The Wrong Pool Room

Rosie's heels clicked softly on the floor and she walked towards Stacy's direction, her lips drawing a frustrated sigh.

"Stacy, I could have been resting right now you know?" Rosie squinted and Stacy grimaced.

"You? Rest?" She verified with raised brows and Rosie nodded in acquiescence.

Stacy sat in the shotgun seat, while Rosie sat in the front passenger's seat.

"Why are you still in your doctor's coat? I knew you definitely won't take me seriously!" Stacy shouted, quite unhappy.

"Sighs, what is it again? What are you dissatisfied with?" Rosie asked, giving up arguing with her.

"Thank goodness, I bought us a swimming trunk with club nightwear. It's enough for us both." Stacy hummed and ignited the car's engine.

"I want a spicy man today." Stacy added, "And today, there is a pool party at the club I am taking you to, you will like what you see." Stacy's vigour hasn't diminished one bit, but Rosie looked like one who wasn't happy with the goodies of life.

"You can have a one-night stand here, the chances of meeting again in the future are minuscule" Stacy announced.

At her words, Rosie hummed, not accepting or rejecting it, causing Stacy to roll her eyes.

An hour later, the car revved to a stop and Stacy twisted the car key left, switching it off.

"Where should we change?" Rosie asked, her mood brightened as she saw the colourful neon lights in the club ahead. This is where so much night stuff occurs.

To be Frank, why she looked a bit listless a while ago was because she was considering Stacy's words.

She is planning on hiring a call boy! Come to think of it, call boys are always tested at the hospital and rid of any diseases, and a one-night stand with a random man, who knows whether he is sick, might end up infecting her, after all, her first time is about to be gone in a puff.

Stacy handed her the club outfit first, it was a leather black skimpy but extremely stylish gown.

Rosie stared at it for a while, sighed and changed into it.

The color outlined her pale supple skin, Stacy was certain that everyone's eyes would be glued to Rosie.

Stacy changed into a red one, the same design as Rosie's but a different colour, her beauty unhidden, one must say that these two ladies are femme fatales, male stunners.

Stacy handed Rosie a diamond earring because her ears were bare and wore the black studded one herself.

Both look like a devilish vixen.

They stepped out of the car, and grabbed the attention of the security guards at the front, after checking both of their IDs, they let the girls in, their eyes still glued to their backs.

With every click of their heels, the attention of the males was glued to them. Some spilt out the wine they nearly swallowed, some stopped speaking in shock, the most curvy one of the two was Rosie and her figure was rare.

They walked towards the bartender, and Stacy seductively relaxed her body over the bar and ordered a bottle of Lafite and a bottle of champagne.

They found a seat and sat on it.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" Stacy asked.

"No, why should I feel uncomfortable, I'm sexy, so they are the ones who feel uncomfortable." Rosie blinked her eyes and answered innocently.

Stacy closed her eyes, nearly cussing out. Rosie has a weird thinking circuit. She shook her head.

"Anyway, tell me if you feel uncomfortable," Stacy stated.

"I'm certain that I might get drunk after finishing a bottle of champagne, Stacy do you want to get me drunk?" Rosie asked, her eyes turning to slits.

"Yes, I am planning to get you drunk, what's wrong about it?" Stacy answered, crossing her arm over her bosom, giving the I'm always right stance.

Their drinks arrived and they kept gulping down every shot.

Rosie cringed a bit, as the strong liquor made her throat feel parched.

Well, Stacy is a night owl, she rarely gets drunk.

Rosie was only in her third bottle when she stopped and exhaled.

"I think I should stop here, or else I will be dead drunk. Aren't we going to the pool party? You know I can't swim."

"Alright, alright, you can also sit at the edge of the pool and flirt with all the handsome men while enjoying the view I guess?" Stacy raised her eyebrows.

"You are so spoiled." Rosie chuckled.

"Okay, let's go change in the girls changing room." Stacy dragged Rosie and navigated the path to the changing room while tugging Rosie.

