After Practice
 

The swim team members had left and only my assistant Katy and I were left to close up the pool. This took generally about thirty minutes to make sure the filters were clean and water balanced. Katy and I had started this swim team six months before and had about thirty swimmers. We had leased a city owned Natatorium so we could practice and swim all year.

Since I was the coach, my usual attire during practice was team T-shirt and nylon running shorts over my lycra solid blue Speedo. Flip-flops and sun glasses with a wide brim straw hat completed my pool side attire for both indoor and outdoor swim coaching.

Katy was in the water a lot demonstrating strokes to the newbies, so she wore a team style one-piece that cut high on her thighs. She was a college graduate and having swum NCAA for her college, she was tight, fit, and pretty with long blond hair.

This was Friday night and after a week of really pushing the team, Katy and I decided to stay after and cool our jets for a swim. We both made the rounds and made sure the Natatorium doors were locked and most of the building lights turned off except for one bay of lights right down the middle of the pool and the locker room lights. The only noise was the water flowing into the scuppers. A real peaceful place to be.

I took off my shorts and T, grabbed a kick board, and strolled over to the pool. The pool had steps on a side area reserved for toddlers so I waded into the water and into the shallow starting end of the pool. I looked around but did not see Katy; she had disappeared for the moment. Placing the kick board at my lower back, I laid out on my back and just floated there with a sigh of relief, enjoying the weightless feeling of floating without having to tread water or even kick.

After about two minutes of floating I heard Katy enter the water at the steps and looked over at her. She had changed into a suit I had never seen before; a two-piece bikini, that really enhanced her image. It was solid light blue, my favorite color.

She strolled slowly through the water over to me and caught my shoulder with her left hand so I would not float away. Being in about four feet of water, only her breasts up were above water. I said, "Katy, I really like your suit. I have never seen it." She said it was her beach suit and that we should do the beach sometime when we did not have a practice or meet scheduled. She and I had never gone out or done anything together accept Team related stuff. I responded and said that going down to the beach would be fun and I would like to take her.

She then placed her right hand on my right leg, just below my Speedo, and stated how she liked my suit also, and that blue was her favorite color. I could feel me growing inside the lycra. I looked at her beautiful face looking at me and smiled. Katy smiled as she looked right into my eyes as she drew her hand over my bulge and gigged. Her hand cupped over me as if to embrace my bulge in most loving and enjoying way.

I was taken by surprise by her actions and slipped off the kick board, dunking myself to the bottom. As I came up and wiped the water from my eyes, Katy reached out to assist me in getting my footing on the bottom.

To be continued;

Great start-more please!

Katy grabbed my right arm and helped me stabilize my footing. I could hear her laughing in a very playful way as i stood up, holding onto her forearm. I too laughed at the moment wiping water from my eyes. Katy approached closer, pressing her mound on my thigh as she wrapped her arms around my waist and straddling my leg she said, "sorry to surprise you like that, but I could not help myself." I chuckled and instinctively let my right hand slide down her back and embrace her left cheek, pressing her close to me. I said,"Your touch is very nice, and I really like it."

At that moment, we seemed to be in a suspended moment of time as we gazed into each others eyes. She slowly let her right hand glide around my waist and once again, cup around my bulge. By this time I was getting hard and she gave a playful moan as she gave me a gentle squeeze. I moaned too. She was twenty years younger than me, and now I felt twenty years younger. She embraced my bulge like it was a prized possession. No one had ever been that gentle and seductive, or, maybe I was just too damn horny.

Yes, I had looked at her in her tight suit at practice and, I admit, I wanted to do something with her. Who wouldn't? But, each time, the age difference quickly jarred me back to reality as I knew she wouldn't want anything to do with me, an older guy. Well, I guess I was wrong on that idea.

Boldly, I let my hand that was embracing her cheek, slide around her waist and sliding between our bodies, I cupped my hand around her mound, her soft puffy mound. My heart raced. She moaned again in a way I knew she liked it and she pressed into my hand, showing me acceptance. I slowly drew near to her lips and our tongues touched as our mouths connected.

More to cum;

The kiss was ecstatic as our tongues darted at each other. The emotion of this embrace was really exciting me. I had a boner now and the speedo was stretched tight over my shaft. Katie lightly stroked under my balls with her index finger and alternately the underside of my cock with her pointing finger. She circled the head and back down the shaft. The silky smooth polyester material gave me a tingling sensation that was overwhelming.

She pushed her mound into my hand as my forefinger rubbed her clit thru her suit. We were experiencing heaven together under the dim soft light, the water all around us, and the waterfall sound of the scuppers. Our breathing was heavy as if we were doing the 200 butterfly, racing each other to the end of the pool, yet we were just standing in four feet of water.

Then a slam of a door that echoed in the pool like a thunderstorm stunned us both back to earth. We jumped apart as if stunned by a thunder bolt. We look at each other frantically because we had locked the doors and no one, we thought, was supposed to be there. Then looking up to the pool area main entry a shadow of a man came towards us. Henry, the custodian, in his usual manner, sauntered into the pool heading for the lockers. It was Friday and the custodian came in twice a week to go thru through the place. Katy and I cleaned on other days. Katy and I had gotten so wrapped up, no pun intended, in our passion that we had forgotten Henry would be arriving.

"Ohhh, Hi Coach." Henry called out, surprised to see us. "Hey to you Katy." "You guys are here late. Hope I didn't scare you." Katy, a bit flushed in the face said, "Hi Henry," and turned to act like she was doing something with a lane line. I called out to Henry and told him we had stayed late to check pool equipment so we could get it repaired in time for the next meet. Henry nodded and strolled off to the front offices to gather trash.

By this time my boner was back to mush and I stuffed it down in the pouch, so if Henry saw us again out of the pool, he would not suspect anything. Katy and I casually gathered our stuff and headed to the locker rooms, glancing at each other with a sly grin and twinkle in our eyes. We knew this was a just the beginning of something new and exciting

more to cum, we hope;

I waited for her to come out of the locker room as it was my policy to see her to her car when we left after dark. After a few minutes she emerged in warmups carrying her swim bag. She had combed her long hair and it lay damp against her back. Smiling she asked me what I was doing now and wondered if I wanted to grab some take-out and come by her place for a while. Since I had no real plans but beer and TV, her offer was a pleasant diversion from the norm. In fact, this whole evening was a pleasant diversion from the norm.

Katy had applied for the Assistant coach job when I formed the team. She was a graduate from Northeastern with a business degree. She had come to the USA from Denmark during High School as an exchange student, graduated with honors, received a full ride NCAA scholarship to Northeastern in swimming and won 1st place in 200 Fly and IM at Nationals. She new swimming and that is what I needed to round out a good club team staff. Since her arrival, I had somewhat taken the role of surrogate father figure since her parents were half way around the world. Needless to say, the experience tonight was both surprising and overwhelming

We reached her car, and as she got in, she asked if she could go ahead and get things ready at her house and if I would mind stopping by Ying Fam's for the take out. I said sure thing, asked her what she wanted me to get, and we took off, headed for our destinations. Ying Fam's was a couple blocks from where she lived and I got to Katy's minutes after she arrived. She had some jazz playing and had already opened a bottle of wine. I poured us each a glass, and we stood in the kitchen propped against the counter visiting about club things and other small talk just like we had talked on many occasions before.

I must have seemed off point or something as Katy stepped over to me, placing her hand around my waist and looked up at me with an inquiring look. She said," Is anything wrong? you seem uneasy?" I took a sip of wine and said, "no, not really, but what we did at the pool did surprise me a bit." Katy set her glass on the counter and with both hands around my neck, she reached up and kissed me. "Did you enjoy what we were doing?" she asked. "Oh, very much." I said. I didn't know you had those kind of feelings for me, so it kinda took me back for a minute." She took me by the hand and as she walked me to the table, she said, "Let's eat some food, I'm starved, and continue this conversation. It is important to me." We sat down, ate our Chinese food with chop sticks, and then settled into the couch to finish our wine.

The night is young:

The jazz was soothing and for a few minutes we just sat there absorbing the moment. Katy broke the silence and said, "Coach, can I call you Matt outside of team events?" I said it was fine, easing into this new chapter in our relationship. She continued, "Thanks, that means a lot to me. And you mean a lot to me. You seem so gentle, but in control, and I like that. I like for a man to respond to me the way you did tonight in the pool. I have been with too many boys that just go crazy and want to rush and only satisfy themselves." All I could say at this time was thanks and I really like you to remarks.

Reflecting back to the pool just an hour or so before, I began getting wood just listening to her. She had one hand on my leg and holding the glass of wine, she sipped a bit and continued. "I have always enjoyed the company of older men, even when I was a kid, before, you know, I knew anything about sex. They always seemed more calm and reassuring. The boys my age these days are all about themselves, and have no manners, it seems." I agreed with her and commented that I had been raised to respect a woman, and do the little things like open the door; she interrupted smiling, " and walk a lady to her car?" I said yea,, that too.

