Different Gyms Do Train The Body Better! - Sex Stories

Different Gyms Do Train The Body Better!

1. Chapter Susan My name is Burt Watson. I was born in a medium sized mid-western city. I grew up an only child in a typical all-American family. This is my story. I was an athlete in high school, playing varsity team handball. Not a real popular sport in most parts of the country, but it was where I grew up. A fanatic team handball coach from Eastern Europe organized this sport in our high school. I was a good athlete, tall and lean, but was drawn to team handball mainly because I liked beautiful girls. Did I mention that the girls’ team practiced on the court next to the one the boy’s practiced on? Did I mention that those girls were beautiful? Our coach was pretty smart to have us practicing next to them every day; it certainly brought a lot of the school’s best athletes to the team. Quite the honey-trap. With the motivation to practice, I eventually became the best scorer on the team. A girl in my grade named Melinda Brolin was on the girls team. She was a beautiful, tall, blond girl with stunning gray eyes. Melinda and I became friends our senior year of high school. Melinda was excellent in math and I was good with computers, so we had some things in common besides team handball. She found me handsome and funny, and we became an item. We lost our virginity with each other the summer after graduating high school. We were lovers all summer, but after some weeks Melinda told me that because we would be going to colleges in different states it would be better for us to ...

... break up, rather than try to maintain a long-distance relationship. I was upset at the time, and we broke up then and there. I was single for the last month of summer. It was after my break-up with Melinda that my neighbor, Tim Waskala hired me to help him build a swimming pool in his back yard. He offered me some cash and the free use of his swimming pool after we completed it. I needed some money to get my old car fixed, so it worked out perfectly. Tim took a couple of weeks off work and I helped him build the pool. His wife, Susan, would aways bring us something to drink while we worked, and would prepare lunches for us. I would always ask for low fat milk rather than soft drinks or beer. The first time I requested this she looked at me a little funny, but brought me milk. We finished the pool in less than two weeks, and Tim paid me more than promised. After we were done, he went back to work. I found myself at his swimming pool a lot for the rest of the summer. Tim and Susan had a couple of younger sons, aged 6 and 8. I liked the 2 boys and I played a lot with them out at the pool. Susan liked that I entertained her sons. I used the swimming pool nearly every day in August, and I began to notice Susan frequently looking at me with some interest. I have to admit that I looked at her with some interest, too, as she was a beautiful 29-year old woman with big tits and legs that went on for days. I especially liked when she was in her bikini and would hang out in the pool with us. ...