Laura was pleased to see her home didn't overly impress twelve-year-old Joey Lind. Not that her house was that impressive. She and Jack had bought a small but attractive ranch house in a solid middle-class neighborhood in suburban Sacramento some ten years before. Although the house had doubled in value in the last decade, so had everything else.
The fact they had a swimming pool in the back yard didn't set the Nortons apart from their neighbors. Ten years ago it would have, but lately a number of the houses in their area had added swimming pools.
What so often concerned Laura was, while her home was terribly average in today's world, it could appear to be a palace to an orphan of humble origins. And this in turn could serve to intimidate the child, which often resulted in a nonproductive situation.
Joey's background had been middle-class and he seemed to accept the house readily. When she opened the front door and they walked into the living room, Joey remarked, "You have a nice house, Missus Norton."
"Why, thank you, Joey. But please call me Laura, okay?"
Laura liked Joey the minute she met him. He was slender, of medium height, had an open, pleasant face and a ready smile. His hair was pale blond, cut short to give him a neat, clean look. His eyes were light blue. Laura found them almost hypnotic if she stared into them for any time.
They talked and did things together all morning. Laura taught the nice young boy things without seeming to. She noted quickly that Joey's manners were excellent and Laura was a little disappointed to find that there was actually very little that she could help the boy with. He had obviously been raised in a nice family and would have little, if any, trouble adjusting to a foster home.
Several times in the course of the morning Laura caught the boy staring at her chest. She smiled when she remembered that his report indicated a new-found interest in the opposite sex.
Laura prepared hot dogs for lunch. This was something the children did not get at the facility and almost always loved. Joey was no exception. He ate two and then let her talk him into a third.
After lunch, they sat outside by the pool and talked. Laura asked the cute young boy what he wanted to be when he grew up.
"Gee, I guess I'm sort of grown-up now," Joey replied. "I mean, with my mother and father gone, I'm my own family."
"Well, sure," Laura smiled, "but you'll still need help and guidance from adults, Joey. Have you thought about what kind of career you would like?"
"My dad was an electrician," Joey responded. "He taught me some things about electricity and I sort of thought I might do what he did."
"Do you plan to study electricity in school?"
"Yeah, as soon as they'll let me. They say I can start as soon as I'm in high school."
"Are you reading books on electricity now?" Laura asked.
"Well – no," the boy admitted.
"You could, Joey," Laura suggested. "You could take books on electricity out of the library and start studying now."
"They don't have any," Joey said. "I looked."
"That's great, Joey," Laura said.
"What?" the boy asked in a confused voice. He liked Laura. She was real nice and so easy to get along with. She was also very pretty. And did she ever have a big set of tits! But sometimes he couldn't understand her.
"That you've looked," Laura smiled. "That shows that you're interested and serious about wanting to learn. Where did you look, in the library at the facility?"
"Well, you see the facility has a very limited budget for books, Joey. So I'm not surprised that you didn't find anything on electricity. The place to go for that would be the public library. There's a branch library just a few blocks from here. Would you like to go there?"
"Gee, sure."
Laura and the boy climbed into the Mustang and drove over to the branch library. She talked to the librarian and got Joey a temporary library card. The librarian then suggested several books on basic electricity and Joey chose one and checked it out. He was obviously impressed with having his own library card and he carefully put it in the thin wallet he carried.
It was almost two o'clock when they arrived back at the house and the afternoon sun was quickly turning the day into a scorcher.
"I understand that you like to watch the diving on TV," Laura remarked as she turned, the air conditioning on in the house. "Do you like to swim, Joey?"
"I… I don't know how," he admitted with a light blush.
"Would you like to learn?" Laura asked.
"Gee, sure!"
"Well, why don't we go swimming?" Laura suggested.
"Gee, great! Oh! I… I didn't bring my suit," the boy said in a dejected tone of voice.
"Well, we won't let that stop us," Laura laughed. "With that hedge and those trees in our backyard, nobody can see in. I often swim in the nude myself."
"Gee…"
The twelve-year-old boy's cheeks flushed bright pink and Laura knew that she was embarrassing the child.
"I've seen plenty of boys, Joey," she smiled, "so it won't bother me. But if it bothers you, you can swim in your undershorts. Come on, let's get in the water and cool off. Then, if you want, I'll teach you how to swim."
"Okay," the boy responded after a moment's hesitation.
Laura told the boy to undress and leave his clothes in the kitchen and she went back to the bedroom to change. She undressed and tossed her clothes on the bed. Then she opened a drawer in the bureau and chose a swim suit.
She smiled to herself when she realized which suit she'd chosen. It was a string bikini, one Jack had bought her several years ago. Laura had only worn it once because it was so revealing she felt a little uncomfortable in it. She hesitated for a moment, thinking about putting it back and taking another, then shrugged and slipped into the string bikini.
"If he's just developed an interest in girls," Laura said softly to herself as she hooked the bra behind her back "it won't hurt to give him a little treat."
Laura had to force back a smile when she saw the young boy's eyes widen the minute she walked out by the pool. His pale blue eyes were like saucers as he stared at her chest.
