Hot Tub Adventure

[MarcusMaximus]

Hot Tub Adventure
by Darlene B. Sweet©

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The ringing phone awoke me from a sound sleep Saturday morning. I glanced at the alarm clock as my mind registered the early hour of 5 AM. Groaning, my hand instinctively picked up the ringing phone.

"Hello?" My tired, dry voice whispered into the receiver.

"Morning Chelsea, it's Janet. Hey girlfriend, what's ya doing?" Janet asked cheerfully.

"Sleeping, Janet. I was out late last night," I answered in a frustrated tone, yawning.

"Oh! Sorry I woke you up. I am opening the club alone this morning and I thought you might like to come take a morning swim and relax in the hot tub before the club opens up. It's been a while since you were able to take a morning swim and I know how much you use to enjoy it," Janet said.

"Sure, that sounds great. I'll be there shortly."

"Great! I will leave the back gate unlocked and just lock it back once you're inside the courtyard, OK?" Janet replied.

"I will, see you soon. Bye, Janet."

I returned the receiver to its proper place on the phone, yawning and stretching, trying to wake up still. That was nice of Janet, I thought. Even though she woke me up early, a morning swim was worth it. Janet and I were friends since high school and even shared an apartment for a few years after graduation. A morning swim was our normal routine back then having a pool right outside the apartment door. Those were some good times we shared together. We're closer than most sisters, I realized after purchasing my own home. I missed her too lately. Yet, I like the benefit of owning my own home. Being able to decorate and fix things up the way I want. And who knows, maybe someday I will be able to install a pool in the back yard, I thought as I crept out of bed and headed for the shower.

I parked my car around back out of view of the main parking lot of the club and gathered my towel. I walked around to the gate and just as Janet had promised me, it was unlocked. I pushed it opened slowly and walked into the courtyard. The view was breath taking as I stepped inside the courtyard for the first time. The sun was just rising and the sky was clear of clouds, just a perfect color of blue.

I smiled as I looked around and saw the still water of the swimming pool like a sheet of glass. It looked so inviting. I tossed my towel and keys down on the first lounge chair I came to and slid off my sandals. I walked over to the edge of the pool and dipped my red painted toes into the refreshing water. It felt warm compared to the morning breeze and I jumped up, diving into the water causing a splash to ripple interrupting the stillness in the water below. The water felt cool and refreshing.

I did my laps and enjoyed having the pool all to myself. After about twenty minutes, I decided to get into the hot tub to relax. I pushed the button turning on the tub, watching the jets begin to swirl the water around and the steam rising from the warm water.

I wondered when Janet would come out and say hello as I climbed down the few steps and sat inside the hot tub. The warm water felt so relaxing after my swim and the jets massaged my body. I laid my head back, closing my eyes and relaxed. It was wonderful having the whole courtyard to myself and I allowed my fingers to caress my body enjoying the privacy. I cupped my full breasts and pinched my nipples a few times until I felt them pointing proudly outward through my wet suit. I slid my fingers downward, scratching my thighs as I wiggled my index finger inside and touched my clit. I moved closer to a jet and squatted down to enjoy feeling the force from the water crashing between my spread legs. My finger rubbed my clit and I threw my head back as I felt my cheek reddening in heat as I climbed closer to obtain my orgasm. It was right there . . . oh God! It was feeling great.

I heard footsteps approaching and opened my eyes expecting to see Janet standing there. I knew she would be envious that she had to work and couldn't join in on the fun I was having. Instead of seeing Janet, my eyes met with dark questioning eyes from the man who stood looking down at me, watching me. His salt and pepper hair was the only clue giving away his age of probably around early forty something. He was dressed in jeans and a tee shirt that accented his firm body still in great shape. I removed my finger angrily, wondering how long he was in the courtyard and how much he had witnessed of my personal growing pleasure.

"Who are you?" I spoke harshly standing up quickly. "And what are you doing here, the club is closed?" I blurted out suddenly trying to hide my embarrassment at being caught touching myself and also trying to hide my disappointment being so close to obtaining my orgasm.

"I was just about to ask you the same thing," he answered back ignoring my question of who he was. "You're right, it is closed. This is a private club and I know all of the members and know for a fact that you are not one! The gate may be unlocked but you are still trespassing. You can't just wonder in off the street because of an employee error in security," he boasted back.

