On Thursday, at 8 pm, I arrived at the club. I entered the large hall and saw Samuel's back. He was using the rowing machine. His bulging arm muscles looked fantastic, and his sweaty skin glistened, adding to his striking physique. I stood for a moment, appreciating the display of grace and power.
Later, I moved forward and said hi. He grinned and stopped rowing, "Tommy, I reserved a tennis court for 8:30. You have half an hour. What would you like to do?"
"I want to talk to you."
"Let's see if the sauna is free. Otherwise, we can go to one of the massage rooms."
We undressed in the men's area and walked toward the sauna. The vapors decreased the visibility to almost zero, but nobody was in the room. He sat on the upper bench and looked at me.
"Last night, after the lesson you gave Alice, I talked to her. She was delighted with your instruction technique."
He smiled, "I am happy to hear it. Her arm is relatively weak, but she holds the racket well. Her movements on the court need some fine-tuning. She has good potential and would be much better with several lessons."
He closed his eyes and leaned on the back wall. I ogled his black body. Such perfect limb muscles! And his ever-sexy cock...
"Tommy, Go ahead!"
Were his eyes partially open without me noticing it? Did he guess my desire?... Who cares. I got permission to play with him, and I had 20 minutes.
I moved to his side and leaned my head on his lap. I kissed my favorite toy and licked the head lovingly. It jiggled. I laughed, "He is being nice to me. He said hello..."
I wrapped my lips around the shaft and started a slow milking process. The pecker responded swiftly, extending fast, filling my mouth stealthily. A minute passed, and my mouth was stretched wide, adjusting to his tumescent monster.
I looked into his eyes. They were shut. His pelvis began countering my motion. He was fast approaching the tipping point. Feeling his reaction was enough to raise my dick. My right hand took over and bobbed my rod at an increasing rate. I orgasmed first, trying to keep his cock in my mouth without biting it. At the height of my orgasm, I heard Samuel growl like a wounded animal. Seconds later, my mouth filled with his juices. Instinct and experience took over, and I swallowed his present without spilling a drop.
He opened his eyes and grinned, "After rowing and cumming, I should have been tired, yet I feel energized. Let's go play tennis."
Samuel chose to check my tennis skills by playing a complete set. He made me run from side to side, front to back, forehand, backhand... I tried to do my best. After 30 minutes, it was 5:0 in his favor. He pretended to commit a few mistakes, and next, it was 5:1. He laughed, "Tommy, there is no need to finish. I know everything I need to know about your tennis skills. The good news is you are better than Alice. However, I can still teach you some tricks to make you a better player. Next Thursday, I'll begin working with you on specific changes in how you hit the balls."
Funny, I was under the impression I was doing an excellent job with his... I meant with the balls...
I was exhausted. At home, I took a shower and went to bed.
...
Saturday morning, I woke up at 7 o'clock. Alice was still sleepy. It wasn't a deep sleep as she tossed, turned, and removed the blanket. It was not too hot and unusual for her to do it. I watched her beautiful curves, clearly visible through her semi-sheer nighty. Her tits were my favorite part, although I loved to watch her cute butt swaying sexily when she strolled on the street.
She was on her side with the front of her nighty separated from her chest. Her creamy tits looked very tempting. I placed my palm lightly on the top of her breast and caressed it lightly. She moved her head slightly. My hand slipped inside the nighty and gently groped her ample boob, feeling her nipple begins to harden.
Her eyes opened, and she stretched, "Honey, next time before I go to sleep, I'll put a sign on my chest: 'No entrance.' Will it stop you from cruelly waking me from my beauty sleep?"
"I doubt it, but nice try."
"Does your unruly woodie make you play with my boobs when I have a nice dream? Can't you wait for me to wake up?"
"What dream did you have when I woke you?"
"We were playing tennis, and I was winning. Suddenly, Samuel joined you, saying it wasn't fair. Together, you won handily. I recall Samuel observing how upset I was and came to comfort me. That's when you woke me up."
"Are you still upset at me, or we can enjoy a Saturday-morning-fuck?"
She sighed, removed her silk nighty, spread her legs wide, and whispered lustily, "Are you sure you don't want to eat breakfast instead of abusing my old body?"
My lips clutched her rubbery nipple, and my hand trailed to her moist cunt. The lady was aroused! Was her dream benign? Did she have an erotic dream she neglected to mention?
