Dear Readers: For better story clarity, I strongly recommend reading "The French Connection" and "Caribbean Duet" the first 2 installments in the series.
Cindy's Sapphic Adventures: Miami Heat
Late Saturday night found Ben and me in our usual spot, the bed. After dinner and a movie, we spent time at the local pub and knocked back a few. Ben was feeling pretty good.
"Hey Cin, pull my finger" Ben asked in an overly amused voice and offered me his index finger.
"Why, so you can fart?" I remarked sarcastically.
"Nah, I wouldn't do that" he said with fake sincerity.
"If you fart Ben, no sex for a month" I said with all seriousness trying to grab his finger.
"You're kidding?" he questioned in a flabbergasted tone and pulled his finger back.
"Try me" I said defiantly.
"No sex of any kind?" he asked with an incredulous voice.
"That's right. No hand manipulation, no oral and oh yes! No Sapphic adventure stories" I said with conviction.
Ben's complexion turned ghostly white. A month without sex was an eternity to him.
"And, if I find out your masturbating, I'll extend it another month." I said with vehemence. I detested displays of male sophomoric behavior especially when it came to bodily functions. Now Ben had a sheepish expression on his face and looked like a little boy who lost his puppy dog. Although it tugged on my heart strings, I was serious about my threats.
"Ok Cin. You win. He said in a deflated voice.
"That's better." I said very maturely.
"Will you tell me a story?" he said in that little boy voice that affects me every time.
"I don't think so!" I spat the words in anger.
"Pretty please with sugar on it?" God, I loved it when he begged me for something.
"I'll think about it" I stated with not much conviction.
Ben got on his knees in front of me in a gesture of total supplication and tenderly kissed up my thighs to my pussy. He was a devoted pussy hound and frequently ate me. But, it wasn't necessary this time.
"Ok, you convinced me" I said in a fake deflated voice.
"Which story do you want to hear?" I asked in world weary way.
"The one about the guy and his sister" He said in a perky voice.
"That's very descriptive Ben" I said in a voice dripping with sarcasm.
"You know, ah...I think his name was Lenny or Lee" he stated in a panicky way.
I let out a deep sigh and gave Ben a withering look.
"Are you sure?" I questioned.
"Yeah, I mean yes" he said with glee.
The summer after college graduation I received an email from my friend April asking if I wanted to life guard at a local resort swimming pool. Apparently they were short handed and needed help badly. I usually worked during summer breaks from college because I preferred having my own money for clothes and other necessities.
The resort was affiliated with a nationally known hotel chain and was busy year round. Many of the tourists, especially children, took advantage of the free swimming lessons. The landscaping around the enormous pool complex was abundant with shade palm trees, a must in the hot and sticky Miami summers. In addition to the pool were various water slides and a lazy river tube ride.
The next day I reported for work and spent two hours in orientation learning the layout. Another two hours was devoted to the proper treatment of guests and their families.
Finally, when I took my place on the lifeguard stand at the main pool, I saw a familiar face on the opposite side. I hadn't seen Lee since high school graduation at Saint Bernard's Prep and his physical appearance had changed.
When he saw me he waved. We stayed in touch with each other after high school and I remembered his recent email where he mentioned dating April. For the next two hours I kept stealing glances at Lee, hoping he wouldn't notice.
When the relief lifeguard took my place, I met Lee at the refreshment stand. He was happy to see me and we talked about our high school days when we were as close as two people can be without having sex. Lee had a crush on me in high school but never asked me out. He was overweight but now he had a lean and muscular look.
"I was surprised when I saw your name on the lifeguard roster yesterday" he said bashfully.
When I mentioned to Lee that April neglected to tell me he was a lifeguard, he said she was the jealous type and was aware that we were close friends in high school. With April in the picture, I had visions of a long dry sexless summer. She was a tall full bodied blonde with large boobs and looked stunning in her red Speedo one piece.
"And, look at you, why... you look GREAT!" I exclaimed. Lee blushed.
When I asked about Lee's weight loss and transformation, he explained that after high school he went on a diet and exercise regimen at his father's gym and followed it religiously. His arms, back legs and chest had a sculpted look. When he moved his arms, his biceps danced up and down.
For the next week we worked almost identical schedules and it was a treat to watch Lee teach swimming to a group of six year olds. He had a polite and shy demeanor that was attractive. His muscles were inflated but his ego was anything but.
