Lori was traveling with her husband David. Lori had been married to David for over twenty years. Truth be told, she never really like him all that much. Unfortunately, her first husband passed away, which left her a desperate single mother. David, who was quite wealthy and found Lori beautiful, swooped in and made her his bride. Lori never felt anything towards David. She disliked how politics was his sole obsession. In terms of appearance, he was not unattractive, but a bit too old for her tastes. Still, she was heartbroken and in need of support when she met him, and he did help her, even if it was for his own ulterior motives. She sometimes thought of leaving him, as her daughter was fully grown now and she didn't need the support. Yet, she felt she had gotten older, and wrongly believed her best days were behind her.
It was not hard to see why David, or any man, would lust after Lori. Her hair was long and blonde, and it cascaded playfully down her back. Her skin was tanned to perfection. It was as though she had made love to the sun. Her piercing eyes had a way of going straight into your soul and filling it with warmth. Her curvaceous body was teeming with vitality and brought out a sense of longing in anyone that stared too long. But how could one not stare? How could one not give in to longing?
Lori was driving the car to the hotel and David was reading a book written by a political commentator he liked. "The President is a fool," David said, "These new regulations are going to strangle small business and stunt long term economic growth. He can kiss any hope of re-election goodbye."
"Yes dear," Lori said, not really listening. They had reached the luxury hotel that evening and checked in. They brought their suitcases in, and David was still going on about the economy and its fluctuations. Lori told him she was going for an evening swim in the pool. She put on her black bikini, accentuating all of her sumptuous feminine qualities.
She went down to the hotel pool and found it largely isolated. The pool was already closed, but it was late enough that no one would be up to catch her. She dove in headfirst and allowed her body to be enveloped by the cool water.
Little did she suspect someone had the same idea. A young man named Brant had walked out to the pool area wearing only his bright red swim trunks. He was surprised to see such a beautiful woman swimming alone in the pool. He walked up to the edge of the pool and said, "Hello."
Lori splashed around in surprise and looked up. The moonlight revealed a stunningly handsome man. The muscles of his chest and abs seemed to shimmer in the outline of moonlight. Her eyes traveled further past his trunks and admired his masculine legs. "Hello," she said.
He asked if it was alright if he could join her. She nodded her head and kept swimming around the pool. She tried to keep to herself, but she found her eyes seemed magnetized to his physique. When she got a better look at his face, she was even more spellbound. He greatly resembled her first husband; The only man she ever truly loved.
Brant found himself lusting after her as well, and the fact they were eyeing each other was clear to them both. Soon idle chit chat was made, and they formally introduced themselves. They discussed where they came from, what they were doing there, and how beautiful the night seemed to be. Hours went by quickly.
Soon, Lori stepped out of the pool, allowing Brant an opportunity to admire her perky ass. "I really do love nightly swims," Lori said, "I'll probably be out here quite regularly."
