A lonely couple


I was getting ready to move back to be closer to mom. I hadn’t gone to any of the pools or hot tubs around my state in a long time. So I decided it might be a nice idea to go around and visit them all one more time. After all, if I did move I had no idea when or if I might make it back for a visit.

The first place I picked out was the one up in the mountains in the national forest. It had a campground, rental cabins and an on-site outdoor hot pool. I’d been there a couple times before and decided one last visit up to the mountains would be relaxing.

I made sure my swim bag was equipped with everything I wanted to play with. However I wasn’t sure how much of it I might use. I decided it was better to take everything in case I wanted to use something, only to end up regretting I hadn’t brought it along.

I picked a Tuesday morning to drive up. The kids would be in school so I wouldn’t have to worry about bumping into them in the water. The only ones I might run across would be those who were retired or adults with preschoolers. Thus, the number of bodies in the water would help determine what I would and wouldn’t do.

I didn’t see any cars when I pulled in. It was possible some were parked out of sight on the other side of the building. But for the most part it looked as though I might have the whole place to myself.

There was an older lady sitting near the cash register reading a magazine. She looked at me and smiled, seeing what I’d brought in with me. “Here to use our pool?”

“Yes, ma’am. I like the peace and quiet up here while I’m swimming. I like the forest and the mountains.”

She smiled as she took my cash. “Well, you’ll mostly have it all to yourself. You’re only our second visitor today.”

I smiled back, thanking her. She told me to have a nice time. Then I left the building.

I walked outside on the concrete by the pool toward the changing rooms. That’s when I saw her over by the black rubber inner tubes near the deep end. She was sticking up through the middle of one with her arms holding on for support.

She saw me and smiled. I smiled back and waved as I called out, “How’s the water?”

“It’s great.”

“Don’t worry about me,” I joked. “I don’t take up much space.”

“Oh there’s plenty of room.”

I went inside and changed into my baggy green trunks which had faded considerably over the years to a dark grey-green. I dispensed with the Speedos considering the company I would have in the water. After all, I didn’t want to offend her.

I came back out and placed my towel down near the edge of the water, along with my swim bag and its goodies. Then I walked to the shallow end of the pool while keeping my glasses on. I figured I could always remove them whenever I was ready to go underwater.

I swam a breast stroke out toward the deep end where all the inner tubes had gathered. I submerged and came up inside one. I figured my glasses would handle the occasional submersion if I kept it brief.

I looked over and saw her smiling at me from the inside of the inner tube she was clinging to. I smiled back before deciding to be friendly. So I maneuvered my tube over in her direction.

“Looks like we have the place all to ourselves,” I remarked as I looked all around.

“Yes it does,” she smiled back. Then she paused before asking, “Did you bring your camera along?”

“I thought about it, but I didn’t have any batteries.” Then I paused as I gave her a puzzled look. “How did you know about my camera?”

“You don’t remember me?”

“I guess not,” I replied, blushing at my failure to recognize her.

“Well I remember you, your bag and your camera. I offered to take pictures for you, but you declined.” That’s when it dawned on me.

She chuckled as she saw the recognition in my face. “Ah, I see you remember me now, don’t you?”

“That was the day I came up for a swim.” Then I pointed as I told her, “As I recall you were sitting right over there.” She nodded as though pleased it was coming back to me.

I tried to remember more of my time here that day so long ago. Then I told her, “As I recall, you were here with a friend.”

“Yes I was,” she replied. “Sadly she passed away.”

“Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.”

“Thank you. She wasn’t in the greatest of health when you were up here. I liked to bring her up because she liked it and I liked the water and the scenery.”

“Well that was nice of you.”

“As I recall you were married?”

“I was,” I replied with a sad little smile. “We got divorced. I think I was up here because we’d had a fight that day er, uh… well… I think it was an angry discussion and I kind of got a little frustrated. So I drove up here to get away for a swim.”

“Ah; that explains it. I seem to recall you were rather deep in thought. You seemed unhappy about something.”

“I was. I vaguely remember parts of that day… well, coming up here and then driving on up the mountain. I did that whenever I got angry with her. Putting miles on the vehicle and concentrating on your driving takes the anger out of you, especially since you have to pay close attention to the road.”

“Yes it does,” she chuckled. “So how is your ex?”

“She passed away this last year.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“She was in a nursing facility. I went to see her every week. My visits meant a lot to her.”

“You did that? And you were divorced? You’re a nice guy.”

“Well, I suppose some people think I would have been nicer had I not divorced her.” She nodded with understanding.

“What about you?” I asked. “I’m trying to remember our conversation.”

