He let his fingertips touch the edge of her bikini and he moved his hands along so he could follow it. After a few seconds he dug his fingertips into ...er flesh so he could worm them just under the leg band of her bikini. He inched her bottom a little further up, delighting in seeing some pale flesh after he had. Soon his fingers were half way under her bikini bottom.“I really don’t think I have to worry about a sun burn there,” Michelle said quietly as he continued to slide his hands over her. After all, his certifications were always up to date, and he was a very strong swimmer. He even taught the CPR class on occasion, and was always able to keep the chaos in the pool under control.While lifeguarding doesn’t pay the best, James found it to be relaxing work and had long ago learned that it was a great place to meet girls. He kept in shape for the most part, usually swimming several times a week, and his easy going demeanor and sandy blond hair tended to keep girls interested. He. ” “No worries,” he told her. “I have no hang-ups about anything, so if you do change your mind...” I didn’t quite catch on what he was talking about, “What do you mean by helping out?” I asked him. Malcolm looked at Becky and then looked at me. “Hmm...some husbands like to guide it in,” he said. “Some like to hold their wife’s legs up for me and....well...some have wanted to make sure that I am very hard for their wife.” It took a few moments but I began to see what he was getting at. . Soon, I feel your hips responding against my own as you switch breasts, a hand coming up to replace your mouth on the one you just left. Shuddering, I let out a mewling cry as my first orgasm hits so soon and unexpectedly. You remove my breast from your mouth with a soft pop and smile up at me. ‘Tonight is just for you,’ you whisper, your hands reaching down to unclasp my jeans and slide them, along with my panties, down my legs. Helping me stand, you kneel before me and slide them the rest of.