Take a dip in the pool

Lauren realized that it was too hot to be lounging in the sun. So, she got up and sauntered over to pool, climbing down the steps as she dipped a foot in. She shivered from the cold water, but realized that it felt refreshing on this hot day before slipping into the shallow end.

Lauren laid out on her back as she floated in the pool, relaxing without a care in the world. Her relaxation came to a screeching halt, however, when she bumped into one of the women who was at the pool. A rather muscular brunette with blue eyes dressed in a lime green one piece.

"Hey!" Lauren growled at the woman as she splashed into an upright position, realizing now that she was in the deep end. "Watch where you're going!"

"Excuse me?!" The woman balked, glaring at Lauren. "You're the one who bumped into me! So if anything, you should be apologizing to me."

Lauren noticed that the woman was basically a wall of muscle, most likely 6'11" to her 5'0". Still, Lauren merely scoffed as she rolled her eyes. "Yeah, I'm sorry... Sorry that you're a blathering, pea-brain Neanderthal."

"Why you insignificant, puny, little - " the woman began with a snarl, only for the other woman in the pool to place a hand on her shoulder.

Lauren looked the woman up and down as she noted that she was a chubby woman with green eyes and long black hair dressed in a pink, floral print two-piece bikini. Lauren also noticed that, unlike the brunette who had C-cups, this woman was at least 36A... Which was surprisingly much larger than her own.

"Lisa, calm down." The other woman ordered calmly. "Remember what the doctor said about your blood pressure."

The first woman, Lisa, closed her eyes as she turned away, counting to ten under her breath as she swam for the steps. Once Lisa was out of the water, the other woman turned towards Lauren.

"Perhaps we got off on the wrong foot." She began. She then cleared her throat and smiled warmly at Lauren, sticking out her hand as she introduced herself. "Hi, my name is Taylor Fisher. And that beautiful woman laying on the deck chair is my wife, Lisa. We just moved in to the complex. It's very nice to meet you, Ms.... Um..."

"I'm Lauren." Lauren said halfheartedly as she rolled her eyes again, briefly shaking Taylor's hand before yanking her hand back. "So, you're her wife, huh?"

"Yep!" Taylor responded, giving a loving look towards the woman on the deck chair. "Just tied the knot three weeks ago. She may act like a lioness, but she's a sweet, little kitten deep down."

"Then perhaps you can get through to that building with feet and get her to apologize to me?" Lauren grumpily asked, briefly glaring at the same woman.

Taylor chuckled sheepishly as she scratched the back of her neck. "Well," she began, "in her defense, you weren't watching where you were going. So, maybe we can just call this thing a silly little accident and you both can apologize to each other?"

Perhaps it was the heat, her arrogant nature, the fact that she felt her relaxing day had been ruined, or perhaps all three, but Lauren scoffed as she glared at Taylor.

"You know," Lauren began, "I'm not surprised that the tub of lard is defending that brainless gorilla."

Taylor's smile fell as she stared at Lauren. "W-w-what?" She stammered, hurt lacing her voice, "Did you just call me "a tub of lard'?"

"Yeah," Lauren responded, "I was going to call you "a bloated walrus carcass", but then I realized that that was far too mean to walruses."

Taylor bit her lip as she felt her eyes starting to water. "That is just cruel! How can you possibly be so - "

"How much do you weigh, anyway?" Lauren asked, a cruel smirk dancing on her face as she poked Taylor's stomach. "Because, I'd be begging my wife to switch swimsuits if I had a body like that. The only thing that's small on you are those little tennis balls up top."

"Tennis balls that I wish that I had on MY body, but still..." Lauren thought inwardly to herself.

"I-I will have you know that my wife loves me for who I am!" Taylor stated, her cheeks going pink as she desperately fought back tears. "And for the record, I'm two hundred and forty-five pounds."

"Really?" Lauren asked with a chuckle. "Are you sure she doesn't love you because she can bench press you and get a workout when you two are "having fun" in the bedroom?"

"I... You... That's... You're... She..." Taylor stammered as she tried to think of what to say, her face turning scarlet. After coming up with nothing, Taylor couldn't take it anymore. The woman began sobbing loudly as she swam towards the shallow end of the pool, climbing out as she slowly made her way to the women's locker rooms.

Lauren smirked to herself as she laid back down in the water, floating on her back once again as she now had the pool to herself. She was simply floating peacefully without a care in the world.

Or, at least, so she thought...