You didn’t know how to tell your mother this, but you always hated it when she took you to the

You didn’t know how to tell your mother this, but you always hated it when she took you to the pool on the weekends. The reason being that you couldn’t swim, and were to afraid to take the necessary steps to try to learn. The last time you did, the lifeguard had to quit flirting with the girls he was talking to and actually do his job by saving your life. Once he pulled you out of the water with his animal like strength and made sure you were okay, he whispered firmly into your ears “thanks a lot for wasting my time you little prick.” You started to cry. Now you were back here again. Your mom was having a good time swimming around. She drew a lot of attention to herself. She was very beautiful after all. You didn’t dare follow her into the deep-end though. Especially not with that lifeguard watching. You were too afraid to even look at him since that day.  Some nagging feeling in you somehow possessed you to sneak a peak just this one time. When you did you noticed he was looking right at your mom. Your stomach dropped. You felt an awful sick feeling in your gut. But something else happened as well. But that feeling happened below your conscious awareness. Later on a group of kids asked you if you wanted to play with them. that was weird. You weren’t used to getting favorable attention like this. They wanted to hang out by the play structure, outside of the pool grounds. You asked your mom if you could, believing that she’d say no (and secretly hoping she would as well). But to your surprise she let you go. You walked off apprehensively with the boys. After a few minutes of playing tag with these kids in the sand pit they began to get mean with you. They started to tease about how slow you were at chasing them. They then began calling you “gay” and “weak”. This is why you didn’t have friends. They would all eventually realize what a loser you really were. You ran away from them failing to hold back tears, though you tried. You ran back to the pool and obliviously ran under the sign that said “pool closed” You didn’t notice as you escaped the laughs of those little goblins behind you.  You were too wrapped up in shame and hurt to read the sign on the way in, but you immediately felt the emptiness of the pool area as you ran into the middle of it. You’ve never seen it empty like this. It was very surreal. You started wondering where your mom went. you were worried. But in fear of those kids chasing after you and finding you in the pool area with only one exit and no more place to run, you ran up into the lifeguard’s tower and sat with your knees held up to your chest. Your heart might have jumped out of your chest if your knees weren’t their to hold it in place when you heard a voice. But after a second you realized it wasn’t a kid’s voice. It was your mom’s voice. You got up excited and looked over the edge of the tower to see your mom. A warm calm washed over you at realizing she was in your proximity.  Then another voice pierced the beauty of the moment. You look over to see where the deep voice was coming from. Your eyes scanned over to the rugged body and handsome face of the lifeguard. Your fear comes back twice-fold. You remember that face up close as he called you a little prick. It was burned into your mind. What was he doing with your mom?  Neither of them saw you. You remained watching through a slit in the boards of the tower. Your mom was more giggly than usual, and she always had a bubbly personality anyways. That made you happy, but the vibe you were getting from the life guard was sinister. You could feel his malicious intent as if he were trying to trick her into doing something. He was doing what he was doing to the two girls he was flirting with when you rudely interrupted him by almost drowning. Seeing him with your mom like this made the sting of his old comments to you came back as hard as it did on that same day. You’ve been extra shy around figures of authority since then. Almost to the point of paralysis. this whole situation made you sick, but your curiosity thrilled you to a point. your mom turned around to grab something from her purse. He looked at her bikini-clad ass as she bent down to grab her cell phone. He didn’t take her eyes off her as she was writing a text still half bent over. You were so disturbed by this that you went for the ladder to go tell your mom you were there and that you wanted to leave. You wanted to draw her away from this moment. But as you your foot came down on the top rung that familiar sting shot through you as you remembered what he said to you the last time you interrupted him talking to girls the way he’s talking to your mom now.  