Chapter Fifteen

In spite of the erosion of the falling water, the pool was quite shallow where it landed. Dacey stood up straight and let the water cascade over her body, shivering as she did. Wherever the water came from, it was apparently cold. Even from across the pond, Brad could see goose bumps forming on her lovely body, but she didn’t move from under the falling water. Instead, after first washing her hair, she used her hands to rinse the sweat from her body.

It took only an instant for Brad to decide that she had a good idea. Stripping quickly, he rinsed out his jockey shorts and his golf shirt and laid them beside Dacey’s in the same manner she had. Then he dove in and smoothly stroked across the pond.

Dacey reminded him of a little girl playing in the bathtub. Standing under the waterfall, she had her head back and was catching the falling water in her mouth while her hands were gently massaging her tits. All the while, her back was to him.

Rising up a few feet behind her he said softly, “H