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Eric mindlessly plodded up and back, up and back. Lap swimming was so boring. Other swimmers kept him company at first but now they all seemed to have gone. Up and back. As he made yet another turn and pushed off there was a splash in the next lane and he glimpsed female legs.
Every eight laps he stopped to rest and found himself staring at the girl as she swam. It was hard to size her up exactly for her hair was concealed by a swim cap and her face obscured by goggles, but man, she sure had a hot body, trim and athletic. A single piece drop back Speedo clung to her curves like a second skin and he could not help but gawk at the cleavage of her bottom and nylon covered crotch as she pushed off the wall next to him and began a new lap. Could he actually see a hint of her furrow? His penis stirred a bit but then he thought of his wife and two small kids and a sudden pang of guilt motivated him to get back to his workout.
Up and back. Dull and boring. Was he thinking about swimming or his life? His mind drifted and he lost track of the girl until with regret he realized that she had gone. He knew he’d never had a chance with her of course, but still... The pool seemed emptier than ever and depressing somehow. Only a few more laps and his half-mile would be complete. Whoopee.
Finally, he was done. Eric exited the pool gratefully in a cascade of water. He thought of the girl as he dried himself in the silent natatorium and wished he could have seen more of her. It would have been fun to watch her swimsuit cling to her taut figure as she stroked up and down the pool. His penis made a noticeable bulge that he was forced to conceal with a towel as he trudged to the locker room.
“Hey!” a female voice called softly. The voice seemed to come from the equipment closet where the floats and kickboards were stored. He caught a quick glimpse of the girl as she peeped around the edge of the door. “Come here!“ she commanded. Quite taken aback, Eric hesitated.
Quick as a flash, the girl lunged from the closet, grabbed his elbow, and dragged him into its dank damp interior. Eric stumbled on the kickboards piled haphazardly on the floor as she pushed the door to with a click and had barely regained his footing when without preamble she launched herself and planted her lips firmly on his for a wild wet kiss. He was paralyzed with shock. After a moment she pulled back and smiled, “I’ve wanted to do that since high school. I had such a crush on you but you didn’t even know I existed. Don’t you remember me?”
Why wouldn’t his arms work – his legs – his voice? All Eric could do was stare in wonder. She was better than beautiful - she was adorable, delightfully appealing in a way that he knew he would never forget, At a glance he took in her eager face, the round swell of her breasts topped by nipples clearly visible through the clinging fabric of the Speedo; the flare of her hips and her long shapely legs. He searched his memory frantically, trying to remember who in high school might possibly have been secretly in love with him but drew a blank. Girls never had crushes on him and girls like this mostly despised him. Even his wife married him for the security his engineering job offered, or so he suspected.
He cleared his throat and tried to speak. She cut him off with a mirthful laugh. “I don’t blame you for not remembering who I am. I’ve changed! No more braces or glasses or clunky shoes. And I’ve filled out a little since then.” She swayed her hips and thrust out her chest, watching his eyes widen in appreciation. Then suddenly her face drooped and she looked sad. “It almost killed me when I heard that you’d married that.. that..” She didn’t finish her thought.
“I’m.. I’m sorry..”
“Oh, come on! I’m Robin Chandler! Well, Robin Lewis now, but back then I was a Chandler.”
He had no clue in the world. He tried again to say something but Robin was in a rush.
“Sh! My dud of a husband will be here to pick me up in twenty minutes and I haven’t even had a shower. We don’t have much time.” And she kissed him again, her soft hand pulling his mouth down to hers. Her body pressed against his, nipples hard pebbles on his belly, pubis pressed into his thigh. Eric’s senses were overwhelmed by the assault, his mind fogged by her sudden embrace and the nearness of her body. One part of him wanted to thrust her away and make a run for it, but another wanted to stick around and see where this might go.
Without breaking the kiss her hand dropped to grasp his limp manhood through the crotch of his wet swim trunks and rubbed it with her palm. To Eric’s embarrassment nothing happened. She rubbed more vigorously. His traitorous member still refused to respond.
The girl pulled away and glanced down at his crotch. “I see you’re going to need a little help with that.” She dropped to her knees and fiddled with the drawstring until finally it was undone then impatiently pulled Eric’s suit down until his flaccid dick flopped free. She stared at him a moment.
“Ever since high school I’ve dreamt of this moment,” she said. “I can’t believe it’s finally happening. I never imagined when I came to swim today that you, of all people, would be swimming in the lane next to me.”
With that, a warm mouth engulfed him and a tongue swirled around his sensitive head, playing with his opening and lapping sensuously at the furrow beneath.
“Oh, God, that feels good,” Eric groaned. His wife was repulsed by even the suggestion of oral sex and none of the girls he’d dated had been inclined to do it either. His dick started to rise despite his embarrassment and shock.