She finished her glass of wine and hopped up off the couch. "You wanna do some hot tub?" she inquired in a perky happy way. I said, "sure, didn't know you had one." "Hey, that's a necessity in Denmark." she said pulling me off the couch. "Now go put on that sexy speedo while I go change," She said skipping off to her bedroom. I went to the car, grabbed my swim bag and came back inside. Putting on that damp cold speedo was not very enticing, but thinking about the next hour was, so, shiver me timbers and let's just do it.

I came out of the bathroom with nothing on but the speed to see her waiting by the patio door in a different white one-piece that was nearly a thong in back. As she turned I couldn't help but look down to see how the suit cupped her mound and swooped over high on her thigh. Well, the wood is growing again. I helped her flip off the cover. She pushed a button and the lights came on offering an inviting blue ambiance. We stepped in and sat on opposite sides. I chose one with lower back nozzles. She hit the pump and the tub jarred into operation with bubbles pelting our backs and bodies.

I slid down on the seat thrusting my hips forward and spreading my legs on either side of Katy's. Laying my head back, I was melting in the moment. Then, I felt her foot slide up my leg and rub my calf back and forth in a sort of asking permission way. Then she extended her foot to my inner thigh and rubbed it back and forth, I duplicated the maneuver on her opposite leg with my free foot as a way of saying okay. After what seemed like a few seconds, her foot was pressing my bulge and her toes massaging it. Wood was now growing a boner. I positioned my foot on her mound also, pressing lightly and playfully, my toes were in heaven, and I followed. She copied the actions as we rubbed each other. I could hear her little moans even over the hot tub rumble. And an occasional "I like that,, more please!" her eyes shut.

and the story grows;

After several minutes of "foot massage" Katy pulled back her foot and sat up on her bench looking at me. I did the same thing to get a out of the warm pulsing water and cool off. We both were getting overheated in a couple of ways. Katy stood up and as the water cascaded down her body, the white suit, now transparent, revealed her completely. Her breast filled out the top and her nipples peaked the Lycra showing her excitement. Her belly button on a very flat tummy said kiss me. Her mound was shaved smooth revealing her camel toe on bottom of a perfectly formed pubic mound that accentuated her petite curvy form.

I instinctively reached out and with both hands embracing her round butt cheeks, pulled her close as my lips met her mound with a gentle kiss. She placed her hands on my head and pushed me gently into her pussy. My tongue stroked her slit through the Lycra. My heart was pounding as she said again," I really like that!" I felt her slowly bend her knees and then slide her body down my chest as she straddled me, her pussy against my bulge and boner. She said looking into my eyes, "Let me give you some room as she reached down inside my speedo and pulled my shaft up. With that, she rubbed her mound against me as we kissed, our tongues darting into each other's mouth and dancing together like children in the park. I took a breath and said, "Perhaps my suit is in the way." She just stood up without a word and with both hands pulled it down and off my feet, tossing it to a deck chair. I said, "well, what's good for the goose, is good for the gander." She smiled and pulled her suit over each shoulder slowly letting her perky breasts go free, then wiggled side to side as she pulled it down to her ankles. Then tossed it over to join mine on the chair.

I pulled her close again, this time, my tongue sliding into her slit, and tasting the sweet juices lubricating her womb. She let out a "Ohh My,,,, That's so good" as my tongue tickled her clit and she shivered in reaction.

more to cum,,, gotta go cool off myself;

At this point, I was hard as a rock. Squeezing her butt cheeks and licking her smooth mound gave her trembles that aroused me immensely.She had pushed me on me until I was practically laying on my back again and she was straddling me face, oscillating her hips forward and backward as my tongue darted in and out of her pussy and my nose probed her clit. Her head was throw back in ecstasy, her arms bracing on the edge of the tub.

Then she slowly pulled off and looking done at me said,"I want you inside of me." I didn't have a condom and didn't know what to say. She just slid down my chest and guided my cock into her. She sat there for a moment, absorbing the feeling, looking into my eyes with a nurturing gaze.

I said to her, "let's get out on deck, this water is too hot and so am I." She giggled as we eased up on the deck and sat joined together with just my legs dangling in the water. She wrapped her hands around my neck.With her mound pressed tight against me, I could feel her clit pulse with every heartbeat as she gripped my cock with her Kegal muscles. It was like she was massaging me without the normal stroking.

Foolishly I asked,"Am I big enough for you?" She laughed with wicked tone and said "You are just right. I love the feel of your cock. I have not had someone like you ever." "What do you mean?" I responded. She then told that the few times she had had sex, it was with a "boy" her age. They always wanted to rush and cum and not satisfy her. I said I understood and told her that giving her pleasure was just as important to me as receiving her gift. She then kissed me and pressed down hard against my pubic bone; her mound so soft.

I told her I liked it bareback, but there was some danger in that. I said that even precum could get her pregnant. I didn't want to spoil the mood, but, this was on my mind and I said so. She said, "In Denmark we love it bareback and take other precautions, A rubber doesn't feel right." "Your not spoiling anything darling. I just think it is so sweet that you would be concerned" she continued, pulling on my neck as she lifted her body up to just where my tip was insider her and then she slid back down my shaft. She quivered again at the sensation.

It occurred to me at that moment I had not been with a woman for over a year. My wife of ten years left me for another woman which somewhat took a toll on my confidence. We had been high school classmates, dated some then, and met again after college. Things developed between us and we got married. For years, our sex life seemed great and I thought it would go forever. Well, it didn't and her leaving so abruptly made me question my manhood. I mean, what could another woman give her that I had not. That question predominated my idle thinking and interest in another woman just wasn't there.

With every stroke that Katy made, I could feel the pressure building. My hands supporting her butt cheeks and her thrusting down even so gently was exciting me more. Her quivers as her clit rubbed my shaft was bringing me to eruption. I tried thinking of team practice tomorrow, but that was foolish. This goddess stroking me and moaning with delight captured the entire essence of my being. Her sokt breast engaging mine were heaven. Then she let out a loud YESSS, YESSS, YESSS, as she throbbed and pushed against me. I could not hold back, I released and pulsed cum and as my shaft pumped, my entire body lit up with spasms that thrust me deeper into her. We thrust each other for what seemed like an eternity and as the orgasm subsided, she melted against me. We laid back on the deck, my cock still in her but going flacid. she stretched her legs out along mine and with her on top, just laid there for a few minutes. She settled down against my cock to hold it in place for as long as it could stay inside her.

She squeezed my cock and raising up to look at me, she said, "thank you, that was wonderful. I hope you liked it too?" I said, " Oh Katy, that was better than any sex I have ever had. You really know how to treat a man." She responded, "You really know how to treat a woman," and then kissed me. Her tongue deep in my mouth. Laying with her while we cooled off and holding her near me, was a moment that reassured me and it seemed my manhood was back. She had cum first which made me cum and that made me happy.

literally, more to cum

Great story telling, Lapswimmer
 

Excellent job. Love your writing/descriptions.

But I am wondering if this is a purely made up story, or an account of what really happened to you?

Thank you for your kind words and compliment. I did have a danish girlfriend, was an official but not a coach. So the story is based on actual events with some poetic license. And of course the Speedo has been a part of water life for years. It does reflect the way I treat a woman.

After several minutes of lying together and gentle kissing, Katy propped up on her forearms and pressing her mound against me and giving my near flaccid cock a little squeeze that pushed my out, she said with a twinkle in her eye,"Wanna go again?" Boy did I, but then Sam, my Lab-mix pup at the house was wondering where his dinner was. I said, "Katy, I could stay all night, and want to stay all night, but Sam needs to be fed and taken out. He is probably cross-legged by now, since I am usually home earlier." And we have practice tomorrow at 0800. Without a pause, she said, Your right, this evening was kinda spontaneous, but I loved it." "I have an idea," she said. "My host parents from high school,the Jamison family, have a lake cottage up on Crystal Lake about an hour from here." They offered the place to me when they weren't there if I ever wanted to just get away for a day or so." What are you doing after practice today and Sunday?"

I thought for a minute,, actually three seconds,, and said, "Check it out and I would love to go. What do I need to bring?" Katy said she would call the Jamison's as it was not too late and see if the place was available first. We got up and strolled butt naked into her house, grabbing our dank cold suits as we passed the chair. She tossed me a towel, and I dried off and put on my warmups. She called the Jamison's who were happy to hear from her. They chatted for about fifteen minutes catching up. They were not going up this weekend, so she had the place all to herself. Still naked, she hung up, strolled over to me and said. "Matt, the place is ours. After practice tomorrow, we can get some groceries and head straight up there. Bring your clothes, which means your Speedos, and I'll pack a few suits for variety. You do have more than one don't you?" I said I had several, some tighter than others. She said, "just the tight ones,, I like you in tight ones." with a twinkle in her eye. "Oh, and don't forget to bring Sam; he will love the lake." With that, we kissed goodnight and she let me out the door, standing behind it, so as not to reveal her luscious naked body.

