Grad school education

Grad school education Grad school education

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Genre: Erotica

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Delightful 'tutoring' by a take-charge lady...

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Delightful 'tutoring' by a take-charge lady...

Chapter1 (v.1) - Poolside massage

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I meet a beautiful trainer who takes matters in hand by the pool

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: June 04, 2020

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In the summer of my second year in grad school, I settled into a terrific routine that helped me get a lot done, and had me in pretty good shape. I'd wake up around 6:30, run four miles, eat breakfast, and spend an hour or so writing on my thesis - I was studying animal diversity in two streams - one pristine, and one pretty polluted. Then I'd spend an hour or so reading journals in the sunshine on my fenced-in patio.

When it got to be 10:00, I'd put on trunks and flip-flops (I was generally naked on the patio ) and head to one of my apartment complex's two pools. The big one was for families, and had a shallow kiddie pool - fine for checking out milfs, but too busy for serious swimming. There was a smaller pool just for adults. It was nice - had a dive board and a deep end, and was generally empty during the weekdays. I didn't have classes to teach that summer, so I often had the pool to myself if I picked my times right. I'd swim laps for 20 minutes, and rest in the sun, and maybe do some more reading. This day, I just brought the latest issue of Discover for relatively light reading.

Looked like I had the pool to myself. A pretty, plump blonde in a pink one-piece appeared to be napping in the shade by the pool. Hard to tell, behind her sunglasses. I tried not to gawk at her as I went past her to the pool. (I have nothing against women with curves, and back then, I was 6'3", and weighed 180 pounds. One of us had better have some padding, or there were bound to be bruises...)

I was having a dry spell as far as women were concerned. My gf was having the summer of her life, out on a dig in Wyoming, and I'll admit to being continually horny that summer... I swam my laps, and settled across the pool from the blonde, and got my magazine out. I'd carefully positioned myself so that I could keep an eye on her as I read...

I was pleasantly semi-erect when I saw someome come to the gate, behind the sleeping girl. She was...magnificent... Tall, at about 5'9", with chestnut hair pulled back in a ponytail, strong, sexy legs and toned arms, broad hips, and a narrow, flat tummy, and...high, proud, firm breasts showing nicely in her two-piece suit. She dropped her towel, bag, and glasses on a lounging chair on the other side of the pool, kicked out of her sandals, and stepped up to the dive board. I made no attempt to look away as she stepped confidently to the board, and hit the water with hardly a splash in a beautiful, controlled dive...

She swam to the ladder near me, and as she climbed out of the water, I cleared my throat, and said 'Dive team, or gymnastics?'

'Both,' she answered with a laugh, 'And ballet, too - until I grew these!' With that, she reached up and clutched at her boobs, and shook them. I laughed with her, as she walked over and extended her hand. Her name was Renya - Ukrainian for 'Irene,' and she said she was a physical therapist and personal trainer. I don't know about therapy, but she surely was physical. She reached out and touched my arm and knee as we talked, and slapped me on the shoulder at one joke. She asked if she could join me, and I quickky agreed. (Nothing in my journal was as interesting as this strong, beautiful, tall woman.) I nearly gasped as she walked to the other side of the pool. She was wearing the smallest thong bikini bottom I'd ever seen, and her bottom was every bit as impressive as her top. Round, firm, with that dimple on the side that shows true strength...

I had myself mostly under control by the time she got back with her stuff, and she settled in alongside me in the morning sun. As we talked I learned she was finishing up PT school, and worked as a personal trainer in an upscale gym. She asked about my thesis, and seemed interested. I tried to make it sound as fascinating as possible, as she spread suntan lotion on her strong, sexy arms, legs, and tummy. When she found out that I made collecting trips to my streams every week, she asked if she could come along sometime. I stammered agreement, but was having a tough time concentrating as she put lotion on her chest.... I learned that she lived in one of the complex's 2- BR apartments with a friend....

After a half hour or so, she rolled over onto her tummy, and asked me to put lotion on her back. Conversation slowed as I contemplated the work of art that was her ass... She asked if I had a girlfriend, and nodded in sympathy when I explained about my dry spell. I asked if she had a boyfriend, she let out a loud barking laugh, and said 'Not hardly' With that, she instructed me - almost ordered me - to let her do my back. I was happy to hide an increasingly -obvious bulge in my trunks, and awkwardly got up to change places.

