The Lounge's Summer Pool Party

I'm sorry, I got distracted for a bit there.

*looks sheepish for a moment*

Yay for fireworks!!! We'll need sparklers too! *nods decisively* It'll be good fun all around! *bounces with excitement and then coos at Zy's bunny face*

What kind of project did you mean, Mr. Shark?
 
We need confetti too!!!!!!!

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*smiles at Zy's endless supply of adorable Parks and Rec gifs. Returning to the bar and his drink. Worries slightly that he's turned this pool party into a recruiting center, but pitches Tiny anyway.*

See, there's this school thread, I'm looking for students. I know you'd make a great one, if you're interested.

*Glances back to Brit for reassuring that he's not being overbearing with the recruitment.*

It's pretty awesome.
 
Zy makes a good point! *nods seriously* it's not a party without confetti.

I promise I'll help sweep up the mess after. *smiles sweetly*
 
*smiles at Zy's endless supply of adorable Parks and Rec gifs. Returning to the bar and his drink. Worries slightly that he's turned this pool party into a recruiting center, but pitches Tiny anyway.*

See, there's this school thread, I'm looking for students. I know you'd make a great one, if you're interested.

*Glances back to Brit for reassuring that he's not being overbearing with the recruitment.*

It's pretty awesome.

Zy makes a good point! *nods seriously* it's not a party without confetti.

I promise I'll help sweep up the mess after. *smiles sweetly*

giggles no regerts
 
*giggles and wonders at the poster that's suddenly appeared next to LS*

Im grateful for the vote of confidence. I'll check it out.
 
"It should be an interesting thread, Duchess," Brit nods enthusiastically towards her and Shark, "and you already know quite a few of the staff." She giggles.

"G'night Zy!" she waves.

"Well, this mimosa is going down very well indeed," she peers into a mostly empty glass, "But, do I have another, or do I have a swim? Decisions, decisions..."
 
"It should be an interesting thread, Duchess," Brit nods enthusiastically towards her and Shark, "and you already know quite a few of the staff." She giggles.

"G'night Zy!" she waves.

"Well, this mimosa is going down very well indeed," she peers into a mostly empty glass, "But, do I have another, or do I have a swim? Decisions, decisions..."

"Why not both?"

*refills her glass and passes her a coaster glued to the top of a foam, miniature life preserver.*
 
Oh really? Most you say? Just who are the staff at this fine establishment? My interest is beyond piqued...

*looks at my now empty glass*I think I'll have another as well though I might regret it come morning.

If you're really going in Brit, I'll sit on the edge and dip my toes in. :)
 
Oh really? Most you say? Just who are the staff at this fine establishment? My interest is beyond piqued...

*looks at my now empty glass*I think I'll have another as well though I might regret it come morning.

If you're really going in Brit, I'll sit on the edge and dip my toes in. :)

*refills Tiny's glass with a smile.* there's a link to the faculty directory on the introduction post of the enrollment thread.

*turns back toward Brit then back to Tiny again.*

Would you join if I went in naked? Might make Alice feel more comfortable getting out. *grins and refills his own glass.*
 
Dear gods above, I found the faculty link.. *blinks quickly and downs half my freshly refilled glass in one go.*

I think it's quite safe to say that I am in! *breathes in deeply a few times trying to steady my heart rate*

You guys can't expect a girl to pass up a chance at that much ... fun. *fidgets* I would hate to miss out.
 
Oh and don't worry about me at all. Feel free to go in as you like... I may be a Duchess but my sensibilities aren't all that delicate. *winks*
 
Dear gods above, I found the faculty link.. *blinks quickly and downs half my freshly refilled glass in one go.*

I think it's quite safe to say that I am in! *breathes in deeply a few times trying to steady my heart rate*

You guys can't expect a girl to pass up a chance at that much ... fun. *fidgets* I would hate to miss out.

I thought you might be a little curious.

*takes off his towel pours the last of the rum fortified mimosas into all the gathered glasses and downs his in a gulp. Sprints out from behind the bar fully nude and cannon balls into the deep end. Shouts nothing, because he's older than twelve.*
 
Watches Shark's entrance into the pool with a laugh and then peels off her own sundress to reveal the swimdress beneath.

"C'mon, Duchess, let's go enjoy the water a little!"

She runs towards the water and jumps into the air, with a very loud whoop - because that's the way she is, before disappearing into the water with a very impressive splash.
 
*treading easily with his head above the surface, grins as Brit whoops and jumps in, looking lovely as ever.*

That's the spirit!

*dives down, kicking strongly to ritualistically touch the bottom of the deepest part of the pool, emerging close to Brit.*

I don't know why it took me so long to dive in.

*heartfelt smile*
 
*giggling before calling out to them* Oh I don't think my form is anywhere near as good as either of you two.

*frowning somewhat sleepily* And also I think I stayed up too far past my bedtime.I wish I could stay and splash about a bit. But no ding off in a body of water may not be the best idea. *makes a silly face.*

I'll be back later though, and hopefully I'll see you both. *blows kisses*
 
"Awwww," Brit whines for a moment, "I understand, lovely, sweet dreams and we'll see you very soon I'm sure!" Blows a kiss back while treading water beside Shark in the pool.

"And I don't know," Brit turns to look at her fellow swimmer with a giggle, "for me? The hardest part is not to spend the entire time in here!"
 
*sighs at Tiny's departure, thrusting one hand out of the water, pantomiming a catch of the blown kiss. Ducking his hand back into the water and squirting a direct jet of water into his face, shaking droplets from his hair.*

I'll look for you soon.

*turns back to Brit with a firey gleam in his eye. Not forgetting that he owes her one.*

Want to see how long I can hold my breath?
 
Grins back at him, a brow rising slightly in response to his question.

"How long you can hold your breath?" She repeats as she cocks her head to the side slightly, wet pieces of her short hair falling across her forehead. "That could be fun, I guess."
 
*grins wider and kicks hard, arching his back as he dives under the surface and kicking again to slip between her legs, pressing his mouth against her, the fabric of her bathing dress both fluttering over his head and under his mouth as his tongue begins to wriggle against the cleft in her suit. He kicks again toward the surface with his hands gripping her hips, sliding his tongue back and forth through the crease behind purple fabric.*
 
*kicks again, reaching a better angle to maneuver a shoulder under her thigh as his tongue presses more insistently against the outline of her pussy, his hands moving to her ass as he lightly drags his teeth over the outline of her clit.*
 
"I didn't think you meant you were going to..." She began as he disappeared beneath the water. "Oh great, who am I going to talk to now?"

Before she can draw breath to sigh, she suddenly feels him between her gently kicking legs and she gasps.

"Oh my!" She keeps her arms moving back and forth to stay afloat while she feels his mouth against her costume. Teeth catch on her lower lip as he increases the pressure and her clit tingles thanks to the sensation of his teeth.

All of a sudden she wished she had thought to stay closer to the side, at least then she'd have something to hold on to.

"Oh...oh fuck..." she murmurs, more to herself than anything, as his shoulder lifts her thigh and parts her legs further for him. Mentally beginning to count off the seconds, surely he can't stay down there much longer.
 
*opens and closes his mouth in order to gain more leverage for his tongue, hid grip on her ass cheeks growing tighter as he uses his tongue and a fluid butterfly kiss to effectively drive Brit backward to the pool edge.

He feels the lack of air, pressure building in his lungs, but as his lips isolate her clit, tongue still writhing and pressing, he lets a tiny volume of air escape in the form of tiny bubbles that climb up Brit's body at the front and back, inside her costume.*
 
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