story of young love, veronica

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Background: wabitgirl posted an original 'story of young love' that I took in a different, gentler direction with my chapter 19 continuation. During that Chapter, Natasha catches Jake checking out a photo with one of her tall girlfriends, Veronica, who she had just been on a trip to visit. This chapter is the story of that trip, written from Veronica's perspective.

Veronica

** Pool Playtime

"Veronica, it's so good to be here for a visit, even if it is only for a couple weeks." The hotel pool was crowded with sun tanned bodies laying out on white loungers. Circular sunshades kept some from burning. The pool was carved through the deck with a curved shape, and was quite large. "You really know how to live in the lap of luxury here." She was right, and right now that luxury should bring me a drink. I flagged a pool boy to head our way.

"You know, you could join me here for more than just a week visit. There are so many playthings here to have fun with. I don't know how you satisfy yourself hidden there in that forest retreat." The pool boy had arrived and I could see him checking us out. I really couldn't blame him, as I only owned bikinis designed to really get attention. I had selected a brown one, with gold accent rings. In fact, I looked entirely subdued compared to the string bikini I encouraged Natasha to wear. It looked obscenely small on her up top, because it was. He couldn't have been much more than eighteen. What teenager could avoid staring at half naked nearly seven foot tall goddesses like the two of us? What man could? Taking a look I noticed my feet hung conspicuously off the bottom of the pool lounger. "I'll have a Pina Colada. Natasha, tell the man what you would like..... to drink." I arched my back, enjoying the way his eyes couldn't help but glance down at my chest while he waited for Natasha to respond.

"That sounds good, can you bring us two?" Having received Natasha's order the pool boy nodded and retreated. She looked down at her skin. "I certainly don't get into the sun enough, I feel as white as a ghost."

"Darling, I assure you he wasn't looking at your white skin. If you like young and dainty I could arrange for him to admire you in a more private venue." I wondered when the last time she had even had sex. "He'd be a cute little plaything, but may I recommend one of those strapping looking tanned toys that have been staring over this way? I guestured over towards three men that were tossing around a vollyball in the pool, each of them obviously jockying for a position that allowed them to glance in our direction. "Would you care to join me in the water?" Natasha shook her head. "Still getting used to being around people for a change. That's just as well. The pool boy is all yours."

I stood from the chair, and noticed the men trying not to appear to be watching my every move. I made my way over to the edge of the pool and slipped into the water. As I glided over to them, two were trying to pretend they hadn't noticed me. The third was not so shy. The water was around four feet deep, and I stayed mostly submerged as I reached them. Tall girls tend to get attention from afar but then scare away the boys up close. However, I'd become quite skilled at hooking them before confronting them with their insignificance. "If you've come over to get a game of 2 on 2 vollyball started, you're on my team. I'm Charles." I genuinely smiled in response. He was a witty one; dark hair; fit. They all were actually. Probably in their early 30s. They still continued to feign interest in throwing the vollyball around.

"No thanks Charles. Just like the three of you, I'm just floating about, enjoying the scenery." The other two perked up at my mention of them, and moved in closer. I made eye contact with one of them. "I'm Veronica," and gesturing over to where I had been sitting, "my girlfriend over there is Natasha." They glanced in her direction. She was talking with the pool boy, who had just delivered our drinks. "She's visiting me in the big city this week."

"I'm Mike, and this is Rick. We're visiting ourselves. We're in the construction business. Rick's uncle owns a development company. Strip malls and such. He's considering moving into hotels, so we're here on official business doing research."

"Poor boys. Looks like hard work, hanging out in the pool, checking out the pretty ladies." I had already started floating myself into deeper water. Our conversation kept them close, and the water was almost up to their shoulders. "How is your research going so far? Enjoying the scenery?" I put on my best sly flirtatious look while being sure to keep my shoulders under the water as I waded deeper.

Charles spoke up, "this place is top notch. The finishes are pro. In addition they seem to draw quite the upscale crowd. As an obviously hip and upscale customer yourself, what most makes you choose this pool spot to relax? The staff? The finishes?"

"Ohh, I live here." They all looked a little dumbfounded for a minute. "The top floors are condo residences. I like living with hotel staff at my beck and call."

It took them a minute to retort. "Residences for sale, we'll have to add that to our research." I could see Mike was already losing interest. He kept looking over at Natasha, who was curiously still talking to the pool boy, though he was just now walking away.

