Lisa too got up and walked off the diving board. He watched her little ass bounce past as she walked to the next chair.
'Are your mother and father divorced?' Paul asked.
'Uh-huh! My mommy has another husband now, but my daddy still lives alone.'
'Don't you get bored here by yourself all morning long?' Paul asked.
Lisa sat on the chair and crossed her legs. Paul tried not to stare between her open thighs. He wished he had brought his sun glasses. But then the little girl leaned back and closed her eyes to the sun, so Paul allowed himself to feast his gaze on her young body.
'This was my first morning, and I didn't get bored yet,' Lisa said. 'I don't think I will.'
Lisa's stomach was slender and flat, and her little navel looked like a folded rose bud. Paul studied her belly and her tight yellow bikini panties. He could see the slight swelling of her pussy mound, and, yes, that was a stray strand of very young pubic hair sticking out.
Not only was that lock of pussy hair exposed, but her legs were spread far enough that the crotch of her panties was spread father than it could cover, and the crease was visible where her upper thigh met the pink flesh next to her pussy.
Paul couldn't keep his eyes away from her crotch. Every time he tried to look away, some force compelled his glance back to that pink strip of exposed skin inside the leg-hole of the bikini. He felt a strange excitement coursing through him, and he was shocked to admit to himself that be was thrilling with sexual arousal.
Lisa opened her eyes and hopped to her feet. 'It must be getting close to noon!' she said.
Without even thinking what he was doing, Paul held out his hand, and the little girl took it, and he pulled her gently, and she sat down in his lap as if it was the most natural thing in the world.
'I like you, Paul Evans,' she grinned. 'I'm glad I met you, and I'm glad you live here! Maybe if I get bored in the morning sometimes, we can play together!'
Paul's throat was nearly too dry for speech. Her young body felt so warm and soft in his lap! 'I… hmm… I'd really like that, Lisa! Any time! I live right over there!'
'I know,' Lisa said. She squirmed her little bottom into a more comfortable position and casually put a thin arm around his shoulder. The gentle pressure of her ass in his lap was sending chills of sexual stimulation through his sex organs. He wondered if he would get an erection.
'I saw you through the window,' she continued. 'It looked like you were working, and then you were talking on the phone. It looked like you were havin' a fight!'
Paul laughed. 'You're very observant,' he said.
'Does that mean I was right? You were havin' a fight?'
'I guess I was,' Paul said.
'I bet it was with a girl!' Lisa said. And she turned her little girl's face towards him and gave him a pouting smile that was so womanly and so child-like at the same time that he couldn't help himself, and he put his arms around her and pulled her to him for a kiss.
Lisa came willingly, but her kiss was that of a child, a peck on the closed lips. He allowed his hand for a brief second to lie on the smooth softness of her thigh, and even that childish kiss sent an electric shock through his nerves. Then she hopped off his lap and flashed a smile back over her shoulder.
'See you later!' she said.
Paul sat for a few minutes and then went home and changed and sat down at the desk again. His emotions were very confused. He could not conceal from himself that this little girl had moved him very deeply. He felt ashamed of himself, but at the same time he was more aroused than he had been for months with a woman.
He pushed it out of his mind and worked through the night until one o'clock. The feedback correction formula worked perfectly, and he finally fell into bed exhausted but feeling some accomplishment. But he was still very horny.
Chapter 2
Paul woke up at eight the following morning, feeling refreshed and ready to Work. He showered and shaved and breakfasted quickly, and was at his desk before nine. He became immediately absorbed in his work, refusing to allow himself to even glance out the window toward the swimming pool.
Nevertheless, he was instantly aware when the little girl came out of her father's back door. Again he found himself incapable of taking his eyes off her lovely little body.
Instead of the yellow bikini, Lisa today was wearing a very short sun-dress of a thin knit material. There were big circles cut out under the arms, and the dress only came to the tops of her slender thighs. But it was clingy enough to show the gentle curve of her immature breasts.
Paul watched as Lisa dawdled for a moment by the pool. She leaned over and looked into the water, and her short dress inched up in the back, treating Paul to a glimpse of her white nylon panties stretched across the round cheeks of-her ass. Then she turned around and walked straight up and knocked on Paul's veranda door.
Paul opened the door for her. 'Come in, Lisa,' he said. 'How did you like Disneyland?'
'Oh, I loved it! I just loved it!' Lisa bubbled.
They walked into the kitchen, Lisa bouncing with excitement as she told Paul about her adventures at the amusement park. 'I made Daddy take me on all the scary rides, some of them twice! I just loved the jungle ride! Can I have some orange juice?'
Lisa sat on a stool while Paul went to the refrigerator and poured a glass of juice. The stool was high, like a bar stool, and when Lisa put her bare heels on the rung, it brought her knees up and her skirt fell away, revealing her white bikini panties.
Paul handed her the orange juice, and sat down on a chair in front of her. He knew he had selected his position for the best view between the little girl's legs. She kept talking about the park, her animated little body squirming on the stool. Paul tried not to stare where the white nylon stretched across her soft little sex place, but the white length of her open thighs kept pulling his eyes back to her crotch.
'This afternoon we're gonna go for a boat ride out on the ocean!' Lisa continued. 'We're gonna try to catch some big fish! Maybe we'll catch one we can eat! Do you ever go fishing in the ocean?'
'Not very often,' Paul admitted.
'How come you don't have to go to work?' she continued. 'Do you work here at home?'
'Yes, I work right there, at the desk in the other room.' Lisa hopped off the stool and ran into the living room, Paul following.
'What's this?' she said, leaning over the computer terminal.
Paul leaned over her, feeling the warmth from her little body. 'It's a computer terminal,' he said.
'That's a computer?' she asked.
'Not a whole computer. The computer is really big, and it's a long ways away, in another building. That terminal is connected to it, like with telephone wires.'
'Oh, Lisa leaned over closer, and Paul moved, closer behind her, until he could feel his upper thighs pressing against her round warm ass. 'Well, could we talk to it, if we wanted to?'
'We could, if we had anything to say.' Paul reached around the little girl and flipped on the terminal switch. His arm brushed her bare shoulder, and he could feel her soft blond hair brush his face. It smelled clean and fresh.
'Say Something to it!' Lisa squealed. She bounced up and down on her toes with excitement, and her round ass rubbed against Paul's thighs and his genitals. He was very much enjoying being so close to this little girl, and he wanted to prolong the contact.
'Okay. Watch the screen.' Paul reached around her. His arm brushed against the swelling bud of her little breast, and she made no attempt to move away. Paul cradled his left arm loosely around her waist and typed out the standard a dress code.
The little television screen over the keyboard flashed snow for a second and then read out:
STANDING BY FOR FURTHER INSTRUCTIONS. PLEASE USE ENTRY KEY 779-BJ6.
'Wow!' the little girl said. 'That's really neat!'
