Something some place private...

He pulls his hand away, leaning in-between your thighs to peck teasingly lightly at your burning snatch before dipping under the water. He pulls up poolside next to you, "Why don't we try something some place a little more private?" He bites his lip, waggling his eyebrows at you before standing up.

You grab his cock, handing stiff just above your head, letting your hand gently slide along it. "Why don't we try something right here?" You smile, not budging, hand still stroking.

"Trust me," He grabs your wrist, and you let him pull it off your cock as he pulls you to your feet, "You'll want to be someplace where the noise won't carry quite so much!" He grins, and you raise an eyebrow as he turns and heads for the lifeguard stand.

You follow him across the pool, the two of you still happily naked and alone, and he clambers up the ladder. You watch his cute butt waggle as he gropes around up there, then turns to you, holding out a key ring with a grin.

As he comes back down, you can't help but grab that cute butt on it's way past, and he laughs, "I just hope you're keeping yourself warm, babe!" He smirks as he reaches the bottom, guiding your hand from his ass to between your thighs, pushing your own fingers gently between your lips, rubbing them across your slippery little clitty.

You bite your lip, raising an eyebrow. "I don't think there's any risk there, but, if you insist!" You smirk, pressing gentle circles around the sensitive tip of your smooth, wet slit. Your hand keeps working between your thighs as he pads across the room with you following along behind.

"Just down the hall here..." He says, fumbling briefly with the lock of an "Employees Only" door before pulling it open. You raise an eyebrow again as he turns to you, grinning as he pauses to watch your hand at its very important work between your legs.

"Shut up!" You laugh, pushing him through the door, quickly following after. He grabs your free hand, tugging you along a dimly lit hallway. You pass a doorless doorway simply labeled "showers," and as you come to a corner, he pulls you along to the left, a glance to the right showing a few closed doors and a dead end.

Still totally naked, hair dripping wet, body dripping wet, pussy dripping wet, fingers dripping wet... you step into what looks like an employee lounge. A small table, a few uncomfortable looking chairs. Microwave. Fridge. Sofa.

"We're supposed to dry off and shower, but, well, I can make an exception!" He says, gesturing to the sofa.

Lip bit, eyebrows raised, clit rubbed, you look at him, then look at the sofa.

"Just, uh, wait here for, like, two seconds." He says excitedly, gently pushing you down toward the sofa, "And keep warm!" He smirks as you set down on the sofa, fingers awkwardly crammed between your closed thighs. He looks down pointed, "Go on, really, keep it going!"

"This better be really awesome." You say seriously, before smiling and scooting forward, letting your knees part, letting your lips spread, letting your fingers roam...

You let out a sigh as your eyes close briefly...