Twelve-year-old Joey Lind could hardly breathe! His lungs cried for air, but his throat was constricted. Mrs. Norton was wearing almost nothing! Her tits were sticking out like big balloons! All that covered them was two little triangles of white material at the very tips.
Perspiration broke out on the boy's brow when he dropped his eyes to that place between her legs, what the other boys called a girl's pussy. This, too, was covered with nothing more than a small triangle of white cloth! He could even see her black curly hairs escaping from the sides!
There was a tension growing in the boy's groin and he was afraid to look down to see if his prick was sticking out. He was dressed in just his underpants and she'd surely see it!
"Come on, Joey," Laura laughed, "let's get in the water!"
"But… I don't know how to swim," the boy protested.
"Welt, you can't learn if you don't get in the water," Laura chuckled. "You're not afraid of the water, are you?"
"No," the boy replied.
"All right, then, let's start out down in the shallow end," Laura said. She eased herself into the water. "Gee, this feels great! Climb down the ladder, if you want."
Laura caught herself looking at the young boy's crotch and quickly turned her head away. He had a hard-on! His prick was bulging in his undershorts! She shouldn't have worn this suit. Well, it was too late to change now.
Joey climbed down the ladder and eased himself into the water. It was nice and cool and felt good.
"You can stand up here, can't you?" Laura asked.
Joey placed his feet flat on the bottom of the pool and found that his head and shoulders were above water.
"Good. Now the first thing to learn is bow to float, Joey."
Laura explained how the human body would float naturally if it was relaxed and then demonstrated the proper floating technique to the young boy. Placing her hand against the small of his back for support, she patiently taught him how to assume the proper position and relax.
After several failures as a result of panicking and tensing his body, Joey learned how to float. Laura was relieved to see that his hard-on had disappeared while he concentrated on what she was teaching him. To give him confidence, Laura kept supporting his body with her hand against his back. Then, when he was perfectly relaxed and floating, she carefully removed her hand and backed away.
"See, you're floating, Joey," she remarked from across the pool.
"Hey! You're not holding me up!" the boy cried excitedly.
"You don't need me now that you've learned," she laughed.
Joey managed to remain afloat for a full minute after he learned that Mrs. Norton wasn't supporting him.
Next she taught him how to hold onto a rung of the ladder and stretch his body out and kick. Laura explained that kicking provided at least fifty per cent of the human being's propulsion in swimming and that kicking properly made swimming easy and fun.
Laura sat on the edge of the pool with her legs dangling in the water and watched Joey practice kicking for ten minutes. The boy was panting when he pulled himself out of the water and sat on the edge of the pool next to her.
"You're learning fast, Joey," she commented encouragingly.
"Really?" the boy asked.
"Sure. I'll bet you can swim the next time."
"Not today?"
"Well, we can try if you want," Laura chuckled, "but aren't you tired?"
"No," the boy replied quickly. "I just have to catch my breath. Teach me, today, please!"
"Well, maybe we could try the dog paddle," Laura said. "Sure you're not too tired?"
"Okay, let's get in the water."
Laura had the boy watch as she demonstrated how to dog paddle. He tried to copy her eagerly and started to go under. Laura reached out quickly and placed her hand on his tummy for support.
"Don't move your arms so fast, Joey," she said, "and remember to keep kicking."
Joey heard what she said, but in his eagerness to learn he thrashed his arms about. His thrashing threw Laura off balance and her hand slipped down his body. Her fingers slid beneath the elastic waistband of his undershorts and she suddenly found that she had his cock and balls in her hand.
The moment she touched his genitals, Joey's prick became as hard as a rock. Everything happened in what seemed like a fraction of a second. Laura knew that she should remove her hand from the child's crotch immediately, but the months and years of frustration seemed to come crashing down on her!
She was holding a hard cock in her hand, and her entire body trembled with excitement. In that one instant Laura knew that she was going to seduce the twelve-year-old boy. She knew that it was wrong, but she didn't give a damn!
Laura also knew that she had to go easy with the child and not scare him out of his wits. She fondled his rock-hard prick gently as he dropped his feet to the bottom of the pool.
"My, my, Joey," she said softly, "you are grown up! That's a man's prick you have. And a nice one."
Joey was so embarrassed he could have died! The older woman was holding his aching, throbbing prick in her hand and caressing it.
"Really?" was all he could say.
"Oh, yes, Joey," Laura said softly. "You have a nice prick. I'll bet the girls love it."
"Gee…"
"Can I see it?" Laura asked, leading the embarrassed young boy to the ladder. "I'll take off my suit if you take off your shorts. Would you like to see me naked, Joey?"
"I… well… well, gee…" the boy mumbled. Did she have any idea how he ached to see a naked woman? And with her body!?!
"Come on," Laura said climbing out of the water and pulling the boy after her, "let's go inside where nobody can see us."
Laura moved quickly across the patio, dragging the boy behind her by the hand. She led him through the kitchen and down the hall to the bathroom.
"We'll dry each other off first," Laura said, handing the boy a towel. "I'll take my suit off and you dry me."