I show him mercy.

Not wanting anything worse to happen to Ahab, I help him back to his feet, and wrap the towel I'd lain him down on around his waist. The sexy man is still blushing beet red, and his prodigious erection tents his only cover comically; I love the look this provides to his audience, so I grab one of Ahab's arms and raise it skyward, to ensure he can't hide, while announcing, "This man is saved! We did it, folks!"

George sees what I'm doing and raises Ahab's other arm to prevent him from covering at all; the poor hunk's knees bend inwards and his face burns red with embarrassment as his appreciative audience applauds.

We hold him like this as his towel slips downwards, and he makes adorable little squeaks of protest as the cloth begins to reveal his hairless Adonis belt; George and I don't let go until the very last second, just as the base of his shaft comes into view, and the crowd goes wild. Boy do I ever get a kick out of watching this sexy man blush. Then, so he doesn't resent me, I help Ahab catch and secure the towel before he's fully exposed— denying those wide-eyed women the rest of the titillating show.

"Whoops, wouldn't want to lose this now, would we?" I ask, as I finish with the towel's refastening.

"You're incorrigible, Ming Zhao."

"Hey— I'm just saying you'd probably prefer they don't get to see more of you."

"Unless, of course, you want to give these ladies what they're waiting for…" George teases as she fiddles with the knot at his waist.

"NO!!"

"Hahaha! C'mon, I'm just playing~"

"Well, I do believe 'playtime' is over, George." I reprimand to the lifeguard lady who was as mischievous as me; shifting gears, I ask my sexy victim, "So, Ahab— do you keep any spare clothing around here?"

"Oh, yeah, I do! And it's not too far either, jus— " he cuts himself off as he peers over my shoulder; I follow his gaze and see Natalie, walking with her back straighter than nature intended. I guess she's conscious again. The well-muscled woman walks closer to us while trying her best to avoid looking directly at Ahab. She swallows hard—hard enough to sound painful—and says, "Get back to work."

"What? But I'm practically naked!" Ahab protests; the panicked hottie clutches onto me, and I gasp. He's pressing his amazing body against mine and I can acutely feel every sensual muscle and contour— yup, he's practically naked, and I'm definitely wet.

"Doesn't matter, break times over." The blonde beefcake replies, sounding adamant.

"Natalie, what do you mean by that?" I implore, while motioning for her to cut it out. Ahab has had enough humiliation for one day— why would his bashful manager want to put him through more?

"Our boss said…" the Amazonian blonde quotes, on the verge of tears, "clothes or no clothes, if we don't get back to work this instant… we're fired."

The scantily-clad stud caressing me gasps and blushes scarlet; he clutches my body tighter as he ponders this terrible ultimatum.