For Carnal Pleasure

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For Carnal Pleasure

The first job I had after leaving school was as an assistant trainee caretaker, at the local Leisure centre and swimming baths.

I was under the guidance and watchful eye of Bob, an elderly chap, that had been the caretaker since, well, forever.

I got on great with Bob. Very soon he trusted me with extra responsibilities.

On Thursday’s Bob liked to get away early. Thursday night was Bingo night for him and his good wife. More than often their evening concluded with a fish and chip supper. Bob always made a point of telling me this the following day.

The Leisure Centre closes late on a Thursday. Bob trusted me to make sure everyone had left the building, carry out the final checks and lock up.

It was nice to think he trusted me, and in truth, I felt a little bit empowered.

Also, there was a bonus for working late. My girlfriend, Debbie, would drop by for a late-night swim. After the pool closed we would have a bit of fun swimming naked, which nearly always ended with the best water-aerobics.

As usual, Bob left early, and Debbie arrived just at closing time.

Once I had locked up, we were soon out of our clothes and splashing around in the water. Our last cavort was to bathe in the super-warm water of the beginner’s pool. The water started so shallow that it only just lapped our bodies.

It was the perfect place for kissing intimate places. On many occasions I teased her sweet pussy with the tip of my tongue until she parted with her orgasm.

Friday was like any normal day. Bob was back in charge of locking up and I left work just after five o’clock.

That evening I remembered I had left my wallet in my locker. I needed it because I had arranged to meet Debbie later in town for drinks. Luckily, I had my key, so I decided to pop back and retrieve it.

The centre was closed when I returned, as expected. As I went in through the side door, I realised the alarm had not been set. Bob must have forgotten, I thought, silly old sod.

I was making my way to the locker room, through the main hall, when I heard voices.

In silence, and lit only by the emergency lighting, I went to investigate.

A couple talking, led me to the main swimming pool. It was hard to decipher what they were saying, due to the echo within the large empty space.

I realised, as I peered through one of the small windows within the double doors, that the couple were having sex by the pool. Dirty bastards, I uttered under my breath, that’s my gig. To my surprise, I saw it was my manager, Ivan. It looked like he was with a girl I guessed to be half his age.

I decided to sneak up to the viewing gallery for a better vantage. It’s always good to know these things, in case you ever want to dish the dirt.

Ivan, who would have thought it, and he, married with two children.

I saw the pair were naked when I peered through the gallery railings.

The girl lent forward. Ivan stood behind. I saw he was thumbling to stuff his fat cock into her love hole. At first, the girl moaned softly as Ivan found his mark and fondled her tits.

I’m not going to lie; her lustful cries was starting to turn me on. I felt my lad begin to stir.

I was desperate to know who the girl was.

Ivan had full penetration and started to rock back and forth. He then, I thought, began to get a bit rough. He grabbed the girl’s hips and thrust his weight forward driving his cock deeper into her pussy, or arse, I wasn’t sure which.

She cried out for him to cool it, but that made him more aggressive. As I watched, it became clear that the girl was not enjoying this at all.

When she raised her head to try and release herself from his clutches, I saw it was Candice, one of the lifeguards. Fuck I thought, she’s younger than me.

I was now wondering if I should intervene, as things were turning ugly. Ivan wasn’t going to stop until he had shot his load. And now he had his hands around her throat.

Candice certainly wouldn’t be strong enough to free herself from his impaling cock. I thought to rush in and stop him. But then I knew I shouldn’t be there. If I got caught, I could lose my job.

But I couldn’t just leave without doing something.

Maybe she wasn’t trying to get away, maybe she liked it rough?

By the time I had retrieved my wallet and reached the entrance door, I had come to a decision.

I knew the Leisure centre was monitored by a security company. I set the alarm, locked the doors, and left.

By the time I reached my car, the alarm bell was screaming like hell and the blue beacons were flashing…

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For Carnal Pleasure