THE HOLE, part 6

Hailey had never heard Alexa’s voice before—the closest thing had been some gentle gasps of pleasure as the secretary had relaxed in the cool water while she had spied on her—and she already had to admit how beautiful and provocative it sounded. Knowing that the voyeurs would compare them even at that level, she swallowed her saliva and licked her lips before articulating her own voice in soft and defiant words.

“Why wouldn’t I?” Hailey said. “It’s my day.”

“Really?” Alexa swung her legs in the water gently as she tilted her head to one side, her eyes flashing. “I didn’t know you could make reservations to come to the hole. First time I have heard about it…”

Hailey noticed some resentment growing inside her at the secretary’s smart-ass attitude, but she kept that treacherous ebullience in check as she leaned forward to dip her hands into the water.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about, honey,” she commented calmly while caressing her legs, the evocative sound of wet skin on wet skin echoing in place “We’ve been doing this for a while now…”

“Sixty-three days, to be exact.” Alexa surprised Hailey with the fact before smiling mockingly. “That’s how long it took you to get up the guts to come here when I am, Hailey Walker.”

The waitress felt that as a punch in the stomach, but only her eyes narrowed a little showed how much it had annoyed her. The other blonde had just called her a coward, and she was not the type of girl to let such attacks go unanswered.

“So this was all some sort of trap?” She pointed one of her wet fingers at Alexa. “You put on that Sundae to provoke me to come down here, didn’t you?”

“It worked, right?” the secretary replied.

“So it seems,” Hailey hissed. “But tell me something, Alexa Carter, because I see a certain inconsistency in your argument.” She leaned forward. “In these sixty-three days, why didn’t you come down to meet me when I was here? Wouldn’t you be the one who has no guts, huh?”

On the other side of the pool, Alexa also bent her body forward. In her blue eyes, Hailey could see that she’d struck a nerve, but the other blonde had as good a poker face as she herself had, arrogance and confidence quickly masking any signs of weakness.

“Perhaps I was finding this little ritual of ours entertaining.” Alexa shrugged. “Or are you going to deny that you enjoyed watching me from that fourth floor window, Hailey?”

“Like you haven’t been staring obsessively at me from your window on the third floor, Alexa,” the waitress countered. “Did you enjoy the view, girl?”

“Not as much as you enjoyed the view when I was here, sweetheart.” Alexa looked up at the blinds and curtains. “Just like the rest of the peeping toms in this building.”

Hailey couldn’t believe how cocky Alexa was, so she took another good look at that body she bragged so much about to see if it was as overrated as she wanted to think it was. Somehow, the other blonde’s curves seemed sharper, plumper after the oral dispute. She herself felt that her own breasts and even her mons pubis were now more swollen than they had been minutes before, the tight spandex constricting them under the gaze of the neighborhood and her rival. The question that invaded Hailey’s head was which of them was really bigger, firmer, hotter where it counted, so that suddenly the few steps that separated her from Alexa seemed too long.

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