Chapter 2
The summers were even more fun for John... little Erin would spend the entire day with him. The first year went smoothly with no problems, so Erin's parents relaxed a little more, and it was actually John who broached the subject that Erin could spend the days with him when there was no school. Erin's parents were hesitant... they didn't want to impose on him
that much.... so John eventually agreed to take some money so they wouldn't feel like they were taking advantage of his good nature. John was now making $25 a day through the hot Florida summer to spy on Erin naked and make her comfortable enough to someday have sex with her. And feed her lunch every day, of course.
And Erin loved being at his house. She had no memories there of bossy older siblings, or her parents' rules, or of being treated like a little girl. At 8 years old she knew she wasn't just a little kid any more, and John never treated her like one. If she wanted to watch TV all morning in her PJs, he would let her.... she often came over in the morning in her PJs with a change of clothes in a bag. If she wanted to swim, he let her. If she wanted to Skype with her friends, he let her.... and he let her use his tablet, which didn't have any stupid parental controls on it, like at home. The only thing John insisted on is that she had a healthy lunch every day, "So you grow up strong and healthy and pretty, silly" he once told her, when she asked why she had to eat vegetables and fruit EVERY day. But she didn't mind... it was kind of nice that he cared about her, she thought. And, sometimes he would let her school
friends spend the day. Their parents were ok with it because he was a policeman, and knew they could trust him. They'd usually leave him a few dollars to cover lunches. John's "little girl" folder on his computer started sprouting new files.
And, being 8 years old and no longer a little kid, this summer she decided it was time to stop using a life jacket in the pool, and start going into the deep end.
John was ok with that, if a little nervous.... he honestly didn't want her getting hurt. But he relented, and told her ok, she could try, but he would be in the pool with her. That was fine with her, sometimes it got boring being in the pool alone, anyway.
But today it was just her, and she wanted to try to go to the bottom of the deep end, so John changed into a loose bathing suit and joined her.
Today she was wearing a two-piece suit, but it could hardly be called a bikini. The top covered half her torso, and the bottoms covered her whole bottom and her tummy up to her belly button. She was wearing this one a lot because she'd outgrown last summer's suit... "she is growing so fast," he thought to himself, looking at her curves as she got ready to jump in the pool. He'd already started sorting the pictures in her folder by year.... "6 years old," "7 years old," and now he was filling her "8 years old" folder. It made it much easier to keep track of her nudes as she grew up.
She splashed around in the shallow end for a while with her swim goggles, giggling with him and swimming between his legs.... having him in the pool with her was a novelty to her... but she was bad at it and would brush his crotch a lot, and it didn't take much for him to become erect in his shorts. She never noticed.
She would say "now do me!" and spread her legs.... and he absolutely did.... inverting his body under water as he swam between
them so he was facing her, holding her hips because her legs really weren't long enough to do this without knocking her over, and brushing his crotch against hers as he swam under, running his hard cock along her cloth covered pussy. She never noticed.
And finally she was ready to try the deep end, and was nervous. John grabbed a noodle on which to float,
and he put it between his legs so his arms were free. They approached the ramp to the deep end, she looked nervous... "Are you ready?" he asked.
"Yah. Come on," and she started easing down the ramp. But as soon as the water was chin deep, she lost her nerve and put her arm around his shoulders.... John shuddered as he put his arm around her waist, holding her close for the first time. His cock was throbbing. They went deeper and he felt her start kicking. Her other arm went around his neck, she was looking at him nervously.
"It's ok Erin... I've got you... you are perfectly safe with me.... I wont let anything bad happen to you." He said it to her over and over, soothingly... he wanted those words to stick. He could still feel her kicking frantically, and she had near-panic in her eyes. He was floating on his noodle, and didn't need to move at all to stay buoyant, so he told her to relax, the noodle would keep them afloat, and slowly she calmed down, testing his words... she realized she wasn't sinking, her kicking legs slowed, stopped, and she was floating there with her arms around his neck. He didn't need to but he slid his hand down her bottom, "holding her up," making her feel safe.... but really just feeling how soft her ass was. He had a firm grip on her. She didn't notice, but she did feel safe with him. He slowly moved his hand over her ass, subtly, as if to 'get a better grip.' He explored and squeezed both cheeks, and felt a hint of her cleft in the middle, down between her legs. She didn't notice.
They floated around the deep end on their noodle, John keeping them near the center, away from the walls, her arms around his neck, her face close to his, her eyes wide, his arm around her and holding her by her cute little bathing suit butt, her lithe body against his. He wasn't going to end this
until she was ready... he cooed to her, "See, this isn't scary, is it... I've got you... you are perfectly safe here in my arms... there's nothing to be afraid of..." and slowly he felt her relax, and then she was ready to test herself. He really wanted those words to stick.
"Ok I'm gonna try to let go now.... but be ready to catch me, ok?" she said to him very seriously.
