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Chapter 165 by Johnrocker Johnrocker

Later that night…

Familiar body by the pool

Dinner was great. Not as great as the sex of course but Mark appreciated the food and the company as they hungrily chowed down a plateful each.

After eating, the two spent some time in the lounge room area where they watched films on Netflix and enjoyed the time away from campus in their own private area.

He had to admit, it sure did feel like a preview of what it would be like to be married to someone like Winter. She was a great cook, a great fuck and a great person to waste the hours of the day with watching shows and movies on their television screen.

They were still awake at midnight after the ending of another movie. Their bodies that had been close together cuddling once again got closer as their mouths met. They kissed, lightly making out on the couch, a sign of where things were heading once more. Winter rubbed his cock from the outside of his clothing, feeling it as it started to harden up again.

Winter suddenly pulled her lips away from him in a rush.

“Hang on, how about we go for a swim first before… you know…” she asked him.

It was difficult not to just have sex for the second time tonight right there and then but after ejaculating earlier in the evening, he could control himself. Mark agreed with Winter and the two quickly made their way into their bedroom to change into some swimwear.

***

Five minutes later…

Both Mark and Winter felt the cold air hit them as they walked outside the hotel in just their robes. Underneath, Winter had her black and white spotted two-piece bikini while Mark had his own black bather shorts underneath.

They walked barefooted on the pavement, surrounded by gardens, on route to the outdoor hotel pool.

“I checked it out earlier this afternoon, it’s surrounded by hedges and can’t be seen from any of the windows here of people’s rooms,” Winter told him as they made their way there.

It soon hit Mark why she wanted to go out for a swim so late. He believed that she wanted to have sex inside the pool or at least by the edge of it. Whether that be penetration or just oral, Mark’s cock started to get excited, another boner.

“You think we’ll be alone there?” he asked her.

She nodded, “Surely. It’s midnight and there isn’t many people our age that are actually staying in the hotel. Doubt any of the oldies would be going for a late night dip.”

Winter confirmed Mark’s suspicions by winking at him. He had to smirk in return.

As they approached the pool however, the sound of two voices echoed in front of them. Their worse fears had been realised, someone was about to use the pool, the same time they were hoping to get a little naughty in the water.

The two looked at each other as they continued to approach the pool area a little more discretely.

“Fuck,” Winter said quietly to Mark as she heard sound ahead again.

“Should we just go back to the room?” Mark said, stopping just meters outside the gate from the pool.

Winter stopped with him, she didn’t want to give up on this as easy as he did, “Wait… one second, Iet’s see who’s there first, maybe they’re about to leave.”

Mark agreed to check with her, they snuck up to the gate, trying to peek over. It wasn’t in a great position, they couldn’t see much of the pool from where they stood. They were sure that the people wouldn’t be able to see them even if they looked this way because of how dark it was outside of the pool area.

“I don’t see anyone…” Winter whispered, shorter than Mark, not being able to see much over the fence.

Mark stood on his tippy toes, getting a better glance. He could just see two people on the other side of the swimming pool. They hadn’t entered it at all, still in the same robes that the hotel provided them.

“I see two people,” he whispered to Winter.

“Men? Women?”

“One of each. There’s a guy with a short black beard,” Mark whispered, describing one of the two people, “And there’s a woman… brown hair… wait… no… it can’t be.”

“What? What is it? Who is it?” Winter continuously asked.

Mark ducked down as he realised exactly who the woman was, “It’s fucking Miss Hewitt…”

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