The drive home was mostly by auto-pilot because my mind was only on one thing, Katy. In one moment I would say to myself, "What the Hell are you doing? Your 39 and she is 22, almost old enough to be her dad." Then I would counter with, "But if she is in to you, why does the age difference matter?" "Enjoy it while it lasts."

Getting home, Sam was explosive and almost wiggled himself into. I let him out, he peed a river, and bolted back in for some dinner. Although Sam was bouncing about, and I was loving on him, my mind was on Katy and the memories of the moments with her tonight kept repeating themselves, over and over. It was giving me wood just thinking about her.

Finally, I said to Sam it was bedtime and we took our places in the bedroom, me in the King bed, and Sam on his pallet at the foot of the bed. Katy, having exhausted my pent up energy an hour before, helped me drift off into blissful sleep. The last thing I remember was the image of her wistful wanting look as she propped up on top of me and said, "Wanna go again?"

0600 came with a jarring ring of the alarm to damn early and Sam was at my side whimpering to go out. I drew myself out of bed, made some coffee, and packed some Speedo suits and cover-ups in a separate bag from my team swim bag. I picked out some suits I had not worn for some time, I guess, because the time or place lately was not appropriate, at least in my thinking at the time. My Ex and I would always wear skimpy bikini suits together. She liked the Australian bikinis that barely covered the mound and nipples. She had a tight body and they looked very good on her. I would wear narrow cut, ball hugging, low riding bikinis to match the seductiveness she expressed. A dip in the surf usually ended up with hot passionate sex later. If the beach was empty, sometimes right there on a towel. These thoughts passed through my mind as I placed these little suits in the bag, as now it seemed appropriate to don them again.

Now, off to practice;

I arrived at the pool to unlock the place and get the Nat opened up to let the cool summer morning air flow thru the pool. I was in my office going over the practice for today when Katy appeared at the door. "Morning Coach," she said with a twinkle in her eye. "Did you sleep well?" she asked. I looked up with a smile and said. "You bet I did and dreamed about you." She asked in a seductive way, "What did you dream, Coach?" "We better discuss that later or I will get wood just telling you!" I said, "Now go get the practice equipment out for the team and I will have a practice sheet ready in a moment." She giggled a wicked giggle and pranced off to pool storage. it was at this moment, I saw Katy in a completely different way. She was my coaching assistant, but now, there was something more to consider. We had to maintain our professional appearances in front of the kids and parents, so what seemed to be developing was going to be a challenge to keep secret.

The practice went as usual, but I could see Katy glancing over at me, seeming more than usual, as we ran the kids through the sets. At one time, we glanced at each other at the same time. She winked a flirty wink, and I darted my look back to the kids in the lanes. That girl was so flirty, it was most engaging. She was really teasing me.

The two hour practice seemed like an eternity as my mind was already on the road to Crystal Lake and the possibilities of what lay in store for us. it did not take us fifteen minutes to lock the place down after the last kid left and we were off to the lake. I followed Katy home so she could drop off her car. Then by my side, we headed to the lake, first stopping for groceries and ice.

We got Sam and then headed for the highway. Katy sat close by me with her hand on my leg. As we drove she started the conversation by asking me if I had been married. I told her the story and she acknowledged with the usual kind concerns and "sorrys" that go with such a tale. One thing she said that stuck was that there was noting I could do to save the marriage considering my Ex had left for another woman. She reconfirmed my manhood and giving me a gentle squeeze on my leg, reach up and kissed me on the cheek. I responded by placing my free arm around her shoulder and she settled in for the ride.

Our conversation hit many topics that included her NCAA life, career as a graphics artist and I told her about my day job as an engineer. The only interruptions were her giving me directions up the mountain to the Lake and cabin. The hour drive seemed like a few minutes as we conversed and then we arrived.

She hopped out and found the key behind the planter, and unlocking the place, it came to life. I unloaded our bags and groceries. Sam headed straight for the lake. As we were putting up the refrigerator stuff, Katy said," let's get into something cool and more comfortable. You brought your Speedos, didn't you?" I told her I brought several like she had asked me to and she said, "let me pick one out." So I dumped my bag on the bed and she went through each one, stretching it out between her hands, and musing over it. Then she grabbed a little yellow bikini, with 3/4" sides and said, "put this on, and I will go change.

I slipped it on, stuffing my package in the pouch, and strolled out to the living area. Moments later, Katy emerged from another room, topless, wearing a tiny yellow string bikini. She smiled and said," now we match," and headed for the kitchen. She asked me if I was hungry and I told I was, so she began making sandwiches. She asked me to get some drinks. I did, poured up a couple sodas over ice and took them to the table. As I came back to the kitchen, I could not help myself and slipped up behind her and pressing my bulge into her butt cheeks, took her breast into my hands and gave a gentle squeeze. She responded saying, "Are you sure you want to eat first," with a giggle. I said, "Yes, I'm sorry, I did not want to distract you." She said, "you can distract me any time you want to." She turned around, and pressing her body tight against mine, we kissed a deep french kiss. She said then, "let's eat and then decide dessert. I let go of her, helped her finish making the sandwiches and we sat down to eat.

What's for desert?

Great story so far. I know what I'd want for dessert!!!! ;)

One sandwich was all I could eat. For some reason my stomach was not as hollow as I thought and there were other things on my mind. Katy sat there woofing down her sandwich with those perky C-cup breast staring at me. In between bites she would remark about something unrelated to anything and I would be polite and acknowledge her remarks. She finished and we took our plates to the sink.

She said, "Lett me show you around the place." I asked her about being topless and she responded that we were a mile from the nearest neighbor and lots of woods in between. "Who would see us?" she asked. I agreed it was remote and casual nudity would sure be okay with me. She giggled that wicked playful giggle and, taking my hand, headed out the door. We walked a path to the dock on the lake. Sam heard us and came galloping, wet to the bone. We loved on him and then took a seat on the dock, our legs hanging off into the cool water. Sam lay down, panting.

The sun was warm on our bellies and we laid back propped on our elbows. She looked down at my suit and the bulge and said, "You really look good in that speedo! I like the way you put your cock down to the side. It shows so well." I must have looked surprised and she added. "Ohh, I hope I didn't embarrass you. I am rather forward and candid about things I like." I told her thank you for being open and honest. I said it was refreshing to have a conversation with someone that could just say what they were thinking. I told her I thought her body was extremely sexy and she blushed with a smile.

She then said, "When your penis is down like that, doesn't it hurt when you get hard?" I said, "Well, in this suit there is no room to get hard. He just pushes out. "Oh, that is fun!" she said, reaching down to my bulge. She took one finger and ever so gently stroked her fingernail across the material. The tingle in my balls and penis immediately aroused me and was already growing wood. She pulled up closer to me and said, "You touch me, too." I reached down and did the same, letting one finger stroke up her crack and over her mound as if inspecting a rare gem. We both quivered a bit. She said after a minute and now my penis was straining in the Lycra, "Here, let me give him some room," and with one hand slipped my brief off and down on my hips, exposing my package. The sun was warm on my sensitive skin.

Her hand embraced me as she reached down to kiss him. As her lips enveloped the head, I let out a quiet moan. Sam looked up to see if I was okay, then laid his head back down. Katy stroke me so gently and each stroke made me really hard. I said to her, "can I kiss you?" She sat up and slipped off her bikini and laid it on the dock. She pulled my suit off completely and laid them on the dock together. Then she said for me to lay back and I did. She turned around facing away and straddling my face, gently brought her mound down to my mouth. Bending forward, she took my penis again and sucked, and with her tongue, played with the head. I quivered with excitement as I pulled her mound and crack to my tongue and sucked on her clit. She also quivered with excitement. By now, Sam figured we were either dying and he could do nothing about it, or we were okay and he would just nap.

Her juices flowed as I sucked and licked and it was salty to the taste. After several minutes, she raised up and with one hand surrounding my shaft, she looked back at me and said, "Matt, I want you inside of me." I kissed her mound as she turned herself around and slowly, but gently guided my stiff shaft inside of her. As she pressed down hard on my pubic bone, she moaned a sigh and slowly began stroking me with both hands clasped against my knees. She thrust her pelvic forward and backwards emphasizing the pressure on her clit. I reached up to cup her breast in my hands as she took control of the motion and built my pressure. The beads of sweat on her body sparkled in the sunlight, her long blond hair waving to the motion. I slowly with me inside of her, rotated our bodies and laid her on her back on the deck. She wrapped her arms around my neck as I pulled up tight against her clit and my shaft now rode tight against her pubic bone and her Kegals gripped me. Both of her hands held my butt cheeks and she pulled me tight to her body. As I thrust slowly and gently but deep and solid, she accompanied with thrusting her pelvic so her clit would get maximum contact. I wasn’t counting strokes, but after only ten to fifteen thrusts, I was building an orgasm and was not sure if I could hold it back.

