The PCR thermal cycler started to howl, which meant that the reaction was reaching the end. I was around, busy with agarose gel melting in the microwave oven. When I poured the melted gel into the tray, she came in.
She was the only woman in our laboratory, except two female sophomore students who worked only on Fridays. And yeah, she was a stunning one! Her name was Helga, she was in her mid-60ths but looked better than many women in their 30ths. Despite her age, she was a perfect natural blonde, with those enormous blue eyes and full, sensuous lips...
And she was a real Big Beautiful Woman. She was very tall, almost 6 feet 4 inches. They said that when she was two decades younger, she won a bronze at Sweden championship in shot put. She evidently got strong and powerful body, her shoulders were broad but anyway her hips were wider. And it all gave her a rather feminine look, resembling a classic hourglass figure (so rare nowadays among sportswomen, what a pity!).
"Farukh, are you finishing your PCR soon?" she asked, standing in her snow white labcoat, which could hardly hide her voluptuous breasts (maybe 50DD?). Today she was wearing a thin green top with especially ample cleavage... And she was so distractingly sexy in this outfit that I couldn't answer immediately. I felt my face going red of excitation and embarrassment, and tried not to look at her.
Of course I tried, but I couldn't resist...
"Uhmmm, yes, Helga, just a minute and it'll be ready for you, pakheyr!"
She rose her eyebrows in surprise.
"What did you say?"
"Sorry Helga, pakheyr means welcome in Pashto language, I just was a bit distracted and so my English..."
"Distracted by what?" she asked, raising her perfect eyebrows again... I felt blood filling all the vessels of my face and thanked my parents and God for my rather dark skin making it not so obvious as it could be if I was European.
However, if my skin could hide my excitation, my jeans could not... Neither could my labcoat which had only two buttons...
Then I saw her surprised face turning into smiling one, and I thought I completely fell in love with the warmness of her smile... She had fine and even white teeth, and her smile was natural and sincere, with nothing false or arrogant.
She glanced briefly below my face, and she obviously saw my bulge. The corners of her pretty mouth went wider for a moment. She looked into my eyes.
"OK, Farrukh, so what did distract you?"
"Well, Helga, I just... thought that I missed something when I set the reaction, you know...", I mumbled, lowering my eyes.
"OOOkaaay!", she drawled, and I saw playful sparkles in her eyes. "You'll see it anyway, don't be so strained at work, taaake it eaasyyy", and she laughed a bit. I felt very embarrassed and opened the cycler to get my tubes, while Helga turned to the fridge for her tubes, showing me her ample but toned ass.
When I got a sight of her butt (even hidden by a labcoat) and her legs in black nylons - those meaty strong legs! - my mouth was full of saliva and I swallowed it loudly, so she obviously heard it but did not turn around, instead she giggled her butt a bit. I got that she liked to tease me, and it seemed strange because I had never noticed her flirting with or teasing any colleagues. In fact, she usually maintained a certain distance at work, although being always sweet and attentive to everybody.
Why me? Why the f..k me? Why on earth should this Nordic pagan goddess like to tease me? Am I just a clown at whom she would like to laugh or did she really like me? Being never too self-conscious like every common nerd, I thought that she wanted to laugh at me. It would be also uncommon for her, because she was very nice and warm person, but anyway, everybody could be nice to most of people around him and at the same time to choose one or two persons to laugh at or even to humiliate...
With such thoughts, I sighed sadly and placed all my tubes to a stand. My thoughts became a complete mess, and I started to pour my samples into a gel tray in a bath, trying to concentrate on work more. I pressed the button of my pipette strongly and nervously with snapping sounds, whereas she sat next to me placing her tubes into the cycler. When she turned the program on, I finished my dripping and closed the lid of the bath with a clacking sound. Then I pressed the button of power supply and turned to the window.
"Faruukh!", I heard her purring softly, and my member which had gone almost flaccid started to tense again... however, I didn't turn around, pretending not to notice.
