This is my first attempt at writing erotica. I've enjoyed the experience.
If people enjoy it there will be a part 2, and possibly part 3.
Thank you to LilyWaters for her encouragement, advice and editorial skills.
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New Year's resolutions weren't usually Martin's thing.
He had enough experience to know that people's good intentions never amounted to much more than that. But he also knew that he had to do something.
2021 had been truly awful - not just because of Covid restrictions and plans getting continually cancelled but because in November, Jenny, his wife of 26 years had finally succumbed to cancer.
At least he had been able to bury her, something which wouldn't have even been several months previously.
But late fall and early winter seemed like one inexorable descent into an emotional void from which he feared he would never escape.
At least Covid provided the excuse not to visit family at Christmas time. He couldn't have faced being with people who he had enjoyed with Jenny alongside him.
Instead he sat alone in his emptiness over Christmas. But by New Year he knew he had to make some changes to try to escape the introspection and despondency which were quickly becoming too comforting a companion.
Tennis was always something which Martin had enjoyed as a teenager. Nothing too competitive - just hitting a ball with friends in the park. So, on New Year's Day, when he saw that his local tennis center was running Cardio Tennis classes, he decided to sign up.
Almost immediately, he regretted it and almost cancelled the booking. He felt nervous about venturing into a new social setting. But he knew the booking was non-refundable and, not being one to waste money, he instead tried to put it out of his mind until the date of the Monday evening class.
When it came to it, he was glad he hadn't backed out.
The evening was much more fun than he had imagined it would be. Dan, the tennis professional running the course, was good humoured and put everyone at ease, no matter what their skill level was. And the other seven people doing the course seemed ok too.
The hour-long class consisted of a combination of tennis drills and cardio workouts, culminating in 20 minutes of playing King of the Court against each other with the 'punishment' of star jumps or burpees for those losing the point.
By the time the following Monday came around Martin was surprised how much he was looking forward to going.
As the weeks passed, the Cardio Tennis classes quickly became the highlight of Martin's week. Dan kept things moving and mixed up the drills to keep things interesting. And the rapport between the others taking the class began to grow too.
King of the Court was always the highlight of the evening and, although it never got too intense or competitive, there was an increasing level of good natured teasing and banter which took place between everyone.
Martin found himself especially enjoying points against Lori, a slim attractive woman in her mid 40's with a sharp sense of humour and quite the competitive streak. Lori was clearly someone who had kept her fitness levels high which was some advantage in points against Martin, but he had always had good hand/eye coordination so the competition between them was fairly even.
Lori would often playfully tease Martin when they faced each other saying 'Come on old man, let's see what you've got!' which might have offended him had others said it - especially as he was only 5 or 6 years older than she was.
But coming from Lori it just had the effect of making him all the more determined to win the points.
Each Monday Martin would look forward to the evening class, but increasingly he realized that he was looking forward to being around Lori as much as anything else.
He enjoyed her company. She made him laugh and put him at ease.
But he soon realized to his surprise that there was something else stirring in him. A physical attraction which was hardly noticeable at first, dulled by months of grief and solitude, but which was slowly awakening as Spring began to bud.
Lori was certainly an attractive woman, although she wasn't what Martin would have previously called his type. Jenny had been a tall, fulsome woman, with a curvaceous figure and full rounded breasts which Martin used to delight in getting lost in when they made love.
But Lori was tiny, slim and her breasts were barely noticeable in her tennis shirt. Yet it wasn't Lori's breasts which grabbed Martin's attention on the 5th week of class.
Dan had asked everyone to get in line to play three tennis shots - one from the baseline, followed by a volley and an overhead. Then each person was to run around the court and get in line again.
Martin found himself standing in line behind Lori, who this week was wearing tight black yoga pants. After he had played his shots and was running around the court his eyes fixed themselves on Lori's ass as she ran in front of him. It was surprisingly full for her slim frame and even though his heart was pounding from the cardio workout Martin felt it leap as he contemplated her figure.
They got round the court and were soon playing their shots again before heading out on their second lap. Again Martin's eyes were drawn to Lori's seductive buttocks as they moved delightfully as she ran in front of him.
Her yoga pants were smooth over her thighs and ass and there was no sign that she was wearing any kind of underwear which made Martin's heart race even more and he even felt a slight stirring lower down - something which he hadn't experienced in a long time.
As the class went on Dan couldn't shake the image of Lori's ass from his mind. During the next exercise he tried to position himself behind her again but was frustrated when Judy, a silver haired lady in her 60's, slotted in between them, obscuring his view. He cursed his luck.
Toward the end of the evening, during King of the Court, Martin again found that his mind wasn't on his usual banter with Lori, but had strayed elsewhere.
Lori had always been pretty vocal when she had hit the tennis ball - something which wasn't uncommon with women tennis players who grunted through the exertion of playing a point.
But Lori was more of a shrieker than a grunter, emitting a high pitched cry especially when stretching for a shot.
Martin hadn't paid too much attention to it until this week, but now he found himself wondering whether Lori's shrieking was just for the court or whether she was vocal during sex too.
Each vocal utterance took Martin's mind to Lori's bedroom as he imagined her in the throes of ecstasy with a lover.
"What the hell is going on?" Martin thought to himself. "I'm thinking like an 18 year old teenage boy!" He was painfully aware that the stirring in his groin was also reminiscent of those teenage days and he knew that he would have to master his thoughts before he found himself in a very embarrassing situation in front of the others in the class.
Fortunately, the evening was just about through and he was able to gain control of his imagination before things got out of hand. Soon the class came to a close and everyone began to filter out to their vehicles.
"Hey old man - fancy a game later in the week?"
The voice pierced Martin's thoughts and he turned round to see Lori standing behind him, a big grin on her face.
Martin's thoughts raced. A one on one game with Lori? If the state of his mind was anything like it had been today it would be hard for him to keep any kind of control - of the ball or anything else for that matter! But he also knew he wanted to spend more time with her which made the risk worth taking.
"Erm, sure. What day?"
"How about Thursday? I have some time during the evening if that will work for you - say around 7pm?"
"It's a date," Martin said. "I mean...not a date...just er...well you know what I mean," his face reddening.
Lori flashed her smile and giggled.
