When she’d settled down on the bench, she looked up at my window and gave me a little wave, then started to unbutton her blouse. She had on what app...ared to be a bikini top, that revealed more than it hid and I could clearly see her breasts bulging out over the top and once again got a massive hard on. I didn’t get much time to enjoy the view because, after about ten minutes, she got up, put her blouse back on and headed back into the flats.I was about to go into the bedroom to relieve the. I was so relieved. Gathering all the clothes that needed washing in to a black bin-bag and grabbing some washing powder and a book to read, I was straight down in the matter of moments to the lobby. It was only when I arrived in the lobby that I realized that all I was wearing was my casual house dress with nothing on underneath, no bra and no panties and a pair of slip-ons on my feet. Half gathering the open top of my dress to partially conceal my breasts, I said to the. Helen had to make herself breath deeply as she followed the man, her eyes glued to his firm rear end. She wondered for a moment is she was getting into more than she bargained for, but did not turn and run.The changing rooms and showers were in a low building behind the lifeguard tower. Her guide took her completely around the “Men’s” end of the structure, around to the back. There were three or four doors. Helen was too absorbed in the nearly naked man in front of her to take much notice. He. This was there usual routine at dinner. No conversation, no passionate glances across the table - just this. Ashley scanned the emails in her box, seeking the obvious spam and nonsense advertisements that she always deleted first. Her eyes froze on one in particular. The subject line simply said “Friday”. “No, surely it wasn’t Shaun. Did he have her email address? It couldn’t be”. She clicked to open it and saw one simple sentence. “I bet I know what you did when you got home.” Ashley fretted,.