SPLASH!

Ava quickly turned to see contestant 1 fall through the pool bridge trap door. The tan woman's scream quickly cut off by being completely submerged by the water below. Ava then finally felt her body explode with pleasure as her middle finger curled inside her one last time. Her moan inaudible as the crowd went wild, cheering and yelling at the result of the contest. Her chest heaving as she attempted to catch her breath from reaching her peak. Ava was finally able to remove her hand from underneath her bottom as DJ Fuego appeared next to her.

"PLAYER CLUB WE HAVE A NEW WET T-SHIRT CHAMPION!" he announced through his wireless mic. He softly grabbed Ava's wrist and lifted her arm up high. "Let's hear it for contestant numba' 2!!!" The mob once again loudly approved of Ava's new accolade of wet t-shirt champion. Ava watched contestant 1 slowly swim away as her swearing was being drowned out by the celebration. Among all the commotion, and the orgasm, the agent almost forgot about the raven haired woman. She turned to where she last saw her, only to see small waves crash into the side of the pool. Ava's attention was again caught with a fake plastic crown being placed on her head and a giant novelty check for 3,000 lei. While DJ Fuego began speaking to crowd about Player Club and next events, a large Player Club staff member offered his arm to Ava and walked her back behind the curtained-off lounge. Ava dried herself off and as she finished re-tying her bikini top on another club staff member walked up to her.

"Congrats again miss," the man offered with a seemingly genuine smile, "here is your actual winnings and a Player Club VIP card that will cover your drinks for the rest of the evening." Ava took the card and much smaller check then tucked it into the cup of her bikini top. The staff member quickly looked up from staring at her doing this and cleared his throat. "Also one of our VIPs would like to meet you if that's alright with you?"

Ava mentally crossed her fingers as she asked, "Maybe, what's his name?"

"He goes by Victor miss," the staff member quickly replied. Fuck yes, thought Ava. She agreed and the staff member escorted her out of the lounge. A few club goers were waiting outside the curtain and jumped at the sight of the undercover agent. As if she was a celebrity, they asked her for photos and selfies with her. Needing to stick to the role, Ava played along before continuing to follow the staff member. They made their way around the pool and to the first cabana. The staff member opened up the curtain and gestured for Ava to enter before following close behind.

"Hello Victor, as promised here is the winner of the wet t-shirt contest miss...." the staff member trailed off and began to blush, now realizing he had no idea what her name was besides "contestant 2." The large luxury cabana, complete with a bar, private bathroom, and two lounge sectionals was completely empty except for one person. An attractive man and sharp features sat up from his laid back position. Ava noticed his toned and smooth pale skin beneath his completely unbuttoned white shirt. His styled jet black hair connected with his perfectly trimmed beard that surrounded his smirking mouth. Ava had just came less than twenty minutes ago, but she could not help but stare at Victor and feel turned on yet again.

"Samantha," Ava filled in for the staff member with a smile, "and you are Victor I presume?"

"Guilty as charged," replied Victor. His smooth voice oozed with confidence as he stood up and offered his hand to her. Ava slowly placed her hand onto his as he bent down to kiss it, his dark eyes never breaking from Ava's blue eye'd gaze. He took a step closer to Ava before continuing. "Well Miss Samantha, I was thoroughly entertained with your performance tonight. Unfortunately I have to depart shortly but I wanted to extend an invitation I am having to a private party. Would you do me the great honor of attending?" Victor took a another step closer and slightly tilted his head. His cologne, a mix of floral, mint, and woody amber, penetrated Ava's senses as she almost became intoxicated with his aroma.

"That would be lovely Victor," Ava answered with a smile as she tried to hide her growing arousal from him.

"Wonderful," quickly responded as he turned to pick up a single grey envelope on the cabana table. "You should find all the information you need in here. While I prefer I have you all alone to myself, you can bring a friend if you like. It was lovely meeting you Miss Samantha and I await to see you again soon." With that Victor smiled and gave a slight bow.

Ava once again offered her smooth pale hand as Victor softly kissed it once more. Ava walked out from the cabana and quickly made her way towards the bar. As she turned back towards Victor she noticed a woman walk into his cabana, but not before giving her an evil glance with her bright green eyes. The woman was gorgeous, her tanned body was something most professional models would kill for. Her golden-red hair flowed like fire around her freckled face before the cabana curtain closed behind her.

Ava shook off the woman and continued to the bar. Suddenly Angel was right next to her, walking in stride. Ava quickly flashed the grey envelope before placing it in the free cup of her bikini top.

"Got an invite to some sort of party Victor is throwing. How'd you make out?" asked Ava in a soft mumble so only her fellow agent could hear. After not hearing an immediate response Ava looked to her colleague.