Although I had a fair amount of sexual partners during my first year of college, I had to admit that I had never imagined this would happen. Along with my fraternity brothers, Phil, Joey, I was in an older woman's apartment. She was naked and straddling Joey as he lay on her sofa. His hard-on was in her cunt. Phil stood to the side, had a fist of her hair in his hand and was pumping his cock down her willing throat.
I had the best seat in the house. I was kneeling behind her slim athletic ass. A palm was holding each of her ass cheeks wide and I was slowly working my thick rod into her tight asshole.
As the four of us worked to get into a rhythm, I thought back over the first two months of my summer break and all the sex I was getting.
This is my story:
Our first session of summer swimming lessons was ending. The kids had all received their certificates and were in the locker room.
I saw Linda Murphy wave and call me over. I walked to the edge of the pool deck, with only the eight foot chain link fence separating Linda and I.
She began, "I want to thank you for all the extra time you spent with Ashley. You really are a great swim teacher."
Two weeks earlier, Ashley had started swimming lessons and was deathly afraid of the water. Over the two week period, she not only lost her fear, but surpassed the other students in the beginner class. In reality, it wasn't tough. Ashley wanted to swim and just needed to be coaxed through her fears. Once she was comfortable in the water, she took to it very easily.
"You're welcome. Ashley was fun to work with. I had a feeling that she would do well."
Linda continued, "Well, as far as I'm concerned, you are a miracle worker. I thought it would be awful dragging her here every evening."
As I chuckled, I saw Ashley skipping down the path from the locker rooms toward us. She was followed by her Dad, who was holding hands with another woman. Ashley stopped to kiss her Mom and show her the promotion certificate, then skipped on and rejoined her Dad and his friend.
Linda looked sad and said, "It's her weekend with her Dad." She looked over her shoulder and continued, "I hate when she's exposed to his Bimbo." I noticed a little bit of edge in her comment.
"Ashley is a good kid. She has a great Mom and is going to be fine."
She smiled and said, "Thanks Chris. I appreciate it. How was school this year?"
"School was fine. Everyone told me to make a good impression with my Professors, freshman year. My grades ended up being better than I expected. I did really well!"
"Congratulations! I'm sure your parents are happy. Other than teaching swimming lessons and life guarding, what are your summer plans?"
"I don't have any big plans. I cut a few neighbors lawns and am just hanging out with my old high school friends."
As I finished my thought, Linda's cell phone beeped. She pulled the phone from her purse, pushed some buttons, read the text and groaned, "Great! Just great! This weekend is going to suck."
When I didn't say anything, she finished, "I was going to grill steaks and drink some wine with a girlfriend. She just got a better offer ... a date ... perfect!"
I laughed again and Linda smiled along. "Looks like you'll have an extra steak. That's not too bad."
Linda rolled her eyes and shook her hips. "I just barely have enough time to exercise as it is and I can't over eat." Linda stopped for a second and then hesitantly asked, "Hey listen ... ummm ... I have two steaks and some skewers of shrimp defrosted. If I don't grill them tonight, they'll go bad." She hesitated again before continuing, "If you haven't eaten ... ummm ... maybe you could come over?"
I'll admit that I was surprised at the offer, but before I could form an answer, Linda said, "Listen, I didn't mean to put you on the spot. I'm sure you have plans ... "
I didn't have plans, but wasn't thrilled to be hanging out with someone pushing forty. But she looked so sad that I smiled and said, "I accept. I have to help the other guards get the pool ready for the morning. Its 6:30 now and I work until 7:30. If I get to your home around 8:30, is that too late?"
Linda's smile surprised me. She looked so happy. "8:30 is perfect!"
She took a small note book from her purse, scribbled her address on a piece of paper, tore it from the book, folded it and passed it through the chain link fence. She smiled, said "see yeah," and turned and walked to the parking lot.
It took the full hour, working with the other life guards to prepare the pool for the next day. I drove home and showered a day's worth of chlorine, sun screen and grim off. I didn't put much thought into what to wear and pulled on a black A&E tee shirt, khakis shorts and flip flops. As I walked through the cellar to my car, I grabbed two bottles of wine from my parents stash.
Linda's home was a neat, 1970's style raised ranch, in a small neighborhood on the edge of town. After parking in her driveway, I grabbed the wine and headed to the front door. When I rang the door bell, Linda's shout directed me into the house and to the back deck. Her back was to me and she faced the grill and I let out a hearty laugh, when I saw what she was wearing.
When she looked at me questioningly, I nodded at her and said, "We're dressed like twins." Linda had changed into a khakis skirt and black sleeveless tee and sandals.
She joined my laughter, when she got the joke. When she spied the bottles of wine in each hand, she said, "I know you're over eighteen, but I didn't know you were old enough to buy wine."
I admitted, "I'm only nineteen. I kind of stole them from my parents wine closet."
Laughing even harder, Linda said, "Christopher! All the Mom's and I thought you were such a good boy!"
"Luckily, my Dad buys a few cases of wine at a time and will never notice two missing bottles."
I followed Linda back into her kitchen. She said, "Since you are not legal to drink, I'm not sure if I should offer you a glass of wine."
Looking around the kitchen, I spotted her wine glasses hanging upside down, from the bottom of a cabinet. I walked over, slid a glass from the rack, saw an opened wine bottle on the counter and poured a healthy amount. I looked at Linda, smiled and said, "How about if I help myself?"
We toasted and Linda said, "To mostly good boys!"
And I countered, "To mostly good girls," as we clinked glasses.
I'll admit I had a great time with Linda. I ended up grilling the steak and shrimp, while she made the salad. We sat together at a small coffee nook in the kitchen, with a view of the back yard. The wine flowed freely and the conversation was great. After clearing the table and pouring the last of the wine, Linda invited me to sit with her in the living room. She sat tucked into the arm of her couch and I sat in an arm chair at the other end of the couch. We each propped our feet on the coffee table in front of us.
Although the evening had been a ball and Linda was a very attractive woman, to this point, I hadn't even considered the possibility that our evening would turn sexual. I would even bet that Linda hadn't considered it either.
That changed in a very short amount of time. We were talking about college life and comparing her years in college to mine, when her cell phone chirped.
Linda rolled her eyes and apologized, "Chris, I'm so sorry. Since Ashley is with her Dad, I need to check my phone, in case anything is wrong."
I answered, "I understand. No problem."
Linda was walking back to the kitchen, while looking at her cell phone. She stopped in her tracks and as her face turned maroon, she said, "I can't believe her!"
I asked, "Is everything OK?" As Linda continued to the couch and sat.
