The lifeguard

You walk behind the lifeguard, brushing past him, and touching his arm along the way. “Oh, I’m sorry,” you say, smiling up at him. You turn and push your breasts out, making them wobble erotically.

As you push your breasts out and turn to face the lifeguard, you see his eyes darting down to your cleavage before quickly snapping back up to meet yours. A slow, confident smile spreads across his tanned face. "No worries, babe. Accidents happen." He adjusts his sunglasses, trying to hide his growing erection.

"I'm Angela," you purr, extending your hand, which he shakes. "I just moved here. Care to show me around the city later?" You wink at him, letting him know exactly what you meant by "show me around".

He hesitates momentarily, glancing back at his post before approaching you. "I'm Liam," he whispers in your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. "I get off duty in an hour. Meet me at the pier. I can show you the sights then." His hand brushed against your nipple as he licked his lips. A shiver runs up your spine in anticipation.

You step close to him, your nipples touching his chest. “Isn’t there somewhere you could take a break?” you said, rubbing the front of his trunks.

He grins and says, “I can take ten in a few minutes. Wait here.” Then he climbs up the lifeguard tower and talks to the other lifeguard. After a few minutes, he climbs back down.

“I have a place,” he said, taking your hand and leading you toward a small building at the edge of the beach.