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“That’s one pound fifty change, and your band. Pool closes in twenty-five minutes.” “Do I need to wear this?” The receptionist had given me a blue band such as one would receive at a gig. “Yes, the lifeguard will need to see it,” she replied. The receptionist was a petite girl, blonde hair sitting on her shoulders, wearing the supplied blue polo shirt all the staff wore. For a petite girl she had an impressive cleavage, pushing at the buttons on her shirt. I thought I’ll just show it to the lifeguard and leave it with my towel. I hate wearing bands, especially while I’m swimming. I stepped into the warm changing village, finding an empty cubical quickly. I pulled on my red trunks, grabbed my goggles and made my way to the poolside. The lifeguard on duty was standing by the lifeguard’s chair. She was wearing a similar blue polo shirt to the girl on reception, but her red hair was tied up in a bun. Her legs were pale, slender and long. She wore a pair of black shorts and white trainers. As I turned to her, she looked and gave a slight smile, looking at my wrist to check for my band. I presented the band, curled up in my palm. Her smiled dropped. “You’ll have to wear that while you’re in the pool, sir,” she said, as if she had said it many times before. “I can’t get the things off without scissors! You’re closing in twenty minutes, you know I’ve paid!” “Yes, but you really should in future.” She gave me a look as if to say ‘go on then’. Her eyes were big and bold, she had cute features on her face. Her chest didn’t project far, she had a slim and athletic body. “Thanks,” I said, and started to turn towards the pool. I quickly turned back to put my towel on the side, noticing she was checking out my ass. She quickly looked away, smiling; she knew I noticed. I leant over to put my towel down, glancing at her ass. Her shorts were loose but cut quite high, showing her toned thighs. I jumped into the pool and started a light warm up. There were two other people in the pool, both of whom left during my set. With five minutes left until closing, I slowed down and did a few lengths breaststroke. I noticed now that I was the only person remaining, the lifeguard’s sole attention was on me. She was watching me turn, occasionally playing with her hair. Noticing the clock coming up to the top of the hour, I could see the lifeguard picking up her water bottle and walking to the end of the pool. I made almanbahis my way to the poolside and pulled myself out. Admittedly, I had been fantasising about what the lifeguard’s ass looked like without her little shorts on and had a bulge forming in my red Speedo trunks, trying not to make it too obvious I went straight into the locker room. I took my bag out of my locker and headed for a cubical. The lifeguard walked past, then hovered around the cubicles by the showers. I attempted to start a conversation, “Do you close up now?” She seemed a little shy at first. “Yeah…” she smiled, showing a beautiful set of teeth. “It’s normally just two of us left on Sundays, the janitor goes home early.” “Cool.” There was a pause. I wasn’t sure what to say next. I looked around the quiet poolside. “Do you ever go for a swim after everybody’s left, bet it’s really sweet.” “Sometimes a few of us do. I often have a shower, they’re much nicer here than in my flat.” I got a bit excited with this news. She was obviously over 18, mature enough to have a flat to call home, but still looking like a teen. I picked up my towel, the band fell out and onto the floor, getting a bit wet. Part of it fell open on getting wet. I continued with my rant from earlier. “These things just fall off anyway when you get in the water, I’m pretty sure I could just tear it off.” I immediately regretted saying that. The lifeguard walked towards me, opening her hand, “Oh yeah?” “Yeah, probably…” I said, trying to sound sure of myself. “Let’s find out!” She was playing now, showing a big grin. “Put your hands around the bar above the doorframe, I’ll tie this around them and the bar, then you have to escape!” If she was a 40-something lifeguard and it was a busy evening, I would admit I probably wouldn’t do it. But she wasn’t, she was a hot redhead with stunning legs, on a quiet evening with nobody else around. “Game on!” I said. I stepped back into the doorframe of the cubical, facing the showers opposite. I put my hands on each side of the doorframe. She came up to me so close I could smell the shampoo in her hair. She tied the band around my hands and the frame, tearing off the sticky strip and pushing the ends together. She stepped back, looking me up and down. “Go.” I looked up. I really couldn’t even think about tearing the band, my hands were in the wrong place. I moved my hands around enough so that I could pull almanbahis yeni giriş all my body weight onto it if I pulled my feet off the ground. I