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Subject: {ASSM} My Summer Job {Emi Tsuruta} (F+M+ exhib nosex)
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My Summer Job
By Emi Tsuruta

Note: this is one in a series of posts about my life.  If you'd like to 
know a bit more about me and my friends and what we've been doing, please 
drop by my home page at:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/


Before I forget, I think I'd better tell you a bit more about my summer job 
at the athletic center on campus last year.  The year before, I worked at a 
concession stand at the beach.  That was alright, but to tell you the 
truth, it did take a bit of the fun out of going to the beach because it 
started to remind me of work.  I still wanted to do something related to 
swimming, so I decided to apply to the athletic center.  They mostly seem 
to hire guys to work the front desk, but apparently, I was one of the first 
to apply, and I knew the boss, Ted, because I was in there swimming so 
much.  He was a real charmer, quick with a joke, and always holding doors 
open for me or my friend Satomi.  I'm not sure how old he is, but he was 
starting to go bald, but he still looked pretty dapper with his red hair 
and cheerful smile.  I'd heard some rumors about him - some American girls 
had apparently said he tried to feel them up - but I was pretty sure it all 
must have been a misunderstanding.  He was always so gentlemanly around me.

The other two students he hired were named Ray and Gavin.  Ray was an 
African American, pretty soft-spoken most of the time, but if you told him 
a joke, his eyes would sparkle, and then he'd break out laughing.  He 
seemed like a really nice guy.  Gavin seemed pretty nice too.  He was 
really athletic.  He was training to go to the Olympics for triathlon or 
something like that.  He came across as something of a ladies man, but I 
swear I never saw him with any girls.  He always seemed to be training.

Because I was the only girl, the two of them agreed to let me work 
weekends.  Weekend shifts finished early at 5 p.m.  I still had to work a 
couple of night shifts though on weekdays.  Ted was there during the day.  
At first, it was kind of scary being there alone at night, but I started 
inviting Satomi or my other friends Sarah or Natasha to come over, use the 
pool, and keep me company.  Sarah and Natasha are both really good 
swimmers, so once I showed them our pool they started coming regularly.  I 
guess it's the whole European thing - Sarah is from Italy and Natasha 
France - but neither of them seems terribly embarrassed about parading 
around the change rooms in the nude.  I do that too sometimes now, but a 
lot of the young American girls seem shyer about showing their bodies.  
It's kind of weird because I always had this picture of Americans being 
more confident and well... wilder I guess than people in Japan.  I guess a 
lot of it depends on the person.

Takuya and Hiro, the two Japanese boys I was telling you about, came to 
visit me sometimes too, but they never seemed to use the pool or other 
facilities.  Every time I asked if they ever exercised, Hiro would start 
talking his high school baseball glory days, but the rest of us began to 
joke that he was retired (He's like 17 or 18 years old).  It was nice of 
them to stop by though, and the time usually passed quickly.

The hardest part of the job came at closing time: I'd have to ask everyone 
to leave, lock up, check the doors, turn off the lights and the pool 
heater, cover the pool, count the cash, and fill out the books.  At first, 
I took it all really seriously - I didn't want to forget anything, or make 
mistakes.  After I'd been working there for a while though, I managed to 
get used to the routine, and started relaxing more.  Sometimes after I 
locked up, I would go in for a swim in the pool.  It was a bit weird at 
first having this big swimming pool all to myself, but I started to really 
enjoy the freedom.  Outside through the big picture windows, I could see 
all these cars going by and Kennedy's pizzeria across the street, but no 
one ever seemed to look in at me in the pool.  I felt special, as if I had 
my own private paradise right here in the heart of the city.  It was 
wonderful.

Late one weekday night, I cleared everyone out, and locked up.  As usual, I 
went into the girls' changing room, stripped down, and had a shower.  I was 
in kind of a funny mood that day.  I hadn't seen my boyfriend Ryosuke for a 
while, and I guess I was feeling kind of restless, like I wanted to do 
something.  I went over to the door that leads out to the pool, and peeked 
out.  The pool lights were still on, but it was dark out on the street, so 
it was kind of hard to see what was going on outside.  I wanted to go turn 
the lights off, but the problem was I was still all naked and wet.

