She was named Star, and she was so modest.
She noticed men watching her but she was always afraid to confront anyone she found attractive.
Her long blonde hair draped over her shoulders as she went into the indoor pool at the gym to work out.
The cold water made her hard nipples pop through her one piece white tarzan swimsuit with one sleeve.
"Brrr... It's so cold!"
Then, she found a newfound determination to have as much fun as possible with her workout.
She splashed and used the foam water dumbbells, twisting and hopping around. She found herself in her own world and even smiling.
The young redhead lifeguard was a junior in college. This means she guessed he was about 22 years old. Every time she looked over her right shoulder, Star noticed he was watching her. Today she actually caught him winking!
She was blushing, she must have been twice his age, but she smiled as her glance went to the side.
After her workout, Star was standing outside, drying off and rummaging through her bag.
The red headed lifeguard came up behind her.
She was actually looking at some of the equipment by the outside pool.
The lifeguard startled her.
"Oh!" Star asked, "what is this?"
She pointed to the triangle shape of metal with chains.
"That is for the lift chair.", the lifeguard said, "it's helpful when people can't get into the pool without assistance. The chair isn't connected to it now."
Star mused and absentmindedly said, "Oh wow, cool! I thought it looked like some kind of crazy sex toy!"
When he laughed and changed his expression to amusement, she was backpedaling.
"Oh I mean," stammering.... Star said, "NOT that it's cool when people can't get in..."
He watched her closely.
"Nor did I mean to imply you had sex toys here..."
Silent, he watched her continue. Then she seemed to awaken to her own silly nature.
"Uh, sorry... I should go!"
She went into the outside locker room.
As she began to shower, she took note there was not only an empty locker room and shower, the whole facility was completely empty today.
A quick knock came. The door to the women's locker room creaked.
A familiar man's voice came through, "You left your water bottle?"
He was holding it up high, as if it were a white flag of evidence.
She noticed how he winked at her earlier ... is he trying to be alone with her, she wondered.
She stepped around the corner, "Thanks."
He looked at her body, and she was a bit older, but his eyes said he didn't mind.
She watched his eyes and he stepped a little closer.
She looked at his swim trunks and there was a massive hard on saluting her.
He quietly locked the door.
A step closer he said, "Tell me now, if you want me to go."
Star didn't know his name. She only watched him undress her with his eyes every time she was there, and it made her hot. He had also been sweet to her on a couple of occasions when she was just lounging around the pool.
Maintaining eye contact, Star began to peel off her wet swimsuit for his eyes to behold.
He got close and she said, "Wait"...
Too late, he was already kissing her. She found herself, for the first time, screaming into a kiss.
They both became incredibly turned on.
"Yes?" He finally responded to her request.
"Why me?" She pleaded.
"Shut up!" He said in a laughing and playful manner, beginning to make the kissing more forceful and urgent, he reached down and slid his fingers down to her pussy. As he felt how she was dripping wet, he groaned into her mouth with a satisfying "UMPHHH!" sound.
