Jj Outer Banks Hot Tub Novels & Stories

“But there are perks. You’ll see.” Clara’s eyes lit up—always the first to latch onto something positive. “Perks? Like what?” she asked, leaning in. Sandra leaned back in her chair, a faint smirk playing at her lips. “There’s a hidden gem behind the tack room—an outdoor hot tub,” she said. “It was busted for ages, but maintenance finally got it working. Perfect for soaking sore muscles after a long shift.” Millie’s ears perked up. A hot tub? Under the stars, in the middle of nowhere? That sounded like exactly what she needed to melt the knots from her shoulders.

That's when we heard the knock at the gate… that shouldn’t be the handyman. Earlier, we'd called about the hot tub jets acting up—half excuse, half curiosity about the cute local guy the rental agent mentioned. John, broad-shouldered with tousled brown hair and a toolbox in hand. "Shit, he's here," Emily panted, but she didn't stop grinding. "Let him in. See what he thinks of this." I reached for the intercom buzzer without breaking rhythm, my voice breathy. "The door's open, John. Hot tub's out back. We're... testing it now."

He smiled at her. "Ladies first," Luke said, extending his hand towards the hot tub. Gabby stepped towards the tub and dipped her foot into the water. It was pleasantly warm. Gabby grabbed the handrail and descended the steps into the hot tub. The warm water enveloped her body as she entered it. Feeling its relaxing effects, Gabby rested her buttocks upon the tub seat. Now fully in the tub, the water level came to right above her breasts. She looked up at Luke, who stood by the tub, smiling at her.

“Jake is coming up with Amalia on Thursday. The plan is to leave pretty early on Friday morning. That reminds me, Maddie, we will be leaving no later than seven on Friday. Hopefully that isn’t too early.” Taking a sip of my drink, I looked over my glass at Jonathan. “That isn’t too early. I am usually up early, anyway. I will be there by 6:30. Just send me your address.” “Oh, Maddie! Make sure to bring a swimsuit. I know it sounds strange, but the hot tubs there are amazing.” Emma nearly yelled as she spoke. There was no way I would be wearing my swimsuit. Jonathan would recognize my tattoos immediately.

The main house was an L shape, not that you could tell from the front of the building, the other two buildings sat to the rear and the right, creating a square with a courtyard in the middle, although courtyard was an understatement. There was a swimming pool. An actual full sized swimming pool. “The pool isn’t heated so its emptied and closed off for the winter but the hot tub is kept running all year.” Tara informed pointing out a hot tub big enough to seat twenty. Off to the right, under an overhang from the upper floor of the main building was a seating area. A large grill sat along one wall, with tables, benches and chairs, it was as beautiful as the rest of the house, and no less impre

"Everyone has their kinks. Who are we to judge?" She then led them out of the party room, through the living room and kitchen, and onto the back patio. "And this is the pool area. Skinny dip or bathing suit, find a partner and have some fun, either way this is one of our most popular spots." She pointed off to the side of the house. "There's also a hot tub just around that corner surrounded by shrubs for privacy." Trevor walked out of the kitchen onto the back patio, tapping Darren's arms as he passed. "She's right about that. The pool is always full of fun things. And people."

Victoria asks me, pointing outside the window. Looking outside where Victoria points, she noticed the hot tub in the suite, on the balcony overlooking the beach. With the suite, had come a large balcony that gave you a wonderful view of the entire island beach, where you could sit and watch the scenery, or you could step into a hot tub that was right on the balcony, also looking out over the scenery. "Do you want to get in the Jacuzzi?" I ask Victoria. She nods, and answers me, "I've never gotten into a hot tub."

Then he waltzes into the bathroom. There's a hot tub in the center and a shower stall in the corner. There's enough space for an extended counter. Sparkling tile assaults his eyes until he dims the lights a little, setting the whole room in a soft glow. The Alpha turns on the hot tub, deciding to indulge rather than clean himself economically in the shower. The jets on the side turn on and fill the thing in less than a minute. Victor strips down and settles in between two of the bubbling streams. The warm water is magic on his aching muscles.

Mostly because I once muffled a moan against his shower tiles until an orgasm ripped out of me. Julian cut me a look from the corner of his eye. “I need something bigger than a bathtub,” he said flatly. “So I built an outdoor hot tub. More rewarding.” I shot up to my feet before I could stop myself, scanning the room like a detective on a mission. “Where?” With a tilt of his chin, he gestured toward a closed door. That was all I needed. I bolted and yanked it open. His backyard was hidden, almost secretive. A small garden wrapped around the side, framing what looked like a stone pool, dry for now, but clearly designed for sin.

He was probably driving his everyday car, a black Cadillac CTS. Ryker gave a low whistle. "Turo's a car guy." I shrugged. What I knew about a car was like comparing the Flintstone's vehicles to a rocket ship. I didn't even bother to act like I knew what Turo's cars were. I led Ryker out between the extended garage and the pergola at the back of the house. Turo's lap pool was covered and closed for the season. His eight-person hot tub though...that stayed open year round. The seating area was steps away from the built in outdoor grill and kitchen. Behind that was the changing rooms and bathrooms for his pool guests.