I looked down at my body.  I slid my hand down over my tummy, and then 
brushed the water out of my pubic hair.  Almost without thinking about it, 
I was starting to get excited.  I cupped my buttocks in my hands, and 
pulled them apart.  My hello kitty was starting to get all tingly, and I 
could tell I was getting wet... down there I mean.  I didn't know what I 
was thinking anymore.  Who cares if I am naked?  I'm just going to dash out 
there, and shut off the lights.

I put my hand between my breasts feeling my racing heart.  I took a deep 
breath, and then went out on to the pool deck.  Even with the reflection 
off the windows, I could still see the headlights of the cars going by on 
the street outside.  With the pool lit up by all these bright lights, if 
anyone looked in, they'd definitely be able to see me.  I wonder if Kennedy 
and Clint are over there working late in the pizzeria.  Probably.  Won't 
they be surprised if they look out, and see me out here naked?

I walked all the way down to the lifeguard's office.  The switch box is on 
the side, kind of sheltered from the main street, but people can still see 
in through the side window.  Luckily, there didn't seem to be anyone on 
that street.  I finally switched off the lights, and breathed a sigh of 
relief.  Even so, the streetlights outside were shining in lighting up the 
pool a bit.  I felt terribly exposed standing there naked on the deck.  I 
finally decided to go in for a swim.

I walked over to the edge of the pool, squatted down, and slid in.  I felt 
so naughty skinny-dipping here in full view of the street.  I was too 
nervous though.  I just swam a couple of quick laps, lost my nerve, and 
went back into the change room.  I was so proud of myself for doing it, but 
now that I think about it, it was kind of a silly thing to do.  The windows 
there are so big, and there really were a lot of cars going by.  I was so 
lucky I didn't get caught.

A couple more times after that, I ended up doing the same thing.  I was so 
worried though that Ted and the others might find out, so I started 
shutting off the lights before I got undressed, and a lot of the time, I 
just kept my bikini on.  It was much safer that way.  Luckily, it didn't 
look like my coworkers suspected anything.  Whenever I saw them at work, 
they seemed the same as ever.  Like most people at school, they have this 
picture of me as being such a good girl.  If only they knew the truth.

One day, Gavin came by to see me while I was working.  He had some big 
track meet coming up, and wanted to know if Ray and I could cover for him 
while he was out of town.  I didn't mind, so I told him sure.  The day of 
the meet, I worked the first half of Gavin's shift, and Ray the second.  
Then when Gavin came back, he said in exchange, he'd work the second half 
of my Sunday shift.

That Sunday, I went in early and started work.  Soon, it was getting near 
the time Gavin was supposed to come in, and take over.  I'd done the books, 
and had everything ready, but I'd kind of been hoping to go in for a swim.  
I just wanted to get in a bit of quick practice before I headed over to 
Satomi's dorm.  As it neared one o'clock, I quickly ducked into the back 
office, and got changed into my red and white bikini.  I wrapped a towel 
around my shoulders, but when Gavin showed up, he gave me kind of a funny 
look.

"What are you up to?" he asked eyeing my skimpy bikini.  I blushed, but let 
him look.

"Oh, I just want to go in for a swim.  Is there anything wrong?"

"No, no.  Not at all.  Be my guest," he smirked.  I left all my stuff in 
the office, and padded over barefoot to the change room.  Gavin was kind of 
staring at my rear end as I walked away, so I reached down, and fixed my 
bottoms.  I felt kind of flattered that a famous athlete like him seemed so 
interested in me.

There weren't too many people in the pool, so I swam a few laps taking 
breaks in between.  I guess I should have invited Sarah or Natasha, but 
anyway, I didn't mind so much swimming on my own.  A couple of the other 
swimmers recognized me from the front desk, and smiled.  Some of the 
swimmer guys are kind of handsome.  The best ones have nicely toned 
physiques without looking muscle-bound.  It's funny too because they all 
try to pretend like they're not checking out my bikini when obviously they 
are.  It's kind of cute how shy some guys are.

