Heat Wave - Oasis Apartments - Sex Stories

Heat Wave - Oasis Apartments

It’s so fucking hot!

Even though it’s 9 pm and the sun has been down for hours, the heat is still stifling. I can't sleep because I'm sweaty. Hot and sweaty means I am distracted and horny, and I definitely can't masturbate because the irony is, I am so frustrated because the heat is all I can think about.

Heat waves are the worst.

On a humid night like this, the pool is my only answer. I can already feel the water cooling me just at the thought of going for a swim. I put on my two-piece bathers, hesitating as I look at my curvy figure in the mirror. I think it doesn't look terrible as I turn to check myself out from behind. Plus, it's nighttime, and the pool area's lighting is not bright. Wrapping a beach towel around my body, I fill my plastic wine glass with wine and go to the pool.

Surprisingly, it's quiet.

I thought the pool would be busy with the heat, but there was only one other person in the shared pool of my apartment block. It's a well-maintained pool, and the gardens around its perimeter are very private. The Oasis Apartment building is near the middle of the city, with three levels and twelve apartments. Half the apartments are owned or rented by their owners, and the other half are used for Airbnb.

After only living here for six months, I enjoy having different people around me. Sometimes, it is couples or singles; occasionally, it has been families. Slowly, I am getting to know a few permanent tenants well enough to say hello and ask how ...

... their day was. When it comes to the guests, most are respectful and quiet, just using their Airbnb for accommodations while enjoying the city and its entertainment.

I sit on the sun lounge and watch a woman swim laps of the pool. Her smooth strokes slice through the water as she moves from one end to the other. I admire her technique because I’ve never been a swimmer. My goal at the pool is to laze by its side and read books, with the occasional dip into the water.

Oh, and I drink wine, which is why I have plastic wine glasses. I can use them around the pool without getting into trouble with our Body Corporate representation, who take it upon themselves to issue warnings for rule violations by the tenants.

Removing the towel, I lay it down over the sun lounge and move to the water's edge. I am starting to feel less self-conscious, mainly because only one other person exists in this moment. Putting my wine down on the pool's side, I place a toe into the water, testing the temperature. I step into the water using the steps and slowly lower myself down under the water. It's so cool, and I sigh. I can feel my body temperature reducing already.

Dropping my head under the water, I return to the surface as I lazily swim. I roll over to float on my back, looking up at the starry night sky and the twinkling fairy lights that hang overhead. Warm lights under the water around the inside wall of the pool create soft lighting in my blissfully quiet oasis.

I hear traffic in the ...