AMA: The Boyfriend
Copyright© 2023 by BreaktheBar
Chapter 401
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 401 - Robbie doubts his fiancee Cassidy's story, but he can see the guilt she's been carrying. When they were young she became a User of the Affection Multiplier App. It gamified her relationships and she became addicted to the chase - until she realized how she was betraying Robbie and hit rock bottom. Now Cassidy intends to make things right. They are about to spend a week with her fellow cosplayers, and her only goal is to give Robbie the love and sex he deserves. He isn't so sure about this.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual Romantic Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction GameLit Sharing RAAC DomSub MaleDom Light Bond Rough Spanking Harem Polygamy/Polyamory White Male Oriental Female White Couple Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Exhibitionism Facial Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Spitting Squirting Voyeurism
The poolside area was about as busy as I would have expected on a sunny Thursday afternoon, which was to say moderately packed. It was hot out, and the weekend rush was already on. There was a conference starting the next morning, so Doug was knee-deep in folks already showing up for that with their accompanying spouses or families - folks loved to make an extra-long weekend of their trips whenever they could.
There was also just the regular business of things, and even with the repairs on the exterior facade being ongoing, the Vasoseh was one of the most recently built hotels on the Strip, and we had a gorgeous pool area.
It was also Walter’s domain, so I rarely had to go out there during the day unless he was off and we were all sharing coverage. I didn’t not like the pool area, it could just be a bit much when it came to how people acted out there. Tourist-tourists got weird in certain areas, like they forgot they were in a civilised society, and the pool was one of them. College-aged tourists got loud around the pool. Kids in the pool area were frustrating and walking disasters waiting to happen, whether that be through potential injury while tripping in any number of places or leaving a floater in the pool. Even the conference-goers could get weird - especially once the booze started flowing.
Walter wasn’t off that day, so I wasn’t thrilled to be getting called out to the pool decks when I was juggling my scheduled event turnovers, working on the Angeloff thing, and doing my best to follow my therapist’s advice and not reach out to Becca about Wanda. Or in general, to any of my girlfriends.
They were following the Doctor’s orders, so I needed to as well for my own good.
I especially wasn’t thrilled that I was being called out to the pool decks with both Walter and Tan working out there.
“What’s going on?” I asked the two of them as I rounded the last set of lounge chairs towards the front of the deck. Those chairs were currently being occupied by a quartet of conference goers - I could tell even though they were in swimsuits. They were the right age range, had the right amount of travel-weariness combined with the energy of just settling in and getting booze in their hands. Plus, I could tell that the silver fox guy and the brunette woman were surreptitiously making eyes at each other. She was married and wearing a ring, he wasn’t, but they were definitely going to bone before the weekend was through.
I’d seen it hundreds of times. It had always made me uncomfortable, seeing that play out over and over. Now, with everything with Cassidy, it made my gut twist.
She was out there, flying to Terra, alone. She had the App at her disposal, and had hooked up with plenty of women who had been ‘straight’ before she got to them. And her and Terra already shared a strong friendship and were open about sex between us. Cassidy could cheat on me again. She was equipped to do it like a Navy SEAL headed on a mission.
All I could do was trust that she wouldn’t. I had to trust.
Walter turned from where the two of them were looking, blinking sharply and wincing at the sunlight beaming down from my direction. He was wearing board shorts and flip flops - nice, designer brand, but still suitable for the pool and not the conference room - and a colourful Hawaiian shirt with the Vaso logo on the breast and back. Tan was in slacks and a button-up shirt, his dress shoes definitely out of place for the pool deck. But then, so were mine at the moment.
“Hey, um, just needed to double check with you about our, uh ... policies,” Walter said.
I raised an eyebrow. “I came all the way down here about a policy?” I asked. “You couldn’t just call or text me?”
“It’s ... complicated,” he said.
“You might not have gotten it if you didn’t see it,” Tan added. The kid was blushing a little, which made me more suspicious.
“What policy are we talking about?” I asked slowly.
“Um,” Walter hedged. “It’s, uh, more of a clash of policies?” I gave him a look and he sighed, grinning wryly. “Visitor Dress Code versus ‘Make all accommodations’ orders.”
I grunted, realising who this had to be about. “What’s she wearing?”
“Not much,” Tan said, gesturing the long way across the pool.
It wasn’t Vera Angeloff, or at least I was fairly certain it wasn’t, since I hadn’t been introduced to them. But my best guess was that it was the Russian widow’s friend, the brunette with the long hair and the big ... assets.
The problem was that, even though she was currently on a lounger positioned between two large decorative urns spilling a spray of vegetation to bring colour to the area, she was very, very topless. And the bottoms had to be a thong.
Her assets were sizable, even from across the pool, and the sun was currently beating down on her warmly tanned skin and highlighting the fact that she didn’t have any tan lines. They were probably of a size with Cattie, if I had to guess, and sat heavily on her chest as she leaned back to soak up the sun. Her areolas were wide, a shade darker brown than the rest of her exposed skin, her nipples little visible nubs. Her skin was glistening in that way that said she’d put on suntan oil, and wouldn’t that have been a sight to see?
“Right,” I said. “You guys didn’t tell her this isn’t a topless pool?”
“She said that she was allowed,” Tan said.
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