Anyway, after a while, I'd had enough, so I got my towel, and hit the 
shower.  I was just about to strip out of my swimsuit when I realized all 
my clothes were still back in the office.  I wrapped my towel around my 
shoulders, and went out into the lobby.  Gavin was still at the desk, and 
his friend Leo was there, just hanging around.

"Woo-woo, what have we here?" Leo said as I walked up in my bikini still 
dripping wet from the shower.

"Leo, you know Emi," Gavin said, doing his best not to stare at me.

"Hi, Leo," I smiled, quickly scurrying behind the desk.  "Listen, could you 
guys not come in the back for a minute?  I just want to get changed."

They both gazed down at my hips, clearly pretty excited to see me in my 
bikini.  There was this long pause, and then Gavin finally nodded.

"Sure.  Go ahead."

I went into the back office, and gently pulled the door to.  It didn't 
quite shut, and as I walked away, it swayed back open again.  I debated 
going back and closing it, but it sounded like Gavin and Leo were still 
around the corner at the desk.  Anyway, I'll just be a second here.  Before 
I started undressing though, I took a look around.

The blinds on the windows were partly open and the sunlight was pouring in 
making this line pattern on the desks.  Outside, I could see the trees that 
ran along the edge of the building, but the street looked deserted.  I 
untied the strings on my hips, and let my bikini bottoms fall to the floor. 
 I was getting all excited because I could still hear Gavin and Leo's 
voices, and here I was stripping naked by the window.  I untied my bikini 
bra, and took that off too, staring out the window, a bit nervous to be 
standing there naked.  I just kind of stood there for the longest time, 
feeling these waves of embarrassment wash over me.  I was really enjoying 
standing there naked, but I knew that I'd better get dressed as soon as 
possible before someone came, and saw me.

I picked up my bikini bottoms from the floor, and wrung them out.  I picked 
up my backpack from the floor, and set everything down on the desk.  There 
was some kind of ruckus going on outside.  Gavin was arguing with one of 
our members about something.  Before I could react, Gavin stuck his head 
around the corner.

"Emi, could you... uh..."  He went bug-eyed, stopping short mid-sentence, 
shocked to see me standing there naked in the middle of the office.  I just 
stood there, a bit dazed.  I finally scurried around behind the desk, and 
squatted down to hide.

"I thought I told you not to come in here!" I yelled, angry at myself more 
than anything.

"Yeah, I know, but this guy out here is pretty upset.  He says he paid, but 
hasn't got his membership card yet.  Did you process him?"

I glared at Gavin, a bit annoyed.  It honestly sounded like he hadn't 
really meant to burst in on me like that.  I guess it was kind of my fault. 
 I should have gotten dressed quicker.  Gavin went back outside, but he 
left the door wide open.  I got my hoodie out of my bag, and pulled it on.  
The customer was still yelling, and the voice did sound familiar.  I 
wrapped my towel around my waist, and peeked out the door.  It all started 
to come back to me.  That guy had been in here a few weeks ago, and paid 
his fees, but maybe no one had mailed him his card yet.

"What's your name, sir?" I asked, still a bit flustered.

"Herder."

Herder, Herder.  Where did I put his file?  I went into the back office, 
and dug out the big binder with all our membership applications in it.  I 
leafed through, and sure enough there was a Herder there.  I lifted the 
binder, and carried it out to the counter.  He got out some ID to show us.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, sir.  I'll make you up a card right away."  I lugged the 
binder back to the office, and sat down to fill out the card.  I felt kind 
of funny sitting there in my towel, but at least Gavin hadn't made a big 
deal about seeing me naked.  Maybe he was cool with that sort of thing.  He 
came in, switched on the laminating machine, and watched me as I printed up 
the card.  I took the card, and set it down on the press.  You have to hold 
it down for a minute to make sure the plastic sticks, but I was getting all 
nervous with him watching me.  I began to feel my towel coming loose.

