Katie Starts Lifeguard Classes (Part 2)

The next night Katie was back at the pool. All the staff were familiar with her now, and she was greeted warmly. She changed into her Bears suit. Tomorrow was class night, and then she could wear her t-shirt too! She'd thought about wearing some clothes for her swim tonight, but she decided not to, since she'd almost passed out last night! She didn't want that to happen again and for Rod to say then that it was her clothes that were hindering her. Rod was not on duty.

She felt fine in the water; Katie swam her lengths a bit more slowly than she had the night before, concentrating on her stroke and making sure that she did not get out of breath. The first aid lady appeared at poolside. Katie stopped swimming and climbed out to speak to her.

"Good to see you back!" the lady said, giving Katie a little squeeze around the shoulders. She was careful not to get too close, as water dribbled from Katie's suit.

"I'm fine, thanks!" Katie replied. "I felt really fine last night after half an hour! I was sweating for a bit, then I felt really odd, like I'd had a couple of drinks!"

"Exhaustion does funny things!" the first aid lady nodded. "I've seen endurance athletes want to lie down and sleep on the tiles, with exhaustion. Then, when you recover, the body floods itself with oxygen, to compensate. That's when you started feeling too high!"

"That makes sense!" Katie replied. "I'm just taking it steady tonight!" "Good girl," the lady replied.

"Can you thank Rod for taking care of me?" Katie asked. "He was really good, and it wasn't his fault!"

"I will," the lady replied.

Katie looked forward all the next day to the class. She hadn't had time to go swimsuit shopping yet, so when it was time at last to go, she folded her red one piece again into her towel. On her last visit home, Katie had collected some old school games clothes, and she was pleased that they still fitted her. She choose a pair of red cotton gym knickers, the sort without legs which hugged her bum and thighs. They wouldn't hinder her! She had a matching red games shirt, with short sleeves, a collar and three buttons at the neck. She was ready!

After arriving at the pool after changing, Katie proudly joined her four remaining classmates. Two of the others, one boy and one girl, had already dropped out of the course.

"I'm allowed my clothes on now!" she said cheerfully, but no-one else seemed to share her delight. Her gym shorts felt snug and her shirt hung down, almost obscuring them. All the buttons on her shirt were left open, making the top of her suit just visible down her neck. The two lifeguards joined them.

"Right, Katie!" Rod announced in a very businesslike manner. "I want you to join me through at the small training pool! We must catch up with your class work and practicals, and we'll be quicker if we work one to one with a bit of peace and quiet! Is that OK?"

Katie was delighted to be given individual attention. "Yes, of course!" she smiled, quickly reaching for her towel.

They walked together out of the main pool area. "I'm really sorry about the other night!" Katie said, slightly awkwardly. "I didn't realize I was getting exhausted!"

"Don't worry!" Rod replied in a kinder voice. "The main thing is, you're fit and well!"

"Thanks for helping me!" Katie added in a sincere tone. "You were very good with me!"

"Well, you're my pupil and you're my responsibility!" Rod replied. "And you're so keen, Katie, you make more of an effort yourself than all the rest of the class put together! So, I'll make sure you're OK"

"I felt really funny though!" Katie explained, "After I'd got my breath back! I felt like I was tipsy!"

"That's exhaustion!" Rod replied. "It takes you from one extreme to the other!"

"That's what the first- aider said!" Katie agreed. "I can't remember everything from Tuesday, but I think I was jabbering away at you! I hope I didn't say anything too embarrassing!"

"Don't worry a bit!" Rod reassured her, as they arrived at the small training pool. "As long as you're OK!" He turned around a sign on the door, as they entered, so it showed the words, "Class in Progress!" and he closed the door behind them.

"The pool looks so lovely!" Katie could not hide her delight. "Is my kit OK this time?" She lifted the front of her shirt, inviting Rod to let the hem run over his knuckles and revealing her gym knickers, tight against her midrift. "This isn't too thick, is it?"

Rod smiled and laughed, "You're fine, Katie!" he replied. Now we've got some theory work to do first!"

They sat on two plastic chairs as Rod went over written material. Katie was a quick learner, and he soon found that he could just let Katie read through it herself, and she absorbed it straightaway. An hour later and Katie passed the written test with 100%.

"Well, you've caught up three classes on the others already!" Rod was really impressed. "We'll spend the next session one to one like this, in the pool" he announced. "Then you'll be ready to join the others again!"

Katie looked very disappointed. "Isn't there time to start in the pool now?" she asked, hopefully, as she stood up, stretching the back of her knickers. Rod paused and looked at his watch. "Well," he paused again, "Well, OK then! Give me twice up and down that pool! One hundred metres! Let me see your stroke, Katie!"

Well, Katie was delighted, "I want to swim in my kit just as I've been swimming before!" she announced, sitting on the poolside and splashing her feet in the water.

"Well, it helps, if you get in first!" Rod smiled. Katie dropped into the shallow end, which came up to her waist.

"I love getting in the water!" she said, stretching up on her toes and then bending her knees, so that her shirt dangled in and out of the pool. Rod noticed as Katie's boobs bounced around, in time to her movements. The bottom few inches of her top were a sodden darker colour now than the rest. Rod really wanted to push her right in.

"Well, I'm just going to have to start throwing you in, head first, to get you going!" he announced.