Oh my, i'm so hot - please do continue!

I braced my body on my elbows so I could look her in the eyes and absorb her expression. As I did so, she opened her eyes, and without voice, just mouthed an expression of ecstasy that I can't print here and pulled on me harder. Her quiet Yess soon drew louder and louder until it echoed across the lake. That was all I could stand and my brain literally short circuited as every nerve in my body was electric and each surge was a literal explosion of emotion and sensual release. She felt my cum pumped into her and let out a scream that brought Sam to his feet in wonderment and concern.

My last push was met with a "OMG,,, that was sensational!!!" her voice quivering. I sank down on her resting on her body but gazing into her eyes. We kissed a slow french kiss and I rolled us over so she could be on top.

I asked her how deep the lake was at the dock. She said it was about six feet and good to bring in any boat. With that info I rolled one more time, this time off the side of the dock. She screamed as we splashed down, a perfect ending to a blast to the moon. Of course our bodies came apart and we both surfaced with a gasp of air. She scolded me with a "That was mean!" She giggled again and I laughed at the moment. The lake was cool so we tread water for a few minutes then pulled our spent bodies from the cooler.

As we stood, I grabbed our suits laying there on the dock. The sun had warmed them up and I was significantly reduced in size after that cold dip. Handing Katy hers, I pulled mine on and stuffed the package in the usual way. Katy donned hers and pulled the string sides high up on her waist which pulled the suit tight against her mound, exposing every detail. Fortunately for me, a hard-on at that moment was needing some time to refuel.

Hand in hand we strolled up the path to the porch of the cabin overlooking the lake. Taking a seat in separate lounge chairs, we threw a towel down for some rest. Something was on my mind. I said, "Katy, can I ask you something personal?" ""Sure, anything." she responded. I said, "Katy, have you ever had sex with with another woman?" She knew exactly where I was coming from considering she had heard all the details of my divorce.

She said to me, reaching over to hold my hand, "Matt, I will tell you the truth. You have been the only male I can honestly say that has not lied or been deceitful with me."

She continued,"In college, my roommate was a Russian swimmer. We had had several talks late at night about other guys on the team and how immature they were. Then one evening after we had settled in for the night, she came over to my bunk and asked me if I had ever done it with a woman. I said I hadn't and she asked if we could try it; maybe just mess around a little. She said she was horny and said she liked my body. I think she was lesbian, but with a little anxiety, I let her touch me through the sheets."

For a minute, I was uneasy, then she gently drew back the sheets. I had on sport shorts and a Tee. She stopped and said, "Matt, are you okay with this?" You asked, and I did not know where to begin?" I told her not to worry. Her candid description was okay and I appreciated her being so.

She continued; "Nastacia, that was her name, knelt down on her knees and reached over to kiss me. At first, I might have seemed resistant, but she gently let her lips caress and peck mine until I opened my mouth and our tongues met. It was like a wash over me and I reached up around her neck and held her close, french kissing. She then gently put her hand on my belly and circled my belly button several times and then slid down to my mound." I have to say, that listening to her description was getting me wood again just hearing this tale of young sex.

"As her middle finger slid into my crack, I was getting hotter by the minute. I reached down and stripped off my shorts, and wriggling up and down, pulled off the Tee, leaving me at her will."

Katy described the entire affair to me. Then sat looking at me to see how I would respond. I sat for a moment and foolishly said," Well, what do you prefer, a man, or a woman for, let's say, more than a one night stand?"

Reaching over her chair, she cupped her hand over my bulge and woody shaft and with great clarity said, Matt, After the sex we have just had, how could there be a choice," and smiled with a wink at me.

She scooted over close to the side of her lounger and I did the same. We just laid there silent for while with my and on her mound, and her hand on my bulge.

Our romp on the dock must have taken a toll on both of us. We must have fallen asleep in the shade of the porch on this warm August afternoon. We were awakened with the sun peaking around the roof and warming our lower bodies. Upon regaining consciousness we gave each other a soft gentle squeeze as a way of welcoming each other back life. Looking at each other I saw that Katy had a wistful, satisfied look on her face and she threw me a kiss by puckering her lips and blinking. A couple of hours had passed and it was mid-afternoon.

The quiet of the cabin was only interrupted by the occasional chirp of a bird. Sam lay with his feet dangling off the porch, his back to us, still in blissful sleep. I was about to ask Katy if I could get her something to drink, when Sam's head popped up, his ears perked. Then we heard the sound of a car coming up the road. Sam jumped up barking. We both leaped out of our loungers and raced inside, Katy to one room and me to the bedroom. I grabbed the shorts and Tee I drove up in and pulled them on, the shorts over my speedo. As I emerged from the bedroom, so did Katy in similar attire. The car had pulled up to the front and we heard a car door shut. We walked out on the porch and saw a man approaching.

"Hi Charley," Katy said,obviously knowing him. Charley looked up and said, "Oh, Hey there, Katy. I didn't know you were coming up this weekend." Later, I found out from Katy that Charley was a neighbor that looked in on the place when the Jamison's were not there and he was just coming by to see if everything was okay. He continued, "who's your gentleman friend?" Katy said, "Charley, meet Matt Stokes. He's the coach of the swim team I assist and I invited him up for a day to get away from town a bit." "Well, glad to meet you, Matt. Katy here is good company and I am sure you will enjoy your visit," he said. If only he knew how good company she was,,, Oh boy. I politely agreed with him and exchanged cordialities.

"Well, I will take off so you folks can enjoy the lake." he said as he turned to get back in the car. "Katy, if you need anything, just give me call. You never know when something might break or quit running." With that he got in the car and headed back down the road. After he was out of sight, we both breathed a sigh of relief.

I looked at Katy and we both laughed at the moment. "You think he suspects anything, Katy?" I asked. She wrapped her arms around my neck, kissed me, and said, " You know, I don't care if he does!" "We are both adults, however, we don't have to advertise, now do we?" she said with a wink.

The sun basked us as we stood there gently french kissing. I embraced her butt and pushed her close to me. I said between kisses, " are you thirsty?" She said, "yea, let's get something cool and come back out here and get some sun.

Wonderful story. Please continue

Taking her right hand, we turned and strolled into the cabin with my right arm over her shoulder. I asked he if she like wine coolers? She said she had not had one in along time, so I said I would make us one and then we could do some sun time. I asked her to open a Sprite and I got the wine open, mixing the two over ice in our red plastic cups. Katy ruffled through her bag and dug out a bottle of sun screen. Looking at me she held it up and said, "We don't want to burn. That would really mess up our play." I said in a teasing way, "your right on that. We don't want to have anything interfere with our play."

She pulled the bikini top out, doffed the Tee, and fit her perky breast into it. Dropping her shorts, she looked back at me and said for me to get ready for some sun, I did, and my little yellow speedo was almost dry. She grinned and said, "I like the way our suits match. The colors are almost the same." I smiled. With that she turned to the door.

Taking our wine coolers out to the porch, we positioned or lounge chairs so we were on axis with the afternoon sun. Lying back, we set our wine coolers under our chairs to keep the sun from quickly melting the ice. Katy said handing me the sun screen, "here, you rub it on me and I'll rub it on you." And then she laid back and closed her eyes behind her sun glasses.

I pumped the spray and misted some sun screen on her feet and legs. They were smooth as silk, firm to the touch and toned like any good swimmers legs would be. As I spread the lotion up her inner thigh and rubbed it in evenly, my little finger accidentally brushed her mound and she wiggled and said "Ummm!" I sprayed her belly which was concave to her body and showing her six pack of muscles she acquired as a Fly competitor. Just for fun I circled her belly button with my forefinger. She has an "inny" and as I circled it, she said, "Ummmm" again. I rubbed more sunscreen over her breast and massaged them with a gentle squeeze as the lotion soaked in and dried. All the time I was spreading lotion on her petite 5'8" frame, I was feeling some pressure in the speedo and musing over her tanned body. I said, "okay, I think I have you covered. Now, will you do me?" Reaching for our wine coolers, we took a gulp. I settled back on my lounge chair and Katy sat up on the side of her chair to do me.