"Here Gavin, can you hold this?"

He quickly jumped in to take over, but he lightly bumped into me as he did, 
and my towel started to unravel.  I just missed catching it as it fluttered 
to the ground.  Gavin's eyes opened wide as he gazed down at my wet black 
pubic hair, and we heard a wolf-whistle come from behind us.  Leo was 
standing in the door ogling my bare behind.

"Wow!  What a body!" he cried out.  I just stood there not knowing what to 
do.  This was twice Gavin had seen me now.  I guess I should have covered 
up right away, but I was getting all excited.  I placed a hand between my 
legs, but that just made it worse.  I was getting all excited, spiraling 
upward towards orgasm, helpless to stop.  I pulled my hand away from my 
pussy, and staggered backward turning to face Leo.  They were both staring 
at my pussy now.  I was in a complete daze.  The more they stared, the more 
excited I got.

Suddenly, Mr. Herder's voice rang out from around the corner, breaking the 
spell.

"Is my card ready yet?  I'm in a hurry."

I quickly picked up my towel, and wrapped it back around my waist.  Gavin 
and Leo looked disappointed, but I wasn't about to run around the office 
bottomless all day.  I was still pretty spaced out for quite a while after, 
but I finally managed to kick them out, and get back dressed.  It was kind 
of awkward the next few times I ran into them, but ever since then, both of 
them have been extra nice to me.  I was just glad they didn't tell anybody 
about what had happened.  Ted would have flipped for sure if he heard I'd 
been running around his office naked.

Then one time not too long after that on one of my days off, I invited 
Sarah and Natasha to come swimming with me.  They're the two girls I was 
telling you about who live in Satomi's dorm.  They are studying English for 
the summer on campus here.  They live just down the hall from Satomi, so 
I've got to know the two of them pretty well.  Like I said, they seem to be 
much more open-minded than a lot of the people in Oceanview.  Sarah once 
helped me out when I locked myself out of Satomi's room naked.  I told 
Sarah about accidentally having flashed Gavin and Leo, and she laughed and 
laughed.  I wasn't sure at first whether to tell her about the 
skinny-dipping or not.  I was pretty sure she would understand.

Anyway, whenever we went swimming together, we'd go into the change rooms, 
and the two of them would strip down right away as if it was the most 
natural thing in the world.  Apparently, they both used to hang around on 
topless beaches in Europe before they came here.  I started wondering if 
they might be interested in doing the same kind of thing here.

They seem so confident about their bodies.  They are very good-looking.  
Sarah is really young, tall for her age and slender.  She looks a bit like 
a Michelangelo statue except with a deep all over tan.  Natasha is blonde 
(down there too), a bit shorter than Sarah, but she has this wonderful sexy 
French accent.  She loves to flirt with the guys.  It's kind of hard to 
tell who she likes because it seems like she'll flirt with just about any 
guy.  She's really nice though, very cheerful with a good sense of humor.  
I don't know that much about Europe or the things they talk about, but they 
are so upbeat and lively.  I always enjoy it when we get a chance to go out 
together.

Anyway, that day, Ray was on duty when we showed up at the front desk.  He 
kind of smiled when he saw me with Sarah and Natasha, but he was on his 
best behavior.  He gave us each keys for a locker, and said,

"Have a good swim, ladies."

There were a few other women in the change room, but we'd got there a bit 
late, so most of them seemed to be getting ready to go home.  We found a 
locker room with no one in it, and set down our stuff on the benches.  
Natasha just sort of sat there for a while, but Sarah started stripping off 
her clothes.  We'd been there enough times together that I felt completely 
at home with them.  I quickly stripped down too, and then stood there naked 
waiting for Natasha.  Usually she's so outgoing, but apparently, she had 
something on her mind.  She finally got undressed, and then joined us in 
the shower.  I still felt a bit self-conscious parading around the change 
rooms buck naked when there are people there, but I'd gotten more used to 
it lately.  Sarah flicked some water in my face, and I tried to get her 
back.  Natasha finally started smiling.

