For a thrill, decided to head to the pool and to head to it with the towel over her arm, rather than around her waist. After one last pause in front of the mirror, she turned, collected her stuff, and headed out the door.
The walk down the corridor was fun. liked the way the hunky porter looked at her, she liked the way the jealous red haired lady looked at her, and she loved the way the sexy pair of jock friends admired her as she waited by the lift. She'd even managed not to blush with her deliberate turn and twist to show off her body on the pretense of checking to see who was in the lift going up and deeper into the hotel.
The pool was busy, but it was busy in a good way. This was the sort of resource which attracted singles and couples like cats to the cream. was aware that she had competition; she wasn't the only one with a sexy body in a skimpy swimsuit and with an eye out for possible adventure.
A sun chair by the diving board made a lot of sense. settled down to admire the view. It was hard not to notice the young blond man on the diving board first. Not when he was bouncing up and down so close to her. Not when his own swimming trunks were so small. And certainly not when it was so obvious that under his swimming trunks he wasn't small at all! The coffee-skinned girl opposite also caught her attention; the woman was wearing an all-white bikini which, although stylish, was a brave choice for such a dark-skinned person. could clearly see dark circles of nipples through the wet, white fabric. Perhaps the biggest and most exciting observation was of the couple by the side of the thatched roof gazebo. They clearly thought that the side of the gazebo had them sheltered from view of the people by the pool, but had a better view than most. The raven-haired beauty was kissing her man's chest and was slowly sliding lower with each touch of the lips. |