Jax sat back and sighed, "I love coming here, but it is impossible to keep the pounds off." He turned to the girl refilling his wine, "Tell Jacques he's going to spot me in the workout room this evening."
The girl laughed as she topped off everyone's glass and went to get Christie another IPA.
"I've told him he's personally responsible for helping me work off the calories when he goes nuts." Jax said, "I think he just likes having someone to work out with."
Ed looked over at Jax, "I can spot you. Do you have weights? Free, I mean?"
"We have everything. I prefer the free weights, but I think we have just about every type of machine there is. I'd love the company if you want." Jax replied looking at the other man, "I get the feeling you'd have no problem keeping up with me."
Ed laughed, "Not really. I've been able to maintain my core strength, but can't press what I used to." He looked at Christie, "Are you going to be alright if I work out this evening? Would you like to join us?"
Christie groaned, "Not a chance. I'm not going to put myself in that position. You guys stacking on the weights, me with just the one, or benching the empty bar." She smiled at them, "You guys have fun. I never got to go into the pool earlier and I might swim some laps."
Jax turned to Rick, who was the nearer of the three boys, "Can you boys not go riding this evening and go swimming?"
"Sure!" Rick said, perhaps a little eagerly. "You shouldn't swim alone."
Christie laughed, "I'm not going to drown, I'll be fine."
Jax shook his head, "House rules. No one swims alone. I'd prefer to have someone there if you want to swim. Also, they ride enough every evening."
Ed looked at the boys, "I'd like to ride with you sometime. It's been years since I've ridden, but if you want me along..."
"Sure! How about tomorrow? We were thinking of trails above Reno. We did them a few years ago and would love to have both of you along." Mike replied.
"Sorry, I don't ride. Why don't you go and have fun? It might be nice to just relax. I did bring books to read." Christie said
Ed looked over and grinned, "Sorry." He looked at the three boys, "Sure, I'd love to. I assume you have all the gear."
Jax got up, "Well I'm going to go change into my workout clothes. Ed? Meet out in the gym in half an hour or so?"
Ed got up, "Works for me. I'll see you back in the room?" he said looking at Christie, "You coming back soon?"
Christie laughed, "You go ahead, I'll sit here and finish my beer with the boys. Don't hurt yourself trying to match Jax."
Ed groaned, "Yeah, that guy looks like he could lift a house." He shook his head and headed down the hall.
Christie looked at the boys, "I really don't have to swim if you want to take the bikes out. I have reading to catch up on and plenty to do."
Jimmy grinned, "We don't need to ride every night. I love the pool, how warm it is compared to the cool air. Especially in the evening." He unconsciously flicked his eyes down to the girl's chest and back to her face.
Christie laughed, "You boys can say it. You want to see me in the bikini again and it wouldn't be terrible if I got out wet and hit the cold mountain air." She looked down at her chest and back up and giggled when she saw all three blush furiously. She stood up grinning and winked at them. "I'll meet you in the pool area in 20." As she started down the hall she turned knowing they were all looking and stopped to face them. "Oh, should I wear the one-piece or a two-piece?" She grinned and nodded hearing what she knew they'd say.
When she entered the room, she saw Ed standing there naked and stopped. "Oh Christ, sorry. I should have knocked."
Ed laughed, "Why? It's not like we haven't been naked together." He came over and kissed her, "Hi honey. Welcome home."
Christie pushed him away. "Better calm down, big boy. Jax might think that's for him. He seems like a man that would be hard to say no to." She laughed and went over to the drawer to grab her bikini.
"Really? I don't think I'd have a problem with saying no to him, or was that you speaking?" Ed said, looking at his loaned wife.
Christie turned, "Jealous? I do have to say I'm a bit in awe of the man. He simply exudes power and though he's made no move at all on me, I feel some sort of sexual vibes." She shook her head, "Relax, I'm sure he wants nothing to do with me. He's a man of God. Anyhow, you're not really my husband, you know, so somehow you being jealous cannot be a good thing when I get back to Doug." She looked at Ed, "There, that took care of things." Laughing she pulled off her clothes and put on her teenier bikini. She thought back to when she bought it and how she and Doug never made it out of the parking lot at the beach the first time she wore it. She looked back at Ed and saw he had the same reaction. "You might want to hydrate." She grabbed her robe and left.
Ed stood there with his rock-hard cock pointing at the ceiling wondering how the boys would react seeing her in that...suit? Hard to call nothing but strings and tiny triangles a suit. He thought about the boys seeing her in that and decided a quick cold shower couldn't hurt.
Christie was lying on a chaise under the infrared poolside lights when the boys came out. She immediately saw that the boys noticed there was little fabric covering her body. She stood up and smiled as they scanned her body. She put her hands on her hips, "Should I turn around, or is there any particular position you'd like to see me in?" she chuckled. They blushed and then dove into the pool. She went over to the diving board feeling the frigid air and dove in. She let out a huge sigh as the warm water enveloped her, especially compared to the 40 degrees it showed on the thermometer.
The boys watched her as she gracefully sprung off the diving board her breasts bouncing freely. She was ignoring them and soon was freestyling the length of the pool. They leaned against the side of the pool watching as that sleek form cut through the water, back and forth. They felt discomfort in their shorts as that slick bare-ass flexed with every kick.
Rick punched Mike in the arm, "Come on, let's try some of those dives Ed taught us." He and the others climbed out into the frigid air and trotted over to the diving board.
Christie appreciated them giving her room as she did her laps and found herself getting lost in the effortless rhythm...one, two, three, stroke, one, two, three, stroke, breathe, one, two, three, stroke, one, two, three, stroke, breathe. The pool was large enough that the splashes from the ill-timed dives didn't disrupt the zone she found herself in.
Jimmy trotted over and tossed googles to the other boys and dove under to watch as the near-naked woman swam by. He felt Rick nudge him and point. He had already noticed how her breasts flopped back and forth with every stroke and nodded back at him.
Soon, tired of the feelings of frustration watching what they could never have, the boys climbed out and hurried under the infrared lamps, grabbing towels and drying themselves off. Rick and Jimmy grabbed the lounge chairs on either side of where Christie had her stuff. "How long has she been doing laps?" Mike asked.
Rick turned and looked at the clock, "We got here at 8:30, it is now 9:45. Wow! I wonder how many miles that is?" Seeing his friends shrug their shoulders he turned to watch that beautiful ass churning through the pool. "Damn, she has a great ass. I almost drowned when I stayed under too long watching her breasts. I swear that top must be glued on. I thought she might flop out of it," he said softly.
"No kidding. I can't take my eyes off that nice ass," Jimmy said.
"I can take my eyes off it," Mike said. Seeing his friends' heads jerk over to look at him, "If she were to start doing the backstroke," he grinned.
"Oh. That would really be nice..." Jimmy sighed. "I wonder if she's ever been to a nude beach."