"We are 6 minutes away!" El said excitedly.
"Thank God," Jay said.
They were on a road trip and had been driving for the last 4.5 hours, unsure of their final destination until half an hour ago when El found online a nearby place to stay.
"Look at this pool!"
She had made Jay pause in his driving to check out pictures of the gorgeous pool with color-changing LED lights in the center of the hotel's courtyard, replete with a rock waterfall, twisting waterslide, and three hot tubs.
"Wooowww! Book that one. Maybe we can take a late-night dip."
El leaned across her seat to kiss his shoulder. "Thank you for driving, babe. I would have broken the steering wheel from clutching it so hard on these dark mountain roads."
"Call me James."
"Like a chauffeur?"
"No, like Bond."
She laughed.
Just a few minutes later, they pulled in; the lights of the hotel reflecting on its glass exterior.
After checking in, the couple rode the elevator to the eighth floor and stepped inside their room. El immediately ran to the balcony and drew back the curtains to look at the pool and courtyard.
"We got a room with a view," she said.
Jay's eyes slid from looking outside to looking at El's shapely legs, already tanner from a few days in the California sun, and to the way her shorts hugged her ass. Room with a view, indeed.
"Anyone in the pool?" Jay asked.
"No, looks empty. I think the pool closes soon though."
"Want to go check it out?"
"I'm game!"
They changed into their swimsuits, Jay sneaking a peek as El unclasped her bra. She had her back to him but was turned slightly, so he could see the silhouetted underside of her breast.
He felt his cock twitch and heat flood his stomach. It didn't help when she dropped her shorts and panties and wriggled into her swimsuit bottoms, the fabric stretching obscenely over her full ass and clinging to her wide hips.
That suit can barely contain her ass, he thought.
Jay turned his focus on dressing himself, giving his cock one quick squeeze and knowing he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off El for long.
They made their way down to the pool, a blonde-haired attendant stopping them to warn that the pool would be closed in a half hour.
Jay gave her his most charming smile and said, "Do the well-behaved, cool people have a later close time?"
The attendant was arrested by his smile and easygoing affability. "Maybe I'll take my coffee break first."
"Thank you! I'll rave about the top-notch service in my review."
She giggled and said, "Best behavior, alright?"
Jay put his hand on his heart. "We swear."
The attendant smiled and walked away.
El laced her fingers through Jay's hand.
"Traveling with you is so much fun."
Her fingers felt cool and reminded Jay of the heat he felt just a few minutes earlier. Jay pulled her close and murmured in her ear.
"You're fun, and you look amazing. You know I was staring at your ass when you were changing, noticing how you struggled to pull up that tiny swimsuit over your ass."
El blushed. "I need to buy a bigger size."
Jay kissed her on the corner of her mouth. "No. You look perfect. Come on, let's get in the pool."
El observed the dark glint in his eyes, knowing what that look meant, knowing her Sir wanted her - wanted to play. She shivered in anticipation.
They opened the pool gate and walked to the edge of the water. El dipped her fingers in.
"Feels nice!"
Jay jumped in, submerging his entire body at once. El slowly lowered herself into the water, being cautious not to get her hair wet. She hated the feeling of wet hair on her skin.
The LED lights shifted colors, turning the ripples in the water different hues. Jay watched the colors reflect on the surface, casting a faint glow on El's face and shoulders. His gaze drew to the sharp line of her collarbone, the swell of her breasts.
He drifted closer to her and stroked her shoulders. Water droplets ran from his fingers and trickled down, collecting in her cleavage.
Jay's other hand slowly trailed through the water, tickling her thigh. He tucked his fingers under her swimsuit and tugged possessively. El wondered if he would touch her in public.
El's breath hitched and Jay smiled darkly, knowing he was turning her on.
"This swimsuit looks wonderful on your gorgeous body, but it's not enough. I want more."
Jay slid his fingers out of her waistband.
El glanced around nervously, noting the windows and balconies all around and above them. She didn't see anyone within close range, but voices echoed lightly in the courtyard.
