10
After six weeks of working long hours at his first ever, real job, Rob was doing bench presses in the workout room of the Blue Stone Apartments on a Sunday afternoon. He'd been able to get some of his workouts in, but mostly at odd hours when the gym was virtually empty. On this day, the room was crowded. There were two other men in the room along with ten young women. Some of the women were on treadmills, others were stretching, and a few were using the weight machines, but all were gorgeous and dressed in revealing, sexy outfits. Rob had forgotten about the preworkout masturbation suggestion from Gary, and this was the first day it really would have come in handy.
He and Gary stared at a woman with a perfect body as she climbed onto a reverse leg curl machine and then proceeded to put on a show. Rob moved his glance slowly back to Gary. "Wow."
"I know, right. At least out here they wear clothes."
"Rob scoffed. "What do you mean?"
"The steam room," Gary said like he should already know about it. Rob stared back at him confused, and Gary looked at him flabbergasted as he said, "Follow me."
Two minutes later, Rob and Gary were sitting in the steam room with towels wrapped around their waists. They were alone.
"I didn't know this was here. So, what, uh, they come in here in their tiny towels?"
Gary just grinned at him, and then Rob said, "I'm not sure I can handle that. I didn't jerk off like you sug—"
Just then a completely naked gorgeous young woman entered the room carrying her towel. Rob shut up as his jaw dropped. Gary quickly opened up his towel then smiled at her.
"Hey, guys," she said.
Rob glanced down to Gary's display, and Gary whispered, "Don't be shy, they don’t like it."
Rob quickly opened his towel; his penis had built up a little size to it already due to the free show. Carl Rodgers entered the room next unabashedly carrying his towel. His nub of a penis displayed for all of them to see. Rob nearly grinned but held back. Carl said, "Hey, boys."
"Mr. Rodgers," Rob said.
Gary said, "Hey, Carl."
Carl smiled and sat down really close to Rob. "Call me Carl, Rob. We're naked for God's sake."
"Sorry, Carl."
Rob could feel Carl's eyes on his groin, and he began to sweat deciding whether to cover up or move or just act casual. He sat frozen as Carl said, "This steam room is a wonderful way to relax."
Rob nodded quickly and then tried to focus on not getting an involuntary erection. He glanced at the young woman; she smiled at him and then leaned back and closed her eyes. Rob's eyes traveled from her perfect breasts to her gorgeous p-ssy. His mouth was wide open. Gary elbowed him in the ribs. Rob glared at him, and Gary made a face that screamed knock it off. Rob struggled to put on a casual expression.
Two more hot naked women entered. Carl's eyes were all over them for a few seconds and then his gaze traveled back to Rob's groin. Rob felt it go there. The women exchanged greetings with the lucky guys and then took their places in the hot steamy room. Rob ignored Carl and just casually enjoyed the view. They all sat in the room for a few minutes until Carl said, "Rob, I think I know a girl who would really like a guy like you." He glanced once more into his lap. "Yeah, I really think you're her type. Would you like to meet her?"
Rob paused. "Uh, sure."
"Great. I'll call you next time she's here."
"Cool."
Carl said, "I'll see you guys at the office." They nodded to him, and he left the room. Rob raised his eyebrows to Gary and he returned a look. A few minutes later, two more gorgeous naked women strolled into the room and Rob glanced around utterly mesmerized. He folded his towel up to partially cover his groin as he vowed to workout during normal peak hours from now on, but only after a quick jerk-off session, of course.
Rob went to his apartment and showered. He slumped on his sofa depressed and thought about the fact that he hadn’t had a single date since he’d moved to Orlando. He'd been too busy, but here he was, surrounded by amazingly hot and seemingly single women, and he wasn't dating any of them. He had talked to a few of them, but none seemed interested enough for him to ask out. He realized he hadn’t had sex since Kara and her roommate gave him that spectacular blow job almost two months ago. He hadn't spoken to Kara much since that amazing night, but he had seen her occasionally by the pool.
Rob dressed in nice pair of shorts and a polo shirt, slapped on some cologne, and then headed to Kara's apartment. When she answered the door, she didn't appear all that happy to see him. He walked in, and Kara led him to the sofa.
"I was wondering if you wanted to go out some night?" Rob asked.
"I kinda have a boyfriend."
"Oh, is that a new development or…"
She ignored the question and then asked him, "How's work going?"
"Pretty good. The hours are long, but, uh—"
"Have you gotten one of those big bonus checks yet?" she asked hopefully.
"No, not yet."
"When you do, let me know, and we'll celebrate."
She stood and stared at him. He didn't get the message, so she said, "My boyfriend is coming over soon, and I've got to get ready."
"Sorry," Rob said, and then he headed for the door.
Once he reached his apartment, Rob slumped on the sofa depressed. He fell asleep but was blasted awake by his cell phone ringing. He checked the display, and it was Laura. They hadn’t spoken since the cruise. He waited for two more rings and then answered casually.
