It had been a long day of business, meetings, and other uninspiring events, so I decided to unwind a bit. I had noticed that the hotel had an indoor pool. I put on swim trunks and a T-shirt and I went down to the pool area.
There were only two chairs and one was occupied by a dark-haired woman in a one-piece black bathing suit who was lying on her stomach. Her dark hair was just down below her shoulders. She wore sunglasses and seemed to be reading a book. I immediately noticed her fine looking ass. It was well shaped and rounded, and it looked firm but not too tight.
Her swimsuit was cut so as to show just a hint of cleavage and a small bit of back. It was quite modest but still very sexy.
She seemed to take note when I sat down in the chair next to hers. She turned her head and smiled. I smiled back at her.
Now I stretched out on my back. I opened my book and began to read, although I couldn't help but keep glancing at the very attractive woman sitting next to me. Occasionally, she seemed to be looking my way, too.
My love rod was getting harder and harder. The bulge in my trunks was becoming obvious.
"Having a little trouble there?" she asked, pulling her sunglasses up on her forehead. Now I recognized her. It was the well-known columnist and television commentator Michelle Malkin. Seeing her on TV, I had always found Michelle hot.
I laughed. "Yes," I said, slightly nonplussed at Michelle's forwardness. "Now that you mention it, it is getting a bit uncomfortable."
Michelle laughed. "There's no one else here," she said, looking around, "so I guess that must be for me."
