The Swim Coach

Chapter 7

With one hand on her soft breast, I slowly slid my other hand south. Past her belly button, my fingertips breached the elastic waistband of her panties with no resistance as I paused. Then, hooking both my thumbs at the sides, I tugged at her wet panties gently.

She responded by lifting her buttocks slightly and soon her panties were down to her knees and off completely as she sat back down. I got up and approached her from the front, squatting right at her feet. Guiding her in the dark, I got her to sit up a bit and place both feet on the bench, knees outstretched to the sides.

I almost cried not being able to see the beautiful sight in front of me. But turning on the light was too risky, so I had to make do. I started by planting a few kisses on the inside of her soft thighs, getting higher and higher as her breathing became noticeably heavier.

Finally, I planted a kiss right at the bullseye of her open pussy lips, taking a whiff as my nose nudged the top of her hairless slit. A muffled moan escaped from her. With my nose still pressing her clitoris, I stuck out my tongue and teased the sides of her moist lips with the tip. As her moaning got louder, I plunged my entire tongue into her depths, taking in her sweet natural juices.

Alternating between licking, sucking, blowing, and nibbling, I then concentrated on her sensitive clitoris as she went crazy with the newfound pleasure, moaning uncontrollably. It wasn't long before the waves of her very first orgasm hit her, leaving her body convulsing while trying to stifle her screams. I was also rewarded with a gush of nectar all over my face.

Serena was speechless after her first orgasm. "Let's get cleaned up," I suggested, and I led her to the furthest shower. I went to switch on the lights and then joined her, locking the cubicle door behind me. She was facing the shower, eyes closed, washing up, and all I could see was her small butt.

I spun her around slowly and had my first proper look at her beautiful, naked, nubile body, so slender and fair. Her small, perky breasts had their nipples erect, and her cute, hairless pussy was slightly puffy. She was shy and looked down while turning away.

I stripped off my briefs and hugged her from behind, my fully erect dick stabbing at the middle of her butt crack. I had to have my release. With a little adjustment, I managed to nestle the length of my tool between her butt cheeks and started sliding up and down.

The tightness of her butt crack on my dick head and balls were fantastic, and soon I exploded, shooting my cum on her back just above her butt. With her legs still tightly closed and the shower running, I carefully washed off my cum from her back and then washed myself. I wasn't sure if she knew what was happening.

We finished our shower and, after using copious amounts of paper towels, we were dry and quickly changed, sans underwear, which was in a plastic bag. We headed to her condo block and, although the rain was really pouring now, we had shelter all the way. Standing in front of her unit, I was thinking of my greeting as the door opened and Linda appeared.

Before I could say anything, however, all that came out was "Atchoo!" "Bless you!" Linda and Serena said almost simultaneously. I knew it was a bad idea to swim in the rain. I entered hurriedly and collapsed on the white leather sofa, sneezing many more times while the two ladies rushed off to get me tissues and a drink.

As Serena went off to change, the hot camomile tea offered by Linda was great and I finally stopped sneezing. As she cleared my cup, she put her palm on my forehead in a motherly fashion and exclaimed that I was running a temperature. I got up thinking I was fine and wanted to leave, but my head started spinning and I collapsed back onto the sofa.

Serena appeared and both ladies seemed very concerned. "You're in no condition to go back on your own. It's almost 9pm already and it's still raining. Why don't you take some medicine and rest first?" Linda offered, and Serena nodded in agreement. I really wasn't feeling well and one to two hours of rest would do me good. I probably could take a cab home before midnight charges kicked in, so I agreed.

I took two Panadol Extra tablets with warm water and was led to a small room at the back. "This is the maid's room if you don't mind. She's gone back to her hometown. This is the only room with a fan; the rest are all air-conditioned, which wouldn't be good for you," said Serena as Linda looked on. I didn't mind and lay down on the comfortable single bed. With two angelic faces hovering over me, I soon drifted off into a deep sleep.

After what felt like a few hours, I felt someone tapping me to wake up. I felt much better and, with my eyes half-closed, I playfully grabbed the hand that was rousing me awake. But instead of soft and slender, what I felt was muscular and rough. "What are you doing!?" came a loud male voice.

My eyes shot open and I was looking at a good-looking gentleman clad in a grey business shirt and pants at the side of the bed. I also caught sight of Linda and Serena standing silently at the room entrance. I started apologizing and got up to leave.

"Relax, coach. I know who you are. I heard you collapsed while sending my girl home. Are you feeling okay?" the gentleman asked. Before I could reply, he continued, "Nevermind. I better send you back myself before you cause any more trouble. Let me get changed first."

He turned to leave the room. "Thanks, Daddy," went Serena, but Linda had other ideas. "Michael, you just got back from the airport, let me drive him back. You go shower and rest," was her suggestion. He eyed me suspiciously, but what she said made sense. He was definitely tired after a long flight. "Alright then. Come back soon," he said and left. I quickly made my way to the front door as Linda grabbed her car keys. Serena bid us both goodbye with a flying kiss.