"Mike, why don't you go see if you can Coax Natasha to join us. She could probably use a refreshing dip." No soon had I said it, and he had slid off towards her. The two boys were obviously treading water now. The deep end of this pool was six feet and we were pretty much there. Now we'd see which one of them really wanted me. I put on a calm look, to make sure they knew I was comfortable right where I was.

Rick finally spoke up, "since you're a local, you must know where the action is around here at night. What are the hot spots?"

"Ohh, I know where the action is." I let them tread water, glancing my attention over at Mike and Natasha. Even from across the pool I could tell he wasn't succeeding at much more than gawking at her. I turned my attention back to Rick. "Kennedy's is the hot spot in this neighborhood. Mostly twenty something hotties looking for benefactors, if you're into that kind of thing. However, see that window up there, third from the left?" I pointed up towards my unit. "If you ask me, that's where the real action is." I was standing pretty straight now, lifting my shoulders out of the water just enough to make it obvious I wasn't treading water as the two of them did their best to look calm and collected as they worked to stay afloat.

As I expected, Charles caved first. "It looks like Mike may need my assistance with your friend Natasha. Duty calls." He took a dive underneath the water and came up on the deep edge of the pool behind me before climbing out and walking over. Rick and I were alone. I was beginning to catch the perfect vibe from him. He was desperately interested, yet shy and not as arrogant as his buddies.

"I like your style Rick." He looked a little surprised. After all he had only said a few words to me so far. "Maybe Natasha and I can join you boys out later tonight. I figure if you boys want to gawk and enjoy the scenery, you might as well entertain us. "

"Yes. I mean.. " He stammer a bit at the implication I trapped him in. "We'd love to take you two out." He was trying to seem cool and collected, despite partially losing his breath from all the treading water. "Veronica, are you a professional swimmer?" I let out another genuine laugh. So blind to the possibility that I was tall enough to stand that he constructions a fiction where I'm impossibly good in the water. The male ego.

"No sweetie. I did swim in high-school, but that's not it. Come here, I'll let you in on my secret." He was about three feet away, mostly on account of the space one needed to flail limbs about to stay afloat. "Closer hun." He held a puzzled face as he looked down into the water. Completely unaware, just how I wanted him. "Take my hand." I reached to him under the water and steadied him. I felt his feet tap my shins, reaching for the bottom, probably thinking I was standing on something. "Sweetie, I'm tall enough to stand here." I straightened myself up, my shoulders peaking up out of the water a few more inches.

His face was covered with a look of surprise. "Whoa. I could tell you were a tall girl, but how is that possible." He let go of my hand a minute and let himself sink under the water, probably to touch the bottom, before resurfacing. "It must be six feet deep here."

"Yes it is." I let the facts speak for themselves. He was back to treading water and drifting away from me. I reached for his hand and reeled him in, propping up my leg for him to sit on. He seemed a little taken aback by my thigh up in his crotch as his hands pressed down to lift his weight off me. "Relax Rick. No need to tread water." I slipped my hand down on top of his. We were staring into eachother, having our first moment of intimate contact. Like the first time you hold someone's hand. It's awkward at first, but then as you both keep doing it, it creates an unspoken permission. This was a bit more intimate than hand-holding, but there was a bit of mystery and secret about unseen things happening under the surface. Like playing footsie under a table. Rick let himself straddle my leg.

His shoulders were lifted a little bit out of the water, and he was still looking up at me, now at a very cosy distance. He seemed to be trying to size me up. "I'm not sure I'm ready for how tall you're going to be out of the pool." I'm sure he isn't. However, I was pretty sure I had him hooked. "Where can we take you lovely ladies to dinner?"

"I have a place in mind, Japanese. Do you eat sushi?"

He nodded. "Love it." Even just a few moments of closeness had made him much more comfortable. He placed his hand around my lower back and I reciprocated the gesture. "So what is it you do that affords you a condo here, if you don't mind me asking?" Wow, he was incredibly polite. I'd have to break through that. Time to get this conversation into more exciting territory.

"I'm a porn star. Does that excite you?" His face contorted into a look of shock. As if to ask 'seriously? are you nutz?' I gently laughed out loud. "Relax Ricky, I'm kidding. It's family money, and investments." His look of shock turned to a look of relief. "I've always thought I would if I had to. Seriously though, would that excite you?"

"I don't know. I suppose it would have it's pluses and minuses."

"That's an artful dodge. All girls have their pluses and minuses. Would it excite you?" He pondered. "Think about the plusses. If I were a porn star, then Natasha would be my porn star partner, and after dinner tonight the three of us could get naked and make out in the hot tub."

