Damn, I hate to put dates and years in a story. It makes me feel so old. But it’s pertinent to know that in 1972 “political correctness” was not really on the national agenda.  During that time in the larger cities, one of the big promotions for apartment complexes was to go “Single”. In other words, an apartment complex would cater to the single crowd. Married people were not allowed to lease an apartment and anyone planning to be married would be asked to leave prior to their nuptial date. (This is something that an apartment complex can no longer do because of discrimination and political correctness).

I had the fortunate chance to live in one of these complexes in Denver, Colorado for about a year and a half. It was a great place for a single guy to live! As I recall there were about 400 apartments in “The Village Green” as it was called and about 750 residents. The ratio was about 45% guys and 55% girls and the “Green” as we called it, catered to a single’s lifestyle. Aside from great apartments and sheltered or underground parking, there were tennis courts, four outdoor pools, one indoor pool, racquet ball courts, and a host of other activities that any guy or gal could want. The main clubhouse had separate weight rooms, separate locker rooms, separate saunas, and one large communal whirlpool.

The management was always sponsoring dances and parties every Friday and Saturday nights at the main clubhouse. The entrance was either free by showing your Apartment ID or dirt-cheap. The drinks at the bar were a lot cheaper than you could get at any regular bar and there was always a crowd of residents at the clubhouse at the weekends. If that wasn’t to your liking, many of the residents would be having their own parties, (usually BYOB) in the courtyard or near the pools around the complex.

On one weekend, a company named Hublin asked the Village management if they could host a free party for the residents to get an opinion on their new bottled pre-mixed drinks. They said that the party would be open to the first 200 residents to sign up and during the party, Hublin employees would circulate and ask the opinions of the partygoers on their new product; sort of a test market survey.  The weekend just happened to fall on one of those holiday weekends (Memorial Day I think) where so many of the residents were out of town. Only about 100 people signed up but the party went on as planned.

I remember that Hublin had really did the party up right and had at least 60 or 70 cases of their 2 quart bottled drinks; more than enough for everyone to get very smashed. Remember that this was in the 70’s and the pre-mixed drinks were not things like Mudslides, and the like. The bottles were filled with drinks such as screwdrivers, Tom Collins and Harvey Wall-bangers. All in all, the pre-mixed drinks were pretty potent, and it wasn’t long before all the guests of the party were feeling no pain. When I drink several types of drinks with different types of booze in them, I don’t get dead drunk, I get sick. Once I started feeling pretty high, I thought it best if I lay off the sauce and try to work the alcohol out of my system. I slipped out of the party and went down to the men’s weight room there in the clubhouse. 

I didn’t have a suit with me, so I just took off all my clothes, put them in a locker and got into the steam sauna. After about 20 minutes of relaxing while the steam made me sweat, I was feeling pretty good. I got out, took a cold shower and thought that a nice relaxing whirlpool would feel great.  As I said before, the only thing in the exercise area in the clubhouse that was communal was the whirlpool. It was located in a room right between the men’s showers and the women’s showers.  There was a door at each entrance and a sliding lock on the inside of each door. If you were a woman wanting privacy and/or to whirlpool in the nude, you just locked the men’s door while you were in there. The same if you were a bashful man. 

I grabbed a towel from the stack that was sitting in the locker room, and I was off to the whirlpool. I just strolled through the door to the whirlpool, and I had one foot in the water before I looked up and saw a lady sitting on the far side of the whirlpool. The balled-up towel instinctively went to cover my private parts as I rose back out of the pool stammering; “Excuse me, I didn’t see you there. I’ll come back after you’ve finished.” As I was turning to the exit, she said; “No, stop. You can get in.  It doesn’t bother me.”  I just turned around and looked at her saying, “Ok, but I don’t have a suit.”  “Me neither” she replied smiling.   I couldn’t really see she was missing a suit too because of the rising bubbles of the whirlpool. I just sort of eased my way back down in the water as I put my towel on the floor next to the tub.

I sat there, neck deep in that churning water and looked over at her. We were on opposite sides of this very large Jacuzzi that was about 15 feet on each side. I’m sure that it could have held at least 25 people easily.  All I could see of her was her head and the very top of her shoulders but somehow, this nice petite blond looked very familiar. I knew it was going to sound like a well used “pick-up” line, but I just had to say, “Excuse me, but you look so familiar, have we met somewhere before?”   She just smiled at me and said, “With all the bubbles and the whirlpool jets, I can hardly hear you. Why don’t you come over here (she pointed to a spot next to her) So I can hear what your saying.”

I stood up in the waist deep water and slowly made my way over to the spot she had pointed to. It was in a corner of the whirlpool where the two benches came together. She was on one corner and I was on the other, but when I sat down, I could feel that our knees would occasionally touch. She just looked at me and said, “There, that’s better. We haven’t ever been formally introduced but I’m your next-door neighbor. I live in the apartment right next to you. My name’s Anna.” With that she extended her hand. I took it, and slowly shook it, saying, and “Nice to meet you Anna, my name’s Bill.  Now I remember seeing you going in and out of your apartment. There’s another girl living there to, isn’t there?”  Anna explained the other girl was her roommate, Marlene. They had been friends for quite some time and about 6 months ago they decided to go together and rent an apartment here at the “Village” because they thought they might have a little more excitement.