She started with my feet and legs. Rubbing lotion up my legs, she noted, "hey, I just noticed you shave, full body shave!" I told her that after having shaved as a competition swimmer, it was something I had just continued to do. "Do you like it?" I asked. She said, "I really do it makes you look so clean and sexy." She played the same inner thigh game with me and as her little finger whisked by my balls, I let out a "Oh yea!" and she giggled. I had not had this much fun applying sun screen or having it applied in a very long time.

As she was rubbing lotion on my belly, she commented about how she liked my six pack and abs. I thanked her and we got into conversation. At one point I said, "Hey Katy, I am just curious." When was it that you noticed me and wanted to get to know me better than a working relationship?" Without slowing her hand, she replied, "One day you were in your blue speedo working the lane lines and as you were wrenching them tight, I realized you were pretty hot." She continued, "I was afraid to even ask you for coffee because with you hiring me and everything, like, I just didn't want to be forward, you know?" I quizzed, "Then what made you make a move on me last night?" She said, "I saw you laying on that kick board and your speedo bulge was literally in my face. I could not help myself. I figured that the worst thing would be you firing me on the spot, but I had to like, tell you my feelings."

I reached over with my arm, and placing it on her leg as a show of acceptance, said, "Katy, I am glad you did. To be honest, I have had the hots for you from the day I hired you, but, like you, I did not want you running out of the Nat yelling, You dirty old man!!!" She laughed, we both laughed and she finished rubbing and massaging the lotion on my chest.

As we lay there, we continued to chat and one topic that constantly came up was brief swim suits on men and women. I asked her why she like the speedo I was wearing. It was not a competition suit, but a tight fit which gave clarity to the viewer of the contents. Katy said, "you know, like when we press our bodies together?" she continued, " The little suit just holds you together into a nice bulge and when you press against me, I can feel you and it makes me wanna screw right on the spot. I said, "Damn,,, I had no idea the speedo had such qualities." She laughed and said, "the speedo is just a showcase for your package. And I like to open packages."

We laid on our backs soaking in the sun. My mind had just one thing on it,,,Katy. She was so open and candid about things I was still in amazement on how she could talk so freely about her fetishes and sexual experiences. She was as casual as asking me to pass the salt.

She broke the silence with a question to me. "Matt,,, have you ever been with another man?" "I mean, you asked me and I told you about Nastacia. Like I am curious about that sort of thing." For some reason I had the notion she would ask and was kinda prepared to tell her my story, but in a way, too, I was a little shy about it.

I said, "Well, Katy, I am glad you asked (not really I thought). When I was on the high school swim team, a buddy of mine, David, were palls from elementary school. We spent a lot of time together even after practice. We did homework together and if we had time before I went home for dinner, we would hang out in his backyard pool. There was a high privacy fence around it to keep out neighborhood kids.

It was a warm Spring day and after we finished our homework, David asked if I wanted to hit the pool for a bit. I said sure, and he said, "Let's put on some dry suits, the other ones are wet and cold." I told him I didn't have a spare with me and he said he would loan me one of his. We both wore the same size and had swapped suits before. Katy interrupted, "I bet he didn't fill his out the way you do?" with a wink at me. I said, "Actually we both filled out the suits pretty good. The suits back then were a Lycra blend and there was a new material we all called "Paper." "What is Paper, she asked. "It was a very thin nylon material,not very stretchy, I forget the exact blend, but it was tight and left little to the imagination. It was supposed to be fast in the water and we all had to have one for swim meets." She laughed saying, "well, did you swim faster?" I said smiling, "Who knows, but we at least thought we did." She said, "go on, sorry to interrupt.

"Okay, I will. David went to a drawer and pulled out a couple of paper suits. Tossing one to me, he said, " here, try this one on and see if you like it." I responded, "But these are racing suits. You don't want to put anymore wear on them, do you?" He said they were past competition and he wore them to sun and just lounge in the pool. So I stripped and donned the suit, stuffing my package in. The suit was tight and even pulled away from my body a little as it stretched around my balls. Katy let out a "Ummm, sexy!"

David and I jumped into his pool. His folks both worked and would not be home for at least two hours, so we had the pool to ourselves. His sister, Becky, was at dance and would not be home for another hour. We splashed around, tossed a soccer ball back and forth, treading water with only our legs.

Taking a breather, we were hanging on the side of the pool when David said, "Matt, you look really hot in that paper suit!" Although his remark kinda took me off guard, I felt my penis stiffen a little against the suit, which also surprised me and the expansion of my penis gave a tingling sensation. I think back and although I did not realize it then, David was gay. He had never before made any remarks to me, so I was clueless and naive. I said, "Thanks Dave, you look pretty good yourself in that suit too."

He edged over closer to me and reached down with his hand and placed it on my butt cheek. We looked at each other and although I was confused a bit, I for some reason, didn't mind his advances. I turned to face him and as I did, his hand slid around to my front and he wiped his hand over my balls and now growing shaft. Instinctively, I reached down and embraced his balls and also growing shaft. He said as we were massaging each other, "I like that, Matt, do you?" Not ever having been in that kind of situation, I could only respond to the moment and said, "yea, that feels pretty good, but this suit is tighter than Dick's hatband." Dave laughed and said. "Mine too." and we just hung there for a while rubbing each other.

Katy interrupted, " So did you you two get off?" I grabbed my wine cooler and took a nice gulp. "Yea, we did." I continued, "For the rest of the school year and through the summer Dave and I would find odd times to get together and masturbate each other after some teasing through the speedo." After that experiment, I never messed around with any other guys.

I told her that after graduation, I took a summer job that gave us less time together and, to be honest, I just craved girls and scoring with them. Katy gazed at me with an intense look of curiosity. Finally she said, "So, do you like men or women better?" I laughed and responded, "Hey, those days were just exploration and self indulgence. I hope you could tell by the last 24 hours what the answer to that question is." She said she did with a giggle, got up off the lounger, threw her leg over my lounger and sat down on me, pressing her pussy down on my bulge. She leaned over and taking my head in her hands, embraced my lips and we enjoyed a long french kiss, our tongues darting and teasing one another. Her hips begin to move to rub her mound on my bulge and my shaft was growing again for round two it seemed.

My thought was, "How many times can this girl do it??? Can I keep up with her?" But rather than inquire, I just absorbed the moment as our bodies rubbed and played. After one long french kiss, she rose up a bit and said, "Matt, do you like massage?" I told her that I did and had had some good massages to work out some soreness from time to time. She said, "I don't mean therapeutic massage, I am talking about sensual massage. You know, like what we do in Denmark." All I could do was take a deep breath, let it out, and say, "Katy, I am in to whatever you like." With that, She slowly and carefully got up, took me by the hand as I got up off the lounger, and we headed inside.

After laying in the sun for now a good hour, we could feel the heat in out bodies. We had grabbed our glasses to freshen up the wine coolers. My little yellow suit was dry except I could feel some dampness. Looking down, there was a little wet spot from precum, providing a glisten and slick spot on the bulge. I looked at Katy's crotch and she too was wet on the bottom of her mound. That rubbing had kindled a fire I figured we were about to stoke.

I went to the kitchen to fix our wine coolers and Katy grabbed another bag I had carried in earlier. She set it on the coffee table and began digging through it. She first pulled out a plastic wrapped container labeled Painter Drop Cloth. Seeing this, I asked her what is that for. Not looking up from her task, she said, " we can drape this over the sheets to keep the oil form getting onto their bed. I have another sheet and pillow slips to put on top of it." I said, "Wow, you think of the details, don't you?" She laughed and responded, "Yea,, ten years of competitive swimming seems to prepare you for anything." She pulled out a couple of narrow long plastic bottles and said, "What's your favorite fruit, Strawberry or grape?" I told her Strawberry would be fine and asked her if she liked it. She said she did and take these things and set up in the bedroom.

I grabbed our wine coolers and she grabbed her assortment of massage things and headed into the room. Setting the glasses on the night stand, I turned for the door and told her I better lock the front door in case we have any more uninvited guests. She said, " I hear that, and pull the drapes, too. The sun will be scorching the living room in a while."

I came back in the bedroom and Katy had dropped her top but kept her bikini bottom on. I said, " Should I drop my speedo?" and she said, "Keep it on, I like to start with it on. The material gives such sensual sensations." I agreed and walked over to her. She said, "Let me do you first, so lay on your stomach and put a pillow under your head. Katy had already bagged the pillows with a garbage bag and pillow slip. I took my position in the middle of the queen size bed as she instructed, and then Katy straddled my butt so she could massage my shoulders and neck.

She had a tray of several oils on a tray laying on the mattress, and took one and dribbled it down my spine. Then with both hands, pushed the heel of her palms into the liquid, spread it around some and began kneading my shoulder and neck muscles. As she massaged up and down, pulling on my shoulders, her hips also pulled back and forth, rubbing her mound on my butt cheeks. Top side, I was relieving tension, but bottom side, I was building tension. After a few minutes, she scooted down to straddle my legs and massaged my upper legs and then my calves. Slapping me on the butt cheek in a playful way, she said, "okay, turn over, it's time to totally relax you."

