They both watched the teenager as he strolled on the opposite of the pool toward the lifeguard station.
'I don't think he'd be interested in you anyway, Lila.'
'I see what you mean.'
When Barbara Raynor saw the handsome teenager, she jumped down from her perch and a broad grin split her face.
'Hi, Jeff. How's things,' said Barbara with a leer.
'Hi, Barbie,' Jeff Brickover replied in a mock feminine voice and squeezed his crotch.
'Mmmmmmm,' murmured Barbara, running her tongue over her lips.
'Maybe you'd like to give me a blowjob later,' Jeff whispered.
'Can't leave as long as there's people here, but hang around. Maybe we can duck behind the bar later.'
Catch rolled over on his stomach and spread out his legs. His thigh came in contact with Lila's, but she didn't pull away.
'Maybe you'd like to have some sun tan lotion rubbed on your back,' suggested Lila. 'You're liable to get a burn.'
'Thanks, I've got some in my tote bag.'
'I've got some here.' Lila squeezed a bit of Bain de Soleil out on her fingers and began rubbing it over Catch's muscular back. Her fingers were deft as she kneaded his flesh, coating it with the clear, amber gel. She moved her fingers down to his waist where the swell of his buttocks began and worked her fingers over his skin.
'How 'bout the backs of my legs?' asked Catch.
'Coming up.' She put more sun tan lotion on her fingers and coated the backs of his legs, pausing on the inside of his thigh a bit longer than necessary. Catch's reaction was immediate. He began to get a hard-on. Lying as he was face down on the concrete, it was very uncomfortable. He turned over on his side facing her. Lila stared at the large outline of his cock under the thin fabric of his bathing suit.
'I'm afraid I got a reaction.'
'A reaction? Is that what they're calling it these days?'
Lila glanced over her shoulder and noted that the two young men were busy talking to one another. She, too, turned on her side so that she was facing Catch.
Catch could see clearly the outline of her large nipples beneath her bikini halter. Lila ran her fingers through the thick hair covering Catch's pectoral muscles and 'walked' them down over his abdomen to his navel. She paused to toy with his navel for a moment or so before going on. Her fingertips came to the edge of his bathing suit. Catch held his breath. All at once she slid her hand under the fabric and clasped his cock.
'You're very well built,' she whispered.
'It gets bigger with direct stimulation.'
'Well, I'm a great direct stimulator.'
'Then why don't we go some place? I'm staying at the Warwick.'
'I can't. I'm supposed to meet my parents here for lunch, but I have an idea. Why don't you leave first? Go in and take a shower.'
'What then?'
'Just leave it to me, Catch,' replied Lila, her eyes full of sensual promise.
'You're on.'
'No, I hope you're on.'
Catch got up and, holding his tote bag in front of his crotch, walked across the concrete toward the bathhouse. He pushed open the door. The inside of the bathhouse was empty. He took off his swimming trunks. His cock was still half hard. He got a towel from the stack provided for the guests and went to take a shower. The showers at the Bayou Bay Club were not communal. In the men's dressing room, there were twelve individual showers-a recent modernization. Each shower was of the wrap-around variety. The interior was approximately six feet in diameter, and the showers consisted of rings of water which surrounded the bather.
Catch stepped inside and pulled the door shut behind him. There was a small window in the door and the door could be locked, affording the club member privacy. He squirted some liquid soap into his hands from the dispenser and began rubbing it over his body. As he soaped his genitals, his cock sprang erect from the sensation of his own touch and the anticipation of having Lila.
Suddenly the door opened and Lila slipped in.
'What the…?'
'Shhhhhh. Don't say anything.' She stepped into the center of the shower with him and unhooked the top of her bikini. Her full breasts fell free. Then she hooked her thumbs in the bikini bottoms and pulled them down. She hung them on a hook and stepped into his arms.
Catch wrapped his large hands around her body and pulled her close, savoring the warmth of her flesh against his. She slid her arms around his neck and held her lips up to his. He opened his mouth and covered hers with them. He tightened his lips and sucked hers inside. Her lips opened as he trailed the tip of his tongue back and forth across the smooth surface. Then he slid his tongue between her teeth. Her lips opened wider as their bodies crushed together, their tongues probed and entwined. He combed his fingers through her hair, gripping handfuls of her blond tresses as he slid his tongue deep into her mouth. Her mouth closed firmly around his tongue, sucking and pulling on it. He began moving his head back and forth, fucking her in the mouth with his tongue.
They both became short of breath and broke apart. Her eyes were shining with passion. She could feel his giant cock pressing against her stomach, throbbing like the beat of a drum.
'This isn't going to be very comfortable, Lila.'
'It'll do.'
'Have you ever done this before? I mean, here in the showers?'
'That's not a fair question, Catch, and I refuse to answer on the grounds that it might incriminate me.'
He laughed and squirted some more of the liquid soap into his hands and began soaping her body. He cupped her buttocks and pulled her close to him. He opened his mouth and pressed it against hers once again. She surged against him, stiffening her tongue and probing it between his lips and teeth. He began massaging her buttocks and worked his fingers down the crevice and felt her asshole.
Lila spread her legs apart and he worked his hands between them. He could feel the soft, tender folds of her pussy. Her lips caressed his as her tongue probed the sides of his mouth. Her jutting breasts began heaving against his muscular chest as she labored for breath and reluctantly they broke apart. She covered his face with little kisses and let her tongue slip inside his ear.
An ecstatic thrill raced through his body and his every muscle tightened. He moved his hands up and down her back, feeling her soft, resilient flesh. He pulled away from her slightly so that he could cup her breasts in his hands, and he began squeezing and massaging them.
'Do you like them?' she asked.
'Yes, they're beautiful,' he breathed. He bent his head forward and began kissing her breasts. Her body began to tremble as he began licking her nipple with the tip of his tongue. She pushed against him, pressing her breast far into his mouth as he opened his lips wide. He ran his hands up and down her smooth back and sucked her breasts as hard as he could. She wrapped her arms around his head and caressed his hair.
'Oh, that feels great, Catch. Suck harder. Ahhhhhh.' Her voice became a moan as he slid his fingers between her thighs and combed them across her soft, wet pubic hair. She spread her legs apart and reached across his shoulder to turn off the shower. She bucked her hips forward, pressing her cunt against his hand and dug her fingernails into his back. His finger knifed into the soft folds of her pussy and touched her clitoris. As he touched it, it sprang erect. He continued stroking her clitoris with firm movements of his finger in exactly the same rhythm as he was sucking her breast.
She wrapped her arms around his head and thrust her hips forward, pushing her clitoris against his finger.
'Oh, oh, ohhhhhh!'
Slowly, Catch pulled her down to the floor of the shower. Lila stretched out her legs and leaned against the wall. Catch got between her legs and buried his lips in the soft flesh of her stomach. He opened his mouth and slid the tip of his tongue across her skin. Lila moaned and raised her pelvis involuntarily. He slid one of his hands down under her buttocks and pushed his finger against her soft vulva, feeling it and the downy hair which covered it. She spread her legs apart as his fingers explored her pussy and her stomach began undulating. He moved his lips down
