I must have fallen asleep because the next thing I knew I was being shaken awake by a woman I didn't know.
"Hey there stud. Come on, wake up!"
"Huh? What?" I asked as my fuzzy mind tried to bring itself back to reality.
"Come on. Where's your suit?" She coaxed.
"Oh. Hell, it was right here." I said, sitting up and realizing that somewhere along the line I had misplaced, so to speak, my suit. I stood up and looked under the chair, and around it, as the bulk of the people around the deck were re-donning whatever was askew.
"Ok, well, here." She said, unwrapping a lacy waist wrap from around her own waist and quickly wrapping it around mine. "Come on. No point in getting arrested." She said, taking me by the hand and practically dragging me across the pool deck and through the door. She stopped at the elevator bank and pressed the button. I could tell she was trying to will the elevator to get here more quickly, and then, finally it opened. She hustled me inside and let out a sigh as the doors closed.
"What floor?" She asked, pushing the button for the top floor to get the elevator moving.
"Um, ten. What's going on?"
"Oh some prude called the cops, claiming indecent exposure." She said shaking her head, a wry frown on her face. I took a few moments to take in my protector. She was fairly tall, not thin but not overly heavy either, a nicely shaped chest hidden by a tube top type bikini and a round full butt. I guessed she was about early forties at most, dishwater blonde hair and blue eyes that seemed to sparkle with a smile even while she was frowning.
"Now why would someone do that?"
"Oh, some people just can't deal with life. Just because you don't want to run around half naked doesn't mean that someone else might not enjoy it."
"I agree." I answered. "I appreciate your getting me up. I'd hate to have to bail myself out of jail."
"You'd have a hard time doing that, too." She said with a giggle. Reaching down and tugging the hem of the lacey wrap up, exposing my bare suddenly hardening cock. "No place to put any money."
"Oh shit. No place for a room key either." I said suddenly realizing I had a huge problem.
"Ohhhh that could be a problem."
"Let's hope my wife is back at the room." I said, rolling my eyes and trying to push the hem of the wrap down against her resistance.
"Don't be in a hurry, I'm enjoying the view, besides, it IS my wrap, isn't it?"
"Yes," I sighed. "Next I suppose you just want to play with it a little bit too, huh?"
"Well, not the best invitation I've ever heard, but...well...an invitation is an invitation." She said, reaching out for my cock and closing her hand around it. She started gently stroking the mostly soft cock, causing it to rise almost faster than the elevator. By the time we got to the top floor and then back down to the tenth the wrap was woefully unable to cover my erection. "Seems we have a new problem now." She said with a wink as the doors opened.
"So it seems." I said, trying to cover my cock with the lace material as I walked down the hall to my room.
No amount of knocking seemed to raise anyone in the room, which could mean anything, but what it did mean was my wife was either still downstairs, which was not an option for me, or someplace else that I had no idea about. "Probably in some horny guy's room." I growled quietly.
"Well honey, unless you have a better idea, you're going to be in a room with some horny broad. Come on, you can stay in my room till she gets back." She said, turning to walk toward the elevator. "Unless of course you want to wander around the halls in my wrap, which by the way doesn't hide a damn thing!" She called over her shoulder.
I walked briskly down the hall to follow her toward the elevators. "By the way, my name is Anya." She said with a smile.
"Hi Anya. I'm Mike."
"Well Mike, if you don't mind me saying so, you could stand a shower. You smell like stale pussy, which as good looking as you are, isn't a particular turn on."
I sniffed myself and realized she was quite right.
"You can use my shower." She said as the door opened and she stepped out. She slipped a keycard from inside the bikini top and walked down the hall. She paused long enough to slide the card into the door and then pushed it open, holding it for me.
"You here alone?" I asked, as I peeled the wrap off and handed it back to her, the door closing behind us.
"Well, not at the moment." She said as she reached behind her back and unhooked the tube type top that was wrapped round her rather large chest, freeing a pair of surprisingly sexy looking D cup breasts. "Hope you don't mind me sharing the shower with you." She said as she pushed her bikini bottoms down, letting them slide down her legs as I admired her neatly trimmed triangle bush.
"Nice." I said, raising my eyebrows in appreciation.
"Thank you kind sir." Anya said as she stepped past me and into the large bathroom. It was far smaller than the one in our room, but the shower was similarly shaped, if not as large, and had a nice bench type seat along the back side. She stepped into the shower and turned the water on, quickly adjusting the temperature to a comfortable level before turning and inviting me in.
At this point I needed the shower, and she wasn't a bad looking woman. In fact, in some ways, she was kind of sexy. Nicely sized breasts, nice full butt, full meaty pussy, a little round about the middle, but not unsightly, just a little bit of age spread, something I have been fighting for more years than she has. And what the hell, it wasn't as if I had someplace better to be.
"You know, for a minute I didn't think you were going to join me." Anya said quietly as she moved farther under the cascading water to make room for me.
"For a minute I wasn't sure myself." I answered honestly.
"I understand. I'm not exactly beautiful." She said with a shrug. "Not bad looking, but not beautiful, at least not like a lot of the skinny minnies that get brought to these things."
"Yeah, I'm not all that good looking either I suppose. More like a dirty old man than a stud."
"Oh. I wouldn't say that." She said with a grin. "We can fix the dirty, maybe not the old, and from what I can see..." She said reaching a soapy hand out to my hard cock, "you are a LOT of man."
"I appreciate the compliment, even if it's not true."
"Oh from what I saw earlier today it's plenty true. Those two hotties you were banging definitely got all they were looking for!" She laughed. "That's probably what started the complaints. Someone wanted some of what they were getting and didn't get it."
"I don't know about that. But I try to give the best I can."
"So you been coming to one of these for a long time?"
"No, this is my first. My wife's idea actually, I was supposed to be fishing in a tournament this weekend. This was my wife's idea to get back at me for wanting too much sex from her, or something like that."
"Well, I for one am glad she brought you. Not often I get to have a good looking guy in my shower."
"So you don't come often?"
"Actually, I'm not here for the...well, whatever it is. I'm just in town for business and thought I'd take a dip. Didn't know I was going to get a floor show and a sexy guy at the same time."
"Well, might as well enjoy it then." I answered with a chuckle.
"Oh trust me, I'm gonna enjoy every moment." She said as she stepped closer, wrapping her arms around my neck and pulling her big bare tits against my chest. "Feel free to play with anything you can reach. In fact, play with everything you can reach if you want too."
"Really? So tell me, when was the last time you had a sexy man in your shower?"
"Oh, now a man shouldn't ask a woman such things." She whispered as she moved her face toward mine. "Just kiss me and fuck me." She pressed her soft wet lips to mine, her tongue teasing at my lips until I opened them and let her slip it inside.
I could feel my cock growing even harder as her hot sensual kiss sent tingles down my spine. I knew this feeling well, and my body knew exactly what to do without my conscious thought. My hands had already left her hips where they had been resting, one sliding up to cup one of her tits and the other sliding down, pressing between her legs. We stood for several long minutes under the water, before she broke the embrace, turning to shut off the water. I looped my hands around her body, pulling her back against me, my hands cupping both her big round breasts.
"Mmmmmm." She moaned softly, putting a hand against the shower wall to balance herself as I bent her at the waist.
"Is this what you want?" I asked as I slipped one hand down between her legs, cupping her mound and pushing my fingers between her legs at the same time as I was crouching down. I could feel my cock slip between her legs, my head bumping into my fingers. I used my fingers to press my fat head up between her lips, gently pushing my hips to force my engorged head up into her.
