Alan smiled and politely declined. “That’s much appreciated, but I have plans after dinner, I’m meeting some friends. But thanks so much for the dinner, it’s been a wonderful evening.”
Caterina leaned in and put her chin on her palm. “Anytime,” she winked. Lisa looked around the restaurant for the waiter to get the check. Shoot me now, she thought.
Lisa was going to stay with her mom in her room at the Marriott, but now was so annoyed with her that she thought maybe she should just go home. But she swallowed her anger and walked back to the hotel with Caterina. She knew her mom had had a tough divorce, and she did deserve to have her fun. Lisa wished her mom could push pause once in a while when they were together.
The two got back to the hotel room. It was a suite with a king sized bed on the 14th floor, with nice views of downtown. Lisa had brought a small bag and had packed a bathing suit; she was excited to use the hotel pool and jacuzzi. She asked Caterina if she would join her at the pool, but her mom wanted to order some tea for the room and relax a bit instead.
“You go ahead,” Caterina said, slipping out of her dress. “I may go out later, so I don’t want to re-do my hair and makeup.”
Lisa nodded as she scanned her mom’s body. She had on a black bra and black lace panties. Lisa often looked at her mom as a way of looking into her own future, a way to glimpse how she might look in 24 years. Her mom was well put-together and took good care of herself. She showed the usual signs of midlife: her breasts drooped lower, and she had some cellulite on her legs, but overall she could pass for someone ten years younger.
Caterina turned around and caught Lisa staring, lost in thought. “Estás bien, mi vida?” she smiled as she asked. Lisa broke out of her stupor. “Of course.” She started to change into her bikini while her mom called room service.
A bikini-clad Lisa went to the bathroom to brush her teeth. She heard room service knock on the door and her mom answering. There was some quiet chatter going on for a while. What’s taking so long to deliver tea, she wondered. Spitting out and rinsing, Lisa opened the door. There was her mom, now topless, talking to the hotel employee, a young man of maybe twenty years in black pants and a white dress shirt.
Caterina finished a sentence and laughed, touching the man on the arm. She saw him look over his shoulder toward Lisa and said, “Oh, there’s my daughter now! This is Lisa. Lisa, this is Benjamin. He goes to Polytechnic.” She put her arms on Lisa’s shoulders.
“Nice to meet you,” Benjamin said sheepishly, unsure what was happening.
“Isn’t she beautiful?” Caterina went on. She squeezed her daughter. Lisa felt her boobs push together.
“Yes, you’re both, um, you both are,” Benjamin stuttered. Slack jawed, Lisa could see the outline of a massive hard-on in his tight black pants. She snapped out of her surprise.
“MOM,” she said. “Let’s let him get back to his job, all right? Thank you, Benjamin,” Lisa said.
“Of course,” Benjamin smiled nervously. He began to make his way to the door.
“Wait, honey!” Caterina called out. Benjamin stopped and turned, not sure what to expect from the half-naked Latina.
“Your tip,” she said, stuffing a bill into his breast pocket. “Thank you,” she smiled.
“Um, thanks,” he stuttered again, and left.
Caterina stared at the door a moment, then turned around. “Wasn’t he cute?”
Lisa’s red face transitioned from embarrassed to fuming mad. “Mom, what the fuck?!”
“What? What did I do?”
“What did you do?? You’re talking to the room service guy topless! That could have been anybody!”
“Oh relax, honey, I knew who it was. My tits needed to breathe. I have a right to be topless in my own room. Besides, he’ll never forget that, I bet,” she laughed.
Lisa wasn’t amused. “And what’s with trying to pimp me out to him? I don’t appreciate being put in that position. I’m in a bikini and I don’t want some random guy studying me when I’m expecting PRIVACY.”
Caterina got closer to Lisa. “Oh honey, I just thought you’d like to meet him. You seem kind of unhappy lately, that’s all.”
“That’s not your problem, mommy,” Lisa barked back. “First of all, whether I’m happy or not doesn’t always have to do with boys. Just stay out of my fucking love life and stop hitting on my friends! Can’t you be a normal mother for once?”
Caterina’s face tightened up. She got to within a centimeter of Lisa’s face. They were so close, her mom’s naked nipples were touching Lisa’s boobs.
“How dare you,” she said sternly. “Do not talk to your mother that way. I’ve done nothing wrong, you just need to lighten up. I’m trying to HELP you, so stop being ungrateful.”
“I don’t need your help, mom!”
