"Sharon?" came a voice. "sorry, you did say Sharon?". "yes, sorry lost myself there" said the milf in response to the young woman. "I'm sorry but I seem to have really pulled something in my shoulder" said the young woman "I'm so embarrassed but could I ask a massive favour? Could you quickly just massage it for me?"
"I normally would not need to ask, as it can often wait until I get home, but I think I over did it tonight and I probably won't be able to drive until it's relaxed". Sharon was caught off guard by this very understandable, but slightly odd request. Feeling the effects of the cold air, goosebumps started to appear over her smooth body and Sharon noticed the younger woman slightly look her up and down, not obviously, not judgementally, but with what she half felt was appreciation.
"feel free to say no, I get that it's weird" the young woman added, by way of an apology for the intrusion. With a slight intake of breath Sharon finally responded with a smile and "of course" added on top.
Sharon approached the young woman from behind, grateful for the warm spray from the shower, which was only partly responsible for her changing temperature. Arms awkwardly out in front of her, she placed her finger tips on the bikini clad woman and started to press her fingers into her tight shoulder muscles, feeling them resist and slowly relax under her pressure.
Being granted permission for this normally frowned upon touching restarted a liquid heat in Sharon's pussy. Her skin was warm again, but still also aching to feel another body pressed against it, so much so that she had to fight an urge to simply press herself against the young woman.
This went on for a short time, with Sharon occasionally noticing the wide eyes of the lifeguard as he busied himself with his remaining chores, much to his obvious frustration. At a point, the young woman eventually said with a start "Oh my god, I'm making you do this and haven't even told you that I'm Becky!"
With further realisation that her poor masseur was only receiving a splashing from the shower, she added "Umm, get closer, get in the water! You'll freeze your tits off" she laughed with a gentle softness that at once put Sharon at ease and also on the hunt. The innocence of this young woman, seemingly oblivious to her effect on the world around her, but desperate to be a part of it, triggered a curious light in the depth of Sharon that could not be as easily extinguished as that which arose when compared with the lifeguard. He was obvious, blunt, barren of any real connection. Becky was... possibly new? Maybe she had never dared, never really... been touched? Sharon made her mind up to see how far this kitten would roam. She wanted to know, would she be her first? Remembered forever by a stranger uncared for? Time to play.
Stepping closer to Becky, Sharon started the pretence of "really" focusing on the task at hand. She began by pushing her thumbs into the neck muscles, guessing that combined with the heat of the water this would induce a slight euphoria and relaxation on this younger that would ease her surrender. Then carefully Sharon moved across her shoulders and then started up and down her back. Her fingers easily moving under the red straps and enjoying the texture of this young flesh.
Too easy! The young woman slightly groaned and started to submit to the milf's dominating hands. Despite the water, Sharon breathed in and thrived on her scent, slowly decreasing the distance between her own face and Becky's neck.
The feeling of Becky's skin in her hands, under her control, started a firm lust in Sharon's mind. The muscular massage was now turning into a blatant excuse to grope and grab the woman in the red bikini. Feeling Becky's form, moving her hands over the curve of Becky's waist and hips, the small of her back and then her thighs - then feeling young Becky first start to innocently brush her buttocks against Sharon's increasingly closer crotch, until this was purely purposeful pushing, she knew she had her.
Becky's thoughts were electric and chaotic. She always had "thoughts", but never planned to follow through! She was fighting an urge to breathe deeply and show the world the depth of her lust, her heat, her desire. Her entire body was on fire, from her core to her toes. All she wanted was to pull Sharon closer to her, but this was wrong.
The thrill was too intense. Becky felt a deep heat and pulse start to rise between her thighs. She had never felt like this. This magnetic, animalistic, boiling lust. Well, almost never. There was that time her cousin Sara and her best friend jenny tried to educate her how on what women do "in the movies". But she had chickened out before things went too far, leaving the two of them in their own room, never knowing what happened after she left.
"Sorry, we should stop" whispered Becky, with clear guilt and shame in her voice. At this point Sharon made her "point of no return" move, placing her left hand over Becky's mouth and sliding her right hand gently down the red bikini bottoms.
The immediate reaction was a deep moan from Becky, that Sharon could feel through the fingers of her left hand.
This was more aggressive than Sharon would have wanted, but she was aware that she was on a time limit. The taste buds of Sharon's tongue were desperate for this kitten.
Pushing Becky against the wall of the hot shower, there was only total submission. Sharon's fingers easily slid over Becky's already swollen clit and she could feel the sticky moisture between her lips. The sudden placement of Sharon's hand in so private a place, the actualisation of a deep desire, the feeling of the hot water still beating over her near nude body, the cold wall against her stomach, the breaking of a significant taboo whilst in public, all led to an instant explosion of fire.
Biting Sharon's fingers, Becky pushed hard back against the older woman. Moving her wet body against her in rhythm with the fingers currently exploring her mound. She came in red heated throbs, twitching with a whole body fire.
Sharon expertly controlled the youth. Kissing her neck and watching the top of her bikini slowly ride up, exposing her full breasts. Her brown, pert nipples being teased further as the water beat down against them.
Looking to her right, the lifeguard helplessly beat his meat, knowing that he was only a spectator in this play.
Turning her around Sharon placed a deep, passionate kiss on the young woman. With eyes closed she used her sense of touch to fully enjoy not only the feeling of the water but also the softness of her lips, the heat from her body. Squeezing Becky's arse cheeks with her hands and teasingly rubbing the tips of her fingers against Becky's puckered butt hole, Sharon reveled in the younger woman's pleasurable squirming and could feel her complete submission.
Here, Sharon stopped and slowly pulled her lips away. "Shall go somewhere a little more private?" Staring deeply into her eyes, Becky could only nod her agreement.
Leading the younger woman into a changing and locking the door behind her, the lifeguard could only imagine what was happening next.