Actually, I didn't care. I wanted my cock buried in her snatch, my hand tweak her voluptuous tit, and watch her eyes roll in her head as she undergo a powerful orgasm...
Alice's soaked pussy facilitated my penetration. She moaned, and her face displayed the pleasure she felt. I lifted her legs over my shoulders, inserting it deeper, and a loud groan escaped her mouth. At that point, I was horny and almost ready. I touched her perineum and massaged it lightly, moving from her labia down.
My finger reached her sensitive puckered hole. She whispered, "Yes, do it!" I inserted my finger into her anus and started moving circularly. Alice was whimpering with her impending climax just around the corner.
A vision of Samuel's fingering me interrupted my focus on Alice. I was doing to her what he did to me! The thought distracted me but was erotic nonetheless. I whispered, "You like your ass poked, right?"
"Yes... I love to feel your dick in my vagina and my butthole being filled simultaneously. It makes me want to cum and stay like that for hours."
"OK, love, here, take it!" I increased my strokes, with my finger plowing her back hole savagely. I moved my other hand from her breast to her clitty, and rubbed it roughly.
She gasped, and then her heart rate and breathing increased exponentially. Her body shivered, and she underwent a massive climax. As her body shook uncontrollably, I whispered, "You like double penetration, don't you?"
Initially, she didn't respond, but her whimper turned to a scream and a confusing mumble, "OH GOD! Yeees! I looove whaat you doo. Fuck haaard both my hooles!" I ejaculated soon after.
...
I felt under the weather on Monday and had to skip both work and the evening at the gym. The following morning, I felt much better and went to the hospital. I was weaker than usual but finished my rounds.
Toward the evening, Alice smirked, "Honey, I don't think you are healthy yet. Let's skip tennis and do it next week because now I can beat you 6:0..."
I laughed, "I'll be half dead, and you'll still lose! Let's go."
We started playing. At first, I felt good and led 3:0. I noticed Samuel among the few spectators and lost focus. Ten minutes later, it was 3:3. I continued playing, but my exhaustion overtook me, and I lost 4:6. Alice began dancing on the court, "I am better. I won. Women win!!!"
I laughed, "You were right. But I'll never admit it in front of our friends..."
At home, I showered briefly. That night, I slept like a baby until morning.
The work on Wednesday was light, and I left early. In the evening, I debated whether to go to the gym. In the end, I skipped it. Alice had her lesson with Samuel, and I didn't want to distract them.
When Alice returned from her tennis lesson, she had an unfamiliar look. She showered and joined me in bed.
I turned to her, "How was the tennis lesson?"
She hesitated, "It started the same way as last week, but fifteen minutes later, Samuel came to my side of the net and suggested showing me how to hold and handle the racket better. First, he hit several balls himself, then he gave me the racket, stood behind me, and held my hand while we both hit the balls. I must have done it wrong because the balls did not reach the other side of the net. He held my hand tighter and came closer to me. I felt his strong body against mine, the smell of his aftershave, and even his breath on my neck... I was distracted and hit three consecutive balls too long. I remember his pleasant laugh, asking me if I needed a break. We rested for several minutes; then, he resumed holding my hand, guiding it to hit the balls correctly. Eventually, I did it right, but I still recall his strong aftershave smell and his body against mine..."
"Did the close contact intimidate you? Do you want to quit the lessons?"
Alice was adamant, "No! He is a great instructor. I wasn't ready for him to be that close to me during the lesson. In retrospect, he was right - I was mishandling the racket, and his hand guided mine to do it right. As I said, the light touch of his body and the smell were not offensive. My mind did not expect that closeness..."
"Excellent. Now that you learned how to hold the racket and hit the ball better, the next lesson should be easier. By the way, my workday was lighter than usual, and I remembered you won our tennis match last night, so I bought you a present." I pulled a box from the nearby dresser and gave it to her.
"Oh, honey, you didn't have to... Let's see what it is." She opened it and saw a sheer, short black nightgown.
"Tom, it's beautiful, and it's so soft. Let me try it on."
She went to the bathroom to check it in the mirror and returned smiling, "It's pretty. I am unsure if you bought it for me or for you, to ogle my body..."
"Honey, don't you trust me?"
"Of course not. You are a pervert and try to peek at my tits whenever I am not fully covered!"
