
This preview is part of a collection of ten erotic, romantic short stories on the edge of exhibitionism. An amuse tush, if you will, for adult audiences only.
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“Are you coming in?” he asked from the pool.
“I’m getting there.” I stepped up to the edge. “Don’t be pushy.”
He raised his palms and bowed his head. “I wouldn’t dream of it.”
The evening was warm and the resort quiet – we’d chosen a weekday to get away and only half of the dozen or so rooms were occupied. Since arriving, we’d crossed paths with some of the other guests on our way in and out of our room, which had a private patio that opened to the main pool deck. We were the only ones out this close to midnight, checking out the second, smaller, more private pool deck on the other side of the property.
I sat along the pool’s edge and dipped my legs to just below my knees, the pool lights illuminating my skin in blue tones. “Somehow, I don’t buy your innocent act.”
He hummed as he made a show of considering my words. Despite the pool being only chest deep, he waded over with the water up to his chin, then reached and grabbed my calves underwater. “You said no pushing, but you didn’t say anything about pulling.”
“Don’t you dare–” I tried to wiggle out of his grasp as he tugged, but not hard enough to move me from where I sat. He let me go and brought his body closer to mine, bracketing my thighs with his arms where I sat and slipping his torso between my legs.
“How about a trade? One kiss for five minutes of immunity from dunks.”
“Fair enough.” I leaned over and he rose up to take my lips, lingering before stepping back in the pool, trailing his fingers down the sides of my thighs on his way…
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