My Summer Job
By Emi Tsuruta


Before I forget, I think I'd better tell you a bit more about my summer job at the campus fitness center 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 fitness 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 being 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.  Next, 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.  My feelings were 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's 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, 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 pussy, 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 sensual 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 about all those guys who had seen me.  I came in no time, not even bothering to worry 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.org/~emitsuruta/