This is a high-end club, and not every individual is allowed to enter.

Rosie changed first, and Stacy changed last, and both headed towards the slightly noisy pool party.

Before they could get to the location, Stacy felt pressured and cursed her luck.

"Not now. Shit." She gave Rosie an awkward smile, "Could you wait for me, I will be back in a jiffy." Stacy turned and hurried towards the location of the lady's ease room.

Rosie stood there, a little tipsy and a little clear-headed, she waited for a while and Stacy wasn't coming.

Looking ahead, she noticed two pool rooms.

One was a bit noisy and chaotic and the other was serene.

Maybe no one was there, Rosie figured, she could enter there and wait for Stacy's return.

Without further ado, Rosie bit her plump sexy heart-shaped lips, giving off the vibes of an innocent vixen.

She stepped into the pool room and locked it behind her.

There was an extremely tall man clad in a pair of swimming trunks that made his package look extremely large. He had a healthy tan and his pectorals and abs were all toned and defined. Droplets of water trickled down his body.

They then rolled down to his deep V-line along his abdomen. Rosie felt a wave of blood rushing to the top of her head. She then heard a strange ringing sound. She hurriedly looked away and climbed up the stairs before hanging her head low and apologizing internally. "I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose … but you do look sexy boy!" While she spoke, she slipped and fell forward.

Fortunately, Rosie was quick to act and hurriedly placed her hands on the ground in front of her. Otherwise, she would have fallen on her face! However, Rosie's nose was placed against something moist and warm ... Her heart began beating rapidly and her face turned hot and red, as if she had been scalded by boiling water. She took a closer look and realized that the navy blue package in front of her seemed to be growing in size. She could even make out the brand of his underwear. It was an Italian luxury brand ...

Sensing that someone was staring at her coldly from above, Rosie instinctively retreated backwards. As a result, she fell back onto the railing and hit her head against it hard, thus resulting in a loud dong sound. Rosie then plunged into the pool again as water gushed into her ears.

It was the deep end of the pool that had a depth of 2 meters and since she was greatly caught off guard, she could not stabilize herself at all.

The water rushed into her nostrils and she subconsciously stuck her head out of the water. However, she sank again the next instant.

Rosie felt panicky and flustered because there was no support for her limbs at all. "Help ... " The sounds of frantic thrashes could be heard. Rosie suddenly felt someone grab her arm and was pulled upwards.

She was then tossed onto the shore while the sounds of splashing water filled the air. The man was extremely rough when pulling her up and it seemed he did not care that she was a female.

He then scrutinized the little woman who had trespassed. Yes, little woman. Compared to him, Rosie appeared smaller despite being very curvy.

Her damp, long hair was draped across her back and she was wearing a translucent white bikini which accentuated her curves and allowed her dark nipples to be seen.

Her pink underwear was also particularly eye-catching. Despite being dressed in a seductive outfit, she looked rather puerile and youthful.

Her fair and supple legs were crossed and seemed to be glowing beneath the sunlight. Her shoulders were slender and the barely- buttoned shirt revealed her beautiful collarbones.

Her puerile face turned red and she began coughing violently while her bosom jiggled along gently.

She finally stared upwards, staring at the man who handled her roughly. He wore a face mask but his shrewd pair of eyes couldn't be hidden.

What a sharp and shrewd pair of eyes. Rosie felt like he had seen everything of hers and she felt extremely exposed in front of him …

'Wait, I feel like I've been stripped naked …' Rosie looked down and remembered she changed into a bikini that made her look even more seductive than she would be if she were naked. She immediately turned red and hot in embarrassment.

Rosie hurriedly clutched her chest in embarrassment. Her damp hair was stuck onto her reddened face and her entire body was exposed. Rosie suddenly felt rather pathetic and ashamed when she saw the icy cold gaze in his eyes.

But suddenly, his eyes seemed to hold a familiar glint after recognizing who she was, his eyes twitched and Rosie could tell he was smiling behind his mask.