You backed away from the ladder and sat where you were sitting initially. You knew you should stop this but you couldn’t face this guy’s disapproval again. It frightened you more than anything. You watched on the edge of your seat as their communication took on more of a physical element with her grabbing his forearms after every joke he made and him grabbing her by the waist and subtly playing with her bikini strap with his fingers as he did. It felt weirdly comforting to watch. As much as he and his devilish intent scared you it felt right and even relieving to see him touching your mom in ways you knew meant something more than you were aware of. This feeling of pleasure rose to an exhilaration as they started kissing. Then the clothes came off, and wow, you were in heaven. You’ve never seen a naked man or woman before. Your mom’s naked boy excited you to no end. Your mom looked great in a bikini, she looked great in jeans, but this version of her was the most interesting to you. Especially considering that it was a version of her you not only never got to see, but one she never intended for you to see. But she was showing it off to him. Speaking of him, you looked over at his newly exposed area and it intimidated you greatly. The hair, the size of his cock, the muscular structure that implied some hidden animal nature in his masculinity that you as a kid weren’t supposed to be aware of. All of this horrified you. But you could feel it meant a lot to him to expose this part of his body to your mom. You could feel how private this all was and the emptiness of the pool area just compounded the feeling that your mom and him felt this moment required isolation. You;re not supposed to be seeing this. you still felt like you should do something to stop this but you were happy you had an excuse not to. You watched as he chased her playfully to your location. Her run displayed an innocence and weakness in her as her soft parts jiggled. and his run after her showed off his ruggedness and strength as his muscles tensed up like stone and his cock swung back and forth like a mace.  your heart started beating rapidly at the thought of them finding you and what exactly the lifeguard would say after you ruined this moment for him. You ducked down to avoid being seen. luckily they had no attention of climbing the ladder. After a minute of sitting up their listening to the sound of something bumping against the plastic ladder you built up the courage to look over the edge to see your mom being fucked by him. Words couldn’t describe what joy you were feeling as he made good use of your mom. this is what he was trying to accomplish. He wanted to make her let him do this to her in the way that he liked. And you could tell that your mom was enjoying him doing what he liked with her. You knew your mom well enough to know that this was a huge investment for her and she didn’t do this thing, whatever it was, very often. You could tell by the look on her face that she was enjoying quite the return on this investment. This went on for about another hour. Until the evening breeze started to come in. You watched as the breeze blew their ritual over to the pool chairs where your mom gyrated on top of him while he held her like his property. It looked good. This is probably what he did to at least one of those two girls the last time you interrupted his flirting with them. He probably did this with a lot of girls.  Now that you think of it it’s inconceivable that he didn’t do this to both those girls at the same time. They were giggling at him just like your mom was an hour ago. The magic this guy did to make these events happen was amazing to you. And the fact that it was working on your mom, causing her to expose herself to him and grind up against him, showing off her most private area, thrilled you considerably.  If she knew what he said to you on that traumatic day she probably wouldn’t be doing this with him. The fact that this truth would have ruined the moment if it were exposed only made her being naked with him more amazing. This is what other guys who stared at her wanted to do to her, but this guy was the one. Your mom on the other hand was one of many to him. As she should be.  The day ended with your mom and heading out to the park to get you and leave. As the lifeguard walked into the change rooms you ran down the ladder quickly and ran out the exit, meeting your mom in the park. She was fully clothed and had no idea you seen her in less then her bikini. The kids on the play structure there admiring her had no idea she was naked and doing what she was doing just a minute ago. She would hide that fact from everyone. But something in your gut told you that he wouldn’t. You liked that.  It’s been years since that day. you were still afraid of figures of authority and were still afraid to disturb or upset them in any way. You haven’t had any sexual experiences since then, and your mom seemingly hadn’t either. You still imagined your mom’s soft naked body. You didn’t make any attempts to see her that way again and just thanked your lucky stars you got to peek in on what wasn’t meant for you on that day.  Even though there weren’t many other virgins in your age-group you feel like you were ahead of the curve because of what happened to your mom. You know what other people are going through when having sex, and you knew that girls like your mom would be fucked at least once in their life by guys like that lifeguard. Guys that scared you. That was as sure as death and taxes. And it was a great comfort.  -- source link
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