The Fisherman & The Mermaid - S01 E08

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The Fisherman & The Mermaid - S01 E08

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 8

"You look incredible," I whispered when was at her side, "even more incredible than usual"

"You haven't seen the back yet," she whispered sheepishly. Rather than walk around her I placed my hands on her shoulders and felt my way down all the way to her bare cheeks where my hands stopped. Marta looked up and laughed, "You're even redder than I am."

She was right I was blushing as turned to a grinning Celia. "Celia," I shouted in mock indignation, "What have you done to my...?"

"Go ahead, Petey, say it...girlfriend!" Then she laughed some more. I had to stop and think-girlfriend? Was Marta my girlfriend? I was sure she was grateful-she had told me that herself, but did it go beyond that? I looked down at her and I had my answer. "OK, Celia -what did you do to my girlfriend?" That's when Marta turned my head and pulled me into a brief but passionate kiss. She broke it after a few seconds. "You know," I whispered, "there's only one way to hide that butt." I picked her up, turned, and we fell together into the pool.

We surfaced a few seconds later, Marta still in my arms. "I'll get even with you for that. Just you wait and see. She pushed away demonstrating an outstanding stroke as she crossed the pool. I followed quickly, savoring the warmth of the heated pool. Soon Jimmy and Andrea joined us. Andrea spoke first, "I'm really sorry for what happened to you, Marta, but if it didn't we would never have had the opportunity to meet you. I'm glad we did." She came over to her and hugged her as Jimmy and I grinned. I really loved Andrea; she was great for Jimmy. We chatted and joked and Mama, who never used the pool, brought over some cold beer. She sat nearby as she joined the conversation. They learned all about Marta, even some things she hadn't told me. She was having a wonderful time, forgetting all about how her ex had tried to kill her. Then she decided it was time to get even. I need some lotion or I'll burn to a crisp.

We climbed out of the pool and I helped her dry off. Celia produced a tube of Banana Boat, SPF 30. "OK, want me to do your back?"

"Among other things," Marta replied, "actually, I want you to do all of it." After I had turned red again she continued, "I told you I'd get even." Now I may have been a little embarrassed but I could envision thousands of guys who would volunteer for this job, so I got to it. I began with her back, making sure to cover the sides of her breasts. When I moved down I rubbed the slippery lotion into each of her glorious ass globes before moving down to her silken thighs. I finished with her ankles and feet.

I spun her around and began again at the top with her face and neck. I stopped for a few seconds at her breasts, but it was mostly for effect. I especially enjoyed the space between-her cleavage. "You're enjoying this too much," she whispered to me just loud enough for everyone to hear.

"You got that right!" I almost screamed much to everyone's amusement. We sat in the lounges and talked and laughed some more.

We left the pool around four when Papa called us. "I have news for you. Arthur just called-that's Vincent's brother, Marta. It seems they found Mr. Cartwright who was somewhat astonished to learn you were still alive. He tried to bribe them to dispose of you, but, of course, they refused. They will address the matter of his debt shortly before they leave him later this evening. Peter, when you go home tonight I think you should call the police. In fact, go directly to the FBI. Tell therm...."