Just before we enter headquarters I make my decision so I stop and turn to the bimbo hanging off me. I smile down at her and softly stroke her tanned arm.
"Donna," I start, "I hope you don't think this is too forward of me, but I just want to make sure before I join as a new lifeguard that there aren't any problems with dating co-workers here at Baywatch."
It takes her a second but she gets there. She blushes a pretty shade of pink as I look down at her (and her cleavage) and coyly says "I don't think that's a problem at all ..."
"Richard Drake," I fill in, "but please, call me Dick."
She's blushing even more now, "Oh Richard, um, Dick, I think a few lifeguards are already going out..." She glances back at where she left her boyfriend Tiny, "in fact my ex works here". Good to know that she has already made the decision. Not that it matters much to me.
"Your ex?" I respond, "you don't mean Tiny back there do you?" As I speak I pull her against me slightly. Enough that my cock, growing hard now in the face of such a sure thing, is pushing ever so slightly against her side.
She pushes right back into me, meaning she feels my cock grow more as her right nipple grazes against my arm through her tight swimsuit. "I'm afraid so, Dick," she pouts, "but I've got 'big' hopes for my next boyfriend"
I pull her body close to mine, aware that Tiny is still watching me with the bimbo, and decide to rub it in. I lean in close, with our bodies touching, and whisper in her ear "If the position is open I might have just the filler you're looking for." I drop my voice even lower so she can barely hear me "I just hope I'm able to fit."
The blonde bimbo practically creams herself (which is what she's programmed to do). She wraps her arms around me pulls me in for a kiss. While our tongues wrestle, she can feel my hard cock pressing into her and I can feel her erect nipples pushing into me. Her mouth is warm and wet and I ignore the growing number of watchers to really enjoy the moment.
Eventually we come up for air, and are greeted by a smattering of applause and wolf whistles from the people nearby. Tiny seems to have run of crying at this point.
The question is should I take this babe now or let her stew in her own juices for a while? |