Neely and Mitch

Mitch was one of the longest serving lifeguards on the beach and had a key role in deciding which recruits would be made permanent. He was the guy who wrote up the reports to make sure he had a good reason to hire the bustiest, sluttiest babes and not their more qualified but less 'endowed' rivals.

Of course he was also the one who occasionally hired the jocks that dated the busty babes. He told himself he was doing it to keep the beach safe, or to cover his tracks in case anybody ever questioned his hiring policies, or a host of other reasons.

The real reason was that at an **** level he was recreating episodes from his youth when his mother, tired with his fathers tiny manhood, had invited members of his swim team around for dinner when he wasn't there to get the deep fucking she craved. He hadn't known about it initially but by the time his mother had deflowered every one of his swim team buddies he had figured it out. The memory of the day he snuck home to hear his mother being taken by his two closest friends on her marital bed was one of the formative sexual experiences of his life. In particular the way she constantly compared their hard bodies and huge cocks to her under endowed husband was the memory that usually came to mind when he came, alone, desperately jerking his own inadequate pin dick.

Since he started college he had been stuffing his speedos. And he hadn't been home since college in case any of his old team mates spotted the difference down below and called him on it. Instead he let the bevy of busty babes who worked for him think that he was a real man with a real cock. Every day they flirted with him and every day he pretended it was choice that sent him home alone and not fear of discovery.

The only woman he had managed to finally have sex with had been an unexperienced virgin. Even she had clearly regretted hooking up with him because shortly after their son was born she left. Her goodbye note said that since the birth she hadn't been able to feel him enter her and that she needed a real cock in her life. His son was 17 now and from an accidental shower encounter he was pretty sure Hobie had taken after his father in the puny dick department.

But Mitch was happy, when the babes who worked for him were flirting with him, biting their lips 'because they were thinking', bending over 'because they dropped something' or creating a deep valley of cleavage 'because their arms were crossed', he almost forgot about his pathetic little dick.

Of course none of this was known by Neely Capshaw. Neely was just a slutty blonde who wanted a raise and had every intention of using her big tits and tight ass to make sure Mitch gave her what she wanted. She intended to make sure he stuffed his big cock into her pussy so often he couldn't think straight. It had always worked before in her life and she saw no reason she shouldn't get a raise and a regular deep plowing at the same time.

Neely had noticed that Mitch wasn't responding to the other girls flirting so she decided that Mitch was probably ripe for the plucking (and the fucking). It was all a question seduction.