It's the middle of my very first semester at college. I've taken a moderate load of classes, just sixteen hours. I'm in class every Monday and Wednesday from nine in the morning till three in the afternoon with a lunch break at noon and a biology lab Mondays from four till seven. On Fridays, I'm only in class till two. I like having two days a week off to catch up on my homework. I wish I could have weekends off too but I have to work. I've got an academic scholarship that covers tuition, books, and a meal plan for every year I'm in school. But that's all. I have no spending money for new clothes, eating out, the occasional movie, and gas for my car to get to all these places. I have enough money left over from the scholarship to pay rent and utilities on a studio apartment, but not enough for my cell phone bill. I got lucky when I found my apartment. Four places around it have satellite internet access that don't have passwords so I have my choice of networks for my laptop to connect to.
I'm an education major, specializing in English and Social Studies. It's a double major since I plan to teach high school but I examined my career choices when I had to choose my major and decided that there would always be a need for teachers. I'm not very good at math so that left out both math and science. I find history interesting and absolutely love to read so I thought these would be good subject areas for me. Having a double degree will also help me when it comes time to get a job.
For now all my classes are only for general education: Comp I, intermediate algebra, American government, World civilizations I, intro to biology, and a wellness and fitness class. I've got A's in everything but fitness class. I have a C in it. I have to keep a 4.0 grade point average to keep my scholarship. The C in fitness will make me lose it.
My fitness instructor, coach Bruce, gives out grade slips with every test, showing all the class what grade they've made on each assignment. So far I've made a high A on every classroom assignment and test but I've barely passed the gym and aerobic exercise assignments, and miserably failed the running and jogging tests. I'm the biggest girl in the class, which also makes me the slowest. All the others have breasts that are barely an A cup, ribs showing when they wear their bikinis for the water workouts, and hips that I usually can't even tell are there. The silhouette of any of their naked bodies would be almost straight up and down from the front or the side. My figure is totally different. My breasts are a nice handful, as are my hips. My thighs brush together when I walk and even though I have a decent waist, my stomach is far from flat. The other girls in class all wear a zero or one in jeans; I wear a fifteen. They all wear a small in juniors sizes of tops; I wear an extra large and sometimes a two X depending on the style. Most of them also have very short hair. I think the girl who has the longest hair only has it shoulder length. By contrast, my hair is almost to my waist. It's not the bleached blond, high maintenance color either. My hair is a very dark, very natural brown.
I've been doing my best for the workouts but coach B really pushes us hard. Maybe if he'd ease up some I'd be able to make it through the workouts. I always start out fine, but instead of the normal twenty minute workout he makes us go almost the whole class time. If they were just twenty minutes, I'd do fine. I can handle that much. But 45 minutes is way too much for me. I'm hoping he'll grade on a curve but I don't think even a big curve would be enough to bring my grade up from a very low C to an A. I'm going to have to try to talk to him about some easy extra credit.
I've noticed that coach B likes to tease and flirt with the other girls in class. Giving them suggestive complements about their muscle tone. Especially when they do exercises using their butt muscles or if they use the chest press machine. I've seen him looking at their little titties when they jog on the treadmill. I've seen him looking up their shorts when they bend over to stretch, trying to see what kind of panties they're wearing. Bikinis, all of them wear bikinis. Some wear regular bikinis and some wear string bikinis but none of them even wear a thong, much less go without like I usually do.
I've also noticed that coach B looks at me more than the other girls. Maybe he's a breast or ass man. I don't have huge breasts, but compared to the other girls' they do seem bigger than they are. And I definitely have an ass. I think it's my best feature. It's nicely rounded, filling out the back of my shorts completely. I take advantage of my assets any time I know coach B is looking. I've stopped wearing a bra to the classroom part of class. I wear tops that are tight across my breasts and loose on the lower part to hide my belly. I only wear a sports bra for gym class cause it hurts when my breasts bounce running bleachers. I wear thong panties during class time to keep my tight jeans or shorts from chafing my pussy lips. During gym class I don't wear panties at all under the very short, loose shorts I wear for the workouts.
The other girls, even though most of them don't really need one, always wear bras. I can't help but compare my body to theirs when we're all in the locker room. I may be a little heavier than what modern society says is 'normal' but every one of them looks like they're either anorexic or bulimic. I think coach B just flirts with them because that's what he does. Flirting and teasing are a natural as breathing for him.
I haven't made any friends in this class, probably because I don't act like the other girls. I don't gossip with them about the size of my boyfriend's package or how long he can fuck without cumming. I wouldn't even if I had a boyfriend to gossip about. I also don't join their gossip about coach B. He told the class on the first day that his dad was a fan of the Incredible Hulk comics and he was named after Bruce Banner. The girls like to speculate on whether or not coach B's 'package' is as big as his name suggests.
I'll even admit to wondering that myself. I'll look every now and then during gym class to see if I can see any hint of his size but he always wears very loose, oversized workout pants. Just once I thought I saw a hint of a hard on when I caught him looking at my ass as I bent over to stretch before a workout. I know exactly what he saw because I've looked at myself in the mirror while in that position. When I straightened up from my stretch and turned to look at his crotch he knew that I had caught him staring up my shorts. He also knew that I was staring at his crotch. I thought I saw the front of his pants stick out some but he turned away before I could be sure. I glanced at his face as he turned away and was surprised to see that he'd turned slightly red.
From what I can tell about coach B, he seems to have everything going for him. He's six foot, maybe 225 pounds of mostly muscle. He has a very nicely defined chest and flat stomach. He doesn't have washboard abs which, to me, indicates that he has a life outside of working out in the gym. He has no problem taking off his shirt when we're outside running on the track. I think he likes to show off his broad shoulders and yummy chest. He's got mostly brown hair but in the sun it has a reddish hue to it, which goes with the pale skin and freckles.
