When people do good, they deserve good. That has always been my motto to be good at my job. I've started as a salesman and now I'm the manager of some of the most known shopping malls. I'm really like my job. I get to solve problems, help people with there education, show starting workers the tricks of selling a good product and most of all, my job is divers.
Nothing to complain about, except the fact there is very little time left for a private life. Even when I'm at home I'm working. So I never got married or had children. Now I'm in my early fifties and starting a family at this time would be pointless.
But a guy needs some things for himself and spend some of his money that has been made. So I decided to build a large swimming pool. I bought a piece of land next to my house and decided to get a contractor and build away. I don't like when something is crowded or small, so I told him to build me a nice big pool. Just before the start of the summer it was finished.
After a couple of days of intense swimming and a really nice pool party, a problem arose. There was a slight change of colour in the water, and even though I thought it would be harmless, the colour seems to get more intense every day.
I decided to call some guy who seemed to be taking care of some other pools in the neighbourhood. That same day John showed up at my doorstep. Before me stood a guy in his early twenties, casual dressed but with a professional blue polo with a nice company logo on it.
"Hello, I'm John, you called about your pool?"
"Yes, come right in, I'll show you the way to the swimming pool."
I have a great house if I might say so myself. I'm really proud of the things that I have collected thru time. People always seem to like something in my house that impressed them. I've developed an eye in spotting what some is interested in without saying a word. I engage in conversation and with seconds people get awed by something in the house. As we walked thru my house, I noticed that this boy was just walking thru. His eyes where focused on the way ahead. It annoyed me a bit. I thought it was rude also. therefore I adapted an extra route thru the garage. A guy like this must be impressed by the nice cars I've got in there.
"I'm doing some renovating in the kitchen, so we have to walk thu the garage if you don't mind" I lied.
"No problem, as long as we reach the pool" he said very calmly.
We walked by my Porsche and my McLaren but there was not one look this boy could give to my prize possessions. He paid much more attention to his phone, while we were walking.
"I was just reading your mail again about the problem, is this a new pool?"
"define new..." I said almost cynical. This boy was really annoying me for me to give such an answer
"Has it been build between 2 to 6 weeks ago?
"Yes it has."
"So you've got water delivered or did you fill it yourself ?"
"I filled it myself, but I don't see how that's g.."
"Ah, that makes sense to me, I think I have an idea."
At this point I was really getting angry about the way he talked to me. It has been a while when someone interrupted me. And here is this poolboy with a real bad attitude who is taking the liberty of starting his own sentence instead of finishing mine. I officially hated the guy.
When we got to the pool I decided to thank him and tell him I would manage on my own. There was no possible way I was going to let this guy do any work around my house. He was obviously in need of teachings in manners. The moment I was about to tell him my findings he kneeled by the pool to examine the water.
"Listen John. " I started "Thank you for coming this way but I rea..."
"Did you have a party recently?" John asked me. He looked up to me while one hand was in the water.
"Well, yes, but I can't see how..."
"Somebody is playing you my friend, one of your guest has put something in your pool that keeps changing the colour to green. It's a prank."
"I can't imagine any of my guest would have done such a thing."
John got up and looked straight at me.
"I'm sure you think that you think lots of things, doesn't mean that you are right all the time."
"What?" I was amazed by the boldness and the unscrupulous opinion he gave me. "What did you say to me? "
"Ah come on, lets not quiver or something like this. I'm right and you're not. That's just the way it is. I'll prove it to you if you like."
Without hesitation he pulled his polo over his head and unbuttoned this shorts. Within seconds he was undressed, obviously just wearing his Speedo to do some underwater maintenance. There was no time to admire his greatly shaped body, within an even shorter time he jumped gracefully into the water. I saw his contour though the shimmering water. I didn't recognize the moves he was making under water. He was swimming to the bottom of the pool. He kept his position quite long when he finally returned to the surface again.
With one lean jump he was out of the pool, standing in front of me. He reached out his hand in front of my face.
"Look." he said. See the substance that is at the bottom of your pool, I tried to scrape some of the bottom, but it is a slippery substance, so it's had to get it to the surface.
I forgot to look to his hand, instead I eyes were locked at his face, his wet face, water dripping from his chin. What was happening here? Why couldn't I look away. Because of my staring, John began to smile.
"Is everything okay?" he asked "You seem a bit off."
"N- No, I'm fine, just... I'm fine." Finally I was able to break this weird spell I was under.
"Listen, I can come back tomorrow if you like. I know just how to handle this kind of situations. I'd be glad to help you with this."
Now everything got even more weirder for me. I actually enjoyed him saying that he could return tomorrow. And to make things even worse, I felt that my cock had swollen in my trousers. I couldn't tell how or in what time frame this happened. I couldn't say if this guy had noticed...
"Yes"
"Yes in, I'l come back tomorrow?"
"Yes"
Has it come to this? It seemed I was only able to speak in simple and very short sentences?
"Okay then, I'll be here around seven, I assume the evening is no problem for you?"
"No problem."
"See you tomorrow then."
John grabbed a towel from the table near the pool, and dried himself with it. Again within seconds he was dressed. I lead the way thru the house.
"You are very neat while doing renovations." John said. "I couldn't tell there was a renovation going on here."
Shit, I forgot I lied about the renovation of the kitchen. Noting came to mind to give a proper response. John walked over me and placed his hand on my shoulder.
"Seems to be there is more to you then meets the eye. Glad to see something real about you."
I stood there listening to his words. I couldn't tell what he meant by it. I was nailed to the ground. John looked back at me when he was at my front door.
"Until tomorrow. Hope to see the better you again." he smiled.
The next thing I heard is the closing of the door. Slowly I came to my senses, and it took me some time to get used to the feeling I had seen something I really wanted to have too....