Frustration
Chloe sighed in frustration. It was a Saturday and the day was quite warm, a perfect day for swimming and sunning. He was a most caring host and she enjoyed every moment of living with him, but sexual frustration was killing her. Ever since that day when she had caught him staring at her breasts and her traitorous nipples had hardened, she had been having all sorts of sexual fantasies about him. However, he had did not seem interested in anything like that and she began to wonder if she had imagined him looking at her that day.
Right now, they were in the backyard and Chloe was sunning on the pool deck while Ethan was swimming in the pool. He did it effortlessly, with his muscles rippling and the water glinting off his body and making his hair sleek.