanders on my mom, who in turn fucks other men. Do you want to go in the water?''
''I can only go in the kiddies end, as soon as I get above waist high, I shit myself,'' he said honestly.
''Tell you what. Let's wait until all this lot have gone. Then we can cool off,'' Celia suggested.
Kerry didn't much like the idea of showing himself up in front of a woman, but he wanted to spend time with her. ''Okay, but no crazy stuff okay ?''
When everyone had gone, Celia and Kerry had the place to themselves. ''I suppose you want to see me in my shorts?'' he said
''I've seen more than that, so why not.''
''Okay, but you've got to strip off as well.
''Bra and panties no less,'' she said.
He watched mesmerized as she slipped her tiny skirt past her thighs and stepped out of it. She had the best legs he'd seen on any woman. When her blouse came off, he wanted to grab her and lose himself in the valley between her luscious mounds.
Go on fuck her, a voice inside his head said. You know you want her, just look how ripe she is. Ripe for your hard cock.
''Come on, let's go to the shallow end,'' she said. He followed her round the pool, all the time watching her buttocks sway inside her tight panties. By the time they reached the steps, his cock was pushing hard against the material of his shorts. He quickly climbed down the steps and put his hips under water.
''That was fast. I thought you were scared?'' Celia said.
Scared of showing you another boner, he thought. ''No, all okay.''
''Come here'' she said.
He walked to her and stood in front of her. She could see he was uncomfortable in the water, and she'd already noticed his erection.
''Lie back and let me support you,'' she said.
''Er... no. It's okay you go ahead and swim. I'm okay splashing around here.'' He was out of his comfort zone. He was used to being in control, and he wasn't enjoying being told what to do by a woman, even if she was a woman he liked more than any before.
''Here, I'm standing behind you. Lie back and let me support you.''
''Fuck off, no.''
''Jesus Kerry, I'm only trying to help. Don't be so scared.''
''I'm not fucking scared, I've got a rock hard cock, and I don't want you to see it again. Okay.''
Celia thought about it for a moment, swam away and disappeared under water. Kerry couldn't see her and decided to get out of the pool.
''What the fuck...'' he shouted as he felt a hand cup his balls. She'd swum up behind him under water and put a hand between his legs. When she
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