Poolside Romp - Part 1
Solo session turns to a wet encounter with my personal concierge.
From my cabin verandah at the exclusive spa retreat in the Hollywood Hills, I watched the security guard check the pool area and shut the gates. I knew they weren’t locked, despite the sign which stated the pool closed at 9:30pm sharp. I’d been for a couple of midnight swims in my first few days and on all my other secret solo swims, there were no more passes by the guards. The retreat was based on a large lot of land, we...