Page 12 of Please and Tease (Sweet Treats 6)

I smile and keep walking quickly, hoping that we’ll just nod at one another in passing. But unfortunately, Melissa’s eyes light up when she sees me and she lets out a squeal.

“Hey Naomi! What’s up? I haven’t seen you in a while.”

“Hey Melissa,” I say with a vague smile, trying to look busy. “I’d love to talk but I’m in the middle of doing laundry and forgot some things in my room. I’ll catch you later, okay?”

Unfortunately, Melissa decides to turn and walk with me. She’s so beautiful that I feel really dumpy next to her. She’s a big girl too, but in a model-esque way. Her curves are toned and strong, and she resembles the model Ashley Graham with her sultry eyes, pert nose, and delicate mouth.

“Oh no worries, I’ll walk with you,” she says, companionably inserting her arm into mine. “There’s so much to share. Wait a minute. What’s that smell?” she asks, her nose wrinkling uncertainly. “It smells sticky, sweet, and … oh my god. Naomi, did you? Did you really?”

I try not to blush.

“Did I what?” I ask innocently while subtly pulling away from her with my body. “I’m wearing dirty clothes right now. That’s why I’m doing laundry.”

Melissa stops and faces me, her hands on her curvy hips.

“Naomi, did you just get a come bath?”

I sigh, my shoulders slumping. Only in Dads and Daughters would that be a reasonable question.

“Not a come bath exactly,” I hedge. “But something like that. I got sprayed,” I say simply.

“Ooooh!” Melissa squeals, taking my arm again before dropping it. “By whom? Oh my god, I love come baths.”

I roll my eyes.

“Sometimes, I wonder if Dads and Daughters is getting a little too raunchy,” I say wryly. “You do know that our topic of conversation is completely taboo, right?

Melissa immediately begins giggling and I roll my eyes.

“Yes, but that’s why I love it here,” she chortles. “You’ll have to tell me about it, girlfriend, but I’ll let you get your laundry done first. I can tell it’s very urgent,” she says teasingly.

Thank goodness for small blessings. Melissa is really annoying me right now, even though I know her intentions are good.

“Great,” I say, trying to remain civil. “I’ll see you later, okay? I’ve got to get my laundry done.”

With that, I hurry off as quickly as possible while Melissa continues giggling. What does she have up her sleeve? Seriously, that girl annoys me sometimes although I understand she’s very good when it comes to making men happy. Maybe I can pick up a couple of tips and tricks from her.

Not today though. I stride purposefully down the hall, but I’m not sure where I’m going. Where am I going to find clothes for the Aaron and Andrew? I need to make this happen. Suddenly, inspiration strikes. The pool is nearby, and there must be extra towels there.

I walk quickly down the hallway, do a quick left, a quick right, and then another quick left. There it is. The entryway to the pool is quite ornate. There’s an enormous golden door that opens to a tiled foyer. The entryway is done in blue and white mosaic, and a fountain with a golden phoenix springs from the basin. It’s quite lush actually, and reminds me of a fancy Turkish bath.

But I ignore all that for now. I quickly walk through the hall, my shoes tapping lightly on the tiles. To my right, the pool itself comes into view through floor to ceiling windows. I glance down at the scene, and gasp. It’s a debauched one, that’s for sure.

Men and women play in the steamy water. There are games of chicken as well as underwater Marco Polo going on. But what’s unique about Dads and Daughters is that the club has a special rule for the pool: women must be topless. Therefore, the daughters in the water are absolutely entrancing. Most of them wear tiny panties, but that’s it. Otherwise, their breasts bobble and bounce out in the open, and they laugh and play while as wet and slick as otters.

Not only that, but there’s a jacuzzi off to the side, and although the steam there is heavy, I can see writhing forms twisting in the mist. There’s definitely a threesome going on, judging from the pumping shapes and heads thrown back with ecstasy.

Normally, I’d stay and watch because it can be fun, and who knows? Maybe I’ll pick up some tips. Besides, the people want me to see: there’s definitely an element of exhibitionism associated with the pool because the girls are nude and the men like to enjoy them without going back up to their rooms first. Hell, the staff probably have to replace the water every day just because there’s so much male seed floating around.

But today isn’t the day to loiter. Instead, I speed by the windows and enter the locker room. Fortunately, there’s no one inside. The women’s locker room, like all else at the Lodge, is quite plush. Full size lockers adorn the walls, and there’s also a long vanity table with complimentary soaps and lotions set out.

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