I searched the spa for hot chicks and secluded areas for a quick hook up. It was slim pickings in both areas. Perhaps designed to prevent a wild romp under a weeping willow. The only area suitble for a hot and heavy makeout session was a cold pool tucked away and surrounded by plants and bamboo fencing on 3 sides. People hopped in and quickly hopped back out again in search of warmer waters. I wadded in chest deep and while my friends chatted about who knows what my mind wandered into the gutter, picturing a tanned blonde in a white bikini slipping into the pool behind me. She comments on my tattoo (angel wings which I don't have yet) and by magic of this being my fantasy there's no need for chit chat. My hand is on the small of her back pulling her toward me and hooking my thumbs under her bikini. We kiss as she presses her warm body up against mine, her hand following the
contours of my body up to the nape of my neck as goosebumps break out in her wake.