"Hey, Tasha!" Jason greeted, strolling towards where his supervisor, Tasha, was staring out over the large pool.
"Oh, hey, Jason!" she said, her eyes sparkling.
Tasha was married with kids. She'd been a supervisor at the aquatic center for quite some time. Jason couldn't help it as his eyes moved down to her busty, Ecups.
"Are you ready for a good day of lifeguarding?!" she exclaimed, almost too happily. She didn't even notice Jason was still staring directly at her chest.
"Yeah," he responded. "Did you have a good night out last night?"
"It was super," she said, flashing her white teeth.
"Sure looks like it," Jason, said, showing her his phone.
"Where did you get this? It was supposed to be private," she said, staring at the phone.
It was a photo of her in the club, flashing her bare breasts. She could barely remember the night before.
"I didn't know your husband was happy with you doing this?" Jason said, knowing very well he wouldn't approve.
"He won't be." she said, still staring at the phone. "Follow me."
Jason followed Tasha into one of the locker rooms.
"Jason, you totally can not tell him. Please." she begged. Her usual ditzy demeanor had faded a little.
"Sure," Jason said, stepping closer to her. He placed his hand on her hip, feeling the material of her one-piece swimsuit. He moved his hand down over the front of her hip, slipping his finger between the hem of the swimsuit and her inner thigh.
"Jason." she said, trailing off.
Jason could feel the bulge inside his pants growing harder. And it became very obvious after a few seconds.
"Maybe we can make a deal?" Jason said, standing on front of Tasha, placing his hands on her ass and pulling her closer. He could smell the perfume on her neck, as he pressed his erection against the front of her swimsuit.
"Like what?" she responded reluctantly.
Jason dug his fingers into her ass cheeks before pulling the back of her swimsuit to the middle and jerked it up hard, creating a mock thong. Tasha gasped. He jerked it upward again, harder this time.
"Ow," she exclaimed.
He stepped back and stared at her body. The front of her swimsuit was pulled in between her legs, outlining her pussy perfectly.
"Show me your tits," he said.
"But Jason, I'm your supervisor," she tried.
Hesitantly, she pulled the straps off her shoulders. She pulled the costume down as her massive pair of breasts bounced out. Jason stared at her large, dark round nipples. He grabbed one, feeling the ridges on her areola. He pinched her nipple, watching her face grimace a little.
"Get on your knees," Jason said.
She went down onto her knees in front of him, her breasts bouncing. Jason pulled his shorts down, allowing his bulging erection to break free. Tasha stared up at him with her dark eyes, her face an inch away from his cock. Without a word, she looked back down and wrapped her plump lips around the tip of his erection.
Tasha sucked on it. Hard. She moved her head back and forth, her lips sliding up and down the length of his veiny shaft. Jason grabbed a handful of her long, dark hair and shoved himself deep into her mouth. He shoved his cock deep down her throat as she gagged and sputtered. In and out, over and over.
Finally, he pulled her head away. Her face was soaked, saliva ran all the way down her big chest. She stood up again. Jason slapped one of her breasts hard.
"Ouch!" she exclaimed again.
He slapped the other one, watching it bounce to one side. He grabbed her nipples again, tugging at them, pulling her body towards him. They were rock-hard.
Jason walked over to the wall and grabbed a long piece of rope that was attached to one of the ring buoys. He walked over to Tasha and started binding her hands in front of her body. He grabbed the top her of swimsuit that was now on her hips, and jerked it all the way down to her feet, revealing her perfectly smooth shaven pussy lips.