tried it once, but the band simply cut into my wrists and hurt. My feet landed on the ground and I grunted. The lifeguard started laughing. “I thought you said you could just tear it?” she said with sarcasm. “Well, yes but I can’t get my hands around to tear it.” She walked up to me. “I tell you what, I’m going to have a shower, while you figure it out. If you can’t do it by the time I’m showered, I get to have some fun with you.” She put one hand on my chest. “You look pretty strong, I’m sure you can do it.” Things just got interesting. She moved her hand down my chest then to her shorts. She continued, “Don’t worry, I’ll do it slowly so you’ve got a chance.” She slowly pulled on the waist of her shorts, pulling them down her slender legs. Underneath I could see she was wearing a high-legged navy blue one-piece swimsuit. The fabric clung around her pussy, with a stunning gap between her slender legs. She started to remove her polo shirt. I could feel my cock hardening in my trunks. My arms were starting to get tired, tied up above my head. She stepped towards me as she pulled off her shirt, revealing her firm chest, held in place by the tight Lycra. The swimsuit had a pattern running down the sides, highlighting the high-leg line. This was a swimsuit for athletes, leaving little to the imagination. I looked down her body, her firm tummy held by the navy fabric. I looked down further, her gap hinting at what was underneath. I looked at my own swimsuit, now pushed out to its maximum by my straining cock. She knew what she was doing. “I’m just going to cool off, won’t be a minute.” She turned away and walked towards the shower in-front of me. Her swimsuit was tight around her ass, showing half of her cheeks. I moaned a little inside, wishing I could be free, at least if only to adjust my bulging hardening cock from my trunks. The lifeguard turned on one of the showers and put her head under. The water cascaded down her swimsuit, giving it a new shiny look, the water pouring over the shapes of her body, her two tight tits, around her hips and down her long legs. “Anna, are you there?” a voice called from the other side of the changing room. The lifeguard turned away from the shower, looking towards the entrance. “I’m in the shower!” almanbahis giriş she shouted out. “I’ll be over in a sec,’” the voice shouted back. “Come over now, I’ve got something to show you!” Now I was getting worried. Anna stepped out of the shower and walked just out of my eye line, giving me a cheeky grin as she walked. She knew I was eyeing up every inch of her body. I could hear somebody mumbling from around the corner. I heard other girl’s voice say, “Oh my God, really?” Anna walked back around the corner. Her swimsuit still clinging to her slim body. She looked at me and started talking, “I’m not kidding, look at this.” The girl from the reception walked around the corner. She still had her blue polo shirt on, but now I could see she was wearing a pair of tight black gym shorts. “Wow, you weren’t kidding?” I didn’t know what to say, I was in shock. They were looking at me like some kind of zoo animal. “What’s your name?” Anna said. “B… Ben,” I stumbled. “Hi Ben.” the receptionist said seductively. She looked at Anna, then back at me. “Anna and I were going to take a shower, you wouldn’t mind that, would you?” I was speechless. I looked up at my hands firmly tied to the door frame. “I don’t really have a choice, do I?” “No, I guess not. But I’d hate for you not to enjoy yourself,” she replied. “Claire! Don’t wind him up too much, he’ll explode before we’ve had our fun!” That pretty much made me explode inside. The girls could see my pain. Claire’s ass was firmly held by the tight black shorts, clearly defining her cheeks. Anna turned the shower back on and ducked underneath, then watched Claire. Claire took her polo shirt off and tossed it towards where I was tied up. Underneath, she wore a light blue Nike sports bra. She had a much larger chest than Anna, the fabric could only just contain her breasts. She turned towards the lockers and went out of view. I looked back at Anna, who had been watching me squirm. She was rubbing her chest and hips, moving around in the warm flowing water. She turned away, her swimsuit had ridden up a bit and her ass cheeks where poking out. “Nice ass,” Claire’s voice shouted over. I looked towards where the voice came from, Claire’s long legs came into view. She was still wearing her blue sports bar, but was wearing blue bikini bottoms. “Thanks Claire,” said Anna sarcastically as she wondered over to the shower to join her. Claire’s ass held firmly in the bikini bottoms, which when the water hit as she stepped into the shower, clung to her ass cheeks. It started to feel like I was watching lesbian porn. They slowly touched each other, occasionally looking over at me smiling.

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