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    Kyle had time to wonder just who she was – the Thurgoods didn’t have any kids, as far as he knew, and in any case Mrs Thurgood at least was too young to be this girl’s mother – when she did something that stopped all Kyle’s wonderings. Stopped all his thoughts, dead.
    Reaching behind her, the girl unhooked her bikini top and dropped it on the lawn.
    Her breasts were small and perfectly round, and so pert that the little brown nipples were slightly uptilted. Kyle caught his breath as the girl lowered herself on to her butt on the rolled-out towel and her bare breasts bobbed with the movement. She reached for the sun lotion and squeezed some onto the palm of her hand, before starting to rub it slowly and methodically over herself, starting with her arms and shoulders.
    Just as her hands reached her breasts and began smoothing the cream in, she raised her head. Although Kyle couldn’t see her eyes behind the sunglasses, he knew she was looking straight at him. A half-smile played over her lips.
    Quickly he dropped his gaze, his face reddening with furious embarrassment. He began trawling the pool with renewed vigor, conscious as he did so that he was being a little too obvious. He was glad he was wearing baggy cargo shorts again. It meant the bulge of his erection was at least partly concealed.
    ‘What’s your name?’ the girl called.
    It gave him an excuse to look up at her again, but he immediately wished he hadn’t. The sight of her tanned body glistening with sun lotion was almost more than he could bear. It didn’t help that she’d stopped massaging the cream in and was now sitting propped up with her arms behind her, her tits on full display.
    ‘Kyle, miss. Ma’am,’ he managed, cursing himself for sounding like a dick. But how was he supposed to address her? He didn’t know who she was.
    She laughed, a bright high sound in the summer morning air. ‘ Ma’am? Jeez, you make me sound old. Pleased to meet you, Kyle. I’m Madison.’
    Kyle waited for her to elaborate, to explain just who she was and how she fit into this scene, but she just tilted her head back as if to catch some sun on her throat. He snuck another glance at her chest, marveling at the firmness of her breasts, at how they barely changed shape even though she was semi-reclining. By now his cock was fully erect and tenting the front of his shorts, and he had to turn sideways and sneak a hand in to rearrange things.
    Since the girl didn’t seem about to offer any further conversation, Kyle decided to be bold.
    ‘Are you one of the family, miss?’
    ‘Madison. Please.’ She was looking at him again through her sunglasses, amused.
    ‘Madison.’
    ‘God, no.’ She swiped lazily at an insect which had wandered across her line of vision. ‘I’m a friend of Blair’s. Mr Thurgood’s.’
    Kyle took this in. A friend ? What did that mean?
    As if reading his thoughts, she said, ‘A very good friend, if you see what I mean.’ Behind the shades he could swear she winked. The tip of her tongue came out, darted quickly across her lips before disappearing again.
    What the hell? It was all too much for Kyle to take, and for a moment he wondered if the July heat was getting to him, screwing around with his brain. First this girl came out of nowhere and started sunbathing topless in front of him, a total stranger, and now she seemed to be saying she was his employer’s lover. Was this some kind of game? Some joke that was being played on him?
    He knew there was nobody else around. Mr Thurgood was at work, and Mrs Thurgood – Donna – had said after he arrived that she was going to be out in town all day. Kyle began to feel uncomfortable. Was this girl coming on to him? If so, why had she implied – hell, forget implied, admitted – she was sleeping with Mr Thurgood?
    Again she seemed to be able to tell what he was thinking, because she said, ‘Oh, I don’t mind telling you. It’s no secret. Even that cunt of a wife of his knows