John had not won his bet with Tracy, yet. They each said he'd fuck Lisa and Amy during the weeklong conference. And he had. But he bet his fellow teacher and lover that he'd also get two additional teachers to bed with him. The week was half over and time was running short. His two most difficult subjects lie ahead.
John had two targets in mind—Kathy and Michele. Kathy was a mature, 39 year old blonde who had always interested him, despite being ten years older than himself. She had the body of a twenty year old, with a sharp mind and quick wit. He considered her a challenge.
Michele was a naïve, cute first year teacher right out of college with dazzling brunette hair styled in colorful layers. He wanted to jump on her every time he saw her. She would either be the best fuck he ever had...or a total bore. He planned on finding out this week.
But first, Kathy.
Chapter 3: Kathy
John thought back to the previous day when he had led Amy into an empty storage room, ripped off her clothes and fucked her for lunch. Granted, Amy didn't resist or complain. But Kathy would require a different technique. Kathy called for tact. Skill. Maybe even cleverness on John's part.
"Shit," he thought to himself. "I can't lose this bet to Tracy. Think of something, you bastard."
The day progressed as most of the others had during the week: workshops, seminars, lunch, more workshops. John had only seen Kathy twice all day and got to talk to her once. But he was able to ascertain that she planned on making her way to the pool area as soon as the last session was over.
It was the foundation for a plan.
At four o'clock he found himself scanning the sparse crowd at the pool. Unfortunately, Kathy was not one of the persons in or around the pool. He was about to sit on one of the lounge chairs when he spied the sauna door. He headed that way.
Kathy looked up when the door opened and smiled back at John.
"Hi. Come on in," she said.
John quickly pulled the door closed behind him and took a place on the wooden bench across from Kathy. She was leaning back with her arms stretched out beside her and her long legs extended, crossed at the ankles. She wore a conservative two piece bathing suit that complemented her perfect figure.
John got comfortable on the bench, his boxer-style swimsuit already clinging to his legs in the humid air.
"This sure beats another boring workshop," he said.
"If you think it's boring now, wait another ten years," she answered sarcastically.
John laughed. He couldn't believe that the shapely woman across from him could be that much older than himself. He tried not to stare at the full breasts bulging out of her top, or the luscious juncture of her thighs.
"You must stay away from their food pretty well to stay so thin." He hoped the line didn't sound as corny to her as it did to him.
Kathy let out a deprecating groan. "Thank you. But I think I'll leave this suit behind next time. I'm too old for it."
"Hardly," John assured her. "It looks great."
She quickly changed the subject to school stuff and chatted with John long enough to steal good looks at his muscular chest and legs. She allowed herself to mentally strip off his suit, imagining him from both the front and rear. Only once did she need to have him repeat a question after falling into daydream mode.
"How about moving to the whirlpool?" she asked after about fifteen minutes of chatter.
"Sure," he replied, opening the door for her and watching her stroll ahead of him. Her tight, round ass fit snugly into her suit, crying out to be held.
Kathy stepped into the empty whirlpool and waited for John to get settled next to her. The swirling, bubbling water engulfed them up to the necks as they stretched out.
"Are you having a good time this week?" Kathy asked.
John had a hard time concentrating on his answer and not the sight of the churning water flowing over Kathy's ample breasts. "As a matter of fact, yes. More so than I expected."
His mind instantly created images of Lisa and Amy, their naked bodies under his.
"Good. It shouldn't be all work, you know," she said.
Perhaps coincidentally, Kathy's leg brushed against John's at the completion of her thought. And instead of pulling back, it lingered under the water, keeping in contact with him. John felt the silky smoothness of her skin, wanting desperately to hold it in place with his hand.
"What fun have YOU been having?" John asked, trying to sound composed.
"Oh...I've gotten to know some of the other teachers better."
John waited for more, but apparently that was all Kathy was going to say. Certainly, she didn't mean it the way John interpreted it.
"How about tonight? Doing anything special?" he asked.
Kathy slid her leg up and down against his, repositioning herself so that the top of her breasts were out of the water.
"Just staying in the room, probably. Christine might come over. You should join us," Kathy replied. She tilted her head as she looked over at John, her blonde hair barely touching the rippling water.
"I should. What time?"
"Anytime after 7. She was going to eat first," Kathy said.
"I'll be there."
Kathy cheerfully said she was looking forward to it, then climbed out of the whirlpool and began to dry off. John followed her, attempting not to stare as she ran the towel up and down her creamy thighs, flat stomach and long arms.
They parted with a smile and John went to his room.
******
"Fuck. I hope she's having Christine show up so you don't try anything stupid," Tracy said, pulling off her blouse.
"This might be my chance to get two at once," John said as he sat and watched Tracy change clothes.
Tracy was pulling off her pants, a sweatshirt and pair of jeans laid out on the bed next to her. "If you do, I lose. But I don't think Kathy is presenting Christine as a gift to you."
John stood and walked over to his lover before she could put anything else on. They were facing each other, kissing lightly as John's hands began to roam. He cupped her breasts, the thin material of her little bra barely covering the nipples. He reached up and pulled the straps down her arms. Tracy's eyes were closed as he gently drew the bra off of her left breast.
John leaned down and licked the nipple before pushing the tit up and putting his mouth around as much of it as he could. Tracy moaned as he sucked on it harder. John's tongue worked the nipple until it grew to twice it's original size.
A moment later he was repeating the attack on her right breast. Tracy reached behind her back and unhooked the bra, tossing it onto the bed. Once John had her pussy aching with desire, he began to lick his way down her body. He got to the top of her panties and placed his hand on her pussy, pressing in on the fabric.
