This story is a direct sequel to The Very Wet Wetting I posted.
I wasn't home but 5 minutes and the doorbell rang, it was my friend John, with two cold 4-Pack's of beer from my favorite brewery. John was still in his work clothes, so he must have bought it right after he got off work from his job at the Hampton Inn. Since it was a nice sunny day he suggested that we should sit by my poo,l since he wanted to ask me for a favor, I said "That explains the beer, it must be a big favor".
We went out to my pool, and set up 2 lounge chairs facing the Sun, sat down and each cracked open a beer. After a few minutes John took off his maroon tie, black button up long sleeve shirt, and his shoes and socks, he was still wearing his maroon dress pants and his black belt, I was in shorts so I just took off my T-shirt.
So I asked, "what's up?" He took a quick chug and then asked, "Feel like taking a road trip for a few days?". I told him I'm always up to a road trip, where too? John then asked me if I remembered his Grandmother from the past few Christmas's, while she was visiting at his house. I said Of course, how could I forget her Southern Georgia accent, and her homemade apple pie. John suddenly looked sad and said "She passed away in her sleep last night, my parents left this morning to head up to Georgia with my brother and help with the Funeral arrangement". I told him that I was so sorry to hear that, then asked about the Funeral. John replied "Well, that's the favor. I checked into flights, and they want a fortune with such short notice, and I don't trust my clunker of a car to make it up to Georgia and back, so since you kinda know her, I'm wondering if you can take off a few days and drive me up there? I can get us a hotel room with my employee discount, and I'll pay for the gas, and you don't even have to go to the Funeral if you want to?".... I didn't even need a second to think about it... "Go pack your bag, we'll leave first thing in the morning". John stood up, leaned over and gave me a hug, I jokingly said "Ewww, your all sweaty" , he said "What do you expect, its 85* and I'm not exactly dressed for sunbathing!" ...He whiffed his armpit and added "Plus now I stink!" He then took out his phone, and did a running dive into my pool still wearing his dress pants and belt, I followed him into the pool, we swam a few minutes and then he walked up the pool steps, I watched as he got out, his wet dress pants forming a vacuum seal to his cute ass and legs, John grabbed 2 beers, then turned to walk back down the pool steps, and the same vacuum seal that showed off his ass was now leaving nothing to the imagination to the outline of his delicious cock, he sat down on the 3rd step in chest deep water. I sat next to him. We finished our beers in the pool.
When it was time to get out, we both stood on the pool deck dripping water since I didn't bring any towels out with us, surprisingly John redressed in the clothes that he took off ,with his shirt getting soaked and sticking to his body from the pool water, when I pointed it out to him he replied "Yeah, I kind of defeated the purpose of taking it off". If he wasn't holding his phone in his hand, I would have just pushed him in. Oh well, next time!
As I walked him to his car, I suggested that he go home and pack, then come back and spend the night at my place, this way we can leave early enough to miss rush hour when we approached Daytona Beach, he happily agreed.
John returned an hour later with a suitcase big enough for a 2 week trip, he also was carrying his charcoal grey suit, still wrapped in the clear plastic from the dry cleaner, the same suit that just a week earlier, he was swimming in my pool with, not to mention wearing in my shower and the master tub also. I pointed out his suit and told him "See, I told you the suit wouldn't get ruined" he gave me a sly smile and replied "Not yet!".
"So what's with the big suitcase?" John explained that the area his Grandmother lived in has miles and miles of hills and trails going through woods, crossing creeks, and a half dozen rope swings...Now that got my attention! ...He then said that he has relatives that have dirt bikes and 4-wheelers that we would be free to borrow...NOW that really, really got my attention!! ..."And I overpacked because some days I need to change clothes 2 or 3 times a day because of red Georgia mud trashing them". Plus you can finally meet my crazy cousin Jason that you'll heard so much about.
I then told John " Yeah Jason's reputation proceeds him. Umm...I think I need to get my bigger bag".
Part 2 coming: Day of the Funeral.