"You wouldn't dare!" Katie grinned, as she set off. She swam up and down effortlessly, she could feel her shirt flapping about a bit in the water, but it wasn't that heavy and it didn't slow her down.

"Excellent, Really Good!" Rod was genuinely pleased with her as Katie arrived back at the shallow end for the second time.

"You're a good swimmer now, Katie!" he told her. Katie glowed with pride.

"Now, I'll show you to make a float out of your shirt! Get you top off, Katie!"

She put her hands on her sides and gave Rod a cheeky look. "Now I've already told you," Katie said sternly, through her giggles, "That is no way to address a lady!"

Rod smiled patiently. "You know what I mean!"

Katie was shown how to tie the sleeves of her shirt together, whilst treading water, and then to keep the body of it full of air, for some moments at least, while she floated with it. Katie waded back to the shallow end and discarding her shirt on the side. Rod stood directly above her as they spoke, trying to keep his eyes away from her boobs, nestling like two melons in a tray, inside her sagging costume.

He brought out a body sized dummy, made of sacks sewn together and filled with stuffing. "This weighs about the same as a person!" he explained, and pushed the dummy a few feet out into the pool, further down where the water was deeper. The sacks sank a little and bobbed about, just breaking the surface.

He told Katie how to support the dummy, how to tow it to the side and then how to carry it out of the water. That was the hardest bit, and Katie struggled to lift even a part of it. She clambered out first, while still holding its "head" up, and lifted the dummy half onto the tiles beside her. Rod tried to keep his eyes away from Katie's boobs, bobbing about, but this increasingly was a struggle for him.

She practised this again, this time she had "him" almost out of the water when she lost her grip and the sack dragged back across her shoulder. She leant forward and wrapped her arm around it, but the sack had pulled her red strap down her arm. Katie's right boob jumped out of her suit, wobbling free, but she stuck to her task.

"Well done," Rod enthused; bending down beside her and gently pulling her strap back on, whilst both her hands were full. Then he gave the side of Katie's costume a gentle tug, to pull it back up, covering her up again. The dummy was lying safely on the poolside.

"That's difficult!" Katie admitted, giving a quick pull to her swimsuit.

"You'll get the hang of it!" Rod promised, "It's not about strength, it's about technique. I'll get to you practise that again! It's part of the test!"

Katie started giggling, "Did I pop out of my swimsuit?" she asked, innocently, knowing full well that she had.

"I think so," replied Rod, also knowing perfectly well that she had. "But I was watching you lifting the dummy, and I wasn't looking!"

Katie giggled, "But you popped me back in again, that was sweet! I don't mind if you looked!" Rod certainly had.

He looked at Katie's back. Where the red straps joined the straight seem of her costume there was a little plastic eye, on each of the straps. He saw immediately that these were designed so that the strap could be pulled a little further through the eye, so shortening its length and therefore tightening the costume and lifting it all round.

"Look, Katie, have you ever tightened up your straps?" he asked.

"No, I never thought of that!" Katie replied.

"Well, it looks like the straps are adjustable, at the back!" Rod explained.

"Oh go and tighten them, Rod, I can't reach!" Katie asked, sitting on the side of the pool. Rod glanced around him to check that were alone. He unfastened the eye nearest him and pulled half an inch of extra strap through. It was a fiddly job. The he clicked the two halves of the eye back together, leaving the spare half inch of strap in a loop under it. His fingers pressed into Katie's soft wet skin and he could see the marks of where her bra went.

"Oh, this is nice!" Katie wriggled about, she loved his attention.

"Keep still, Katie, keep still!" he asked, putting the palm of his hand firmly on her neck to steady her. Clumps of her wet hair brushed over his fingers.

"Do the other side!" Katie asked.

"Keep still now!" Rod asked as he repeated the exercise on her other strap.

"Hey Rod, it's a good job that the adjustable bits are at the back, and not at the front!" Katie laughed. The straps were sewn onto the front of the suit a where it bulged out over her boobs.

"Well, you could reach them yourself then!" Rod answered.

"But it would be much better if you did it, Rod; you know what you're doing!"

Rod chuckled in reply. Katie was just irresistible. He finished adjusting the second strap and then put both hands firmly on Katie's shoulders.

"How's that?" he asked.

"That feels tighter!" Katie agreed. Her suit felt more like it had done when it was new, although the front still offered Rod a fine view of cleavage, from his position behind her head.

She slipped into the pool and dipped herself right under, then stood back up beside where Rod was crouching. A fresh soaking made the suit gleam brightly and cling firmly. Water ran off her hair, gently dousing her a little more. Her nipples showed a clear outline as the wetness seeped through.

"I bet you've seen lots and lots of pretty girls here!" Katie suggested, teasingly. "And lots of pretty swimsuits, too!"

"No-one else like you!" Rod' assured her. "Im going to have to start behaving myself, with you Katie!" he added.

"Oh don't start behaving just yet!" Katie replied, giving him her best sweet smile.

"Are you doing anything tomorrow?" he asked. "It's my day off, but this pool is free all day, and another hour's practice will get you ready to join the main class again next week! I'll come in for an hour with you, it you want!"

Katie thought this was a great idea. Roy was away anyway, with the squad at an away game. He wouldn't be back until late on Sunday. They arranged to meet here at three. Katie decided that her red one piece would be washed and dried ready for tomorrow.