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Hey, Steel again. I got a pretty good response from my last story, with some interest in an older ‘precursor’ of sort. It’s set several years before Double Whammy and despite some similarities they only share one character in common.
It was a brisk autumn day as Karl Chapman, Dagwood Strewth, and Jessi Dillas met in the lower atrium of the Northern Tropics hotel. They had been invited to spend the three day weekend at Aeryn and Edwin's fathers resort while it was getting refurbished from the summer bustle. It was essentially a merger of a glorified motel combined with a small water park and botanical gardens. All put together it was a very successful venture, likened as a small scale theme park. The trio had reached consensus that a day at the pool was in order and as they walked down the hallway they chatted excitedly with Dagwood rolling the drink cooler behind them.
Despite being the one 'officially' after Jessi, Dagwood Strewth felt like more of a chaperone than a suitor as he overlooked between the chatting pair. They bickered and teased and taunted one another and in short, got on like a house on fire. To make things worse, as they neared the pool, Karl Chapman had removed his shirt and had it draped around his shoulders along with his towel. Dagwood had done likewise, but there was a stark contrast between his burgeoning beer belly and Karl's sculpted six-pack.
In fact, Dagwood was a little nervous of how well Karl and Jessi were getting on. For a time, he thought that he was making great progress with Jessi, but the speed in which she had taken to Karl made him wonder if she was simply that personable, or that Karl and she had clicked. And to make things worse to the budding romance, he knew that the 'black guys are bigger' saying wasn't complete nonsense. Most of the guys back home sized up beyond his expectations. Nothing terribly daunting, but surprising none the less. If Karl was hanging along those lines, Dagwood knew he didn't have a hope.
He was able to put his worries aside as they stepped outside onto the little rise overlooking the outdoor pool. It was a breezy day and the outdoor complex, although not in use, still looked nice and relaxing. Lifting the portable cooler down the stairs to a shallow alcove, Dagwood could almost for his worries about things. Karl looked at the pool in awe, it put the size 'Olympic' to shame, "So it's fine for us to dive in?"
Dagwood smiled graciously, "Sure, dive on in. Mr. Johnson, Aeryn's dad owns it all. And we're some of the honored guests." Karl gave a smirk, and in one fluid movement he had dropped his towel, smoothly diving in to the azure water. Once again Dagwood felt pangs of jealousy seeing as how he hadn't limbered up or stretched beforehand and was now jetting through the water with ease.
"You boys have fun, I'm going to lounge off for a bit," and with that Jessi removed her sundress to reveal a luscious red two-piece bikini. But Karl had missed that part; he was already in the water. He missed the ocean something terribly and the Olympic sized pool sent out too strong a calling. Although somewhat cold for his tropical tolerances, Karl endured it as he took off, jetting up and down in the water. Luckily for Dagwood, Jessi hadn't paid them any mind as she was attempting to unfold one of the deck chairs.
Cheerfully swimming along in the pool, the last thing on Karl's mind was sex. But it was the number one priority on Dagwood's after seeing Jessi's change of attire. The red bikini clung to the contours of her body perfectly, accentuating every sumptuous curve. She was paying neither of them any mind, happily stretched out on the reclining deck chairs. Taking a beer out of the cooler and thumbing the cap off, Dagwood thoughtfully stepped over to the water dipped a foot in. "A little chilly..." He smiled, "Someone's gonna be cold when they come out...." Kicking the water off, he drained his beer and returned to the cooler for another bottle. Jessi had found out that late autumn was not an ideal time to sunbathe, had wrapped her towel around her shoulders like a shawl, and was now lounging lazily on the chair, having a cool drink to keep her warm. Meanwhile, out in the pool, Karl sped past, leaving a white froth in his wake.
At this point, Dagwood Strewth was feeling more than a little jealous. Although unconcerned before, Jessi was now watching Karl frolic through the water with growing interest. He took another swig of beer, eyeing Jessi track Karl's course. As he got off of the edge of the pool, Dagwood realized that he was being a sore loser, but what made it worse was that he had only found out he was competing after the race had begun. Perhaps it was the drink, the jealousy, or a combination of both that caused it, but as Dagwood was bending down to dry his toes, he noticed something as Karl hauled himself out of the water. And he smiled.
