You end up at the pool

After walking through the countless hallways and corridors, you eventually came to a door. The door’s outer frame was made of wood while its interior portions were made of glass, the type you’d see in a shower so you couldn’t see inside or out. To your left, next to the main entrance, you saw a plaque on the wall that read “Swimming pool,” which confused you. Why would a wrestling facility have a swimming pool on its grounds? Is it supposed to help train the wrestlers, or was it more for relaxation? These questions buzzed around in your head as you stared at the glass doors.

After a second of hesitation, you opened the doors and stepped inside. From what you could see, the indoor pool area was pretty impressive. There were plenty of tanning chairs to choose from, a giant pool that had a few hot tubs surrounding it, towel racks and changing booths, etc. With all of these amenities, it reminded you of a five star hotel, not a wrestling arena for giant,sexy women.

You walked around the pool for a minute then noticed a small Tiki bar. From where ou were standing you could see smoothies, alcoholic beverages, and a few more assortment of beverages and refreshments. When you got closer to the bar you noticed someone behind the counter. Well, you noticed a certain “part” of said someone. ​Your eyes were immediately drawn towards a gorgeous ass pointing in your direction, and, as it rhythmically swayed back and forth, the woman it belonged to rummaged through some cabinets while humming a pleasant tune, blissfully unaware of your ogling.​ She wore a frilly grass skirt that barely came down to the cleft of her cheeks, an eye-catching view ​Taking a closer look, you could clearly see a pair of white panties peeking out from behind the leaves of her skirt, and, thanks to the hypnotic sway of her hips, those panties were slowly getting lost deeper and deeper between the meaty ass cheeks wearing them, looking more like a paltry thong than panties.

After what felt like an eternity of staring at her cheeks, you got out of your trance and decided to say hello. You coughed hard to get her attention...but no response.. You cocked your head in confusion. Did she have...? You looked at her ears, and, sure enough, she had earbuds on. Well, that explains why she didn’t hear you. “Umm, excuse me?” Your voice fell on deaf ears again as the woman continued to search, her ass swaying with no end in sight. After a moment, you sighed and went behind the counter to get the brunette’s attention.

Once you got there,you blushed at the way the woman’s rear continued to sway back and forth, as if longing for your attention. You wanted to stare at her ass more but you didn’t feel like being a perv at a women's wrestling arena. You tapped her on the shoulder to finally get her attention.

As soon as you touched her she jumped, her head hitting the inside of the shelf. “Ouch!” She grunted as she moved out from under the counter while rubbing her head. “Sorry about that,” you mumbled. ”I tried to get your attention but you had your earbuds in.” She turned to face you, giving you a chance to see her front instead of her backside. The first thing you noticed was that

she’s a foot taller than you, her breasts at about eye-level. The second was what she was using as a bra: it was made up of two coconut halves, each coconut doing a decent job of actually covering up her breasts and nipples, though it did look rather strained. You also noticed that she had a cute face dotted with freckles, short brunette hair that went down to her shoulders, and used her bronze cleavage as a fleshy purse for her phone, which just barely stuck out from between her enormous breasts while she listened to music with it.

Once she adjusted from the hit to the head, she took out her earbuds, letting them dangle against her melons. “I’m ok,” she said. “Usually when I work at the bar I zone out and just listen to my music, so this sometimes happens. But it’ll take a lot more than a bump on the head to keep me down!” You chuckled . Well, at least she’s got a good personality.

“So... may I ask your name?” You asked as you sat down on a bar stool, still admiring her body. She turned back towards you and smiled, outstretching her hand. “My name is Lola. I’m going to take a guess and assume that you’re Tommy, am I right?” You were surprised to find that she already knew who you were. “H-how?” A small giggle came from her full lips.. “Well... when you work at a place like this, you learn a lot of information. For some reason, people have the urge to confide in a bartender.” She shrugged her shoulders, causing her breast to bounce a small bit.

“Since you’re here, Tommy, do you want anything? There’s plenty of beverages to choose from.” ​As she spoke, Lola leaned forwards and rested her hefty chest on the bar, nearly entrancing you with the sight of her deep cleavage draped in front of you while her breasts threatened to spill past her coconut shells.​ After a second of ogling, you finally shook your head and stuttered, “S-sure.I’ll have a fruit smoothie.” With your answer Lola gave you a small wink, gliding over to the blender. “Coming right up, cutie.”

While ​the friendly Hawaiian beauty prepared your drink​ you had a hard time keeping your eyes off of her, every bounce and jiggle acting as a magnet for your eyes. Even though you did your best to be discreet, Lola noticed your wandering eyes. “Is a certain someone enjoying the view,” Lola asked while facing away from you. You couldn’t see it, but she was smiling, enjoying the fact that a cute guy was showing her so much attention.

You looked down, trying to hide the fact that you’ve been eyeing her for some time. ​So much for not looking like a perv here...​ “I... I wasn’t looking.” You did your best to play it off, but it was no use. She saw right through you. “Whatever you say Tom.” She gave her hips an intentional sway, giving your eyes another astounding view.

Once your smoothie was made and handed to you, you thanked her and tried to leave with it, but Lola grabbed your hand. “Before you go... could you help me behind the bar? There’s some things that are hard for me to get because of how cramped it is back here. Pretty please?” She batted her eyelashes, hoping that you’d comply with her request.

Unable to resist her doe-eyes,​ you conceded, giving her a slight nod. “Sure, I can help you out, Lola​It's the least I can do for making you hit your head like that.​” Her giant smile returned when she heard that you’d help her. “Great! I’ll move out of the way for you.” She took a few steps back and gave you some room to get behind the counter. Once you were back there she pointed to one of the cabinets. “That one there. There should be some extra glasses in there that I need to restock the shelves.” You nodded your head and went to work, opening the cabinet and putting the glasses on the bar table.

While you were emptying the cabinet, Lola was working on something else, her back and rear facing you, the tight space becoming even tighter. Just when you when you finished and closed the cabinet you turned around and bumped into Lola’s rump, the tight space causing your crotch to brush up and against her butt. For a second there you just stared at Lola’s cheeks, a small erection building in your shorts.

“L-lola? Do you think you could move,” you asked as you pushed against her buttocks slightly, trying to escape the huge, heart-shaped bind you were in. ​After a second, Lola responded, her hips seeming to push and wriggle against you more as she spoke.​ “I would... but I think I’m stuck at the moment. The bar tends to get cramped with more than one person behind the counter.” Oh,nowshetellsme,​ youthought.

“While you’re there Tommy, could you check my ass? Something feels off with my panties.” ​You blushed at such a strange and forward request from a girl you just met, thinking it's not your place to do something like that, but still you find your eyes wandering down towards her butt again, unable to resist the temptation. She did ask for your help, after all.​ When you looked at her rear ​you immediately noticed what was wrong (but looked oh so right to your captivated eyes):​ Her underwear had ​completely disappeared between her thick, all-encompassing cheeks.​ “Umm... Your panties are... stuck between your cheeks.”

After a pause Lola asked another question, this one more... personal. “Could you fix them? Since you’re so close to my rear it’d be easier for you to do that than me.” You were shocked, flustered, and a little embarrassed to do what Lola asked. “Are you sure,” You asked. “I’m not sure if I should do that.” Lola pushed her rear against you again, causing your erection to grow even more. “Please, Tommy? It’s really bugging me. Besides, I think anyone else in this position would jump at this chance.”