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                         The  Lifeguard
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    I am a lifeguard at a small seaside resort where my days are
filled with the sight of near naked nubile young bodies cavorting in
the surf and sand.  From my post high atop the lifeguard tower, the
beach appears to be an endless sea of bare flesh interrupted now and
then by colorful splashes of cloth loosely called swimsuits.  Most of
these suits never feel the touch of water on them as their owners
merely lie in the suns rays and deepen an already dark tan.
    Contrary to popular belief, lifeguards do not have all of the
women that they can handle.  Most of the beach nymphs are teases and
enjoy playing their little games with anyone who appears to be
interested. I had never tried to pick up a girl while working until
that day.
    I arrived at the beach and climbed the vertical ladder to my
wooden seat on the tower.  It was fairly early and as I scanned the
beach, I watched the morning people staking out their territorial
claims on the still damp sand.  Blankets were being spread out and
umbrellas set in place to mark the temporary boundaries of each little
encampment.  The sun was up in a cloudless sky and I could feel its
oppressive heat upon my body.  It was going to be a very long day.
    By mid-morning, I had pulled a hapless swimmer from the rip-rap
and sent several sunburn cases to the aid station on the boardwalk.
My eyes were beginning to feel like two dried prunes from staring at
the sun and its shimmering reflection off the water.  My skin was
getting itchy and dry from its immersion in the seawater.  Finally, at
noon, my relief arrived and I climbed down and relaxed under the
shadow of the tower.
    As I sat and contemplated the afternoon shift to come, I caught
sight of a woman walking on the sand in my direction.  She looked to
be about twenty years old and was dressed in skin tight jeans and a
pull-over top.  Even at a distance, I could see that she was beautiful
and had a bearing that said she knew she was God's gift to man.  When
she was closer, our eyes met and I swear that I detected a glimmer of
a smile deep in her eyes.  She stopped walking directly in front of me
and reached into her tote bag to extract a small blanket from its
interior.  She made a great show as she weaved and bobbed while
snapping the blanket into the air before letting it settle gently onto
the sand.  When the blanket was arranged to her satisfaction, she
turned her back to me and started to remove her jeans.  As they
descended, I saw that she was wearing a small black bikini bottom. I
started to wonder what the rest of her would look like.
    Suddenly, her tight jeans snagged the bikini bottom and it fell
along with the pants. For a split second before she realized what had
happened, I had an unimpeded view of her entire ass. It was perfectly
shaped and was one of those that you only see in magazines.
    She quickly recovered her senses and pulled the bottom up before
continuing to remove her jeans.  Next, she removed her top and I found
that her breasts were as perfect as the rest of her body.  Taking a
moment to look around, she settled down on the blanket with her head
in her folded arms looking directly at me.  It looked like she was
thinking when she softly said: "I hope I didn't embarrass you."  I
managed to stammer out that she didn't to which she just smiled.
    After a few minutes she said: "Since you've seen me up close and
personal, you should know that my name is Marilyn."  I said that I was
John and was glad to meet her.  Marilyn said that she knew that I was
a lifeguard by my swim trunks and that she thought that we had a very
dangerous job.  I nonchalantly dismissed any danger but she insisted
that it was not a job for the faint hearted. We chatted about nothing
for awhile when I realized that my break was about over.  I told
Marilyn that I had to shower before going back to work or my skin
would be cracked before the day was over.
     She said: "Where do you lifeguards shower?"  I told her that we
had a private shower located on to other side of the boardwalk.  She
said: "I see" and "don't do anything in there that I wouldn't do."  I
said I'd see her later and went off to the shower.  One of the
benefits of being a lifeguard is that we can shower in warm water
while everyone else has to use cold.
    I turned on the water and adjusted the spray for an intense needle
like flow as hot as I could stand it.  I love the feel of steaming
water down my body.  Soon, steam filled the small room and I was
working the soap into a deep rich lather.  I felt a slight cold draft
as I realized that I hadn't locked the door and that it had just been
opened.  I couldn't make out who entered since the steam had increased
when the door opened but I felt a presence next to me.  Whoever it was
had gotten behind me and was now running their hands over my chest.
    I felt a sharp stabbing in my back as the someone pulled
themself closer to me.  I could feel fabric against my back punctuated
by two stiffened nipples.  When the steam cleared, I turned and found
myself looking into Marilyn's dancing eyes. "Hi John" she said as our
eyes met.  "I've seen you in the tower before and decided that I
wanted to have sex with you. I planned the jeans thing to get your
attention. Are you mad at me?"   I said that I wasn't mad as I turned
to face her but that it was unfair that she was semi-dressed and I was
totally naked. "That's easy to fix" she said as she reached behind her
back and unfastened her bikini strap.
    She let the top slip from her body to reveal a perfectly formed
set of breasts, nipples sticking straight out and little bumps on the
rings.  "Do you like them?" she asked as she reached down to remove
her bottom piece.  I didn't answer as I lowered my head to her breast
and took a nipple between my lips.  She moaned softly and said: "Oh,
that feels so good."
     She placed her thumbs in the edge of the fabric and slowly worked
it down past her hips.  When it was low enough, she wiggled her hips
and it slid down her legs to the floor.  I moved the two of us out of
the direct flow of the water as she lathered her hands and reached for
my erection.  The touch of her hands was wonderful. "Do you like what
I'm doing?" she asked. "Don't stop!" was all I could reply.  I lowered
my hand until it neared her mound.  "Touch me there" she said as my
finger neared its target.  "Ooohhh, deeper, deeper, please" she moaned
as I worked first one, then two fingers inside her.
    The stroking of her hand became faster and faster as I felt myself
nearing a climax.  She stopped and said: "I want it now John".  She
leaned back against the shower wall and led my erection into her
waiting cavity.  "This is so good" Marilyn said as she lifted herself
up and locked her legs around my waist.  "Faster, faster, Oh faster
John" she moaned as I struggled to maintain our balance.  Her
movements matched mine as we climaxed together.
    "I'm so glad that we did this" she whispered as she kissed me
lightly on the lips.  She bent over and retrieved her suit kissing my
flagging erection on the way.  She put the suit on and slipped out the
door as quickly as she had entered.  I finished showering with colder
water and when I returned to the beach, she was gone.
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