Jenny

After going home last time, I felt ecstatic. On the one hand, i had, well not technically had sex, but a hot encounter with a sexy milf. Apart from that, there was what happened after.

When Susan ran away, i spent another few minutes in the shower cleaning myself off and generally trying to wrap my mind about this whole situation.

When I did leave, I ran right into the gate bald guy, the guard of the secret rooms. The way her looked at me, that dirty unpleasant smile made me shiver slightly.

"Seems like you had a good time in there, bucko. That slut still had some of your spunk left in her hair when she ran out of there. What did you do to her to make her run off like that?" He asked. He did not sound concerned though. On the contrary. He sounded excited at the thought of me scaring Susan off somewhere.

That guy really was a pig. I was just about to say something, just about to draw back from the situation when he suddenly grinned at me and told me to follow him.

In the the, her but only told me his name, Brian, but also gave me a key to the rooms, saying "You seen to be the kind of guy I made this for. Here have a key and go nuts anytime you want. Maybe I will come watch at some point, he he."

Today, i am back at the pool. I still shudder when I think about this conversation with Brian. I really do not like that guy. He does like me, though, it seems. Well, all the better. After all, now I can get into the rooms without having to interact with him every time.

Before I even set foot into the water today, I take a moment to scan my surroundings. First of all, I notice that I do not see Brian. So far so good. Maybe he is not working today. I hope so. Next, I look around for potential targets. Or to be honest, I look around for hot women. It is not like I could see anyone and know they have plans to get fucked in a secret room today.

Hot women I see. Plenty of them. As always when I am here. I go for a swim, not only to enjoy the water, but even more so to have a better look around, see who is here, maybe even be so lucky as to overhear something that gives me any clue who might be willing to follow me in there.

I realize, that after the events of last time, seeing any remotely attractive female sends my imagination into overdrive. When I swim by a blonde woman in her 30s, I immediately see myself peeling that blue bathing suit off of her shapely body. When I catch a glimpse of a black girl with the most amazing ass sunbathing outside, I see myself bending her over and making that thing jiggle.

I swim around and fantasize for a long time, glad that the water hides my raging boner for the most part. At some point, I am so caught up in my daydreaming that I bump into someone. Or she into me, I am not quite sure.

In any case, her rather wide hips brush over my hers cock under the water. Not all that hard, not definitely enough to get noticed. After swimming by, she looks back at me over her shoulder with a strange expression. Probably she is mad, or disgusted, is she even knew what it was that had hit her there. It was hard to see after all, below the ripples from dozens of people swimming.

Still, I would have probably forgotten about it in no time if it wasn't for what she does next. She gets out of the water. Her bathing suit, white with a floral pattern on it, tightly hugs her rather curvy body. Hey large butt is the first thing I notice, since she faces away from me when getting out. As soon as she turns sideways though, I notice her, there is no other way to say it, massive tits. Large. Huge. Humongous.

Obviously I stare at them for a moment. So do a lot of other guys, I would bet anything. Still, it is me that she looks back at. Me, who had just brushed her hips with his dick, albeit accidentally. She does not even look as that angry, I think.

And then, she turns away and walks off. Apart from me being able to see her far ass shake with every step, a bag turn off events. Or so I thought. My heart skips a beat when I see where she walks off to. The corner! The corner with the secret rooms. No, that must be a coincidence,i tell myself.

However, when she gets there she looks around for a bit. Is she actually looking for Brian?! Not finding anyone, she turns away after a while. It is hard to tell from this distance, but I get the impression that she looks disappointed.

I rush to get out of the water. I almost slip on the wet floor while trying to get to the door, trying to catch her and unlock it for her, trying to get in there with her right fucking now.

When I get to the door, she is gone though. Disappointed, i get out the key from the little pocket in my swim shorts and unlock the door anyway. Looking inside, there is no one there. Obviously. It was locked, after all. I take a careful look into every room and still I see nobody.

I do see a large box of condoms in the sex room though, torn open with a few of them scattered on the floor. Interesting. I am pretty sure that was not here last time. Not like that. That means, someone has to have been in here and used them in the last couple of days! As exciting as that thought is, I still am alone on here right now.

I consider stepping into the women's shower and rubbing one out, but I am not that desperately horny just now. I turn to leave, when I hear the door handle being pressed down.

I quickly withdraw into the men's shower and listen. "What the..." I hear a female voice whisper. After the door closes behind her, she giggles nervously. "But who had opened.... No, don't think about it Jenny, funny think about it." She tells herself.

I see her waking past the showers. For some reason she does not seem to have seen me. My heart pounds in my chest. It is her! The chubby one from earlier. The one with the huge tits!