Robin’s fingers found his balls and cupped them, warming them in her soft palm while she used her other hand to stroke his shaft in time with her lapping tongue. He placed his palms on her head to guide that wonderful mouth.
The warmth and wetness embracing his burgeoning erection began to have an effect. Eric felt the start of a tingling somewhere inside signaling the awakening of lust. As if on cue Robin pulled away, bent over the pile of kickboards, and thrust her bottom back at him. “Hurry!” she implored.
When he didn’t move immediately she reached between her legs and pulled the crotch of her suit aside. The bright light in the closet shone directly on the slickness of her furrow and his erection jumped when he clearly saw the mouth of her vagina through her parted lips. She thrust her bottom at him in naked invitation. “Hurry!” she repeated. “God, I’ve so wanted this.”
He sprang to action, grasped his swollen shaft and polished her slit with his rubbery glans until the girl gasped with pleasure. She was wantonly wet and his dick throbbed as he marveled at the slickness of her, the perfection of her bottom, the perfect smoothness of her waxed pussy. Her impish anus twitched enticingly with every spasm and the spectacle was so naughty he simply could not refrain longer. With an animal grunt he impaled her, lunging deep and deeper until his pubis ground against her open bottom and his crown caressed her cervix. It was like roller bearings in her mid-section squeezed his erection with every thrust and guided him surely to the gates of heaven through the burning furnace of her passion. Hot juices seared him, soaked him, and drew him into her uttermost depths.
“Yes,” she hissed. “Oh, God, yes!” And she reached between her legs to caress his swinging balls.
He pushed aside all his lingering insecurities and plunged madly into her, the pleasure in his groin drowning all other emotions until only lust remained, lust for this beautiful girl who desired him, demanded him, begged him to fill her. His existence was reduced to his impossibly engorged phallus and the libidinous desire to possess every cell of her body.
As he thrust Robin pushed back in perfect rhythm, seeking to become one with him by drawing as much of his organ into her sex as humanly possible. On each withdrawal she squeezed, reluctant to surrender even an inch of his magnificent rod until he felt her wetness trickling in rivulets down her thighs and with an agonized groan thrust again.. and again. The regular clenching of her anus mesmerized him. It was so forbidden to see that part of her – so perverted to be excited by the sight.
Robin pleaded with him, begging him to go faster and harder and he obliged, his hips a blur of motion as he pistoned in and out. Animal sounds escaped their lips but they cared not who might hear as overpowering pleasure blinded them to their surroundings.
Still her wicked little anus drew him and he became so obsessed with touching her there that he could not resist placing the pad of his index finger at the dimple of her opening to savor the rubbery texture of that dark orifice. Instead of the offended protest he expected she gave a groan of pleasure as she pressed her bottom back against the intruder. Confidently he pressed a finger slick with her juices at the center of her opening and with a thrill watched it slide deep inside her buttery rectum.
She became a wild thing, bucking, gasping, striving to release the tension overwhelming her. Suddenly she paused to solemnly announce, “I’m coming.” Her body locked tight, all muscles rigid, as her vagina gripped his turgid phallus painfully while she hovered just at the brink.. Right at the edge.
And then with a prolonged “Ohh!” she trembled like a leaf in sweet release as powerful spasms ripped through her body. Before Eric could stop himself he came and came in a volcano of white stickiness. Once! Twice! Thrice! Six powerful spurts almost painful in their intensity drained his lust and filled her with his seed until it leaked around his pounding prick and dripped down her labia onto her thighs. Finally they both slumped, Eric holding her up from behind with his penis still semi-hard inside her.
“Oh, Christopher! You’re everything I always imagined you would be. I’m so glad that we finally got together after all these years.” She pulled off his sagging member with a plop and turned to quickly kiss him before scooping up her towel and getting ready to scurry to the showers. That’s when something she’d said burned through his post-orgasmic euphoria.
“Christopher? Who’s Christopher?”
She paused in the act of peeking out the door and peered at him.
“Why, Christopher Griffin, of course. Isn’t your name Christopher?”
“Christopher? My name is Eric. Eric Emerson.”
She looked confused. “Didn’t you go to Clear Creek High School?
It was Eric’s turn at befuddlement. “No, I grew up in Iowa. We just moved to Texas a couple of years ago.”
Her hand covered her mouth. “Oh my God!” she exclaimed. “I am so sorry! I thought..” She held his eyes for just a second as she flushed bright crimson, then abruptly said, “I’ve got to go.”
His spirits drooped as fast as his dick. It had all been a case of mistaken identity. He might have guessed it. Life was just a cruel joke and he was the punch line.
Robin cautiously cracked the door open, then paused as if considering. She coolly appraised Eric as he stood resignedly in the closet with semen still oozing from his shrinking penis. Then she flashed a bright smile, and with her old sauciness said, “Eric, or whatever it is you call yourself, I’ll be back here on Tuesday at 7:30. Don’t be late!”
And she was gone.
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