I am a college student in upstate New York. Last summer I landed a job in Florida, where I subletted a beachfront condominium.

One Friday morning I received a message that I would not be needed for work until 8 p.m. It was now noon and a beautiful day for the beach, so I took a walk. This particular day I took a slightly different route, and sure enough I happened to see a couple of gorgeous women sitting outside the Holiday Inn. They were blatantly checking me out.

When I walked past and overheard some of their comments about what they would like to do to me, I had no choice but to turn around and speak my piece. Their names turned out to be Erica and Sandra. My eyes were focused on Erica. She wore a pink thong bikini, and a top that barely covered her nipples. Her body was hard and tan, and her tits were two of the largest I had ever seen. Her blonde hair was long and sexy. It took all the willpower in the world for me not to get a hard-on.

We started talking. It was going on 1 p.m. The girls decided to go inside for lunch. I offered to help carry in some of their beach gear, and they gladly accepted. I toted their things to their room and then told them I had to go but would meet them by the pool later.

At about three I went to the pool bar. From there I could see that the ladies were in the pool and that they looked even better wet. I bought a round of daiquiris and took them poolside. At around five it started to rain. We ran to their room, and all I could think about was untying Erica’s string bikini and seeing what she was all about. But why stop there? I wanted her friend Sandra too.

So I picked up where I’d left off at the pool — flirting, touching, hinting — but I didn’t seem to be getting anywhere. As I was about to give up, the phone rang. It was yet another girlfriend, and she was stranded in the rain at a 7-Eleven down the beach. Sandra offered to pick her up, leaving me with Erica. It was now six and I soon had to get ready for work.

I told Erica that I would be working all night. She said, “That’s too bad. We’re leaving tomorrow.” We gave each other a quick kiss and said good-bye. On my way out the door I heard her enter the bathroom and turn on the shower. I reentered the room and stood by the bathroom, contemplating what to do. I knew I would never see this woman again, and that I would be passing up an incredible opportunity to bang out a perfect ten. I concluded she’d either slap me or fuck me.

I opened the bathroom door to find Erica standing in front of the mirror completely naked and completely shaved. She looked unbelievably sexy and not very surprised. She smiled and said, “Well, are you just going to stand there and stare, or are you going to shower with me?”

I immediately got naked and pulled her into the shower with me. We quickly moved to the bedroom. I didn’t miss a single inch of that gorgeous body with my tongue. We only had an hour, but it was the most memorable hour of sex I’ve ever had. We tried different positions, and when we finished, we dozed in each other’s arms. We woke to the sound of the two other girls banging on the door. I checked my watch. It was eight, and I was late for work. I kissed Erica good-bye and never saw her again.

If there is anything I would say to anyone who ever finds himself in a similar predicament, it would be to live for the moment and that sometimes you have to make things happen. And you shouldn’t always worry about being late for work.