This is my first story
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It was nearing midnight. One last swim in the pool wouldn't hurt anyone. She really needed it. It was hot and humid. Stifling inside the hotel room, even with the air conditioner running full blast. She wished he would come soon, she wanted him.
With one last glance at the door, she went into the sterile white bathroom and pulled her nearly dry bikini down from the shower rod. Pinning her hair up on her head, with a silent promise that she wouldn't get it wet this time. The chlorine in the pool was really strong. A few tendrils brushed against her neck as she tied the halter style top. She donned the bottoms of her bikini.
She stood back in the mirror for a few minutes, looking at herself. The high cut of her bottoms made her legs look longer, the halter pulled her breasts up showing just a shadow of cleavage. The air conditioner was blowing cold air on her, goosebumps rose on her skin, making her nipples press against the clammy inside of her top.
Biting her lip softly to fight the chatter of her teeth, she grabbed a to small towel from the shelf over the toilet in the bathroom, then her red vinyl bag off of the table top containing her key and other items stowed in there for every occasion that may arise. Slipping out the door, she heard the automatic lock click when she shut it.
A blast of humidity hit her in the face She rubbed her eye with the heel of her hand and walked the short pathway to the elevator. It whirred slowly as she rode it to the roof.
A soft ding announced her arrival, breaking the silence in the car.
She left the car and walked toward the fenced area where the large pool was. Her hand pulled on the white gate, the padlocked clanked against it. She frowned, slightly perturbed that anyone would lock the pool.
She pulled a pin out of her hair and opened the lock. With a small laugh of triumph she went inside. Dropping her things upon the deck, she slid into the pool. The water was cold despite the heat outside. She sighed, beginning to feel relaxed.
The only sound was the smooth strokes of her arms cutting through the water. He saw her glide across the water her head kept carefully above.
She stopped in the middle of the pool. In the deepest part, treading the water to stay afloat. Her senses were alert to another presence. Her lover? Hope swelled in her breast, her heart beat a little faster.
"Are you going to join me?" she broke the silence between them.
"I don't have a suit," he called back his voice was muffled by the darkness.
The moon was shining high overhead. High and full. If only he would step closer then she could see his face.
"Why do you need a suit? There's no one here but you and I," she sent him a challenge.
He chuckled from deep in his chest. "Do you have your suit on?" he asked.
"I think that you already know the answer to that," she started to swim again, staying still in the water was making her shiver.
"Stop swimming," he said.
"Oh but its to cold for me not to move, I'll surely freeze since you aren't coming in," she was pouting.
He could hear it in her voice and in his mind he could see her mouth contorting into the pout he loved so much.
She was swimming again, this time away from him.
"All right, I'll join you." He gave in.
Easily, she thought. Most definitely to easily. "You will?" she asked.
"On one condition," he nodded even though she couldn't see it.