She pulled her swimsuit down, bit by bit, until you could see her thatch of pubic hair peeking out.
Jay exhaled, "Good girl. Keep it just like that and turn around."
El flooded with the pleasure she always felt when her Sir praised her. She supposed anyone walking by would have a hard time seeing her under the water. She turned, shimmying her suit down by the inch until her full ass was exposed.
She placed her thumbs on either side of her firm globes and pulled apart - really showing her ass to Jay. Her bikini bottom hung around her thighs.
She let go and pulled, let go, and pulled, shaking her hips, and hoping to make Jay wild.
He choked and his cock went rock-hard. "God, you're so good."
He took a step closer but El quickly drew up her bottoms and smiled wickedly.
"Anything else you want to see, Sir? Maybe...this?"
She moved her top over and her pink, erect nipple popped out.
Jay was stunned at her audacity - this display she was putting on in public, just for him, just for his desire.
In a heartbeat, he had his hands on her body. He held her in her arms, his hand trapped between their chests, and pinched her nipple. She gasped.
"Yessss," he hissed. "That's exactly what I like. I like to know I can see this body, touch my body, anywhere, anytime."
"You are mine," he said proudly, before kissing her.
His lips were gentle despite his aggressive tweaking on her nipple. His tongue slipped between her lips and El responded eagerly.
"Give your mouth to me."
El moaned at the continued ministrations on her nipple, and opened her mouth. Jay flooded her mouth with his tongue, licking at her molars while she held still, imitating the way his cock took up all the space in her pussy. Her mouth felt wet and full and submissive.
Just then, they heard loud voices. Jay pulled away from her, tucking her nipple back into her suit.
"Get in the hot tub," he commanded, hiding his boner in his waistband.
El nodded and scrambled up onto the cement. The voices approached - it was a group of 2 couples.
El settled down in the hot tub and placed her back against a jet, closing her eyes to feel the pleasure of the pressure on her muscles, but also to calm her beating heart. She felt Jay sit beside her.
The couples opened the gate and paused when they saw Jay and El. One man waved. He was wearing swim trunks with lobsters on them.
"Pool is still open, right?"
Jay called back, "Yeah, the staff promised to give us a little extra time if we behave. Can you guys play nice?'
The man laughed. "Sure. We just want to jump in and splash around for a few."
His wife, a tall redhead, grinned. "Have a nice night!"
"You, too!" Jay and El echoed.
Once the couples got into the pool, Jay bent his head and whispered to El.
"Don't think this means I'm done playing with you. I want you to stroke my cock twenty times with the hand closest to me, and use your other hand to play with your clit. Rub it. Get it nice and swollen."
His breath on her ear and his orders made her feel hotter than the water.
El whimpered. "Yes, Sir."
She anxiously watched the couples in the pool as she slipped her hand into his swim trunks and found his cock. She wrapped her fingers around and squeezed him hard at the base, holding the pressure long enough until she felt him throbbing before pulling up steadily, keeping the pressure all the way through one slow stroke.
"One," she whispered.
Jay groaned silently. "What's your other hand doing?"
Again, she glanced at the couples before sliding her fingers down her thigh and into her swimsuit. She rubbed her clit up and down, moving more quickly than the agonizingly slow strokes she gave Jay's cock.
She felt incredibly naughty and excited, just the way she felt anytime Jay wanted to touch her around other people. He touched her while on a boat with his parents, copped a feel in front of her friends, asked her to show him some skin when walking on a trail.
He was always careful and made her feel safe, but the risk of being caught was also always there. More than the risk though, what got her going was the thrill that he could desire her at anytime; the secret of being Jay's sub and being able to please him whenever made her heart and pussy ache simultaneously.
"Five," she moaned, the noise hardly more than a murmur.
Jay shook his head. "That's seven. I don't need you to count out loud, but if you give me any more or any less strokes than 20, I'm going to spank you that number of times when we get back to the room."
"Yes, Sir. It's - h-hard to keep count and touch myself at the same ti-ohh-me."
