Chapter 2

An evening at the Poolside

The sun hung low in the sky, casting a warm golden glow across the hotel pool. The water sparkled like jewels, and the scent of sunscreen mixed with the faint smell of grilled food drifting from the poolside bar. It was the perfect way for both of us to unwind and enjoy a moment of peace.

Clare, her belly swollen with the weight of her pregnancy, sat on a lounger near the pool, a bright red sun hat perched on her head She wore a very small Bikini , the bottoms were almost lost in her ass and they were barely containing her very full swollen camel toe curtesy of Jax a few hours earlier , the top was equally unsuited to restrain her huge tits and only just covered her enlarged nipples, some might consider it obscene or at least inappropriate for a family hotel pool, Clare loved it and the attention it had gained her since arriving at the pool, The looks were either approving or disapproving, the Life guards all seemed to spend a lot of time not watching the swimmers and a lot of time gazing at Clare. Her ginger hair cascaded down her chest in soft waves, shining in the afternoon sun.

Despite being heavily pregnant, Clare was the picture of radiance. She had insisted that we take a trip to the pool after their afternoon delight with Jax rather than heading back to the theme park and do more rides.

Clare stretched her legs out on the lounger, rubbing her belly with a contented sigh. “You know,” she said, turning to me with a mischievous smile, “this whole pregnancy thing has its perks.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Oh, really? Like what?”

Clare’s lips curved upward into a playful grin. “Well, I do get to relax all day while you worry about me. But most importantly…” she trailed off, glancing across the pool, “It just makes flirting feel so much more exciting.”

Mark’s gaze followed Clare’s, landing on the trio of lifeguards stationed near the deep end, their whistle chains glinting in the sun. Three young men, each with varying shades of tan and confidence that seemed to match the perfect weather. Clare’s eyes sparkled as she watched them for a moment, then turned back to Mark.

“Flirting? Are you serious?” I chuckled, with a light and teasing tone. I had always loved Clare’s playful side. Even at eight months pregnant, her confidence hadn’t waned.

“Of course,” Clare said, leaning back on her chair with an exaggerated stretch, making sure the lifeguards noticed. She then adjusted her sunglasses and smiled flirtatiously. “I mean, they are just so handsome.”

I couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of my extremely pregnant wife so effortlessly commanding the attention of the trio. The lifeguards had caught her gaze and smiled back, exchanging knowing glances among themselves. Clare was a natural, no doubt about it, and I could tell they were enjoying the attention.

She raised her hand and waved slightly, a subtle yet deliberate gesture, before letting her fingers trace the edge of her cocktail glass. “Maybe they’ll offer me a towel… or perhaps a special pregnancy discount on poolside service?”

I shook my head in amusement but couldn’t hide the grin spreading across my face. “You’re incorrigible,” I said, laughing softly.

Clare gave a little giggle of her own, her laughter ringing out like music. She knew exactly how to charm people, and the lifeguards were no exception. One of them, a tall guy with sun-kissed skin and a pair of dark aviator sunglasses, walked over to us. He was just close enough for Clare to catch his attention, but not too close to make things awkward.

“Hey there,” he said, his voice smooth and casual. “Can I get you another drink, or maybe bring you some fresh towels?”

Clare leaned forward, resting her hand on her belly. “That sounds lovely. But…” She paused for dramatic effect. “I was actually wondering… do you do private swim lessons for expectant mothers? I think I’d be really good at it.” She winked.

The lifeguard smiled, clearly flustered, as he fumbled with his whistle chain. “Uh, well, we don’t offer that… but we can bring you a little extra shade or maybe—”

Clare interrupted, shaking her head. “No, no. I think you misunderstand. I’m very good in the water, I just need a… personal coach.” She let the suggestion hang in the air.

I couldn’t help but chuckle at the lifeguard’s discomfort. The guy gave a nervous laugh and nodded before walking away quickly, glancing back at Clare over his shoulder.

As the lifeguards went back to their posts, Clare relaxed back onto her lounge chair, sipping her drink. I leaned in, brushing a soft kiss against her temple. “So, what’s your plan?” I murmured.

Clare’s eyes softened as she looked at me, her heart full. “I hoping I can tempt all three of them to take me somewhere secluded and make me air tight” she said. “It’s this baby it’s just making me super horny ” I smiled, “well the pool area will be closing in about ten minutes so if you want them to do something you will need to move fast as they will be ending their shifts”

Clare’s hand found its way to her belly again, and she sighed contentedly, watching the water ripple under the light breeze. The pool area was empty; the last family was picking up its things and leaving. She stood up and walked along the side of the pool and slipped and fell sideways into the pool with a slight scream and large splash as she hit the water, this obviously caught the attention of the three life guards who wasted no time, jumping into the pool and swimming to her aid (she didn’t need any she had won state championship swimming medals in her youth).

She flailed about a little and swallowed some water to make it look realistic and within a few seconds Jason the tallest had reached her and got his hands and arms under her and steadied her in the water , the other two also got to her sides a second or two later, I could see from pool side they were helping keep upright but they were all also getting in a cheeky squeeze of her huge swollen tits and ass and I’m fairly sure Taz had also cupped her pussy at one point as they helped her to the pool side.

“I feel a little light headed boys” Clare murmured

“Don’t worry ma’am we will take you to the first aid room and check you over” Jason said as they carried her towards the pool bar area, the bar was open to the elements, it had a set of toilets and changing rooms and behind those was the door with a sign reading first aid room. Taz unlocked the door and the lights blinked on, the room was about 12ft square , it had no windows and was quite the private chamber, the perimeter of the room had various cabinets and lockers, there was a medical bed in the middle with rubber covered mattress on it, the type that could be adjusted in height or the back or foot raised and lowered with controller, the boys never missed a beat and placed my wife on the bed very gently, I closed the door behind us.

“Okay why don’t you lay back and let Mike take your vitals, “said Jason

Mike had opened a drawer and pulled out a few medical implements, and proceeded to check my wife’s pulse and blood pressure, I began wondering at this point if there was actually anything wrong and maybe the fall was genuine, Mike seemed to know what he was doing.

“Pulse is quick and pressure is a little high but not dangerous; did you hit your head or anything else when you fell?” Mike asked putting the monitor away.

“No, I think I just got up too quickly or maybe I had too much to drink, I did swallow a lot of water” Clare replied

“But if my heart its beating very fast?