Dirty Feet (part one) READ THIS

he was my neighbor and at first, i couldn't even remember his name. Then, after a few drunken nights and a couple afternoon chats between balconies, I realized that this guy just might be worth the while. 1

I started to fall for him just a little. How could I not? he had curly brown hair with sun bleached ends. He was tan and had one of those half smiles that get me every time. The smile that is sort of like a smirk with a playful glint, its my weakness. In the morning, he would walk by my window with his surfboard and I couldn't help myself, I was smitten. He always took time to say hi and talk a little when we'd see each other. 2

One of those little chats halted my dreams of year long neighborly romance for good. While tanning one afternoon, he walked out n his deck above mine and told me that he was finishing the summer here then moving to Newport for a job, he's twenty two and already graduated. I felt crushed but I had two weeks to make something happen. 3

Later that week, something did happen. We were all hanging out and my finger started bleeding, I know weird way to start this little story. I asked the boys if anyone had a band aid and of course he did. We went in his room and he cleaned my finger and put a band aid on it. "Thanks, now how are you with splinters?" My drunk ass asked him. I had stepped in glass earlier and he said he would try. There I was sitting in his room, my dirty foot in his lap, both of us drunk, he was concentrating so hard on my foot. "Sorry my foot is so dirty, I don't like shoes." "Its ok I like dirty feet." I sat there squirming and smiling inside as he tried to get the glass out with a safety pin. 4

Finally, he got the glass out. I thanked him and then we sat there, staring at each other. I was sitting in his desk chair and he was sitting on his bed. He stood up quickly and leaned in and kissed me. I was completely thrown off but fell deeply into the kiss. I stood up and he wrapped his strong arms around me. His mouth was warm and my inhibitions instantly disappeared; I don't know if it was from the alcohol, but I had a feeling it was because of how comfortable he made me feel.5

We stood there in his room kissing. He held me so close with one hand wrapped gently around my neck and the other on my back. My hands grazed his jaw then moved to his ears then down to his neck. He pulled away and I opened my eyes. The lights were still on, the doors was opening and he was smiling at me. I couldn't help but grin. His arms were still around me and he laid me on the bed and began to kiss my neck. I laughed and said, "Shouldn't we close the door?"6

"Oh yeah." He jumped up, shut the door, turned off the light, and sat next to me on the bed. This time, I leaned in for the kiss. His tongue was soft and his lips caressed mine tenderly then harder as we laid down, my body on top of his. Outside, the town was a mess of noise, drunk college students hopping from party to party, 80's pop music from across the street mixing with bay area hyphy from the house next door, and waves crashing on the beach below. We were oblivious to it all, lost in our own little world.7

We laid there kissing and touching each other. Then suddenly I sat up. "I have an idea, lets go swimming." He agreed and I moved off of him so he could find his board shorts. I watched him change and as he pulled off his shirt, I grabbed him by the waist and pulled him back to the bed on top of me. Our lips met and I was once again lost in his kiss. His tongue touched mine softly, i bit his lower lip playfully, my fingers ran through his hair. 8

"I like your hands in my hair." He whispered. 9

"Well good because I like your hair. But this band aid keeps getting stuck." He grabbed my finger, slowly took the band aid off, examined my finger, and decided it was fine. "Thank you doctor," I told him. "Now can we please go swimming?"10

"Yeah. I'm dying to see you in a bikini." He put his board shorts on, kissed me, then held my hand as we walked downstairs to my house so I could change. 11

My roommate was asleep in our room so I snuck in, grabbed my cutest bikini and changed in the bathroom. He was waiting for me in the kitchen. A bottle of cheap vodka sat on the counter. "Lets take a shot before we go." He agreed. I poured two big shots and got a soda to chase with.12

"To neighbors," he said.13

"To neighbors," I replied and we downed the shots. I quickly grabbed the soda and chased the shot. I held the soda out to him but instead of grabbing it, he grabbed me. As soon as I gulped, he kissed me, his mouth was the taste i was trying to avoid but I didn't mind.14

"You're my chaser." He said after the long kiss. He took my hand and we walked the short distance to the beach. Slowly, I made my way into the freezing water, the moon and the glow of distant parties as our only lights. I was barely past my ankles in the water when all of a sudden, he picked me up and carried me past the break zone. He let me down in waist deep water and dunked his head under. The water was so cold I started to shiver. He held me close and rubbed my back. I kissed his shoulder. The salty taste and his warm body made me want to stay like that forever.15

When we got back to our house, he took my hand and lead me up the stairs to his place. "Lets go take a shower." 116

In the bathroom, he warmed the water and we stepped in. He smirked and untied my bikini top. I slipped it and my bottoms off. I tugged on his swim trunks and he pulled them off. The water felt amazing on my cold, bare body and his touch warmed not just my skin. My heart was beating fast and my hands couldn't control themselves. I touched his hair, his face, his chest, his penis. He pulled me closer, under the rain of the shower he passionately kissed me. His hands found their way to my breasts and he rubbed them softly. The water beat down on my back as he kissed me deeper and deeper. We stayed locked like this for what seemed like forever. Gently, I pulled away, smiled, and kissed him softly. "I want to wash your hair." I picked up the bottle of coconut shampoo, poured way too much in my hand, and rubbed it in his hair. He laughed at me and took some of the shampoo from his hair and rubbed it in mine. There we were, hands in each other's hair and eyes locked. We rinsed off and excitedly began kissing each other. He pushed me against the shower wall and entered me. I let out a small gasp and grinned eagerly. He started to thrust and i put my feet against the wall as he held me up. My mind was lost in the feeling of him and the water rushing against my body. I gripped his muscular arms and orgasmed and almost right after, he did too. He kissed me gently on the shoulder, then up my neck and softly touched his lips to mine. 217

We turned off the water and he wrapped me a towel and we snuck into his room. I laid down on the bed in just the towel and he laid on top of me. He kissed me then laid down next to me on the bed. I rubbed his chest then moved on top of him. I stared at his handsome face, his muscular body, his chestnut eyes, and his half smile. At that moment, perched on his lap, I could see myself with him. Then it hit me. He was going to leave in four days. I tried not to think of this unhappy thought as I leaned in to kiss him. We soon fell asleep, wrapped in each other's embrace.