“I was taking care of my mother. After my friend died I ended up spending a lot of time with her. She passed away three years ago.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“She didn’t know who I was anymore. It was very sad.”

“Yes, I bet it was.” I paused before asking, “No husband or kids to help out.”

“We divorced before I started spending time with that friend. He wasn’t very good at being a one-woman man.”

“Oh, I’m sorry.”

“Last I heard he was off cheating on his latest wife. I decided I didn’t want any part of that, so I stayed out of it.”

Sounds like a good thing to do to keep your sanity.”

“It was. I kept busy, but it wasn’t without its stressful moments.”

“I’ll bet it wasn’t.”

We lapsed into an awkward silence. I looked around uncomfortably as though enjoying the scenery. Then she smiled at me again.

“You know? I never forgot you. I always wondered why you didn’t let me take any pictures with your camera.”

I blushed as I told her, “I think I was a little self-conscious. I didn’t want to bother you or anything like that. And your friend was here with you as I recall. I didn’t want to be a bother.”

“Oh, it would have been no bother. I always thought you were nice. And I often wondered what happened to you.”

“Funny you should say that.”

“Oh? What do you mean?”

“I guess I could say the same thing about you. I often wondered what happened to you.”


“I remembered chatting with you and you offering to take pictures of me in the water and wondering why I didn’t let you do it. You seemed nice enough, and we certainly had an enjoyable conversation. But I was… well… I was a little self-conscious. And it wasn’t one of my better days. I’m sorry you caught me in a bad mood. I hope I didn’t put a damper on your time here.”

“Oh not at all. Don’t worry; you didn’t. And seeing you here again puts a smile on my face.”

“Good; I’m glad.”

I looked at her closely as though really seeing her for the first time. She had short, wavy brown hair that didn’t quite reach her neck. Her swimsuit was a colorful blue-green flower print. She had a bit of a tummy, but her breasts protruded nicely. Of the two of us I figured I probably needed to lose a little more weight than she did.

“What?” She caught me looking at her. I blushed again, but at least she smiled about it.

“I was just looking at your suit. I like that flower print on you. It looks nice.”

“Why thank you.” She seemed to genuinely appreciate my compliment.

I blushed again and she laughed. “What… did I embarrass you?”

“Oh don’t mind me. I guess I’m just… well, to be honest I’m sort of introverted.”

“Well you certainly seem nice enough.”

We paused again in that awkward silence. I couldn’t help noticing our inner tubes had worked a little closer together. She looked around for a moment before smiling at me.

“You said you like being in the water?”

“Yes I do. I’ve been to a lot of the hot springs around the state…well, the ones I can reach within a day’s drive.”

“Which one’s your favorite?”

“Well, there’s one I like that’s a couple hours away. It’s an indoor pool right by the river. In fact that whole area has several hot springs within an hour’s drive of each other.”

“I think I know the one you’re talking about… the one with the waterfalls right across the river?”

“That’s the one. And there’s one about a 20 minute drive from home. I guess I’ve always enjoyed being in the water.”

“Did your wife enjoy it with you while you were married?”

“Oh, she was nice enough to humor me. We had some fun at times.”

“Some fun?”

I blushed again, trying to imagine what might be running through her mind. “Well, I liked to see her go underwater… hold her breath… blow bubbles…. things like that.”

“Interesting. You mean like this?” And with that she let go of her inner tube and slipped below the surface.

I watched as she stayed underwater and blew bubbles up at me. I thought it was odd she would do that right in front of me. Something in the back of my mind made me wonder if perhaps she was coming on to me.

She surfaced outside the tube she was using, hanging onto it with her arm. That’s when I felt a stirring in my trunks. I felt an awkward discomfort, wondering what the hell I was supposed to do next.

“Yeah, just like that,” I smiled. Then I took a deep breath and submerged as well. I forgot my glasses were still on my face.

I released a stream of bubbles until negative buoyancy caught up to me. Then I surfaced. I was tempted to come up inside the safety of the interior of the inner tube. But I didn’t.

She smiled at me as she let out a pleasant laugh. “You’re fun. I always wondered what happened to you. I’m really glad I came up to the resort today.”

“I’m glad you did too. I mean… yeah, I’m glad we both came up.”

“What were some of the other things you did with your wife in the water?”

I looked at her in surprise. Was she asking about some of our naughtier ventures? She certainly sounded like she was interested in some of our submerged exploits.

I had a moment of panic and an urge to bolt. This was unfamiliar territory for me, and I wasn’t sure what to do with myself. I had to tell myself to calm down and enjoy her company for as long as she wanted to stick around.