As I did, she let out a whoop, hooked a foot behind my ankle, and pushed me into the pool! I splashed in awkwardly, and came up sputtering as she laughed. Then she turned serious, as I let out a gasp. I suddenly had a charley horse - muscle cramp - in my right hamstring!. It was pretty painful, and as I clambered up the ladder, she helped me to lie down on my back on the concrete by the pool. She apologized over and over as she took command of the situation, and proceded to help me stretch out the muscle. She took hold of my foot and pushed up to stretch, Her playful manner changed dramatically, and her voice lowered (to a husky alto that I found distracting ). After the initial cramp eased, she directed me to lie on the lounge, face down, so she could massage my hamstring. I mumbled a protest, but she insisted. 'It's the least I can do after I contributed to it.' I stopped complaining as her strong, skilled hands dug into the tight muscles above my knee, and I began to relax. She quizzed me about my workouts as she worked higher up the back of my thigh. Yes, I stretched before I ran in the morning. Yes, I warmed up by jogging the first half-mile. No, I didn't stretch much afterward, and no, I didnt think I was dehydrated. ..

By this time, she had worked her way up to my butt, and I was beginning to squirm a little as I began to get erect. She tried to work her hands under my trunks - but this was a while back, and my trunks weren't loose board shorts. They were fairly high-cut, tight fitting running short-looking things, and her hands wouldn't fit under the legs easily.. She rocked back on her heels and grabbed the waistband of my trunks. 'These trunks are gonna have to go!'

I yelped 'Hey! We're outside!! It's true, the pool was fenced in on two sides, and had hedges around the other two sides, but... ' And we're not alone at the pool!'

She swatted my butt fairly hard, and said 'Don't be such a baby! She's asleep - and isn't even looking this way!' I sneaked a glance over my shoulder, and realized she was right. The plump blonde had rolled onto her side, facing away from us. 'If you weren't so intent on showing off your cute little butt in these tight trunks, I wouldn't have to...'

It was my turn to laugh. 'You're a fine one to talk about showing off your ass, Miss Thong. ..'

She llaughed with me, and said 'Fair enough! But, since you got to rub MY ass, It's only fair that I should get a chance at your candy-white ass...'

With that, she pulled my trunks halfway down. While I DID have tanlines, she didnt see the cottontail she'd been expecting. 'Oho! So, when you're out communing with Nature, you're au naturel?'

I made a last, valiant effort to pull my trunks back uo, and protested 'No, no. I told you, in the mornings I read on my fenced-in patio ...'

She laughed againx swatted me again - even harder - and said 'Maybe I'll have to join you some morning! Now, don't be such a baby! I see bodies all the time. But if you're worried...' She pulled my towel out from under me, threw it over my ass, and said...I'll keep you covered.' And she effortlessly slipped my trunks down and off, and set them on the concrete.

I gave up - mostly because it seemed useless, and partly because I was finding being bossed around by this goddess kind of exciting. The idea of having her rub my naked butt in the sunshine in (pretty much) public had me aroused, too, and her hands felt...

Wonderful... For ten minutes - that seemed like two minutes in heaven, she kneaded my tight little runner's butt in the sunshine, with the towel mostly covering my lower back and the top of my ass. She complimented me, saying I had a nice, firm, butt, and that with some squats, it could look even better. I found myself unable -and unwilling - to say no to her as she got me to agree to let her show me around the complex 's gym, and invited herself along with me next time I went into the field, day after tomorrow. Then her voiced dropped even lower, and she said 'After intense massage like that, we're supposed to 'make nice.' With that, the intense, deep kneading she'd been doing.changed , into longer, slower, lighter strokes that started behind my knees, and moved up over the back of my thighs, and up and over my upturned ass. She got more tanning oil, and gently but firmly spread my legs a little more and more with each stroke, as she now included both legs. The towel moved higher and higher with each stroke, and I began to involuntarily grind down into the lounge, and raise my butt up to meet her strokes. She wasn't just spreading my legs now - she was spreading my cheeks with each pass. I was breathing heavily, and wondering if I could possibly get any harder, when she leaned forward, pressed those amazing breasts against my back, and whispered in my ear... 1075 A...I'll leave the door unlocked...

She smacked my ass, threw the towel into the pool, grabbed my trunks and her bag, and fled the pool, laughing hysterically. I was stunned out of a lust-filled reverie, and suddenly realized I was naked at the pool. I dived in, got my towel, and wrapped it around myself. A quick look on the other side showed the blonde lying on her back - but not obviously staring at me. Could she still be asleep? I couldn't tell, because of her sunglasses.

I settled the soaking towel around my hips, grabbed my sunglasses, and magazine,..dammit! She'd taken my keys!

I tried to sneak out as quietly as possible. 1075A? That was on the way to my apartment. .. might as well stop and knock...

As I tiptoed past the blonde, she raised her arms above her head, gave a delicious stretch, smiled wickedly, and said

'Great ass...'


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