“Oh what, so you’ll just go through life unhappy, with a boyfriend who treats you like you’re stupid, never giving other guys a chance? You want to be lonely all your life?” Caterina yelled.
“That’s MY problem, mom,” Lisa retorted. “It’s not your business, and yeah, if I want to be alone, then I will. Not everything is about men and penises! And please, leave Jason out of it. Just because one of us is in a relationship doesn’t mean you have to be a bitch.” Lisa felt a tinge of regret after those words escaped her lips, but she stood firm.
“Some relationship!” Caterina yelled. “He’s toxic, he never visits, he talks to you like you’re stupid, and he spends all his time playing video games. I’d rather be alone and happy than with someone who makes me miserable!!”
Looking at her mom, whose face was angry and stern. Lisa began to tear up. She took a moment to see how silly they looked, two half-naked women in each other’s faces like an umpire and a manager at a baseball game arguing a bad call. But this wasn’t baseball. Her mom’s words hurt.
Struggling to speak and choking back tears, Lisa half-whispered, “I’m going to the pool.” She backed away, threw on a t-shirt and flip flops, grabbed her key card and phone and left the room. Lisa tried not to cry in the hallway. She just wanted to relax.
When she got to the indoor pool, Lisa felt calmer. It was nearly empty, just one couple and another woman. She found a chair, took off her t-shirt and draped it on the chair, and laid her things on the nearby table so they were within view. She looked at her phone – it was 10 p.m.
Walking toward the jacuzzi, Lisa could feel the gaze of the nearby boyfriend, and, she was pretty sure, his girlfriend. She felt subconscious as her ass jiggled slightly in and out of her tight bikini bottom. She turned on the jets of the jacuzzi and lowered herself into the warm, bubbling water.
Tilting her head back, she let out a long exhale and closed her eyes. Fucking bitch, she thought, still stewing over her mother. But as the jets massaged her supple skin, Lisa began to relax, and her anger dissipated. It was just a fight. Sometimes they fought, like sisters. And Lisa had empathy for her mom. Her dad was not the easiest man to be married to, and he cheated a few times that she knew of. She was entitled to her fun. Lisa just wished she could lighten up, like her mother said, but she often felt like she had to be the adult in the family.
Eventually, Lisa opened her eyes. The three other patrons had left. Another hotel worker, a young Black woman clad in the same white shirt and black pants as Benjamin, was picking up towels and arranging the chairs. She caught Lisa’s glance and said hello.
“Hi,” Lisa said. “Is the pool closing?”
“Not until 11:30, sweetie,” said the woman.
Lisa nodded. She realized she had been in the jacuzzi for a while and her skin was starting to wrinkle. She got out and walked over to the pool to cool off.
Entering from the stairs in the shallow end, Lisa shivered a bit as the water reached her midsection. She could feel her pussy tighten up a bit after feeling so relaxed in the hot tub. Equally sensitive were her nipples, but she submerged herself and swam a couple of laps before pausing to rest in the deep end.
“Let me know if you need anything,” said the woman. Lisa got a better look at her now. She had medium-dark skin, large brown eyes, and her hair was pulled back. The woman’s figure was similar to Caterina’s – wide hips, large bosom, well-proportioned. Lisa wasn’t sure of this woman’s age, though. She looked like she could be anywhere between 20 and 45.
“Thank you,” Lisa smiled. The woman smiled back. “I like your bikini, by the way,” she said with a smile.
“Oh, thank you,” Lisa replied with a smile. “I got it at Target, believe it or not.”
“Oh I believe it,” said the woman. “I’ve found some great deals there. Wouldn’t rely on them for everything, but sometimes I find something perfect.”
“Exactly,” said Lisa. Something about this woman’s demeanor was so warm and relaxing. Perhaps it was just the change in mood from her earlier argument with her mom. “And if I don’t find clothes, I can always get a family pack of gummies,” she joked.
The woman giggled. “I LOVE gummies, especially the sour ones. I eat those like it’s nobody’s business!”
The two laughed. The door to the pool area opened and a man, probably her boss, addressed her. “Hey, Charlotte, can you cover the front desk for a few minutes?”
“Sure, be right there,” she replied, then turned to Lisa. “Gotta go. If you need something, there’s a house phone right over there,” she said, pointing to a phone on a wall.
“Thank you,” Lisa replied. Charlotte left, and Lisa got out of the pool and walked to her chair. She picked up her phone. There were some messages from her mom.
“Hola mi vida,” the message read. “I love you. I’m sorry for what I said. What makes you happy, makes me happy.”
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