"Yo."
"Rob?"
"Oh, hey, Laura."
"What are you doing?"
"Just lounging by the pool."
"I was, uh, driving back from Tampa, and I saw a sign for Orlando and I just kinda turned off. I think I'm right by your apartment building. Your mom gave me the address. Mind if I stop by?"
He paused and then said quickly, "No, that would be great. Just follow the path through the palm trees to the pool."
"I'll see you in a few minutes."
Rob ended the call and then jumped up in a panic. He ripped off his clothes as he ran to the bedroom.
Four minutes later, Rob was catching his breath as he relaxed on a lounge chair near the pool. His breathing was almost back to normal as Laura walked through the gate. She gazed in awe 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 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 looked down smiling at the perfect spot between her legs. 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 seconds or so to keep just enough blood where he needed it. Laura stared at it desperately. Her eyes went to the crowd and thankfully no one was watching. Then she glanced to Rob's face to be sure his eyes were still closed; then she gave his half-hard penis her attention. She really wanted to touch it. She noticed it moving every few seconds, and her p-ssy began to moisten. Laura knew what he was up to. She watched as one of the women stood and walked out of the room. The other woman spread out her towel and lounged back on the bench facing away from the other guy as he stared at her longingly.
Laura grinned and then followed the other woman's lead as she spread her towel out along the bench and then lounged back with her knees bent and pointed toward Rob. She relaxed back with her eyes closed, and Rob sat up and casually glanced around the room. Eight feet from him was a gorgeous tall woman with perky breasts and a tiny ass, and three feet from him was his completely naked ex-girlfriend with her gorgeous parts pointed right at his face. Oh and that creepy guy was there as well. Rob ignored the guy and the tall girl, and focused on Laura's body as she lazily moved her knees apart a few inches and then back together over and over. Her foot gently brushed his thigh, and Rob didn't need to keep flexing his groin muscles any longer because his body was sending more blood then he wanted to his penis. He covered it partially with the towel as he continued staring at Laura's body.
The tall woman stood and left the room just as Laura’s toes dug their way under Rob's thigh. He exhaled deeply and then watched as she spread her legs wider. Rob leaned back and put his hands behind his head. Then he made eye contact with the creepy guy who was now smiling. Rob glared at him, and the guy looked away and stared at Laura's breasts. Rob's mouth dropped open as he continued to glare at the guy, and when he finally glanced back to him, Rob motioned with his head to the door and made a face that screamed, Hey, dude get the f*ck out of here.
The creepy guy looked totally offended as he stormed out of the room. Laura glanced around, saw that they were finally alone, and smiled. Rob grinned as Laura spread her knees far apart. He gazed into her crotch. Her toe gently caressed his thigh, and he took a deep breath. She moved one leg from the bench to the floor, and the other she placed on the higher bench behind them.
He stood and spread out his towel directly in front of her. He lay down flat on the bench with his head just a few inches from her thighs.
She watched him breathlessly as his mouth moved toward her. When his tongue touched her she nearly pulled away. Instead she closed her eyes as he pressed deeper into her. Twenty minutes later and after trading huge orgasms they slumped back recovering and just staring at each other.
He glanced over to her. "I've missed you."
"I’ve missed you too."
"I'm sorry about the cruise."
"Let's not talk about it. Let's just forget about it."
He nodded and looked away. After ten seconds, he glanced back to her. "I've got to get out of here. It's hot as hell."
"I know."
"Pool?" he asked.
She nodded then they headed out of the room through opposite doors.
Two minutes later, Laura walked out to the pool and found Rob already in the water and no one else around. She jumped in and swam to him. He gave her a serious look. "What exactly are we doing? Are we back or…"
"This was fun, but you're here, and I'm in Miami. Why don't we just not define it? Let's just have some fun when we see each other."
"Okay."
He took her in his arms, she wrapped her legs around him, and he moved around the pool carrying her. She felt his growing excitement, and she wrapped her legs around him tighter.
He said, "You heard my mother's getting married, right?"
"Yeah, to your best friend," she chuckled.
"I know. It's weird, but somehow they are good together. She's happy, and he's actually a great guy."
"I know. He wouldn't sleep with me."
"He was in love with her even then. So the wedding is October ninth in St. Barts. My mother has a plane chartered, and we leave that Friday and come back Monday. Do you want to go with me?"
"I do," she said with a sexy smile.
He smiled at her, and they kissed. They kissed more passionately as he moved near the edge of the pool. He reached down to her bikini bottoms and moved them aside. She gasped and then looked around the empty pool area. "Rob!"
"What?"
"We're in a public place."
"I just licked your p-ssy in a public steam room. No one's around," Rob said, and she shrugged in agreement. Five seconds later he was inside of her.