Anna was a corporate secretary, and Marlene was a real estate agent for a Denver realtor. Anna and I talked for a while about common stuff such as our jobs and the atmosphere here living at the village. The water was warm, soothing, and comfortable but suddenly the jets and the bubbles stopped.  Anna said, “Hell, the timer ended. I’ll go reset it.” I glanced down in the now still water and had forgot that neither one of us had swimsuits.

As Anna got out of the water I noticed a very nice tight figure. Her breasts were small but looked very firm and small nipples and aureoles about the size of a quarter. I figured about 32b. She was about 5 foot 2 inches and a very nice figure. She had a nice firm ass and after she reset the timer and walked back to the pool, there was no doubt left in my mind that Anna was a totally natural blond. I could see her nice pink pussy lips slightly puckering in a sparse thatch of blond pubic hair. She lowered herself back down in the water, a little closer this time so our knees were constantly touching. I was thankful that the bubbles had started again as they were hiding a raging hard-on that I had developed the moment Anna had gotten out of the water.

I looked at Anna and asked her; “So why is such a beautiful looking lady like you sitting in the whirlpool at 10:30 at night instead of out on the town with some good-looking guy? Or, better yet, why aren’t you at the party upstairs?”  Anna just sort of leaned back and shrugged down on the bench. (This made the whole side of her thigh rub up and rest against mine, making my hard-on even more “unbearable”.) “I was supposed to have a date tonight but I guess I got stood up. Marlene said that her boyfriend was coming over tonight and he was bringing a friend. We were going to have a barbeque in the courtyard.  When her friend showed up tonight, he told us that his friend was called into work and couldn’t make it.  We had our barbecue and then Marlene and he basically side-lined me.” 

“I see.” I said. “So, Marlene and her boyfriend are out on the town leaving you all alone.”

“Actually, Marlene and Kevin are up in the apartment screwing each other’s brains out.  Since I don’t like to be a “third wheel” nor do I like to sit on the couch listening to all the humping sounds coming from her bedroom, I’m down here.”  I just slightly chuckled and said, “so are you down her often?”   She smiled at me and said, “More that you know! Marlene has a lot of boyfriends, and she loves to fuck every one of them.  Guys are drawn to her big tits like iron to a magnet.  So, Bill, why are you down here and not chasing some big, boobed girl?” I explained to her that I had been to the party upstairs and after feeling a little drunk from the free booze, I thought I’d come down here to sweat some of the alcohol out. Then I looked at her and said: “Besides, Anna, I not always drawn to big tits. I kind of like the small ones.”

Anna just looked at me and said, “I wish I had more. I’m to small.” After making that statement she stood up and straddled my legs, pushing her tits near my face. “See, their joust too small!” I took one long look at those pretty tits of hers, glistening from the water they just came from, and leaned my head to her, kissing her right nipple. All the sudden, I pulled my head back and said, “I can’t believe I just did that.. I’m sorry!” Anna just laughed and sat back down on her seat, placing her leg against mine again. Smiling, she said; “Don’t worry, I sort of encouraged you when I stuck my tits in your face.” She still had a big grin as she continued; “you really like them?” I told her that they were beautiful, and I loved their firmness. I even said that the sight of them got me a little “turned-on” She again smiled a big broad smile and said; “I could tell. I felt your cock against my leg when I straddled you.”

I could tell that she was choosing her words carefully as she slightly leaned her head back and took in a deep breath and said, “you want to know a deep, dark secret? I came down her to get off.” I must have had a puzzling look on my face, so she reached and took my hand. With her hand she guided my hand between her legs. As she held my hand there, she said; “Do you feel that jet of water?  I come down to the whirlpool and sit here and let the jet get me off.  Perverted, isn’t it.”  She removed her hand, but I didn’t remove mine. My hand was still high between her thighs just a scant few millimeters from her sweet pussy.

She continued by saying, “I just couldn’t help it tonight, I guess. I just thought how nice it would have been to be in Marlene’s place. I got horny.”  Anna took my hand and pushed it up against her pussy. She just looked at me with eyes that were almost pleading, saying; “Help me get off.”  She didn’t have to say another word. My middle finger found her hole, slick with her juices, and slide deep into her cunt. My thumb played first with her soft cashmere-like blond pubic hair until it separated to top of her pussy lips to find her clit. Anna arched backwards spreading her legs more, closed her eyes and slowly inhaled deeply, saying, “Oh yes, that feels so good.”  

I couldn’t believe that I was sitting in a whirlpool finger fucking the most beautiful blond I’ve seen years. I wouldn’t have traded the experience for anything.  Anna’s beauty was overwhelming, and I couldn’t help but finally started kissing her as I fingered that sweet twat.  Her lips parted and our tongues searched and found each others. Her kisses were electrifying and as my fingers worked harder, she started to squirm. I had two fingers in her now, rubbing up and down her pussy walls. She finally stared arching her back and I felt my fingers being squeezed as her pussy contracted against them. She was cumming,  and cumming hard.

My fingers slid out of her and she rested back against the whirlpool wall to catch her breath. As her arms went up to hook the sides of the pool behind her, Anna’s beautiful tits came out of the water. She tilted her head back to rest and to recover. I came close to her again and took a nipple into my mouth, sucking it while taking the other between my fingers and gently twisting and pulling on it..