It was a brisk autumn day as Karl Chapman, Dagwood Strewth, and Jessi Dillas met in the lower atrium of the Northern Tropics hotel. They had been invited to spend the three day weekend at Aeryn and Edwin's fathers resort while it was getting refurbished from the summer bustle. It was essentially a merger of a glorified motel combined with a small water park and botanical gardens. All put together it was a very successful venture, likened as a small scale theme park. The trio had reached consensus that a day at the pool was in order and as they walked down the hallway they chatted excitedly with Dagwood rolling the drink cooler behind them.
Despite being the one 'officially' after Jessi, Dagwood Strewth felt like more of a chaperone than a suitor as he overlooked between the chatting pair. They bickered and teased and taunted one another and in short, got on like a house on fire. To make things worse, as they neared the pool, Karl Chapman had removed his shirt and had it draped around his shoulders along with his towel. Dagwood had done likewise, but there was a stark contrast between his burgeoning beer belly and Karl's sculpted six-pack.
In fact, Dagwood was a little nervous of how well Karl and Jessi were getting on. For a time, he thought that he was making great progress with Jessi, but the speed in which she had taken to Karl made him wonder if she was simply that personable, or that Karl and she had clicked. And to make things worse to the budding romance, he knew that the 'black guys are bigger' saying wasn't complete nonsense. Most of the guys back home sized up beyond his expectations. Nothing terribly daunting, but surprising none the less. If Karl was hanging along those lines, Dagwood knew he didn't have a hope.
He was able to put his worries aside as they stepped outside onto the little rise overlooking the outdoor pool. It was a breezy day and the outdoor complex, although not in use, still looked nice and relaxing. Lifting the portable cooler down the stairs to a shallow alcove, Dagwood could almost for his worries about things. Karl looked at the pool in awe, it put the size 'Olympic' to shame, "So it's fine for us to dive in?"
Dagwood smiled graciously, "Sure, dive on in. Mr. Johnson, Aeryn's dad owns it all. And we're some of the honored guests." Karl gave a smirk, and in one fluid movement he had dropped his towel, smoothly diving in to the azure water. Once again Dagwood felt pangs of jealousy seeing as how he hadn't limbered up or stretched beforehand and was now jetting through the water with ease.
"You boys have fun, I'm going to lounge off for a bit," and with that Jessi removed her sundress to reveal a luscious red two-piece bikini. But Karl had missed that part; he was already in the water. He missed the ocean something terribly and the Olympic sized pool sent out too strong a calling. Although somewhat cold for his tropical tolerances, Karl endured it as he took off, jetting up and down in the water. Luckily for Dagwood, Jessi hadn't paid them any mind as she was attempting to unfold one of the deck chairs.
Cheerfully swimming along in the pool, the last thing on Karl's mind was sex. But it was the number one priority on Dagwood's after seeing Jessi's change of attire. The red bikini clung to the contours of her body perfectly, accentuating every sumptuous curve. She was paying neither of them any mind, happily stretched out on the reclining deck chairs. Taking a beer out of the cooler and thumbing the cap off, Dagwood thoughtfully stepped over to the water dipped a foot in. "A little chilly..." He smiled, "Someone's gonna be cold when they come out...." Kicking the water off, he drained his beer and returned to the cooler for another bottle. Jessi had found out that late autumn was not an ideal time to sunbathe, had wrapped her towel around her shoulders like a shawl, and was now lounging lazily on the chair, having a cool drink to keep her warm. Meanwhile, out in the pool, Karl sped past, leaving a white froth in his wake.
At this point, Dagwood Strewth was feeling more than a little jealous. Although unconcerned before, Jessi was now watching Karl frolic through the water with growing interest. He took another swig of beer, eyeing Jessi track Karl's course. As he got off of the edge of the pool, Dagwood realized that he was being a sore loser, but what made it worse was that he had only found out he was competing after the race had begun. Perhaps it was the drink, the jealousy, or a combination of both that caused it, but as Dagwood was bending down to dry his toes, he noticed something as Karl hauled himself out of the water. And he smiled.