"Children," she chided.

We went back, put on our swimsuits, and then went out to the pool.  There 
were maybe ten other swimmers there, mostly guys.  Some of the guys were 
checking us out when we came in.  I was glad that the guys seemed at least 
as interested in me as Sarah and Natasha - the three beauties.

We went in swimming for a while.  Sarah in particular has such long 
powerful arms and is in such good shape I had to swim hard to keep up.  
Natasha swam a bit, but then she got out, and sat on the edge, watching us. 
 For some reason, she doesn't seem to need to exercise that much to stay in 
shape.  She's kind of a guy magnet already with her big breasts and slender 
waist.

As the afternoon wore on, most of the other swimmers left.  I was getting 
tired of swimming, so I suggested we try the sauna.  It's this little 
boxed-in wooden room at the deep end of the swimming pool.  There was no 
one else there, so the three of us sat down, and relaxed.

"Are there saunas in Europe too?" I asked.

"Yeah," they both smiled.

"What are they like?"

"I don't know," Sarah said, looking up.  "They're a bit bigger than this, I 
guess... and usually you don't wear swimsuits."

"What?  You sit there naked?"

"Or in a towel.  Mostly naked I guess."

I looked over at Natasha.

"Yeah, it$B!G(Bs the same in France.  What about Japan?"

"I guess there are saunas.  I've never really been.  I like hot springs 
better.  Japan has lots of those."

"Do you wear swimsuits in a hot spring?" Sarah asked.

"No," I sighed.  "Seems kind of silly really."  The two of them just sat 
there quiet for a while.  I looked over wondering if they were thinking the 
same thing I was.  "I wonder what people would say if we went nude here."

They both laughed.  I wasn't sure if they realized I was serious, but 
anyway, they didn't seem shocked or anything.  If Satomi had been there, 
she would have been having a bird for sure.  I peeked out the door to see 
if any guys were coming this way.  It looked like they were all still 
swimming.  Natasha looked at me seemingly a bit edgy.

"Um, do you think... um... do you think it would be alright?  I mean this 
is America not Europe or Japan," she noted.  Sarah was still smiling.

"Sure, it'll be OK.  I've been dying to get out of my top."  She reached 
around and undid the ties on her top, and peeled it off.  I still couldn't 
get over how tanned her breasts were.  She must go topless a lot.  Her 
breasts weren't big, smaller than mine even, but they were a nice shape.

"What'll we say if someone comes?" I asked, still hesitating.  I wanted to 
strip too, but I was worried about getting in trouble.  I guess I hadn't 
really expected Sarah to strip off like that.

"We don't have to say anything.  I think it's a silly custom anyway."  
Sarah leaned over, and told Natasha about the time I'd gotten locked out of 
Satomi's room naked.  As she did, she slid down her bottoms, grinning like 
we were all part of this secret conspiracy to get America to loosen up.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" I asked Sarah.  I immediately regretted asking, 
but for some reason, the way she was acting made me wonder if she didn't 
know quite a lot about guys.

"No," she said staring down as she straightened out her pubic hair.  She 
looked a bit self-conscious, more because of my question than because of 
her nudity.  She was easily the youngest of us three, 18 or 19.

"Oh," I said.  I popped open my own top, a bit embarrassed to show them my 
breasts.  They didn't laugh or anything.  They both seemed so calm, like 
the whole thing was no big deal.  I quickly pulled off my bottoms, and sat 
back down.  I didn't feel calm at all.  I was getting all excited thinking 
of the guys swimming around outside.

Natasha pulled off her suit, sat back and relaxed.  Her breasts were so 
big, and her blonde pubic hair looked obscenely sexy.  I was so jealous of 
her body.  Even so, she looked even more at ease than Sarah.  I couldn't 
understand how they could be so calm sitting here naked.