"Faruukh!!", she repeated louder, and then I felt her hand touching my shoulder from behind...
This was like an electric shock to me. The pulse passed through my spine to my stiffing dick, making it rock hard instantly, and to my legs, so I jerked with such a power that I almost fell of my chair. I would fall, if she didn't hold me with another hand on my ribs. When she did so, I felt her breasts pressing into my shoulders and her breath over my head.
"Farukh, what's wrong with you? You are so tense today! I heard how you pressed the sampler button, and how you closed the bath, you shouldn't do it more!" she said, but her tone was not teaching, it was rather mother-like - soft, tender, deep, a bit drawling and purring.
"I, i..." I tried to speak but couldn't find the words.
Then she started to massage my shoulders.
"Oh my, you are so tense! Sitting all day long? Let me take a little care of it and then explain you one thing", she said with a little giggle, and her strong hands worked at my shoulders a bit harder. First I tensed more, but a minute later I started to relax. However, this relaxation had nothing to do with my hardon - it could literally cut diamonds!
"Now it's a bit better. You know, beside my PhD in Biotech, I have a physician degree, a massager license and quiet a large experience in sports and coaching, so I am competent enough in what I talk about" It was more like lecturer's tone, but anyway it was the sweetest lecturer in the world. She got magic hands! Strong and tender at the same time, causing just a slight, extremely pleasant pain.
"As far as I can see, the tension in your trapezia is caused by sitting all day long. Here in the lab we have to do it, but anyway, it is always possible to make small five-minute breaks every hour and to move a bit. At least to shrug, to walk and to stretch your spine. Otherwise, you can get troubles with your spine, your sleep and your brain - and you wouldn't like to become stupid and nervous at such a young age, would you?"
"Nooo", I moaned, unable to hide my pleasure.
"OK! Stand up and take off your coat!" she demanded, slapping my shoulders lightly. I obeyed, seeing her taking off her coat and shrugging. The sight of her cleavage made me horny as hell.
"Look at me and repeat!" - she looked in my eyes. "Move your shoulders forward, then up, then back and then down, always as far as you can! One, two, three, four!" I repeated, looking at her, each time she moved her shoulders back her nipples perking from her top and her breasts lifting a bit. In a minute she stopped and so did I.
"The next step! Stand on your tiptoes, hands up and stretch as high as you can! Look straight forward! Stretch your neck too, as high as you can! Count to ten and relax! Then repeat!" Her voice was harder now, but what I saw drove me even crazier - each time she relaxed, she threw quick but obvious glances right onto my bulge! When I also looked involuntarily on my bulge and lifted my eyes again, our eyes met and I saw a mischievous sparkle in her eyes.
"OK, the shoulders and spine are done, now let's stretch our hips. Stand on your left foot, bend the right knee and start to roll it around, clockwise - one, two, three, four, then counterclockwise - one, two, three, four! Change your leg!"
Now imagine the view of a gorgeous, tall and voluptuously ample body of the blond Swedish goddess in her green tank top with a deep cleavage, green knee-length skirt with a deep slit and black nylons rolling her legs in front of me... I was breathing deeply and heavily - not because of the heavy work, but because of overwhelming excitation. She seemed to understand it and smiled kindly and a bit mischievously.
"Ok, enough with it. Now the last point - one of the most important points which is forgotten usually. When we sit all day long, we sit on our glutes. So, a good workout should include excercises improving circulation in our glutes. Either you could get troubles with circulation in your rectum, testis and prostate, and it might cause many problems so widespread among modern people..." Her voice became more subtle and gentle. "Look at me!"
She turned around and moved her torso forward a bit, showing me her magnificient buttocks and turning her head to me. "So, first, move your hips forward and try to squeeze your glutes together like this, one-two, one-two!" I saw her buttocks clenching together and bulging her skirt, imagining wild sex with her from behind...