I slowly turned over so as not to disturb the tray of oils and placed my legs either side of Katy who was sitting on her calves with her hands on her knees. "Perfect," she said as she oiled up my chest and belly. This time she eased up my legs and straddled my hips, so as to be able to press her mound against my bulge which was, needless to say, getting real tight inside that speedo. Then she slid back a bit to expose my package better for her reach. As she rubbed my belly and sides, her hands would alternately pass over my bulge and she would squeeze it gently or let her index finger stroke my balls or growing shaft. The speedo material was smooth as silk but offered a tingle that sent sensations up my spine. When she did, I would moan a quite "Ohhh that's nice," or "Hmmmm, more please."

The I felt her hands on my sides and her mouth kiss my balls through the speedo. "Wow, Katy, you can kiss me there anytime." I said playfully. She giggled and resumed her advances. She could tell my dick was straining so she raised up, and taking the sides of the speedo, started pulling it off of me. I raised my butt and after several tugs the speedo was off, and after pulling it off my legs, tossed it to the floor. My cock slapped my belly as it rejoiced in freedom and Katy gasped, "Matt, you are so big!" as she grasped it and reaching down, kissed the head. I said, "Katy, I am not that big, but if he can satisfy you and pleasure you, then I am happy." Smiling she reached for a hand towel and wiped the oil that soaking my speedo had covered my shaft and balls, with gentle wiping action as if polishing a rare artifact.

She took another bottle and said, "the strawberry is edible," and dripped it on the head of my shaft, letting it run down to my balls. She rubbed it gently and it was warm and tingly feeling. Placing her lips over my head, she sucked and tugged with her mouth, simultaneously stroking my cock with a slight twisting action. She moved herself to my side and with her other hand massaged my balls. The sensation of the spicy oil, her hand massage, and her lips tugging on cock was phenomenal. I could feel an orgasm building. Our first round today had given me some distance. After only a half minute, I could feel the power of an explosive orgasm building. She could feel a pulse in my cock and came up for a second to say, "Cum to me, baby." And back on my head she went. I surged and let out an "OHHH F**K!" and she sucked me and stroked each surge in time with me. I must have surged six times, and as I came down from the upward bow of my back, Katy took one last suck and raised up looking at me, with cum on her face.

I looked at her with an expression of caring and said, "Katy, here let me wipe your face." I took the towel and gently wiped her mouth and kissed her. We sat there kissing for a minute. Then she said, "Now, you do me and reached for the wine coolers. After gulp, she flopped on her belly and closed her eyes.

Wow lapswimmer, you have me going!

For a minute, I just looked at her laying there as if in complete trust in me and content to accept whatever I did to her. I straddled her butt and dribbles some oil on her back the way she had done me. As I rubbed it in and gripped her shoulders, I could feel the tone in her Lats. Her shoulders triangulated down to her 24" waist embodied in taught tan skin, typical of a swimmer. After a few minutes, she whispered, " That is so nice and relaxing. Let me turn over now."

I eased off of her and she turned and draped her legs off the bed at he knees, her arms at her sides. I dribbled some oil on her breast and let it drip down to her belly button. She flexed her Abs and whimpered, "that tickles," with a smile. I reached up and slowly cupping her breast in both hands, gently squeezed and massage them. She said as I was rubbing her breast, "use the strawberry."

I took the queue and toweled off the oil I was using and grabbed the bright red bottle. This time I squeezed it out carefully over each nipple. Then leaning forward, I took each nipple in succession and sucked on it, letting my tongue swirl around it. She moaned a sigh of sensual delight. As I titillated her nipples, I held her shoulders in my hands, my belly against her mound. I did not know it then but Katy could orgasm having her nipples stimulated. She began to moan and as it got louder, I knew she was cumming. Now her arms were around my waist and as she pulsed in her orgasm, she pulled me closer, pressing her mound against my belly. I kept it up until she relaxed back and hugging me, said, "Matt, that was super! No one has ever taken the time to do me that way." I responded, "Katy, I am glad it was good," and kissed each nipple.

Sliding down her body, I kissed her belly and let my tongue dance around it and down to her mound. I licked her through her bikini and she pressed my head close to her with both hands. After what seemed like only seconds, she said, "Take it off, I want your tongue in me," as she quivered. I gently pulled her bikini off with her lifting up. Laying it to the side, I embraced her butt cheeks in both hands and let my face dive into her mound like a kid on the first day the pool opens. My tongue darted in and out, flicking her clit, teasing it with quick touches.

Moments later, she began writhing and moaning louder as my tongue stroked deep into her pussy. My mouth covered her and the soft lips of her labia welcomed my advances. I could tell she was cumming again, My cock was getting hard again inspired by her excitement. Her juices flowed as I sucked and I moaned as she burst out in a loud "Ohhh, God, F**K me now!!!"

My shaft was still oily from her massage and I had lubricated her pussy and it was slick to the touch. I drew myself up her, sliding up her somewhat limp body, stopping for a second to massage and kiss her breast, then up to kiss her. As she embraced my neck with her hands, I slid my erect shaft into her like a key into a lock. I just pushed against her mound and clit, enrapturing in the moment. She moaned and as she gently pushed my head up after a long french kiss, she said, "Matt, I want you to F**K my brains out!" And then pulled me back down with her tongue rushing my mouth.

I began stroking Katy. Our bellies undulating to my rhythm, our tongues keeping time. We first began gently and slowly building the motion over time. The slowness of each stroke and the intensifying effect of the oil brought us up another path to our delight. We seemed to be building our intensity together. I reached back and cupped my hands on her taught butt cheeks as I thrust as deep inside her as I could. She gripped my cock with those Kegals to overcome the slickness of the oil.

Pushing my head back she looked at me and screamed, "OHHH God,, I'm CUMMING!!!" I could not hold back. What little cum I had left shot forth like Vesuvius as I raised up and thrust hard against her. We pulled on each other's butt as we both screamed on each surge. Coming down from this moment was like floating down from a cloud. I lay atop her for a moment, my woody cock insider her. She gazed at me and I her, without saying anything for several minutes. Then, as if to say, "I'm done," her pussy squeezed me out and we just quietly laughed as I rolled over on my back, exhausted.

As I lay there, Katy kicked her right leg over mine and nuzzled up beside me with her head on my shoulder. She let out a sigh of satisfaction and didn't say anything. I wrapped my arm around her and held her close. My mind was racing. She had gotten me off four times in less than 24 hours, three of which were passionate intercourse. One side of my mind said, this was the best thing that had happened to me in a long while. The more cynical practical engineering mind said that this was just a fast hot weekend of hot sex and as soon as a swimmer stud in a speedo and six pack winked at her, she would be off to other pursuits.

Katy broke the silence saying, "are you hungry? I have worked up an appetite, What did you bring for supper?" I told her I had some rib eye steaks to grille if she would make a salad. She said that sounded great and then suggested we hop in the shower and get the oil off. I asked if she wanted to go first, and with a look at me like I had lost my mind, she said, "Matt, I want you to shower with me,,, it will be fun." So we eased off the bed, grabbed our oily suits and headed for the bathroom.

The Jamison's liked their comforts. The shower was a big walk-in with a large center placed rain shower and on the wall a hose type shower head. Katy grabbed a couple of towels and laying them on a bench, we stepped in the shower. Starting with the rain shower, we got wet and washed off the oil slick on our bodies. Then stepping to the side, Katy soaped me up and rubbed the body wash on my body. I did the same to her, as we occasionally stopped to titillate a nipple, or other sensitive area. She washed my cock and stroked it as if to get it hard again, but moved on to other areas in a teasing sort of way. I did the same to her pussy, letting my finger enter her to wash her out. She would jump and giggle as we played in the water like kids in a water park.

I reached over and twisted the diverter valve redirecting the water to the hand shower. I took the head and twisted it to a direct pulsing stream. Then with her standing watching me I directed the stream up her crack and all she could do was close her eyes and biting her lip spread her legs to get full force of the water. Then I adjusted it to a spray and we rinsed each other off. Stepping out of the shower, Katy said, "let me dry you off and you can dry me off." We did just that, once again stopping our hand over sensitive areas to tease and play.

After we dried ourselves, Katy wrapped her long hair in her towel and said, "Lets put on another suit. I have my white one. Do you have a white one?" "After we eat, we might go down to the dock for a swim." You up for it?"

I told her I did bring a white, a blue, a maroon, and red suit besides the little yellow speedo we had truly taken advantage of today. She said, "well let's see you in the white one." "Is it see-through?" I told her it was when it was wet. I added it was one my wife and I used at more secluded beaches. She said that was okay and hoped we some day could find a secluded beach. For a moment, her remark signaled that this was not just a wild weekend with the boss.

