No Running, Jumping, Diving, Growing or Fucking Near Pool

[Kotep]

"Heh, what saps. There isn't even a security system." Kristen slid through the gate and into the courtyard of the private resort, late at night. Of course she wasn't supposed to be here, but that wasn't going to stop her and her friend from enjoying a little dip in the pool. It wasn't like anyone was going to be awake to see them there. Besides, half of the fun was that it was trespassing.

The brunette walked around the building, across to the huge, clear pool, complete with pool chairs and an umbrella next to each pair, and even a little minibar, with its own flat-screen TV and a sound system that surrounded the pool--this was a ritzy place, no doubt about it. She wouldn't mind at all living here, she mused, if she didn't have to pay, at least.

The skinny young girl slipped her pants and tee shit off, wearing a conservative black two-piece. Carefully, she stuck her foot in, then finding that the water was delightfully warm, took a few more steps and flashed her friend a smile. "It feels nice. Come on in!"

 

[Miss Macro]

Aleks struggled through the gate after her friend, worrying for a moment that she would get her head stuck between the black iron bars and the fire brigade would have to come and cut her out. And then, as if people using powertools near her face wouldn't be the least of her problems, she'd have to explain exactly how she got stuck in the bars of a gate to private property.
It was just as well that she didn't.

She followed Kristin across the courtyard, noting the line of palms and low wall that blocked the view from the street outside. It didn't get much traffic, she thought, but the rich and maybe famous were reknowned for wanting their privacy, even though they made their living from always being in the public eye.
Around the buliding, obviously empty - no lights on inside, to the edge of the pool. It was huge. Probably bigger than Aleks's house. There were pool chairs and parasols, a fully stocked minibar, flatscreen HD TV. How the other five percent lives, she thought.

Kristin was in the pool immediately, and Aleks, a little more hesitantly, followed her in, stripping down to her own bathing costume and leaving tshirt and jeans in a heap on the tiles. She was wearing a yellow bikini. It did not have polkadots.

 

[Kotep]

"Oh, wow, that's niiice," she murmured as she climbed down the stairs, running her fingers along the brushed metal railing that led down the center of the wide stairs. She pushed off with her last step, drifting out into the water and turning around to face Aleks. "It's heated, so it isn't cold or anything," she said, giving her friend a wink. She didn't know that the pool was much more than just heated, nor did she realize the soft, tingling feeling slowly traveling over her wet skin.

 

[Miss Macro]

Aleks jumped right into the pool, figuring that because nobody was home and the pool was a ways back from the road, hidden behind wall and trees, it didn't matter if she was discrete or not.
As the ripples died away, a face under a shock of red hair bobbed to the surface. It was Aleks's face, and Aleks's hair. Under the water, it was attached to Aleks's body by means of Aleks's neck.
The water was lovely and warm; the night was growing colder now that the sun had set, so it was probably heated. She put the faint tingle in the tips of her finger and toes, nipples too, but put it down to being in the warm water after the cold air.
She splashed Kristin with a wave of her arm.

 

[Kotep]

"You're going to wake the whole neighborhood!" Kristin gasped comically at her friend, laughing soft and splashing her in return. "We should do this more often, huh? This is pretty nice," she said, pushing off the floor of the pool and floating on her back. Without her realizing, slowly, her chest was beginning to rise a little more than it fell with each breath she took. It was next to imperceptible, though, just like the gradual lengthening and lightening of her hair. All Kristen knew was that the water was incredibly soothing.