Get even

Having no retort to Jason's words, the girls watched Jason swim away with Jenny without either of them glancing back at them even once. Feeling fully envious of the treatment Jenny was receiving, they looked in the direction of their own men, who were cheerfully playing on the other side of the pool oblivious to what had happened and apparently their existence. Almost simultaneously they let out a disappointed sigh as they accepted the reality before them. It wasn't until one of the men noticed Jenny and Jason going to a slightly more secluded area of the pool, that his eyes shifted from them to where his own wife was sitting. This person, the first person who felt that something might be off, was of course George, who was the most sensitive to these things.

When he noticed Sophia's expression and her eyes that were focused in the direction of where Jenny and Jason seemed to be enjoying themselves, he started to feel that something was wrong. When he turned to the side to look at the other two women, that feeling was strengthened. With his elbow and a tap on the shoulder, he asked for the attention of the other two men who were still in their own bubble. "What is it Georgie?" Nick asked with an unsuspecting, bright smile. On that started to fade when he and Harry followed the direction George was pointing with their eyes towards where their own wives were sitting. The atmosphere surrounding that space was a loud enough hint for them to know that they too should probably find their partners instead of spending all their time goofing around. After wishing each other good luck, they too swam over to the other side of the pool and found their match.

When Jenny and Jason reached one of the edges of the pool, Jason leaned against the tile wall with his back before pulling Jenny towards him for a hug in the water. He held on just tight enough to prevent Jenny from drifting away as she partially floated on the surface of the water but with enough space for her to turn around to face him if she pleased. In this part of the pool and in this very position, where they could enjoy the refreshing coldness of the water with the part of the body that was submerged as well as the warmth of the sun shining down on the parts of their body that were above the water, they leisured around. Where Jenny had started with her back towards Jason, her head resting against his chest, it didn't take long for her to try to flip herself over to actually spend time with Jason instead of just sunbathing against him.

When Jason noticed her struggles and what she was trying to do, he helped her turn around with a chuckle. "What was that all about silly?" He asked with the laugh from before clearly still present in his voice. With a clumsy wink and while trying to readjust by putting her arms around Jason's neck for support she said, "Well, I was thinking 'What's the use of me being here if I am not going to spend my time talking or looking at the handsome face behind my back." Jason started laughing at Jenny's wink that he couldn't resist laughing at no matter what and her pickup line like words.

Then he asked, "Since when have you started flirting like that? Though that winking of yours could still use some practice but your words are on par with our former playboy Nick." Jenny responded with, "Yeah well, it would have been but your son is giving me just as much of a hard time as his father does at times. So, I couldn't make that spin. Making my smooth move turn into a cry for help." Jason started laughing more and more with each of Jenny's remarks and sentences, causing him to plead for mercy as he grabbed the side of his trained off stomach. Through his laughs he said, "O-okay...Okay, stop it. I can't take anymore."

Jenny, who was of course enjoying Jason's reaction to the fullest, decided to use this moment to get even with him. She had asked their son for help and he had delivered. Though it was in a way she hadn't expected, she had said to outwit him. Joking around and making him laugh is a way of outwitting indeed. The difficulty in turning their son had caused had been the initial spark in Jason's laughter fire and now she would use her own means to punish him severely with the power of a tickle. "Can't take more of what? Of me floating to the surface like a boiled egg and being unable to turn around because of it?"

As she was keeping his laughter going with a spitfire of odd comparisons, making use of that big brain of his by tapping into his involuntary imagination when he was faced with such visual words, Jenny increased the level of the attacks by grazing over ticklish area's of Jason. With Jason having more defined muscles and little fat on his abdomen, his "Hurts to laugh" muscles were easier and more harshly affected by such long lasting laughter sessions. When Jenny saw the tears in the corners of Jason's eyes forming from laughing too hard and had been satisfied by how long he had been grasping his stomach, she finally stopped and allowed him to catch his breath.