The next morning I felt better than ever as I made my way to Magda's after breakfast. As I entered I called out good morning then went into the therapy room. A minute later Magda entered, still in her nightshirt.
"Well a good morning to you to my sexy friend," she approached with her arms outstretched. She slid her arms under mine and hugged me with her head against my chest. She looked up into my eyes as my hands slid under her nightshirt and cupped her firm round cheeks of her ass.
"I'm feeling much better today, maybe I can get back to work soon?"
"We'll give you another day of therapy and see in the morning," she said.
"How was your weekend?" Magda asked.
"Terrific, this summer keeps getting better and better."
"So you can still walk around in the buff?" she asked.
"Oh yeah, as long a Dad's not around but the big news is Mom and Jan have joined me a couple of times."
Magda pulled her nightshirt over her head. The sight of her toned body set off every alarm in my head as I felt my cock swell.
"Yes, you seem to have that effect on all of us," she said as she rubbed her tits invitingly."
A noise from behind distracted us as Mona came sauntering in.
"Oh this is different Magda, isn't Rick supposed to be the naked one here?"
"I was doing my morning workout when he arrived," Magda quickly recovered. "It's sauce for the gander I guess. OK Rick, show's over. Strip and get on the table while I go get dressed. I'll be back in a minute."
Magda turned and walked back towards her room as I undressed.
Mona approached me with a coy look on her face. "Mind If I watch?"
"No, of course not, I like it when you look at me that way, I like it a lot."
"Well now, there's a nice bit of honesty for a change and do you like looking at me just as much?" she asked, putting her bag down. She began to undress herself as well as she watched me intently.
"Oh yeah, you know it," I said, as I straightened up and stuck out my full erection for her to see.
She peeled of the last garment off exposing her long attractive legs and heart shaped ass. I was in awe of her swimmer's body. Everything was so toned and tight with so little sculpted muscle definition. She was a symphony of smooth perfect body shapes. She reached over and ran a fingertip up along the length of my cock and then tapped it twice on the tip.
"Nice, quite nice," she mused. "You have a beautiful cock. It's not the biggest I've seen but it looks like it was sculpted out of granite. It just looks so hard and all the muscles and veins are practically bursting. You get me more than a little wet now and then."
"And how about now?"
"See for yourself," she approached and took my hand, pushing my fingers up in between her legs. Her eyes opened wider with a fiery look as her whole face became serious.
She was wet all right, very wet and I instinctively slid my fingers up along her slit and softly rubbed around her inner lips and clit hood. She let go of my hand and smiled nervously as she backed off.
"You sure have a knack for getting women excited," she whispered.
She gathered up her bag and clothes then walked to her locker. As I moved to a massage table a man entered the room and was clearly startled by our appearance. After looking at us both he apologized and attempted to avert his gaze.
"I'm terribly sorry for the intrusion but I'm looking for Magda," he said as he shielded his eyes modestly.
"She's in her office, straight ahead," I told him and then I got up on the table.
Mona came over and whispered in my ear. "I was going to put on some lycra but I think I'll stay in the raw, this guy looks like he'll be fun to tease."
"No argument from me," I said, "I could look at your kick-ass body all day."
She gave me a quick peck on the cheek then moved to a machine and began setting up.
A minute later Magda came in and noticed Mona as she walked over to me.
"Yes, you really do have that effect on us," she chuckled. She set me up with electrodes and warm towels before she checked on Mona and then headed back to the office.
After about half an hour she came back out with the man who was now wearing Magda's uniform top and shorts. She set him up on a treadmill with a load of monitoring equipment and got him moving at a slow pace.
"OK Jim, we'll just keep you going like this and monitor your vitals and oxygen for a little bit. Let's see what we learn." Magda said.
Then she came over to me and removed all the equipment and had me flip over so she could set me up with some traction. She asked Mona finish up what she was doing and move to a treadmill near Jim for a high elevation jog. "Let's get your heart rate up before your massage," she told her.
Later, she went over to Jim's station and read the monitors. Her eyes opened a little wider as she smiled and spoke to him.
"I'm thinking you're not in the habit of seeing so much nudity Jim? Your readings show a significant spike around the time Mona came over to the next machine. Is this going to be a problem for you, because I'll ask them both to dress if need be."
Jim's face reddened. "You're right, I'm not used to it but I have heard of training in the nude, so no, please don't inconvenience the athletes, I'll adapt.
"Very well," Magda said, "but adapt quickly because I can't use these readings."
A short while later Magda got Mona off the treadmill and on to a table then disconnected me from the traction and sent me off to the tub. She moved Jim to another table on his back and hooked up some more monitors to him. Then she began to massage Mona as she lay on her back staring over at Jim.
"I'm sorry if my nudity is distracting to you," Mona teased, "it really is the best way to work out and train. Give it a try some time you'll see."
"I guess I'm just a bit of a prude," Jim said seriously as he turned his head to face her, "all those years of strict Catholic upbringing I guess. Don't get me wrong, I think the human form is the greatest of all creations, I'm just not accustomed to so much of it on display."
Meanwhile Magda had begun massaging Mona's long shapely swimmer's legs. As they continued to chat, Mona's eyes wandered down along Jim's body until they stopped at what appeared to be a significant bulge in his shorts. Now Mona was no stranger to bulges of this kind but this one was unusually big, huge even and her stunned gaze gave her away. Realizing what had happened Jim excused himself.
"I'm sorry, but like I said I'm unaccustomed to seeing beautiful, naked young women in this way. And now, well, you have some idea why your methods wouldn't be practical for me."
Magda turned from massaging Mona and quickly saw what they were talking about. It was clear from the tent in Jim's formerly loose shorts that he was enormous.
"Oh my!" Magda inhaled as she considered the pole between his legs. "Oh Jim, I apologize for my unprofessional reaction. Please excuse my frankness but even with all the clients I've seen, that's a bit of a record for me. I take your point though, nude training would indeed be a challenge for you and everyone else."
"Believe me and I don't mean to brag," he said, "but this far more of a curse that a blessing. Now that you're aware of it though, we can adjust and move on, just as I will with your nudity."
"Alright. So let's get things back to a professional level again shall we? That goes double for you Mona, no more teasing please."
"OK," Mona replied, "I'll get dressed right after this Jim and give you a break."
"Oh no, please don't do that on my account," he replied, "I AM getting used to it and to be honest, it's very pleasant and natural. You have a remarkably beautiful body."
"Alright Jim," Magda said, "I've got enough base line info about you now, why don't we go back to the treadmill and put you under some stress."
She hooked him up to the equipment again and ran him through a detailed stress program as she watched closely. Meanwhile Mona got off the table and joined me at the whirlpool.
"Got room for one more in there?" She winked at me and climbed into the tub.
The tub was a very large and I shifted over a bit to accommodate as she slid in at the opposite end. Straightway, her feet began to feel around me and I loved the playful attention. When she reached my crotch she tickled my balls with her little toes. Every day now seemed to serve up something new and exiting to me and I loved her sexy playfulness.
"OK Rick, out of the tub and into the shower please," we heard Magda's voice from the other room, "and it's one person to a tub Mona please."
Mona just made a little pouty face then smiled at me as I exited the tub.
Meanwhile in the therapy room, Jim was beginning to fade quickly under the extreme exertion of the exercise. As the treadmill came slowly to a halt, he trembled as he took a chair to collect himself.