The following fictional story is being reposted by Mr Double. If you are the author of this story and would like to receive proper recognition (an Author's Page at my website at: http://pw1.netcom.com/~mrdouble/main/stories.html), please contact me at mrdouble@ix.netcom.com. The Lifeguard . 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. -- Double for Nothing!! Tricks for Free!!! http://pw1.netcom.com/~mrdouble/main/stories.html Be There.....