The following Tuesday, after training, I found myself alone with Zoey again. Alton and Angela took off to the hotel, but today, Zoey and I agreed to wait at the club for them to return, seeing that Alton and I drove into Jersey together. There were several amenities on site and somehow Zoey and I agree to swimming. I knew it was against the club’s policy to have employees patron the grounds, but I admittedly threw my weight around for Zoey’s clearance. She initially declined, saying she had no swimwear, but we were able to get her one with the assistance of the accommodating staff.
I was done changing and in the pool before her, taking a few laps. When I came up and wiped my eyes, I saw Zoey tiptoe in, wearing a bikini. My eyes strained. I’d never seen much of her body outside of her legs when she wore those khaki shorts, but this day I saw it all. And I do mean all; the bikini hid nothing. Zoey may have had slender legs and likely no ass in her clothes, but in true form, she was very busty. I mean, Cs type of busty. Her waist was small and hips somewhat narrow, yet undoubtedly feminine, and when she turned away from me to put her towel down on the bench, I saw her ass. Zoey had a nice plump ass. Not the type you saw when she approached you, but the kind that swallowed the small bikini bottom. One side of the cloth was wedged in her ass and I noticed the little dimple on her right cheek. I wondered was there a matching one on her left.
I found myself swallowing hard. When she turned around, I redirected my line of sight, suddenly feeling like I was invading her privacy. Shit, Zoey had a fucking body. Her hair was out and wild as she walked to the opposite edge of the pool and sat. I couldn’t help but notice the wide belly button of her flat belly. The bikini they managed to find her either fit her perfectly or was a size or two too small because her breasts looked to be screaming for release. My dick twitched at that thought.
“Is it cold to you?” Zoey called over. “It feels cold to me.”
I needed to switch gears here; it wasn’t that type of party.
“You’re just gonna have to jump in,” I returned before throwing my own body in for another lap.
Minutes later, after Zoey got acclimated to the water and swam a few laps herself, we found ourselves in the same area of the pool. I was on my back floating on top of the water.
“How did you learn to do that?”
I stood straight. “Pardon me?”
“How did you learn to float?” she asked.
“Do you know how to back stroke?”
She nodded her head, yes.
“It’s the same concept.”
She shrugged. I didn’t know what that meant. I didn’t want to offer to teach her because that would have meant touching her, but she wasn’t giving me any clues as to what the fuck she was asking.
I motioned my hands above the water to gesture my confusion.
“Well…show me.” Zoey’s tone wasn’t salacious. She even seemed a bit resentful for having to ask.
I waded over to her. “You have to try to lay flat on your back. I’m going to hold you from beneath the water to be sure you don’t sink. Is that okay?” I asked, looking directly into her eyes, trying to avoid her bountiful breasts.
Damn, they’re beautiful.
Zoey nodded and managed to lay on top of the water. I immediately took her between her shoulder blades and the back of her thighs.
“Straighten your spine and extend your legs to lengthen your body. Stretch out your arms, too, but not over your head.” Zoey did as I asked. “Your body’s alignment affects your ability to float. The human body is made up of about two-thirds water. This means your body’s composition…its density is similar to the water we’re in now. Anything with a higher density than water will sink. That being said, you don’t have to do much to get your body to float on top of the water. Your body’s natural inclination in water like this is to float.”
She stared at her toes while I spoke, and I could feel her trying to relax.
I continued, “You’re doing a good job at trying to relax. That’s the first step. Look up. Good. Now, slowly fill your lungs to capacity with air. That’s going to help balance you.”
As Zoey pulled in air, her breasts pushed out of the water, and seemingly into my face…maybe not so much, but at least that’s how it seemed.