"Since when do you have to be porn stars for the three of us to get naked and make out?" Success. This one was spicier than I thought. He just needed to be led to greener pastures.

"Touche, though that still isn't an answer." Time to move in for the kill. Nothing makes a man into a playtoy like secret public fondling. I slipped my hand up against his swim trunks, and could feel his obvious erection. His face showed his surprise, but he made no motion to retreat. I game him a good squeeze. "Ahh, that answers my question. Looks like the idea excites you plenty." I didn't let my hand linger, I was just trying to cross a boundary.

"On the contrary, you keep talking about getting naked and making out, and I'll do my best to drag you out of this pool to somewhere private. Shorter than you or not. No porn stars required." Hooked. "Speaking of questions, I thought readheads didn't tan, is that your real haircolor?"

"Maybe if you are lucky you'll find out." I could see over his shoulder that Charles and Mike had finally coaxed her off her lounger. She hadn't been so subtle, so they were quite shocked to see her towering over them. I turned us both towards them as they made their way towards us across the pool.

"Veronica, they tell me you insisted I needed a dip in the pool." Natasha was almost to me now, with the two boys gliding in behind her.

"I saw you talking to the pool boy for quite a long time. I hope he didn't ask you to dinner, these nice gentlemen are taking us out later." Rick's two comrade's looked at each other with a little surprise. "You two will just have to fight over Natasha, Ricky has me all wrapped around his little finger." I bounced my leg up and down just enough for Rick to notice.

Charles spoke up. "Excellent, where is it we're taking you ladies to dinner?" They were again treading water while Natasha and I stood comfortably. Rick was enjoying his ride. Time for a little footsie, so to speak. I slipped my fingers into the leg opening of his suit, and inched them up his thigh.

"For sushi, my favorite." I turned to Natasha. "Natasha dear, don't be rude and force Mike and Charles to tread water, give them a hand." Natasha rolled her eyes at me in suspicion of my plot. I gave her my best 'go along with it' stare, and she reached a hand to each of them.

Charles spoke up. "Really you two, perhaps you could move back into shallower water where we can all stand." I could tell Charles' patience for my play would be pretty slim. Breaking him would be a fun challenge. Still he didn't just leave as I expected him to. Mike was already awkwardly holding onto Natasha's hand.

For my part, I just ignored Charles. "Natasha, Rick tells me he would pay money to see the two of us naked later tonight, what do you think?" Rick was about to protest, but I inched my fingers further in and against his erection. That distracted him enough.

"Did he? I can see someone is wrapped around someone's little finger. When in Rome." Natasha's lack of subtlety showed again as she dragged Mike against her side as she approached us.

Charles obviously wasn't putting himself in that situation as he kept his distance. "I'm going to take a lap around. Don't do anything I wouldn't do." He swam off for the shallows. Boys always insist on pairing off. It's too bad, there is plenty of us to go around.

Mike was still looking a little surprised and unclear. He was obviously deciding if he should head off with Charles or not. I thought I'd take a moment to convince him otherwise, though I'm not sure how he would have broken free of Natasha's hold on him anyhow. "Mike, if you'd like to head off with your buddy we won't be offended. I know the two of us can be intimidating, but Natasha might make it worth your while if you stay. Rick here seems to be the confident one, he's sticking around. " Rick put on a proud face at the compliment.

Natasha was standing close to us now, and her arm around Mike was keeping him afloat. "Really Veronica? It might have something to do with your diddling him under the water." Rick quickly turned red with embarrassment. Mike laughed, probably partly in shock and partly at his friend's predicament. Mike used the excuse to stare down into the water, probably looking more at us than at the spectacle. She turned to him. "You're just laughing because you're jealous."

She spoke quietly into his ear, but they were so close we could hear every word. "Admit it, you've been staring at me all day." He was still staring down into the water, and I could see him bring his hand up to her tummy. They were having their first moment. "Ohh, that's not what you were staring at." I could see her hand moving under the water. "That's what you were staring at. It's okay, I like it." The string bikini she was wearing was way too small to cover her up top, and I could imagine his hand was pressed up against her bare breast. "Go ahead, nobody can see but Veronica, and she doesn't mind." I could now see Mike lifting and caressed her breast underneath the surface. Natasha looked back towards us, first at Rick, then at me, while Mike remained preoccupied. "Honey, I think your man is jealous."

