Chapter One
Ava clicked her laptop closed and stretched. She felt the tension of the day in her shoulders. Traveling for work functions sucked, but at least she got to stay in some nice hotels. She looked at the time and decided at this late hour, the pool area might be empty.
Ava was right. There was not another person in sight. She swam hard for as many laps as she could manage and then floated on her back, catching her breath. She grappled with the stress of having to give that damned presentation tomorrow.
Like most people, Ava disliked public speaking. However, this was a task she could not respectfully decline (she had tried). Her employer insisted hers was the image the company wanted to represent them in such a public forum. Image is everything these days. She could not fuck this up.
Ava exited the pool and made her way to the hot tub. The beaded strings at the hips of her bikini bottoms slapped against her outer thighs as she walked. She settled in against one of the walls of powerful jets. The pressure of the water felt amazing on her lower back. She felt the tension slowly work its way out of her body. A random and naughty thought suddenly came to mind.
Ava slyly looked left and right. She slowly turned around and positioned herself with her knees on the seat. She brought her hips close to the wall and gasped.
Too much.
She backed off and approached again, more slowly and slightly off-center this time.
Ohhh YES…
She could feel the jet pushing against her. The sensation was delicious and she absently wondered why she had not tried this before. Her clit throbbed as the heated stream pressed in and around her lips. Errant bubbles found their way to tickle her ass. She almost moaned.
Ava imagined she was straddling a man’s lap, rubbing hungrily against the length of his hardened cock. His hands slipping down between them. His fingers pushing aside her bikini bottom to gain better access. She closed her eyes and sucked her bottom lip. Her hips now working in tight, almost involuntary circles against the relentless torrent of pleasure.
…feels so fucking good… gonna come so hard
She was so close now. She leaned into the insistent, rushing water. Ava could not get enough. She arched her back and splayed her hands on the wet concrete before her. She braced herself as she breathlessly approached the very edge…
Someone behind her loudly cleared his throat. Ava pushed off and spun around so quickly, she lost her balance. She inadvertently dunked herself in the center section of the hot tub. Surfacing, Ava wiped the water out of her eyes to see a guy with a huge grin, placing his towel on one of the nearby lounge chairs. Her face burned hot with embarrassment.
Oh my God!
Ava immediately wanted to slide down below the surface of the roiling water and drown herself. Then, with mercurial grandeur, she inexplicably became infused with self-righteous anger.
Masturbation is completely natural, she told herself.
Immediately, a snarky voice countered, Yeah, but fucking a water jet in public is not “natural”, you horny loser.
“Ava, right?” the stranger asked as he eased himself into the hot tub.
Ava froze. Her eyes scanned his face, mind racing.
How does he know my name?
Then it came to her. Her name tag. He must have seen her at the conference meet-and-greet earlier.
”I’m Beck. Nice to meet you.” He winked at her.
Ava dropped her gaze to the water before her and again contemplated the drowning option.
Chapter Two:
https://www.theprose.com/post/816123/chapter-two