The day was already hot when Sandy woke on Saturday morning. She turned up her air conditioner and took a shower, deciding it was a great day to swim at the public pool. She liked that particular location not only because it was very clean and well maintained, but also had plenty of young male lifeguards who were home from college for the summer.
She arrived at the pool around one o'clock and removed her street clothes, revealing a white one piece bathing suit. Sandy headed to the pool area, where she saw that one of her favorite lifeguards, Jeff, was on duty. It was definitely a perfect day; how many other chances did she get to look at man candy while doing some much-needed swimming?
Jeff was twenty and had the toned body of a swimmer, with strong arms, trim waist, and a firm ass. The perfect bulge between his legs didn't fail to outline the red Speedo all male lifeguards had to wear. He enjoyed the perks of his summer job: gratification that came with saving lives, getting a nice tan, and - most important - checking out hot babes who wore bathing suits barely covering vital parts of their bodies, all while being paid.
There wasn't a day that went by when Jeff and his fellow lifeguard and best friend Zach weren't thinking about sex, and they often shared fantasies about women they'd seen at the pool while doing their lifeguard duties.
When women catching his interest were in his line of sight, Jeff would open his legs wider until his package was totally visible. If they glanced his way, he would wink at them with a slightly wicked smile. The move didn't get him laid very often- plenty of females were usually at the pool with either boyfriends or family members - but it eased the boredom of sitting at his station for six hours.
Jeff had just finished "flashing" a coed who caught his attention when Sandy walked out from the changing rooms. He spotted Zach across the pool staring at her. Sandy was thirty-five, but she could easily hold her own with sexy curves among the array of coeds with tight bodies.
Damn, no wonder Zach's eyes are popping out his head, Jeff thought. She's fucking HOT for an older chick!
Sandy didn't notice the pair of lifeguards still eyeing her when she jumped in the pool. She enjoyed the water around her as she swam with ease, and performed a series of strokes before she swam toward a ladder at the edge of the pool. In the process, the top of her suit came undone and she held it up with one hand.
Sandy's bathing suit malfunction didn't go unnoticed by Jeff and Zach. It was as if they shared the same thought: "Wow, did you get a look at her rack?! Talk about making our day!"
Jeff had an idea. He gave his friend a knowing smile before he climbed down from his chair. He found a female guard to relieve him, and signaled Zach to follow him before Jeff headed toward the changing rooms not far behind Sandy.
Jeff felt the beginning of an erection as he spied Sandy adjusting her suit. "Don't worry about fixing that," he said.
She spun around, hand across her chest, and saw him standing a few feet behind her. Her eyes dropped to his hard-on, which was very apparent.
"I'm guessing you came to check on me," she said.
"Just wanted to see if you were okay."
"I'm fine." She let her top fall, exposing her 38C breasts. "Like what you see?"
