Fun on the Class Trip Ch. 3

I picked up my key at the front desk before climbing into the elevator and heading up to my room on the third floor. Being 18, I had been allowed to pay for my own room and had not needed to share with two other people like most of my classmates who were only 17. The room was nice. It had a big king size bed, a small kitchenette with a mini fridge and microwave and dishwasher, and a nice bathroom with dark grey tile walls and floors. A flat screen TV was mounted on the wall across from the bed. I threw my bags on the floor next to the bed and started unpacking. I didn’t have much of anything to unpack but I did put my soda and beer in the mini fridge so they would be cold later tonight.

Finished checking out the room, I stepped into the hallway to see which rooms my friends were in. I was walking down the hall when one of my friends, Kyle, from the football team passed me going towards the elevator followed by a large group of students.

“Hey man, where are you all headed?” I said, stopping him in the hall.

“We’re all going swimming before bed. There’s a pool downstairs.” He replied before continuing on his way.

I considered going swimming and thought it might be fun, especially if Emma was already down there. I grabbed my swimsuit and went down to the small locker room next to the pool to change. I changed quickly and entered the hotel pool area, a large room with a 10 ft. deep pool and a hot tub off to the side. I saw a few of my friends in the pool playing with a football someone had brought and a few others in the hot tub along with a few girls. I scanned the area and noticed Emma’s blonde hair in the hot tub and so I chose to go there.

The water was hot and felt great on my sore muscles. I found an empty spot along the wall bench and began to talk idle talk about the day and various sports with my friends. I could tell Emma was eyeing me from my peripheral vision. She was watching me closely to see if I would try anything similar to earlier that day. This almost made me smile. I loved the thought of her afraid that I would try to fuck her in front of her friends and all our other classmates. Just to make her more anxious, I said nothing to her the entire time we were there and didn’t even really acknowledge her being there.

After about 30 minutes, Mr. Brady opened the door to the pool area and shouted, “Everyone dry off and get to your rooms. Nobody goes out of their rooms by 10:30.”

People grumbled but started to exit the pool, grabbing their towels and whatever else they brought. As Emma passed me on the way to the hot tub stairs, I pulled one of the side tie strings on her pink bikini, untying the string.