We sat there for a while chatting about Natasha's fiance and my boyfriend 
Ryosuke.  Her fiance sounded like a really nice guy.  He was Italian 
American, and worked as a businessman up in Los Angeles.  It sounded like 
he was really busy.  I'd never even met him.  As we chatted, I slowly began 
to feel more at ease sitting there naked.  Then suddenly out of the blue, 
the door opened.  I reached for my towel, but Sarah didn't even blink.  Two 
guys peered in, clearly quite shocked to find the three of us sitting in 
here in the nude.

"Oh, sorry.  We d-d-didn't..." one stuttered.

"That's alright," Sarah nodded calmly, showing no hint of embarrassment.  
"We're almost done."

The guys just kind of looked at each other, obviously amazed to see such 
beautiful girls naked.  I put my towel back down letting them look at me.  
I was getting so excited though.  My breasts were starting to swell up.  
Luckily, I didn't recognize them.  That would have been even more 
embarrassing if it had been a couple of the regulars.  Still, I felt 
completely weird sitting there showing off my body to complete strangers.  
I jumped when Sarah motioned for me to slide down the bench, and make room 
for them.  I was getting so excited I was starting to shake uncontrollably. 
 Oh god.  I'd better be careful.  I don't want to orgasm in front of them.  
I could feel it coming though, and I wasn't sure I could stop it.  I found 
myself staring at the bulges in the front of their swim trunks.

"Where are you girls from?" one guy asked as he sat down.  It was pretty 
obvious he was trying to pick us up.

"Italy."

"France."

I couldn't take the pressure anymore.  I pulled the towel over my pubic 
hair, and stood up.  Now the two of them were staring at my bare behind, 
but at least that was better than having them stare at my pussy.  I almost 
lost it there.

"Been here long?"  They both looked so eager, staring lustfully at our 
bodies.  I couldn't take it though.  I picked up my bikini off the bench, 
and folded it.

"Uh, listen guys," I said.  "I think I'm going to go on ahead."  Holding 
the towel in front of my aching clitoris, I went out the door still naked 
onto the pool deck.  This probably wasn't the brightest idea.  All the guys 
in the pool turned to look at me, and even some of the people outside on 
the sunny street were looking in shocked.  I even heard a car horn honk.  
Oh god, what am I doing parading around out here naked?  It's broad 
daylight for heaven's sake.

I strolled over as calmly as I could toward the girls' showers, but my head 
was spiraling up in this tidal wave of erotic ecstasy.  The guys in the 
pool started wolf-whistling at me as I dashed into the safety of the 
shower.  I turned on the shower, but no matter how cold I set the water, it 
couldn't cool down my blazing body.  I reached down, and started 
masturbating right there in the middle of the shower.  I kept thinking over 
and over again of all those guys who had seen me.  I came in no time, not 
even thinking if there was anyone else there or not.  I showered off my 
pussy as best I could, and went, and sat down on the benches.

What have I just done?  I've gone crazy.  That's the only way to explain 
it.  I can't keep doing these things.  Not at work anyway.

Pretty soon.  Sarah and Natasha came back in.  They had had enough sense to 
put their swimsuits back on before coming back out onto the deck.

"What was all that shouting and whistling?" Sarah asked.  I looked up at 
her, and blushed.  I couldn't explain.  I felt so embarrassed.  They must 
know I'm an exhibitionist for sure now.  It was impossible to deny it.

Sarah sat down next to me, and put her hand on my shoulder.  I guess they 
could tell I was upset.  I finally managed a smile.  Natasha laughed.

"Maybe we should be more careful next time."

"If there is a next time," Sarah smiled.

Eventually, I somehow managed to get my feelings back under control.

"What happened to those guys?" I asked.

"Oh nothing.  We brushed them off.  They kept drooling all over us, so we 
had to get dressed."

I laughed.  Really those guys must have been so freaked out.  I was glad 
though, glad that Sarah and Natasha were up for these things, even if I 
could never match their calm.  Anyway, I guess I'll stop here for now.  
Talk to you soon.


Emi Tsuruta
My web site:
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/emitsuruta/www/

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