"You got it sweetie, I'll always be right here. Go when you're ready." And she unwrapped her arms from around his neck. He reluctantly let go of her ass, but as she stretched away from him she took his hand and was gripping it tightly as her legs started her frantic kicking... she didn't quite have "treading water" down, yet. She gave it a few seconds and couldn't keep her head above water and pulled herself closer and returned to his grip.... but this time he turned his body, so as she desperately clung to him they were face to face, and as she wrapped her arms around his
neck, so also, with him sitting on the noodle, found the only way to hold on was to also wrap her legs around him. Her crotch hit his hard cock at a weird angle and he put his hands on her hips to adjust her... his cock was now pointing straight up in his bathing suit, her bathing-suit covered pussy snug against it... and he held her there, by her hips, as she held his neck, getting over her near-panic, and catching her breath. He started kicking his legs a bit, pretending he was working to keep them afloat, and his hands on her hips slowly... almost
imperceptively. .. moved her torso against his hard cock. She didn't notice. This was completely innocent and he was teaching her to swim.... she really appreciated that.
"You just have to relax, sweetie," he told her as she clung to him. "See how little I have to move to stay afloat? You don't need to work so hard... just take a deep breath, hold the air in your lungs, and let the water do all the work... you don't have to fight it... you just have to relax and accept it...." he wanted her to learn, but he also wanted those words to stick. She nodded, and after a few amazing minutes of holding her body, she seemed ready for another try. She unwrapped her legs from around his waist, cold water now flooded his shorts where a warm pussy had just been. She stretched out again, holding his hand... he gave her a little encouragement... "Deep breath, sweetie... relax... let the water hold you... you don't have to fight it... lean back... kick slowly... float..." and she did, and she let go of his hand.... and she was floating.
She half-tread water and half-floated on her back, and after about 10 seconds her excitement got the better of her and she popped her head up, started flailing her legs, and shouted, "I did it!" but her last word was drowned out by a mouthful of water as she started to sink. She forgot to relax. John quickly snatched her by the arm, pulling her to him, and she again wrapped her body around him, this time hugging him hard, gasping, and clearly upset. He adjusted his cock so it wasn't actively poking at her, put one hand firmly on her ass, and wrapped his other arm around her, holding her tight. He really enjoyed her closeness.
They stayed that way for a minute, John whispering comforting words in her ear..."That's it sweetie... I've got you... you are safe with me... we'll get this down.... don't be scared... I am always right here..." and she listened, and relaxed, and they held each other, floating in the deep end. Erin kind of wondered what the hard thing was down there against her crotch, and squirmed her body a bit against it trying to figure it out, but she didn't really give it any thought. Right now it was important to not drown.
Her squirming wasn't lost on John, though.
"I think I am done now, John," she said after a while. Taking her head off his shoulder and looking at him, her face inches from his. She felt perfectly safe with him. He wouldn't let anything bad happen to her.
"Good idea sweetie... let's get out and relax, and try again tomorrow.... you don't want to go too far in a single day," with a smile, keeping his face close to hers. He liked this closeness. He began maneuvering them back to the shallow end, his movements causing the slightest of movements of his cock against her pussy... and he may have added another half inch of friction, on purpose. Erin still didn't know what that was down there against her, but it didn't hurt, and was actually kind of... nice? So she just held on for the ride.
They came back to the shallow end, and with, he thought, Herculean willpower, he unwrapped her from around him and said, "Here we are, all safe!" and she let go. He felt the cold water again hit his penis... and he heard her say "Brrr cold," and he knew what she meant, and inwardly grinned.
He watched her get out of the pool... her snug bottoms were sucked up into the crack of her ass, and he basically had a perfect view of her
cute little butt, which didn't help his erection. She grabbed her towel and wrapped it around herself, sat on a patio chair, and looked at him, dripping, waiting for him to say something.
"So what do you think, sweetie? I think you'll master it tomorrow," he smiled at her.
She grinned. "Yah, it was scary but I had it for a minute but I got too excited."
"Yeah, but that's just fine, sweetie. I like how excited you get, and don't worry, I'll always be there to catch you," and gave her his best smile.
She liked that smile, it always made her smile. No one else smiled at her like that.
"Come on, let's get dried off and I'll make us lunch, and we'll watch some TV," he said to her.
"Sounds great!" and she ran off to the pool house to change.
When she left John pulled his cock out of his shorts and started to stroke and within 30 seconds was shooting his cum into the pool water, remember the feeling of
her ass in his hands, and her pussy against his cock.
Erin was in the pool house examining her crotch, she wondered why it felt so warm and her lips were kind of swollen and red. John took a lot of screen captures of that.
Lunch that day was hamburgers and spinach and strawberries. Afterwards they sat on the couch and watched
The Princess Diaries while John sat and sorted pictures on his laptop, and sent a few emails.