Damn, I forgot to lock the gate; I realized and bit my lip discovering my error in being noticed. I opened my mouth to reply but was uncertain exactly what to say. Who was this man, the owner? The manager? I didn't want to get Janet in trouble for letting me in. However, before I could say anything, the club building door opened and Janet walked out into the courtyard.

"It's my fault Mr. Bryant," Janet spoke up. "I invited Chelsea to come for a swim before opening. I'm sorry, I didn't think it would be a problem with no one around." Janet offered him a humble apology.

"You know that is against company rules, Janet," he scolded shaking his head side to side as if disappointed in her performance. "You read the employee handbook?" he asked Janet.

"Yes! Please Mr. Bryant, this is the first time and I promise I won't break the rules again. Don't fire me!" Janet pleaded looking from Chelsea and back to Mr. Bryant nervously.

Before Mr. Bryant could say anything else, I spoke up for my friend. "I am at fault, not Janet," I spoke up quickly not wanting to admit to her that I forgot to relock the gate as promised which Mr. Bryant walked through to get into the courtyard in the first place. I moved across the tub to stand closer to them both.

"Janet was just being a good friend, knowing how much I miss my morning swim since I have moved out of our apartment and purchased a house without a pool," I said looking up at them both and hoping Mr. Bryant would feel sorry for me. Fat chance, I thought, but continued.

"We really meant no harm to anyone. I will join the club and become a member if you forget this incident, Mr. Bryant," I offered now climbing out of the hot tub to stand as an equal in height after realizing he was no longer looking at my face but looking straight down at my breasts that were in plain view from my position down in the hot tub.

Mr. Bryant looked me over slowly head to toe, as I stood on the cement now dripping water between the two of them, both standing there dry and fully dressed. Finally he spoke again.

"Janet, get back to work the club will be opening soon."

"Yes, Mr. Bryant," Janet said as she began to walk towards the door of the club building, looking over her shoulder, giving me her, that was close look.

"Chelsea? That's your name?" Mr. Bryant asked me now giving me his full attention since Janet left the two of us alone in the courtyard. I again noticed he was looking directly at my breasts talking instead of looking into my eyes or at my face.

"Yes!" I answered feeling my embarrassment rising to my cheeks again from his staring at my wet body. I felt like I was a child back in school being caught in the act of doing something against the student conduct handbook that was handed out at the beginning of each year.

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Janet was let off the hook too easily. I felt like I was going to pay the price for us both. What would my punishment be? I wondered. He didn't leave me to ponder too long.

"Seems that I interrupted you, Chelsea, when I walked in the courtyard earlier. Tell you what, you don't have to buy a membership we both know you would probably never use much. You finished what you started here and we can just forget about this trespassing issue all together."

A look of horror must have crossed my face. He laughed.

"Don't fret! I won't touch you. I will stay out of the hot tub and just watch you like before, I promise. Perhaps, tell you what to do now and then. Do you agree, Chelsea? Or perhaps you want to be arrested for trespassing? I can call the police." Mr. Bryant threatened me with a grin now showing on his face looking into my eyes searching for a response.

I folded my arm defensively in front of me, shocked. Who did he think he was? I wanted to say no way and maybe even slap him across the face, the dirty old man. What kind of a girl did he think me to be?

Yet, the idea of someone telling me what to do was intriguing, perhaps just a little kinky which turned me on in my already wanton state. Also, this was Janet's boss or something; I still didn't know his position or title though it was obvious he was over Janet the way she addressed him and their conversation. I couldn't do that to my friend, so what choice did I have . . . I came back with a counter offer.

"Very well, I will do as you request, however, I will not undress. I refuse to be completely nude, understood?" I questioned him trying to hide how excited I was growing and how much I enjoyed this simple role-playing.

"Understood, Chelsea. Now climb back down into the hot tub and I will just pull up a chair right here near the edge and watch." He smiled and sat down as I turned and stepped back down into the hot tub as ordered.

"Do you have another name besides Mr. Bryant that I can call you?" I asked in the pout like little girl voice I was told many times before was sexy sounding. He considered the question for a moment and then replied.

"You can call me, Justice," he answered.

I wondered if it was a fictitious name or his real first name since he debated it for a few moments before answering me. What did it matter I finally decided just as the timer stopped, the courtyard turned uncomfortably quiet as the water began to stop the swirling movement in the hot tub. I stood up from where I was sitting to go and push the button to turn the timer back on again but Justice stopped me.