Loving this story. Where was this kind of woman when I was young?

Yeah, I wonder that too. Does she have a sister?

After stuffing my package into the white speedo, I realized as I was doing this that the suits I had favored and collected over the last couple of years were all cut low on the hip, had a pouch that featured my package, and was narrow on the sides. All were solid colors and not prints, with exception to a couple suits that had a conservative multi-color blend. They were what we called Japanese Speedos. This white suit showed the outline of my cock as it laid compressed, facing down on the left side of my balls. Getting wood in this suit could not be denied. There was no drawstring either making the elastic hip band flexible and easily accessible. Of course, that's why I bought it so my lover could unwrap the package. For a minute I thought to myself, "Why am I so excited about my speedos?" Without a blip in the thought cycle, I answered myself, "It's because you still look good in them and it turns the ladies on." I then realized I was getting my confidence back that the Ex had somewhat damaged. Katy was all over the suits which made me feel good.

Katy emerged from the bathroom butt naked, her hair now a bit damp but flowing. She looked at my crotch and said with eyes wide open, "My, that one makes you look even bigger," as she grabbed her white suit and wriggled in to it. Her nipples peeked through the Lycra and even dry, I could see the Areola against her tan skin. I gazed down at her crotch and her mound swelled out so nicely fitting and complimenting her bodies curves.

As she walked past me towards the door, she wiped her hand over my bulge and said, "let's go fix dinner, and then we will see about desert." My cock instantly swelled with only the tight material restraining his exuberance.

My right hand caught her in her tracks as I gave her a halt by cupping her mound. She smiled and reached up for a kiss. A nice french kiss ensued as we felt each other, my heart beginning to pace. I said,"Katy, let's go fix dinner before this leads to more exhaustion." She laughed letting go and headed for the door saying,"Okay Matt, if you say so. I like eating desert first, but I will make an exception this time." I said, "I like desert first too, but considering all the sweets I've had today, I am ready for some meat." She laughed in agreement as we headed for the kitchen. "I want some meat too, especially yours." she responded with a twinkle in her eye. This speedo I had on was beginning to be real tight.

After we parted lips, I said quietly, "Now, let's grill those steaks. I'll prep 'em and grill 'em if you will fix us a salad. She gave my pouch a gentle squeeze and drawing her finger up my straining shaft, said, "You pour some wine and I'll get started on the salad." I did, and as we got busy fixing food, we got into a conversation which went like this,
"Katy, can I ask you another question?"
"Sure Matt, anything."
"I noticed you have a real affinity to speedos, and particularly my brief suits."
"yea, why do you ask?"
"Well, what is it about the suit that draws you attention?"
Matt, it's not so much about the suit as it is the guy wearing it."
"Really!! What do you mean?"
"Well, its like, I notice the speedo and the guys bulge, which, like, kinda turns me on." "And, like, I look him over and if he's cute, I, like, have the hots for him."
"Hmmm. So what was it about me then?" "I don't consider myself cute."
"Matt, I told you about when you were wearing your blue speedo working the lane lines." I think your handsome, and you really, like, take care of yourself." "I mean,, you seem to like your body and want to be in shape."
I said to her, "Well, a swim coach needs to be in shape so he can demonstrate stroke technique if he needs to."
She interrupted, "Yea, but you seem to enjoy wearing a bikini cut suit, and from what I see, the briefer, the better," and she giggled.
"Okay, Katy, you have me figured out. Yes, since I was in high school, I have enjoyed my body and wanted to keep it in good shape." "And I do like the feel and look of a brief."
That's what turns me on, Matt." She continued, " You may think you are getting older, but after today, I see you as a really young guy." "At least in the way you make love to me."
"Thanks, Katy, that is so kind of you to say."
"And by the way," she said, "why did you say earlier you didn't think you were that big?"
"Well, I'm not."
"How big are you?"
"Well,, I think about 6 and 1/2 inches.
"You think"
'Well, I did measure him,,, a long time ago," "You know,,, in high school."
"So what's wrong with 6 and a 1/2 inches?" "It fills me up."
"I guess nothing if you think it is big enough for you."
"Matt, I don't measure a man by the size of his dick. I measure a man by the size of his character. And you have many inches of character."

That took me back hearing this twenty two year old spout such wisdom and maturity. I dropped the steak I was kneading in spices, wiped my hands on a towel and walked over to her. Embracing her waist, I pulled her to me and said, "Katy, that is the kindest thing anyone, no, I mean any woman, has ever, and I mean EVER, has said to me. She reached up and drove her tongue into my mouth as a thank you I will never forget.

After a very long and sensual kiss, She withdrew slowly, washed her hands, and started washing the vegetables she had laid out on the sink. I washed my hands also and resumed prepping the steaks. Taking the steaks outside to the grill, I realized I had not grilled steaks in a speedo before. Actually, didn't think too much about it.

Katy brought my wine glass out and propped against the porch post, sipped her wine and watched me flip the steaks. Finally after a long pause, she said, "Matt, you have a cute butt." "That suit makes you look hot." I said, " Thanks for compliment, Katy." "Oh, by the way, you are really hot in that one-piece." "Actually, you are hot in anything you put on, or not on." I snickered.

I said, "Hey, how do you like your meat?"
"Depends on what meat you are talking about," she said.
"Your steak, you silly girl." I responded.
"Ohhh,, then medium well... I like it pink on the inside," she said.
"So do I,,, love it pink on the inside," I snickered. She laughed and came over to inspect the steaks. Setting her glass down, she reached around my waist and hugging me, she said, "Matt, I am really enjoying myself this weekend." "I hope you are too."

"How could I not, Katy. We have done more in a day, than I have done all year and I really like your company." I responded. She looked up in a wistful sort of way and said, " I am so glad." and gave me a squeeze. I grabbed the steaks and we went inside to eat.

I think you should marry Katy!

As we sat down to eat, I realized all I had on was my white speedo. I was used to eating at home in nothing but a brief underwear but for entertaining a lady I felt a bit under dressed. I said, "Katy, I can run in a throw on a shirt before we eat." She looked at me in a quizzical way and said, "Matt, I like you just the way you are." So we sat down to eat and I must have been hungry. In fact we both were. We consumed those steaks without hardly saying a thing. Washing down the last bite with the last bit of wine in our glasses, Katy looked up and said, "Matt, would you like to go down to the dock and watch the sun set?" "When it drops behind the mountain it is so peaceful out here." I said sure thing and we cleaned up the dishes in record time and headed hand-in-hand down to the dock. We grabbed a couple of dry towels in case we wanted to take a swim.

There was a bench seat at the dock facing the water. Throwing our towels over the gray splintered wood, we sat down and gazed out at the lake. Some geese had settled in and occasionally dipped their heads for water or a passing morsel of food. A cool breeze embraced or bodies. Katy said, "If we are going to take a dip, we better do it now, cause after the sun goes down it will be pretty cool." I said let's go for it and we walked out to the end of the dock. The lake was crystal clear and you could see the stony bottom six feet below. We looked at each other, smiled, and then facing the lake, dove in together. As I entered the water, the chill of that spring fed lake stunned me. I came up with a gasp remembering our earlier drop into the water. The lake had not warmed up one little bit. So did Katy and she quickly swam over to me, locking her legs around my waist and arms around my neck. Treading water, I said,"So now I have to tread water for both of us?" She giggled and pressed her belly and mound into my belly. I said, "Well, if you insist, I can handle it." She giggled again and our lips met for a kiss between my gulps of air.

I felt some pressure in the speedo, but the cold water kept him in check for the moment. There was a buoy about fifty yards out so we swam out to it and hung on chattering about the lake and the cold water. Before Katy took off to back to the dock, she looked at me with a devilish look and said, "I hope the cold water doesn't keep you from playing later." Before I could respond she took off as if to signal a race back to the dock. I kept up with her and as we got to the dock, we pulled ourselves up, the cold water cascading off our bodies. The sun glistened on her and the transparency of her suit excited me, and I could feel that swell coming on again.

The breeze was cool and we rushed to dry off. Sitting down on the bench we wrapped our damp towels over our shoulders and kicked our legs out to capture the last rays of sun. Sam had followed us down to the dock and laid there content we had survived the cold dip in the pond. Leaning back against the bench I was hanging on the edge of the bench. Katy glanced down at my semi-transparent bulge and said, "Looks like the cold water didn't completely shrink you up,, Hee, Hee!" I said looking at her transparent mound, "Well, looking at you just keeps me warmed up."

"Are you ready for some desert?" She asked. I said I could eat some, and asked her what she had in mind. She asked me if I liked real strawberries and I told her I loved them. She said great and for us to head up to the cabin.