“Well, I had to bribe her to get her to hold her breath. And she did a little floating at the surface face down, you know… posing as though she had drowned. We had this hot tub back home and we were in it a lot.”

“What else did you do… that is, if you don’t mind my asking?” I thought I saw a twinkle in her eyes.

Did she really want to know the naughty stuff? I assumed she did or she wouldn’t be asking. I took a deep breath as I told her, “Well… so long as you don’t mind what my answers might be.”

She almost grinned as she replied, “Well now you’ve got me curious.”

“Well we did get naked in the hot tub, if that’s what you’re asking. And sometimes we touched each other. One time I… well, one time I went to the bottom of the hot tub naked to hold my breath while she did, uh…”

“While she did what?”

“While she stroked my dick.”

I blushed again at revealing such an intimate detail. Strangely it didn’t seem to faze her. “So did you like it?”

“Oh, very much.”

“Did she like doing it?”

“I think so. But sometimes I got the impression she preferred being sexual in the bedroom instead of doing it in the water.”

It occurred to me we were talking a lot about myself. I wasn’t learning very much about her. I tried to change the subject by asking about her and her husband and whether he came to the hot springs with her.

“Oh, he didn’t like the hot springs. He only took showers. I try not to think about him.”

“Oh I’m sorry. I didn’t mean…”

“It’s ok. Am I making you uncomfortable? About the questions I asked?”

“Well, it’s not something I share with everyone. And I certainly don’t want to say or do anything to offend you.”

“You haven’t offended me. You seem too nice to do that. I guess I was just curious about it is all. We don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”

“No, that’s ok. It’s just that I’m…”

“You’re what?”

I glanced down, hoping she couldn’t see my cock tenting my trunks. Our conversation had certainly gone in a direction I hadn’t anticipated. And I was too clueless to know what to do or how to handle it.

She suddenly leaned closer and in a conspiratorial voice told me, “Can I tell you something?”

“Sure. You can tell me anything.” Strangely she was the one who was now blushing.

“Would it offend you if I told you I’ve often fantasized about you?”

“Me?? You’re kidding! I don’t… I mean… I can’t imagine anyone fantasizing about boring, little ol’ me. I’m flattered!”

“Well it’s true. In fact I’ve often fantasized about us being here… in the pool… right here in the water.”

“Really? Doing what?”

It was probably a stupid remark. After all, she wasn’t helping my cock soften any. But she seemed like she was fine with it.

“Oh, you know… kissing… and… other things.” That’s when she blushed again.

I took a deep breath to compose myself. Then I boldly told her, “You have no idea what it was like driving away from here after our chat. I may not remember much. But I do remember I had this incredible urge to turn around, come right back and visit some more with you. But I…”

“You what?”

“I was married. I wanted to come right back. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t take the chance.”

“Take the chance on what?”

“Coming back and wanting to talk to you some more… maybe exchanging emails… and maybe it leading to something else. So I made myself drive on up the mountain. I just couldn’t risk the chance I might like you so much that it might lead to something improper while I was still married.”

She looked at me in astonishment. I nodded it was true. Then I told her, “After that I had thoughts about you… sometimes regrets. But you were nice… and I was married. I wasn’t going to do that to you or my wife.”

I suddenly became aware she was closer to me. I looked down at her chest and thought I saw erect nipples poking through the top of her suit. Was she getting aroused by our chat like I was?

“I never thought I’d see you again,” she breathed softly. “And yet here you are. Can I… can I tell you something?”

“What do you want to tell me?”

“I’m turned on right now. It’s been a long time since a man has turned me on like this.”

I looked at her in astonishment. I didn’t know what the hell to say. She caught my look and lowered her head, perhaps thinking she’d gone too far.

I lifted her head up by her chin and gave her a lingering kiss. When we parted we were both breathless. I smiled as I told her, “Now can I tell you something?”

She silently nodded her head. I felt my heart rate quicken as I decided to go for it. I gulped as I took a deep breath. Then I told her, “I’m really turned on too.”

“Really??” She looked as though she couldn’t believe her ears.

I nodded my head. “You can even reach down and find out for yourself if you want.”

Instantly I regretted saying that. What a stupid thing to say! Right then I figured I was going to end up being accused of sexual harassment.

To my surprise she reached down and touched me. Her hand wrapped around my cock through my suit. I twitched in her grasp. Then we kissed again.

I pulled her to me and we kissed deeply. Where we were standing was deep enough that her mouth was just below the surface. Then she wrapped her legs around me.