"Leave it off, Chelsea, it is easier for me to see you that way," Justice said.

I started to sit back down in the tub again but Justice shook his head.

"Stand up and pull your bottoms though the split of your ass. I want to see some more of you." Justice said.

I hesitated just a moment and the look in his eyes warned me not to go against our pre-made agreement. I swallowed and told myself, what the hell. I would never see this guy again anyways just have some fun with it. A story I can tell Janet later on and get something from her as she begs me to tell her what happened after she left us alone.

I smiled and turned around as ordered. I leaned over the edge of the hot tub side and reached behind me, pulling the wet, dark blue swimming suit bottoms between my rear cheeks until the white of my bottom showed.

"Nice tan, Chelsea," Justice commented. "Wiggle those behind cheeks for me, I want to see them bounce."

I wiggled my bottom moving side to side teasingly as commanded by Justice and was thankful not to be facing him even though I found our game exciting.

"Reach around and give those cheeks of yours a big squeeze for me."

Again I obey Justice's orders and let my fingernails dig into the exposed skin. I slowly slid my fingers around the curves and my fingers moved closer to my vagina searching and reaching around for my clit.

"Stop that! I didn't tell you to touch your clit yet. Shame on you for rushing it," Justice scolded me. Turn around and toy with your breasts for me, get those nipples pointing. In fact, dip down in the water first and get yourself wet again."

I plunged into the water and watched Justice as I pushed my wet hair away from my face. I traced my red nails up the sides of my waist sexily until I reached the required destination. I cupped my breasts as I had been doing in the hot tub earlier, not sure if Justice had watched that part once all ready this morning.

I drew circles around my nipples with my finger using both hands teasingly and then pinched my nipples through my swimming suit top. Even with the built in bra you could see them pointing out erotically I realized looking down myself. I debated if I should pull my breasts out and touch them skin-to-skin but changed my mind worried if that would change the agreement between us somehow.

"Very nice, Chelsea," Justice murmured almost unknowledgeable. I noticed the huge erection growing in his jeans for the first time as he brushed his hand across his lap casually.

"Now I want you to lay back on the edge of the tub trying to get as much of your body out of the water as possible. Spread your thighs wide apart and play with your clit. Go on. Just a few small caresses to excite yourself."

I obeyed, softly rubbing my lower lips and clit through my swimming suit bottoms as instructed. It felt good and I began to move my hips and arch my back increasing the pressure application from my finger. I slid my finger farther inside and jumped in surprise as Justice yelled.

"No, stop that! I didn't say to slide your finger inside your cunt. You're a very bad girl, Chelsea!" Justice reprimanded me as if I were a child. "For your punishment not following the rules again . . . I might add, hold that position for me. Don't move."

As I held my head back, I heard Justice unzipping his jeans. I knew he was pulling out his cock and going to masturbate. I had to fight with myself not to peek. I wanted to watch him this time as he watched me touching myself. I wanted to see how hard my posing for him had made his cock without a single touch. The longer I stayed unmoving in the same position, the more I wanted to please him now. I wondered if Justice would be offended if I climbed out of the tub and crawled on my hands and knees over to where he sat. Hell, I wanted to touch him. Wanted to suck him, taking his cock deep into my throat. How he would he respond? Would he come in my mouth? Would he fuck me in the courtyard?

Time seemed to stand still as I thought about what I should do. I fantasized about so many different scenes with Justice, but in reality I never moved. I listened as I heard Justice groan loudly as he came and then finally heard him speak to me again.

"Come Chelsea. You've waited long enough to release your pleasure. Make yourself come!"

I let my hand slid down between my thighs and it only took a few caresses from my own fingertips to get me to cry out matching Justice's release minutes before me. I relaxed my body feeling my legs quiver from holding part of my weight for so long and closed my eyes, slowing my breathing.

When I opened my eyes, Justice was gone. I never heard him get up from the chair or walk away leaving me alone in the courtyard. I was saddened that he left me without saying anything to me, not even a goodbye. I thought about what could have happened between us and debated if I made a mistake by not moving or even agreeing not to be nude in the beginning. Perhaps, it would have made a more exciting adventure, if I had made different choices.

I smiled as I climbed out of the hot tub and walked over picking up my towel. I couldn't wait for Janet to call me after work so I could tell her what happened. Also, I couldn't wait for the next morning phone call from her so I could sneak back into the club courtyard for a morning swim to see how far my next adventure with Justice takes me.