Pieter Strauss, otherwise known as Trey, was the son of Pieter Strauss Jnr, himself the son of Pieter Strauss Snr, the grandfather of the run of Pieters. Strauss Snr was born too late to be much involved with WWII, but his work in Applied Mathematics led to him moving to the US soon after the war was over. Strauss Jnr was born in America but never quite lost the background echoes of German in his speech. Pieter Strauss Jnr was 34 when he married a woman in her mid twenties. Trey was born when his father was 36, and was 10 when his mother died from cancer.
At 46 when he became again single, Strauss Jnr never remarried, but did, however, have good relationships with quite a few women of his own age over the years. He, too, was a brilliant mathematician like his father, and at the age of 30 had become a tenured professor teaching calculus, and especially, a four-year course on Calculus in the Universe - the determination of the effect on small moving bodies, such as comets, of bigger bodies like planets. When Trey - also an accomplished mathematician - went to University, he chose as one of his courses, his father's 4-year program.
On the one hand, Trey was proud of having his father as his teacher, on the other hand, despite what other people may have thought, it got Trey no privileges when it came to marking his projects, and no special help at home on preparing them. It was almost the very end of Trey's second year at Uni when his father was killed in a car accident, and at 23 Trey found himself orphaned. A few weeks after his father's death, the Dean announced in the press, without naming the individual, that the Strauss "Calculus and the Universe" courses were going to be continued with a new professor, who would use the basic content of Professor Strauss Jnr notes and development work and add in, where appropriate, new material as it became available and credible. Trey was pleased his father's course would continue, and with his name, and, on a personal note, that Trey's own work would no longer be marked by his father. But he was also curious as to how the University found a replacement so quickly. Had Dad left suggestions on who should succeed him if anything happened?
Much of the summer was taken up with legal processes: Probate, clearing his father's office, transferring the house to his name, reviewing investments and changing the name of the investor. It took a lot of work and attention to detail, not to mention legal fees to get it all done. One saving grace was the attractive young lawyer on the case, who Trey took out for dinner a few times, and to bed more than once. To be honest, although she was about 8 years older than him, she still wasn't old enough. Having seen some of the elegant ladies his father had had as companions, young Trey's tastes had gone the same way, and he was, to use the vernacular, clearly into MILFs and Cougars. The young lawyer lady did at least allow for a bit of a combination of business and pleasure, but now the business was all behind him. He was financially secure, and after finishing at university would be in a position to work only if he felt like it, and that decision was still a couple of years out. She was no longer required, much to her disappointment.
One of the properties his father owned was a cabin about an hour out of town, on a sizeable but quiet lake. Their cabin, and one other, were the only ones there. A developer had started to get ready to build a sub-division and had put in a narrow road, water services and electricity, but got no further when hit by massive development charges from the municipality. Dad, and the old Dean from the University had bought two lots. Pieter Jnr had put a two bedroom cabin on his plot, as had the Dean, now long dead. The Dean's cabin had been bequeathed to the University, were it languished unused. Pieter Jnr and Trey would go to theirs often in the summer, but this year, between the legal work and nursing his grief, Trey had not made it.
With only just over a week to go before Uni restarted, he decided to go up there, ostensibly to "Close up" the cottage which had, in fact, not been "Opened up" that summer.
Taking plenty of food, and the minimum of clothing, he drove to the cabin, and found it pretty much as he and dad had left it at the end of the previous summer. He spent a day cleaning up inside and out, sweeping the veranda, washing windows, checking the small dock to make sure there were no broken or rotted boards. He hadn't decided if he would keep the place, but the end of the season was not the time to sell, and any required repairs needed to be done before winter to make the place marketable next year, if that was what he chose. By the third morning, all the necessary work was done, and he could relax in preparation for what he expected would be an emotional return to Uni, and, on his first day back, his first lecture in year three of the course his father used to teach.
The third morning dawned bright and sunny and quickly became hot. so he stripped naked and jumped into the lake. The water wasn't too bad, and so he began swimming towards a small headland that separated the two bays that had the cabins. It was about 75 yards to the headland, and probably the same again to the other cabin, but walking on the trails it was nearer 400 yards. He got to the headland and climbed on a rock, and was surprised to see a car parked in front of the other cabin, and somebody - looked like a woman - swimming by the dock. Trey was naked, but figured that was not a problem if he stayed in the water, and he suspected the other swimmer was probably the same anyway, so he swam over there, announcing his presence while still some way away, so as not to surprise or embarrass whoever it was. He was greeted by a return "Hi" so carried on swimming. The other person turned out to be a quite attractive woman with some grey in her otherwise blond hair, medium height and maybe about 30 years or so Trey's senior. After replying to him, she swam to her dock and climbed nimbly out of the water, up the ladder, and sat on the edge of the dock, knees together, feet dangling. She made no attempt to cover her very attractive, very full breasts. She was obviously proud enough, and confident enough, of her body to sit there essentially topless although in fact completely nude. Her areolas were quite large and dark, with a good-sized well-protruding nipple on each. He had always loved big nipples...
"Come on up," she said.
"I'm skinny dipping."
"At my age, I've seen males of every age naked, so I doubt you're much different to the rest. And I'll allow for the cold water 'shrinkage factor' as Seinfeld called it."
At the mention of the shrinkage factor, Trey laughed and climbed the ladder and sat on the edge of the dock. She clearly checked him out, and watched calmly as he did the same to her. He was slightly surprised that there was no trace of pubic hair on her the way she was sitting.
Trey said "I didn't know anybody was in here this week. I didn't think the university was using this place these days."
"Well, the Dean said I could, although by the same token, he didn't let me know there was anyone next door."
"I didn't decide to come up here until a few days ago."
Troy had detected a bit of a German accent, and. reckoning her to be European, figured that was why she was comfortable naked. The year he was 21, his Dad had taken him to the Baltic, where there were so many topless and naked women it was initially overwhelming, but one can get used to anything.
"My name is Trey, yours?."
"Sarah."
They chatted inconsequentially about nothing much, the lake, the weather, the quiet. "Listen," said Sarah "it's getting cooler and you have to swim back. Why don't you come over at 7 for dinner? Do you eat red meat?"