The dusk was settling in and frogs and toads were starting their evening harmonizing in a cacophony of noises.We got back up and into the cabin. Katy headed for the kitchen and pulled a flat of fresh strawberries out of the fridge. i dried of some more and wiped my still damp speedo as if I could dry it anymore. She washed them, and slicing them, placed them on a dish. Saying in stride, "Let's go out on the porch," she grabbed a can of whipped topping out of the fridge and we headed out the front door. She said pointing to the lounge chair, "You sit down and I will do you first."

My curiosity was peaked so I sat down and adjusted my position. Setting the dish and can on a side table, she knelt down and embracing my butt cheeks, started kissing my bulge. Ole Woodie jumped at that and swelled in enjoyment. Stroking him with her tongue she could see I was getting hard and strained inside the speedo. "Let's free him," and began easing off the speedo.. I assisted her and my cock slapped my belly as she pulled the Lycra over the bulge. She took the can of whipped topping and pushing the nozzle, lined the bottom of my shaft with topping. Then she built a little mound of topping on the front of my balls. Placing some strawberry slices along the shaft and one each of my balls, she raised up, looked at her creation and said grinning, "Your the banana,and I'M the split." I laughed out and she then taking my butt cheeks again, ate each strawberry and licked the topping, first off each of my balls, and then up the shaft. Finishing her desert with a sucking pull on my shaft's head, she looked up at me with whip topping all over her prescious face and said, "That was filling and tasty." "You ready for your strawberries?"

Picture this; i am laying on the lounge chair, my cock stiff as a board. Katy stands up in her still damp and semi-transparent white suit holding the can of topping, straddling the lounger. All I could muster is "How many strawberries can I have?" She laughed and handing me the can of spray topping, proceeded to slip out of the suit. She laid down on her lounger and closed her eyes.

I took the can and sprayed a ring around each breast and a little peak on the nipples. I placed six strawberry slices around her breast and one on each nipple. Then I seductively ate each one and licked the topping. Taking the berry from her nipple encouraged a sigh and little moan from her. I remembered she had orgasms from this, so I suckled her nipple until she trembled and almost convulsed in an orgasm. After that experience, she gently pushed my head down her belly. I drew a line with the topping right over her belly button and over the mound and into her crack. Placing berry slices about an inch apart, I took each one like it was a precious gem. Holding her hips, my tongue slid into her crack. And my face was covered in whip topping. I re-positioned myself in between her open legs and let my face sink into her pussy. Her juices were flowing and the sweetness of the topping and berries were balanced by the saltiness of her juices. Katy grabbed my head and pushed me closer, nearly suffocating me as i licked her clit and sucked her pussy.

As I came up for air, she said, "I want to cum again,,, put him in me!!" As I slide our sticky bodies together, my cock slid into her unassisted. I took it in for a moment, pausing, feeling her Kegals gripping me. As I began to stroke her, slowly and gently, she also undulated with me, which built my tension. I was gaining some distance with her and she was loving it apparently as she moaned and pushed against me, driving me as deep as I could go. Sam was sitting next to us looking on as if to make sure we were okay. All I could say was, "Sam, go lay down...." He did and I pushed even harder as I felt her start to quiver and loudly proclaim her building orgasm. I exploded again with a YESSS,,, F**CK ME BABY!!!!" She screamed a similar epithet as we both collapsed on the lounger in total exhaustion. The strawberries had not been that good at fueling this round.

After lying there catching our breath, I released her butt and propped myself up on my elbows. Not wanting me to slide out, Katy pushed her mound up against me in an attempt to hold my cock for just a bit longer. Nature had taken its course and as I lost pressure, my somewhat flaccid cock slowly slipped out, resting against her crack. She said, "Ohhh,, I wanted to hold onto him." "Can you put him back in?" I said, "Katy, I think both he and I need a rest break, if you would just give us a bit?" She giggled and said, "Matt, you take all the time you need. I just love making love to you." I said to her, "Katy, making love to you is like making love to a goddess." She kissed me and said, "Then Matt, I guess you are my god of love." She squeezed me close to her and we kissed for a while longer.

The evening air was cooling off and our sweaty naked bodies were getting chilled. Katy said for us to go in, take a shower and build a little fire in the fire place. I thought that was an oustounding idea, and we got up with what energy we, or should I say, I, had left and grabbing our suits, took the party inside.

The topping had left us a bit sticky, among other flowing juices. The warm shower felt good and was most enjoyable as we washed each other like we had done before. Toweling off, Katy said, "You have a sky blue bikini suit and so do I. Let's put them on and go make a fire." I wondered for a moment if she meant the fire place or out on the rug??? My blue bikini was another Japanese Speedo with 1/2" sides and elastic waist band, a pouch that formed a smooth bulge for my package, somewhat outlining the cock, and had the usual seam up the front. It had a half back cut which exposed half my butt cheeks. Her bikini was a string Wicked Weasel that barely covered her crack and the nipples of her breast. A thong back complimented her suit leaving nothing to the imagination. But then, I knew her butt by this time pretty well, as well as all other parts of her anatomy. I said I liked her Weasel, and she laughed and said she liked my snake. Laughing at our play on words, we went out, gathered some wood from the bin on the porch. Using my Boy Scout skills, I constructed a fire and with some crunched up newspaper for kindling and we were off and burning.

Katy poured some red Merlot and we laid back watching the fire as it gave some warmth to the room and a warm glow of light after we turned off the lights. We propped against the sofa and sipping our wine, talked about our relationship at this point, which by definition was 24 hours old. It went like this;
M; "Katy, I wanted to ask you some things." "We have known each other for basically six months when I hired you." "In the last single day, we have had some super sex and I have really enjoyed myself." I am 17 years older than you and having already been burned in my marriage, I hope you can understand me wanting to at least talk about it."
K; "Matt, I can understand completely." "What is on your mind?" "If there is anything bothering you, I want to know about it, so it doesn't come between us."
M; "Katy, I am glad you are willing to chat." "I guess I just wanted to know how you see this going forward?"
K; "Well, I had not given it much thought, actually." "I can tell you this." "From the first day on the job I knew I wanted more with you than just a job." "But, I wasn't sure how you would react." "And, we already discussed that,,, Hee, Hee!" "I want to keep my job with you, and I know that if we continue to see each other, and I want to see you, then we will have to keep it on the low."
M; "yea, we will have to keep away from grab ass at team practice."
K; "Yea,,, that will be hard to do."
M; "Or else something else will be hard." Katy giggled.
K: "Matt, I want to see you and get to know you better and see what happens, if you want to see me."
M; "Katy, I am not a one night stand kinda guy." "If we did not see each other again after this weekend, I am not sure what I would do?"
K; "Well, that settles it then!" "I like that we can talk like this and be honest with each other." "That is why I love so many things about you."

We kissed and sipped wine. As the embers ebbed, we did to. Taking her hand this time, I led her to the bedroom and picking her up, laid her on the bed with her head on a pillow. I slipped over her to her side, and lying there close together we kissed and spoke softly to each other for quite some time. I pressed close to her and we traded pressing our pubic area into each other, teasing and chatting. At some point we drifted off to sleep, a rest we both needed.

I must have been in deep sleep because my dream was very realistic. I awoke laying on my back with my legs spread apart. Katy was saddled up next to me with her head on my shoulder. At that moment I realized my dream was Katy inspired. I felt her fingernail slowly stroke the material of my speedo. Up and over my balls her finger played, and then swirling the head of my cock, her finger started all over again. The polyester material was silky smooth but accentuated the touch of her strokes. It literally made me shiver at times. I pulled my arm from around her shoulder and laid my hand on her partially nude mound. She rolled back to accommodate my advances. The Weasel suit was tight over her crack, providing a target zone for my finger strokes.

Our quiet vocal compliments to each other excited us and my suit was straining to hold my cock down in its sleeping position. Katy was getting excited and after a few minutes during this 3:00 AM play, she licked my chest and down and around my belly button. As she slid down, kissing and licking, her mouth embraced my bulge as if she was trying to eat it in one gulp. Her hands slowly tugged at the sides and once again, a speedo is cast aside, this time hitting Sam in the head, stirring his sleep. Fortunately he was not too awake and ignored the speedo draping over his neck. Her licks up and down my shaft with gentle kisses and tugs on its head had me erect as if I had not had sex in a week. I was, quite frankly, impressed with the stamina i had so far to keep up with this little nymph. She turned around as she played my balls and shaft, and invited me to sink my tongue into her pink puffy slit. As I grabbed her butt cheeks and guided her in for a landing, she raised her head and said, "Baby,,, I love to have oral orgasms." Her queue was all I needed to finish the task. Sam, now okay with our antics, slept through the whole experience.