She ground against my bulge, and I moaned into her mouth. Then she started going up and down as though wanting to get me off. Maybe she liked the way my hardness felt against her pussy and clit.

I took off my glasses and set them on the edge of the pool, grateful we were right there by the edge. We paused to look at each other. Then I awkwardly told her, “I really liked that. Can we do it again?”

She smiled and nodded as we kissed deeply. When our lips parted I murmured, “Can we go under?” Was I pushing this too far?

To my surprise she nodded again. We both took a deep breath before I took us down with her legs still wrapped around me. Then we kissed each other deeply, bubbles trickling out of our mouths and noses.

We moaned into each other’s mouth as our tongues started to explore. She kept grinding against me, keeping me nice and hard. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me! But I was enjoying it so much that I decided to take it as far as it would go.

More bubbles trickled out of our noses before I took us up for air. I grabbed the side of the pool as we panted for breath. She looked at me incredulously before asking, “Is this a dream?” Then she winced as she added, “That was a stupid thing to say.”

“If it is, I don’t want to wake up yet.” Then we inhaled deeply before submerging and kissing again.

I let go of the side of the pool as we went down. We submerged together, bubbles trickling out of our noses as our tongues probed and explored each other. She ground against my bulge, and I humped back in response as we moaned and bubbled.

Once more we came up for air, gasping and panting quietly. We both looked around to make sure no prying eyes were watching. Then I told her, “If you keep doing that, I’m going to cum.”

She grinned as she ground against me. “Yeah; like that,” I told her.

She totally shocked the hell out of me by asking, “Would you like to cum inside me?”

“I beg your pardon? You want me to cum inside you??” She nodded breathlessly… almost eagerly.

“I, uh…I don’t want to get you pregnant or anything. And I certainly don’t want to give you anything bad. It’s been a long time since I’ve had sex. And I sure as hell don’t think I have anything. But you’ve been so nice to me and…”

“It’s been a long time for me too.” Then she kissed me hard as she reached down.

I felt her reach inside my trunks where she grabbed onto my cock. She stroked it as we slipped under the surface. I moaned into her mouth, amazed how aroused I’d become.

I let go of her long enough to shed my trunks. She groaned into my mouth as she pulled her suit aside. Then I felt her grab my dick and center it until she slowly impaled herself on it.

It felt absolutely incredible! I had almost forgotten what it felt like. She moaned into my mouth again as she rode me, the two of us drifting just below the surface.

I stood us both up and we gasped for breath. I could feel her clenching around my dick inside her. Without a word we both inhaled deeply. Then I let go of the side of the pool, submerging us again.

I bent my knees so we went completely under. The floating inner tubes helped obscure us from prying eyes. But all I could think about was the woman I was having sex with underwater and how fate had brought us back together.

She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me hard as she rode me. She groaned into my mouth as she tried to bounce up and down on my cock. The way her muscles squeezed my shaft made me twitch inside her.

We came up to the surface panting for breath. I grasped the side of the pool for stability. Our mouths were just out of the water.

“Did your wife ever do anything like this with you?”

“Not really. We only had the hot tub. We got into a pool a couple of times. But it was a challenge for her to hold her breath. So we didn’t do it like this very much.”

She smiled as I took a deep breath. She filled her lungs before I submerged us. Then she kissed me hard, bubbles trickling out of our mouths and noses.

She bounced up and down on me, grunting each time she took me deep. I grunted and groaned into her mouth. It felt incredible.

I could feel it starting to swell within me. I stood us up, our mouths just above the water as I grabbed the side of the pool for stability. Then I told her, “You feel so good I think I’m going to cum.”

“Do it!” she told me. “Cum inside me! Do it! I want you to cum inside me! Fuck me!”

Her words astonished me. They also made me horny as hell. So we both filled our lungs.

I took us down below the waterline. Then I started thrusting hard into her. She bounced up and down on my dick, our tongues interlocked.

Our groans increased with intensity as I felt my cock swell inside her. Then I bubbled, “I’M CUMMING – I’M CUMMING!”

“CUM INSIDE ME!” she bubbled back. Then I was pumping her, my cock spurting its load up into her warm, willing pussy.

She groaned as I filled her with my spunk. We stayed down until she milked me dry with her muscles. Then I took us back to the surface by standing upright.

We panted heavily for breath, wrapped up in each other’s arms. Then she kissed me hard. I moaned into her mouth again as we kissed for the longest time.

We finally pulled our lips apart to catch our breath. She smiled at me as she panted, “Gawd; that was great!”

I told her, “That felt incredible! I… you… that… that was wonderful!”

(Dec 29 ’17)

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