Hotel pt. 3

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Walking out in a pink bikini, Izzy gave her girlfriend a small smile. “Alright, I’m ready to relax,” she said with a chuckle, checking the other girl out when she saw her in a yellow one piece. “Aren’t you cute?” she asked with a smile, walking over to her and giving her a small kiss.

“Thanks,” she said softly, putting her hair up in a ponytail before grabbing a towel and a couple bottles of water. “Let’s go,” Clary said with a nod. They made their way out of the hotel room and went out to the pool hand in hand, the temperature already high and the sun in full force, perfect for a pool day. They chose a couple of chairs and went to lay down, enjoying the quiet for as long as it would last.

There was only a couple other people at the pool besides them, one swimming laps and a couple that were laying across the pool from them. Just perfect.

Clary put on her sunglasses so she could people watch without them knowing while Izzy worked on her tan, her eyes focusing first on the woman in the pool. She was swimming back and forth from one side of the pool to the other for a little while before she started to slow down, though she didn’t look winded. She swam at this slower pace for a couple more minutes before she finally stopped and swam over to the shallow end, sitting on the stairs that lead into the pool. She looked around for a moment and when seemingly content that no one was looking at her, Clary watched her grab herself over her bathing suit bottom. Oh, Clary thought, she has to pee.

She looked at the hotel before back at the pool, obviously trying to make a choice. Was she going to walk all the way back to her room just to go to the bathroom? After a couple of minutes Clary got her answer. The girl leaned back on her forearms and sighed contently as she closed her eyes. To anyone that saw her now, it just looked like she was enjoying the sunshine. But Clary knew the truth, that she was really releasing her bladder into the pool. She laid like that for about thirty seconds before shifting back to sitting normally, splashing her crotch with water before jumping back in and going back to her laps.

Clary took a long sip from her water bottle and closed her eyes, still not believing what she saw. Outside of her girlfriend, she’s never really seen another person pee in public. Well… once. Back in college, something she hadn’t thought about in years.

Her freshman year, she saw a girl walking from class back to her dorm. Acting a little odd and rushed, Clary followed her through the small woods between the classrooms and the dorms just to make sure she was okay. Keeping her distance, the girl didn’t spot her as she looked around to make sure she was alone. Clary carefully hid behind a tree as she watched, in shock, as the other woman put down her bag and looked around again. Hiking up her dress, the stranger squatted and pulled her panties to the side not a moment too soon before a hard stream shot out of her, wetting the dirt under her. She had never seen anyone so desperate to pee before, it was fascinating. She watched her shake off and fix her clothes before walking off, obviously more relaxed now. Clary walked over to where she had been and saw a puddle that hadn’t quite soaked in yet, still amazed. Wow, she really had to go huh? She wondered what it was like to be that desperate, to have to go so bad that you break down and pee behind a tree on campus.

She took another sip from her water bottle as she opened her eyes, hearing the girl of the couple say that she had to go to the bathroom in a low voice to her boyfriend. “Just go in the pool,” he told her and Clary perked up.

“No! That’s disgusting,” she pouted, but looked around. “What if someone sees?”

“No one is going to see. No one here is paying attention to you,” he assured.

“Fine, then you go too.”

“Don’t have to. I can use the water bottle,” he teased with a smirk, shaking the empty water bottle in her face.

She sighed, standing up. “Fine.” She jumped in the water but turned her back to Clary, facing where her boyfriend was still sitting. She was turning red as she reached down before scooting over just slightly. She had positioned herself in front of a jet and pulled her bathing suit bottom to the side a little, trying to make it easier for her to go. Clary looked from her to the boyfriend who had opened up the water bottle and looked straight at Clary to make sure she and Izzy weren’t looking at him. He reached down and pulled his soft dick out and pointed it into the opening of the water bottle, letting loose a clear stream into the plastic. He must have been holding it a while, Clary observed, since he was still going after his girlfriend got out of the pool. He completely filled the water bottle as Clary finished her own, starting to feel the pressure building in her lower half. Fuck, she was going to have to pee soon too. She really didn’t want to get up and jump into the pool, as fun as that would be. But she wasn’t sure what kind of options she’d have besides that.

She turned around and noticed there was a potted tree right behind her, and a thought went through her mind. She turned around in the lounge chair, pulling her bathing suit to the side before pulling down the plastic slots that were in the chair.

Clary took a deep sigh before starting to let go, at first just a weak stream that only got onto the chair and the ground behind her. Quickly it picked up, going straight through the chair and into the dirt of the plant. She bit her lip to keep herself from sighing out loud, but it felt so good. And so freeing. To just go when she needed to go, no need to go all the way back inside to pee. Right as she finished she turned her head slightly to see Izzy staring at her, obviously having watched everything she just did.

“Aww, did someone have to use the bathroom?” she teased, amused. Clary turned as red as her hair, covering herself back up and turning around quickly.

“Shut up,” she grumbled.