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Category: Erotica/BDSM Erotica
Description: No one writes hardcore and steamy BDSM like David Jewell and with this new treasure from him, HAVE WHIP WILL TRAVEL, you'll see why!
eBook Publisher: Renaissance E Books/Sizzler,
eBookwise Release Date: August 2011

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [250 KB]
Words: 59291
Reading time: 169-237 min.

CHAPTER 1

Lifeguard Erick Stone enjoyed a blended mocha at the Mocha Depot during his morning break. The temperature was already nearly eighty degrees and the sun worshippers were filling the beach. From his nine years of experience, he sensed it was going to be a busy day.

The Mocha Depot was his favorite place to stop in the morning because they made the best mochas in all of Laguna Beach. However, there was another reason that made this his favorite place to stop. Apollonia Guido, a stunning looking barista, worked there. Today, he thought she looked especially striking in her blue Hawaiian print bikini. He had chatted with her several times since she started working here this summer to earn money for college. He had established some rapport with her. Today, he had briefly talked to her about the weather and the growing crowd after he ordered his drink. As he waited, he was content to stand back and just enjoy how she moved while she worked.

"Enjoy," she said handing him his drink. She noticed his glance to her breasts. All day long, she got lots of those glances from her customers. She appreciated them along with the extra tips the alluring display of her breasts brought her. For some reason, she really appreciated Erick noticing her way above average assets. She smiled.

"I'm sure I will. I've got a few minutes before I need to get back to work," he shared before turning away to find a chair under an umbrella.

Apollonia smiled and checked out his physique and his cute ass after he turned around and walked away. "I wouldn't mind him saving me and giving me some mouth-to-mouth," she mused to herself in a low voice. She did a little cleanup behind the counter before going out to wipe down some tables before the noon rush. She kept eyeing him discreetly as she worked.

He noticed. He also noticed how her breasts were straining against her skimpy top when she leaned over to clean the tops of the tables.

Apollonia, with her Italian ancestry, had olive skin, jet-black hair, dark black, sensual eyes and full luscious lips. Being tall with a narrow waist, proportioned hips, long, firm legs and breasts that would easily fill a D cup, she had a body that was made for a bikini, a skimpy bikini.

"I'd love to give her some mouth-to-mouth," he thought. He was delighted when she stopped at his table and leaned over to wipe it off. The view and movement of her breasts mesmerized him.

"What do you do when summer is over?" she asked breaking the mesmerizing spell she was having on him while remaining bent over the table.

He came back to reality with a jerk and looked into her eyes as she slowly stood up. "I have another part time job." He was one of those infamous lifeguards in Laguna Beach, California that was making a lot of money. So supplementing his income was not a necessity. Yet, he did have his hobby so to speak.

"I see. What?

"Oh, it's just a hobby I have."

"You aren't going to tell me what it is, are you?"

"Not right now. When do you graduate?" he asked changing the topic.

"I'll be a senior next year. I can't wait to get out of college. It'll be so nice to have a job where I can make some serious money," she shared.

"It will be." He did the math and figured he was about eight years older than she was. "I never made it to college. I fell in love with beach, the sun..."

"And the beach bunnies," she said finishing his sentence.

"Is it that obvious?"

She smiled. "Yes."

"Guilty."

"Being a lifeguard has got to be one of the world's best jobs. I really enjoy the beach. I always have and always will. That is why I was so happy to get this job for the summer."

"I'm happy you did, too." He shot her one of his killer smiles.

She returned it. "So what is your other job?"

"It's top secret and it calls for an open mind," he teased her.

"I've got an open mind," she challenged him.

"I bet you do. When do you get off work?"

"Around four."

"Okay. Meet me at lifeguard station seven and I'll tell you what I do in the off season." He didn't share that he did it year round.

"I'll be there. I'm very curious. And I have a very open mind."

"Good." He smiled. "You've got a customer."

She glanced at the counter. She leaned over the table. "I'll see you a little after four, Erick."

"I'll look forward to it." He glanced at her breasts as she stood back up. Then he watched her tight ass as she walked away. He finished his mocha and left.