It was a hot day; the tropical sun was beating down on the hotel pool. Lying around the edge on their sun loungers were a few hardened sun worshippers, mainly Scandinavian looking, blonde haired, men with flat washboard stomachs and women with long elegant legs, all glistening in the midday heat. The only movement was from the pool, a delightful blonde who had been swimming the length of the pool for the last half hour, finally gave into the heat and headed for the poolside bar. She climbed from the pool like a gymnast and elegantly strolled towards the bar and the shade of the canopy. Two men sitting at the bar eyed her as she strolled towards them as water cascaded from her body.
"You look hot. Mind if I buy you a drink?" the darker haired one asked her as she got to the bar. He had been sitting on a bar stool and she climbed onto the free stool next to him which was between him and his fair-haired friend.
"You can always buy me a drink" she said and smiled adding, "I'll have a cocktail."
The dark haired guy asked her grinning, "What would you like? How about a bosom caresser?" he asked, staring at her perfectly formed 36C shape.
She looked down on him and replied, "I wanted a 'sex on the beach! But since we are at the pool it looks like I will have to make do with a 'slow comfortable screw' eh?" she teased, winking at the bartender who immediately began to prepare her drink. The two guys looked her up and down as she sat on the stool, water dripping down her back from her quickly drying blonde hair. "You been here long?" she asked.
"Three days." he replied, "My name is Zack and this is Ed-" she cut him short.
"I have been here a week and I'm bored," she said "and save the names. I'm not interested. If you want to call me something you can call me Cindy. Some people think I look like Cindy in 'East Enders.' Can't see it in my mind." Cindy picked up a bottle of suntan oil sitting on the bar. "This yours?" Eddie nodded. "You don't mind if I borrow some, do you? I am getting a little hot here and I don't want to burn. Would you mind putting it on my back?" she looked at Eddie, and he duly obliged by pouring oil on her golden body. She leaned forward onto the bar as Eddie worked the oil into her skin until she glistened. "You know Eddie, you have great fingers. You can do that for me all day long if you want. Don't miss any bits now will you?" He reached down and unfastened her bikini top, which she quickly dropped on the bar and purred, stating "You are wasted in whatever you do in life Eddie, you should do this for a living."
Turning around, Cindy lifted her arms and allowed Eddie to cover her in lotion. Then she crossed her arms in front of her body, squeezing her beautiful breasts together. Eddie poured more oil onto her body; it flowed down her cleavage like a river of gold as she leaned back against the bar until it collected in her navel. Eddie worked the oil into her stomach and waist then moving on to her legs starting at her toes and rubbing every one, working past her ankles to her knees and then her thighs.
Placing one leg on Eddie's shoulder, Cindy started to massage oil into the only place that Eddie had omitted to do: her wonderful bust. Eddie continued to work his magic fingers up and down the inside of her thighs as high as he dared go. He thought he could see a few stray wispy hairs peeping out the side of her bikini and had to look away to try and stop himself from getting aroused. He was convinced that Cindy had noticed and he started to blush.
"You don't say much do you Eddie? Not that I don't like that, I prefer the strong silent type myself, and the more you do with those fantastic fingers and the less I hear you say, the better we are going to get on." leaning forward kissing him on the head she picked up the cocktail and knocked it back in one hit. "I fancy another," she said looking at the two guys "but it is now my round and I don't have any money." she added. "But if you are willing to make a bet, I will gladly race you to the end of the pool and back. Loser buys the next round of drinks!" she looked at both guys with a slight smile on her face.
They looked back and forth at one another before Zack spoke. "Ok, you are on." before slipping off the stool and lining up on the edge of the pool. As she glided over to the poolside, he dived in front of her and started swimming the 25 meters to the other end of the pool. She shrugged her head, and with the gracefulness of a dolphin, dived in and started to swim after him. She had reached the turn point and was on the way back, and very much in the lead, when she turned over and swam the last few meters on her back, her long arms glistening in the sun. By the time Zack had made his way to the side of the pool the bartender had poured Cindy another cocktail and lined up two more beers for Zack and Eddie, who still hadn't said a word.
Zack slumped on the barstool, water dripping off the end of his nose and feeling utterly rejected when Cindy laughed and said, "Cheers guys don't feel so bad about it. I'm a lifeguard and swimming instructor. I never make a bet I won't win."