Hotel Attendant.

I am a man of average height but not average build. My job involves a lot of running here and yonder throughout an opulent hotel carrying sometimes rather heavy luggage for guests, and this being what I do every workday left me toned and fit, especially my sexy legs, of which I was quite proud.

There I was, leaning on the front desk, feeling close to bordedom, even if I do like my job here, when the clicking footsteps of a pair of high heels cause me to lift myself back up to professional attention and posture. I see none other than my crush walking up to the counter I was standing behind, and she stops a few feet away.

"You're on break now." Ming Zhao says to me, she is wearing an incredibly sexy one piece, bright red and high waisted, it has several cutouts which show off most of her perky boobs and smooth hips.

I can't help but stare for a couple seconds because of how good this businesswoman looks in that skimpy bathing suit. I catch myself gazing at her too late to not be embarrassed by my bad manners, and ask flustered, "Wait, what do you mean I'm on break?" I was also wondering something fierce what she was doing dressed like that in the middle of the lobby.

She giggles with a hand over her red lips, entertained by my confusion, then says, "What I intended by that statement is; I want to relax with you at the hotel's pool, and unless your manager says it's okay for you to stop working for today, I'm telling her you're on break."

Oh yes, my manager, Natalie, a shy yet seriously muscular lady with a pretty face and long blonde hair, who runs all the luggage handlers in the building and oftentimes moves the luggage herself, a job for which she was perfectly suited with her eighteen inch biceps. I basically have her wrapped around my little finger beacuse of the huge crush she obviously has on me that I don't requite, even if I do think she's actually pretty hot, and while I never exploited her feelings for me to get out of work, it definitely let me have more flexible hours than should be allowed.

I reply to Ming Zhao, "Oh, I gotcha! I'll call her over right now." I turn away from my scantily clad crush, gussy up my body hugging uniform the best that I can and say in my most dulcet tone, "Natalie~ could you please come over? A guest would like to speak with you."

It doesn't take more than four seconds for the amazonian blonde to burst from behind the hotel office door and come up to the desk, her infatuation with me suggested by her sheer speed, as well as the fact that she looked at me before greeting at our guest.

"How may we be of assistance today Ma'am?" My manager asks Ming Zhao, her tone is pleasant and rehearsed, consummately professional, until she sees the steamy swimsuit my crush is wearing as well as the beach bag in her hand, whereupon she excitedly infers, "Ah yes, the pool! I'm heading that way soon myself, and can help guide you there in a jiffy!"

The sultry businesswoman replies, "Sounds perfect! But, the question I had was: It's not especially common for me to get time off in the middle of the day, and I wanted to catch up with my friend here, so can Ahab go on break about now and join me at your hotel's luxurious pool? "

I can see Natalie flush, the thought of my tight little body without a shirt on, splashing around wet in the pool probably crossing her mind, and it delays her response, "Absolutely!! ahem, cough, that is, yes ma'am! He can definitely break to relax with us for the afternoon."

I smile at the good news, but not half as wide as the two women, who had something embarrassing in store for me at the pool we were all walking towards.

Something embarrassing they'd been scheming for over a week, but...