Standing at the door is Harry, he's about 20, and was named after
Princess' Diana's son. He isn't red haired and fair like his
namesake, instead he black haired and bronzed from his hours working
outdoors. Hank is wearing only short cargo shorts and an unbuttoned
blue denim company shirt. His bare chest and honed abs are clearly
visible. He is surprised to see a beautiful young woman in a t-shirt
and jeans opening the door.
"Ah, hi, I'm Harry, the pool man. Is Melvin home? I know his
mother's gone, because she was driving away when I pulled up, but
Melvin's car is in the driveway," Harry yammered a bit trying to keep
from obviously staring at Melvin's new breasts.
Melvin raised an eyebrow, what was Hank talking about? He noticed
Hank's eyes kept straying down to Melvin's chest. Did he have
something on his shirt? He followed Hank's gaze and balked when he saw
the double D breasts tenting his t-shirt. Damn, he was sexy. He could
see the nipples right through the fabric. He raised his hand to feel
it. Oh, this was wrong. Harry was right there. He looked up at Harry
and swallowed. He felt an odd attraction to the buff sweaty hunk. It
was wrong. He'd never felt this way before around a guy.
Melvin shook his head, he felt his own suddenly longer hair brush his
shoulders. "Uh, Hank, I'm the only one here. Uh, would you like to
come in for some lemonade. It looks like you've been sweating."
"Why thank you, ma'am? Are you visiting long?"
"I don't really know," Melvin said candidly.
Hank stepped into the house, he headed to the kitchen. Melvin and his
mother had both had Hank inside for lemonade or ice tea on hot days.
Mother always referred to it as a cheap tip.
Why did I invite him in? What's happened to me? Melvin shook his
head, the hair swept across his cheek and shoulders. He reached up and
grabbed fistfuls with both hands and tugged. It wasn't a wig, it
really was his hair. He turned and watched Hank's retreating bubble
butt. The shorts were really too tight, that's why Hank wore a tool
belt to carry his cell phone and wallet. He knew part of his job was
to tantalize the female customers. They paid more for good eye candy.
Hank was already through the kitchen door before Melvin moved away
from the front door. He had been staring the whole time at Hank's
bottom, and muscular legs.
"So, Hank, what's the matter with the pool?"
"Oh, miss, the heater element's gotten really rusty. I mentioned it
to the owner before, but now I think it really needs to be replaced
for safety reasons," he said as he sat down at the kitchen table. He
tried to pull his legs under the table quickly, but Melvin saw that
Hank's shorts were tented. He smiled. Hank thought he was hot. Hank
continued, "So what's your name?"
"Mel-" Mevin started to say, but he realized that he wasn't a guy
anymore and Melvin wasn't a girl's name.
"Mel? Is that short for Melanie?" Hank asked.
Melvin just nodded as he poured Hank and himself the lemonade.
"Thank you for the lemonade, Melanie. Uh, I usually finish up work
around 4 PM. Then I go home and shower, and well, I was wondering if
you might like to go out with me tonight. I could take you to Monroe's
Steakhouse for dinner, if you like?"
"Uh, Monroe's?" Melvin was stymied. That was Melvin's favorite
restaurant, but it was a bit expensive. No, he had to get out of this,
saying "Uh, well, I don't know if I have anything appropriate to
wear."
"Oh, that red and white dress draped over the dining room table will
be fine. Monroe's is classy, but you don't need a formal or
anything."
"Red and white sun dress?" Melvin asked. Then he ducked through the
kitchen door and returned carrying the sun dress, it did look like his
size, "You mean this one?" she asked as she held it up to herself.
"Yeah, I can't wait to see you in it."
"Uh, me either? Uh, what time tonight?"
"I'll pick you up at 5 pm, and depending on how the dinner date goes
maybe we can go dancing or go to the movies," Hank said as he finished
the lemonade. He stood, his bulge was still big but no longer tenting
his shorts. He handed Mel the empty glass and said, "Thank you for the
lemonade. I better get back to work, so I'll be ready and back here
by five."
"Uh, huh," Mel said with a nod.
Hank disappeared out the door, and Mel ran to his bedroom to see what
he looked like naked, and to see if the sun dress fit. It was brand
new, and it still had the tags on it.