Jeff eased himself down into the churning water of the hot tub with a sigh of relief, the water quickly easing the accumulated aches and pains of the days ride. He ran fingers through his short cropped brown hair before starting to massage his right shoulder and winched at the sharp stab of pain. The eight long hours on the motorcycle were starting to take more and more of a toll on his lean, tall body after having hit the half century mark a few years back.
"But sure as hell beats the alternative," Jeff said quietly and continued to massage his shoulder.
He glanced up as the door to the pool opened and nodded politely to a man who looked to be around the same age as Jeff came in. He tried not to smile with the man's bald head, salt and pepper hair tied in a pony tail, full beard and a bit of a belly making him think of the comic book store clerk form the Simpson's, but quickly did a doubletake at the petite Asian woman who followed behind.
The woman looked to maybe be five feet tall if she stood on tiptoe with long flowing black hair that came down to the middle of her back, an oval face, button nose, upturned eyes and lips the perfect shade of red that had to be lipstick.
The woman glanced at Jeff and smiled before he hastily nodded and looked away after realizing he had been staring. The couple glanced around the empty pool and walked over to a bench a dozen feet away to set down their bags. Jeff eased stealthily to the side so that he could watch the woman between the slats of the wooden fence that surrounded the hot tub without being blatantly obvious. The woman slipped out of her iridescent purple kimono and said something to her partner in a soprano voice that Jeff could barely hear, the view of her back crisscrossed with the almost invisible spaghetti strap strings of her top and a G string already partially hidden between the soft curves of her ass cheeks causing him to shake his head ruefully.
"Bastard's a fucking millionaire," Jeff said with a quiet chuckle as he watched the woman slip gracefully into the water.
The man gave a shout and jumped well out into the pull, his cannon ball dive sending up a geyser of water as the woman laughed. Jeff smiled and closed his eyes to enjoy the heat soaking into his body and tried to ignore the happy sounds of conversation and splashing the couple were making. After a few more minutes the pool door opened again with a swarm of kids ranging from early teens down to a little girl with floaties firmly attached to her arms charging in with a harassed looking woman swept along in their wake. Jeff watched as the kids yelled in delight before jumping into the pool while the harassed woman edged around to the far side before pulling a book out of her bag.
Jeff closed his eyes again, glad for the twenty or thirty minutes of quiet he had managed with the pool and hot tub all to himself but also not really bothered by the kid's antics since that was pretty much to be expected at any KOA campground. After a few more minutes Jeff climbed up to sit on the edge of the hot tub and noticed the woman on the far side glaring in his direction, but when he looked closer found that she was glaring at the couple who had came in earlier and not at him.
The man climbed out of the pool using the ladder, but the woman easily pushed and lifted herself to sit on the edge before standing up. When the woman turned around Jeff blinked at her tiny bikini that barely covered her areolas and did nothing to conceal the swell her B cup breasts or the fact that the tiny triangular patch of cloth of her bikini bottoms barely covered her mound and very obviously outlined the crease of her sex. Jeff looked out at the pool and noticed several of the older boys had also taken an interest in the woman's bikini and understood the harassed woman's glare.
"Mind if we join you?" the man said as he walked over towards the gate that separated the hot tub area from the pool.
"Nope, not at all," Jeff replied and tried not to glance towards the Asian woman as she strolled over while he eased himself back down into the water to hide the swell that had started to be obvious beneath his shorts.
"I'm Anthony and this beautiful young woman is Insook," the man said as he held the gate open for Insook to step through, "I'm just going to go reset the timer on the hot tub."
"You no mind?" Insook said as she dipped a petite foot into the foaming water.
"No, it's nice to have company," Jeff said and tried not to stare at Insook's toenails edged in a bright white, her pert B cup breasts with only her areolas covered by her top, or her hazel eyes with a golden ring around her iris's that were staring back into his blue eyes.
"It was getting to be a little crowded in the pool," Anthony said as he hurried back, "We don't mind the kids, but I think the mom was a little upset with the attention Insook was getting."
"I saw her looking," Jeff said with a laugh and then glanced in surprise at Insook as she eased into the water and scooted on the bench until she was sitting right next to him.
"It natural and normal for young men look," Insook said in a very soft soprano that Jeff could barely hear as she glanced scornful towards the woman on the far side of the pool.
"Some of those young men were definitely looking," Anthony laughed and climbed down into the water before taking a seat on the far side of Insook.
"Young men need to learn, if they old enough, I like to teach," Insook said with a sultry smile at Anthony.
Jeff again glanced at Insook in surprise as Anthony laughed.
"Don't take her to seriously, she loves to tease," Anthony began, "So first night here?"
"Yea, I just rode in from Seattle," Jeff replied and then flinched at the soft, silky touch of toes stroking his foot.
"You rode in?" Insook asked in her quiet voice with her hazel eyes staring into Jeff's, "Motorcycle?"
"Uhh, yea," Jeff said and tried to move his foot a bit further away from Insook in case she had accidentally touched him, "My old Yamaha 1100 Special.
"I've got a few weeks off and plan to ride down the coast on 101 until I reach San Diego or by back gives out, whichever comes first."
"That will be a gorgeous trip if it doesn't kill you first," Anthony said admiringly.
"Ohh, you go through San Francisco?" Insook said as Jeff again felt the soft caress of toes on his foot, "We live in San Francisco!"
"Yea, with all of the needles, shit, toilet paper, piss and garbage everywhere that's not covered in a squatters' tent or cardboard box!" Anthony said angrily.
"You hush!" Insook shot back, "You say you still love San Francisco!
"You say it still Golden City!"
"I didn't say I didn't love the place," Anthony hastily added, "I'm just pissed about all the bruises she has under her sunglasses and the fact I've been voting for the son's a bitches that have been beating up on her for so many years!"
"You ignore him," Insook said, "He old hippie at heart!"
"I know how you feel," Jeff said, "I grew up in Seattle... well, by Alki Beach, and lived there most of my life before I had to move out towards Bellingham."
Jeff again felt the soft caress of toes on his foot and glanced from Insook to Anthony who was nodding in agreement.
"When you go through San Fran?" Insook asked.