at the bevy of tiny-bikinied super model types as they
frolicked around the pool. He waved; Laura spotted him and smiled
as she walked over.
He stood, and they hugged. Laura said, "I'm so
glad you were home. I would have felt like a complete moron."
"I can't believe you're here."
"Me either."
Both were ignoring the obvious issue of Rob
catching her blowing some other guy on the cruise ship, which led
to Rob punching the recipient of the blow job, a huge public
blowout between the young, volatile couple capped off by a return
to their cabin for a slight property-damaging argument. There were
eighteen complaints from passengers, a lawsuit threat from the guy
who received the punch, and enough damage to the cabin to get them
thrown off the ship on the island of St. Thomas. From there, they
took separate flights home and hadn’t spoken since.
"So how've you been," he asked.
"Good… good," she said. Then she glanced around
the pool area while shaking her head and added, "This place is so
nice." Laura scanned the crowd, raising her eyebrows to the fact
that there must have been twenty women compared to the three
guys.
"It's okay," he replied casually. "So you were
in Tampa?"
"Yeah, I was hanging out with some college
friends."
Several women walked past them and said hello to
Rob, he knew them all by name. Laura watched awestruck as one with
a particularly spectacular ass walked by with nothing more than a
string separating her cheeks. When Rob didn't even look at the
girl’s ass, Laura stared at him confused, "I shouldn't have stopped
by like this, you're probably busy."
"No, no. Can you stay for a while?"
"I can."
"We could just hang out here. There's a bar, and
we have this great carryout place like a block away."
"Awesome."
Twenty minutes later, Laura
had gone up to his apartment and changed into her bikini while he
went to pickup their dinner. They sat by the pool, eating, talking,
and drinking until the poolside bar closed at 11:30 P.M. Neither of them
mentioned the cruise, blow jobs given to random guys, Natalie, nor
anything potentially negative. They just had a good time catching
up.
When they found themselves alone in the pool
area, they went into the water, but Laura found it too cold and
climbed out. As she was shivering, wrapped in a towel, he said,
"They have this amazing steam room here. We could go in and get
warmed up."
"Sounds good."
He led her inside the empty workout room and
directed her to the door for the women's locker room. He told her
she would see the door to the steam room from there and told her he
would meet her inside in a minute.
He entered the steam room just seconds before
she did. They both stood just inside their respective doors and
wearing their respective towels. Inside the room were two naked
young gorgeous women and a naked guy that Rob recognized from work
but whose name he couldn't remember. Rob nodded to the crowd, and
Laura looked at them a little shocked. Rob pulled off his towel as
he gave a sympathetic smile to Laura. She glanced down to his
penis, and her lips parted. God, she missed him—all of him. She
shrugged and opened up her towel. The naked guy stared at Laura,
and Rob gave him an evil look.
Rob and Laura made their way to an open bench,
placed their towels down on it, and sat. She leaned back with her
eyes closed, and she sighed. Rob drank in her hot little body, and
he glanced down smiling to the lips of her pussy. He really missed
her too. He glanced down to his penis and wasn't impressed with its
cold pool water shrunken size. He glanced around to be sure no one
was looking and then gave it a few well-placed tugs. After ten
seconds it had responded nicely, and he grinned. Then he leaned
back, sighed loudly with his eyes closed, and then opened his eyes
slightly so he could be sure Laura was looking at him. He grinned
when he found that she was.
Rob spread his legs wider, leaned back a little
more, and flexed the muscles in his groin every five
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