Lea was surprised by Clare's appearance in the shower room, she had assumed she would use the member's facilities which were much nicer.  She did however greet her with a smile which was genuine, she liked Clare and admired her quite a bit.  Her eyes met the older woman's in the mirror's reflection.  Almost reflexively her gaze lowered, following the older woman's towel draped curves in an envious tour of her full breasts and wide hips.  The younger brunette felt like a twig next the voluptous blonde mother of three.<br/><br/><b>"I can't imagine you have to count very high."</b>Lea replied, almost laughing.<b>"I would kill for a body like yours."</b>As her eyes raised to meet Clare's in the mirror her look turned to one of near horror.<b>"Oh God I'm sorry, I know it isn't my place to say something like that."</b>Lea was mortified to think what Mrs. Simpson might think of her comment.  She had been wanting to be complimentary and it was sincere, she saw the way men and boys looked at the hot MILF.  Of course she got many of the same stares but she didn't see them as she walked by, at least not usually.<br/><br/><b>"I should go take my shower, it's late and I'm sorry."</b>She said as she turned towards her locker, stripping her top off as she grabbed her own towel.  Though she thought she should probably cover herself, she didn't want to have her nice clean towel against her dirty body so she left herself exposed as she slipped out of her bottoms and headed towards the still communal showers of the employee locker room.  The array of skimpy suits provided by the club had required a thorough waxing so the young lifeguard was as bare as the day she was born as she turned the warm water on, testing the temperature as she waited for it to warm.  She shivered at the first cold spray, her small nipples hardening to sharp points at the tips of her pert young breasts.