I had been paying so much attention to their exchange I hadn't noticed Rick intently staring into the water at Natasha's breast as Mike pushed it about underneath the water. Really who could blame him. I'd take her in a beauty contest any day, but she was quite a hottie with her raven black hair and her unnaturally large chest. It's no wonder they kept staring at her as she was bursting around the small patch of coverage her string bikini offered. "We're both just admiring the scenery. Rick, should I trade you for your buddy Mike?" That startled him out of his staring. I was still fingering his erection under the water. He hesitated longer than I expected, so I stopped my motions to give him some perspective.

"Can't blame a guy for looking." With that he stared down into the water at me as well, and I resumed my motions.

"Certainly not. You can always look, and sometimes you can touch too." He got frisky and I felt his hand take the queue and caress a little awkwardly up against my breast, I squeezed his hand against me, and then pulled it free and reached it out towards Natasha. "May we?" Natasha nodded, rolling her eyes, and I pushed Rick's hand up against her breast. He really wasn't ready for this exchange, and I could feel him instinctively resisting at first. I held his hand in place against her until he relaxed. Her breasts were super nice, especially in the water where they were both soft and buoyant at the same time. I don't think Mike heard anything I said, but as I moved in closer my body pushed him to the side and he was startled out of his trance. I let Rick's hand loose and he continued touching her for a minute then returned his attention to me. It didn't take Mike long to stare down at Rick fondling my breast before I backed away a little. "You know boys, one of Natasha's favorite things in the world is to smother unsuspecting men with those babies. Maybe later you can get lucky."

Natasha broke in to spoil the fun, for now, "Boys, I think it's time for us to get back to our drinks. You can pick us up in the lobby at 7." Natasha let Mike loose into the water. "Looks like Charlie might need a wingman there Mike, go help him out."

"7pm, got it." Charlie was talking up two blond girls on loungers at the far side of the pool, and Mike took the hint and headed in their direction.

Rick looked at me with all the saddened eyes of a lovestruck puppydog. "Natasha sweetie, give Rick and I a minute. I'll meet you over at the loungers." She rolled her eyes at me again, and glided away without a word. I pulled him closer along my thigh and caressed him through his suit. "I guess you think I should relieve you right here in the pool?" He nodded his head yes. "With all these people watching?" He nodded his head again. "I don't know, we don't want some child swimming into all your mess in the pool. That would be gross."

"The filters will pick it up." His arms were around my shoulders now. He started a kiss and I kissed back, but just for a moment.

"Ohh, none of that, nobody wants to see two people going at it in the pool. Keep it under the surface." His hands came off my shoulders and slipped into the water. "Better. I suppose you're in no shape to get out of the water like this," referring to the massive stiffness he'd have showing in his pants. Now was time to set the imprint. "I'll help you out, but first some honesty. You really liked fondling Natasha's breasts, didn't you?" His face showed a conflicted look of confirmation and shame. I kept rubbing through his shorts. "Honesty." He nodded and whispered out a confirmation. "Good. You need to know, I'm not a possessive girl. In fact, it turned me on. She has a great rack. However, you need to understand that I'm not a one man girl either." I was twisting the head of his cock through the fabric. "I'm playing with you because it's fun. You're having fun right?" He nodded his head. "If I finish you off, I may go play with two other guys before our date tonight. I'm not anyone's girl. I might even trade you to Natasha if I feel like it. Understood?" I was still more twising than stroking. He was clawing at my bikini under the water a little, losing his composure. He nodded his head. "Good."

"Now that we have that out of the way, lets give you a little something to tell the boys about." Pulling down the top of his shorts, I placed my fingers against his bare skin. I leaned in close to whisper in his ear. "I bet you'd even like it if I traded you to Natasha. Jerked off in the pool in the afternoon, and smothered by those big breasts tonight. You'd feel like quite the stud." I could feel his chin digging in a little on my shoulder. "Don't plan on it, you're going to owe me one tonight. Though if you play your cards right you just might get to see us both naked. How hot would that make you?" I started pumping him more vigorously and groaned softly into his ear. "Very hot I bet. Quiet now, we don't want to be a spectacle." I groaned again, and then felt him spasm as he reached climax. I backed my head away and kept my hand sliding over him as he followed through. "All done?" It was rhetorical, but I nodded with him as he responded with a nod. "See you at 7 Ricky. Ohh and tell your buddy Charlie, it's his turn tonight," and with that I dropped my leg away and his head plopped under the water. I was halfway back to the shallow end when I turned around to see him still treading water in the same spot. Such a fun play toy.

When I reached the loungers where Natasha was already dried off and back to tanning, my drink had melted into a messy slurry. She could see my disappointment. "I already ordered you another one."