THE HOLE, part 8

“Do you really think you’re harder than me? she almost whispered, trying to buy time to clear her head.

“I think it’s pretty obvious, don’t you?” Alexa said, her voice slightly vibrating with what sounded like nervousness. Her eyes fell unabashedly on Hailey’s breasts, and the waitress didn’t waste half a second getting a good look at Alexa’s pair.

“Doesn’t look that way to me at all,” Hailey mumbled, even as she watched her rival’s nipples continue to toughen under the spandex. In response, she again felt a hardening throbbing in her own sexual rods.

“So keep looking, girl, because this Sundae is tight enough for you to see clearly how outmatched you’re getting,” Alexa grunted.

“My Sundae, you mean. I should be the only one wearing this white spandex,” Hailey spat out as she looked up and down at the secretary. “How did you know…?”

“Easy. I just had to smile a little and lean over the front desk of the building and the doorman let me take a look at your package before you picked it up. That’s the advantage of having a nice cleavage to show off,” Alexa confessed. “Then I just had to make a same-day order, and here we are.”

Hailey gritted her teeth, unable to believe what the other blonde had done just so she could provoke her today. Her first instinct was to run out to the doorman and gouge his eyes out, but then she realized something.

“You know what, Alexa?” she said with a smile. “I’m glad you both did that, because then today we’re both here in the exact same swimsuit. There’s no better way to show you and all the neighbors who’s bigger, who’s firmer…” Again, her eyes fell on the other chest. “And who’s harder…”

“Stop talking shit,” Alexa growled and, to Hailey’s surprise, made the first move, sliding slowly into the pool. “I’m sick and tired of your insinuations, honey.”

“And I’ve had enough of you.” Hailey slowly entered the pool, the cold water instantly making her skin bristle. She knew, however, that most of the shivering was not due to the low water temperature, and the mere act of entering that arena of water with her nemesis seemed to double the hardness of her nipples. Following her instincts, Hailey bent down to sink fully into the pool, and when she emerged with a rush of water, she felt somehow renewed. Running her hands through the golden strands, she stared at Alexa before shaking her soaked hair in a spectacle of wet femininity.

“Nice show,” Alexa said sarcastically, looking down at her drenched body with contempt just before she did the same. The waitress watched the secretary coming immediately out of the water almost in slow motion, her silky hair glistening in the retreating afternoon sun with crystal-like water, her spandex somehow tighter now that it was soaking wet.

“Yeah, nice show, sweetheart,” Hailey hissed dismissively. placing her hands on her hips, right where the water reached her, just like Alexa’s. “Now what?”

“I entered the pool first,” her foe replied. “Now it’s your turn to move.”

Hailey bit her lower lip, and looked back and forth across the small pool. On one side was the deepest part, where they would barely make footing; on the other, the water was barely a few inches deep. After a few seconds, she opted for the middle way, the most direct, where the water was still at the level of her hips.

“Let’s meet in the middle of the pool.” Her voice came out as a whisper, as if it didn’t want to resonate too much in the hole.

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