I heard my alarm ringing and looked at the time: 6:00 am on a Thursday. It was way too early to start the day. But then I remembered that I got to see Mark. I immediately got up and got ready to go to work at the aquarium. I pulled into my usual parking space a few minutes after 7:30 and saw that Mark had already arrived.
I've had a slight crush on Mark for several months now. It would be a perfect relationship. We share common interests, like a love for sharks and other cartilaginous fishes, as well as a love for the ocean in general. Similar taste in movies, music, and hobbies. The only problem is a 15 year age difference. I'm 18 and he is 33. I don't see a problem with it. I tend to fall for older men. The mixture of maturity, knowledge, confidence, and power is a dangerous combination that attracts me to men like Mark.
I walked into the aquarium and took in the sweet scent of man-made saltwater. I entered the office to put my belongings away and saw that Mark was sitting at the computer browsing a local dive shop's web site.
"Hey, Mark"
"Hey. How are you doing this morning?"
"I'm doing alright. Tired and ready to go back to bed," I said with a laugh. "How about you?"
"I'm pretty good. I was just thinking about signing up for this dive on Saturday, but I'd rather go with a buddy. Would you like to come with?"
"I would love to! Could you pick me up?"
"Sure. I'll be at your place at 6:30 on Saturday."
"Alright! I am looking forward to it."
I was ecstatic. I was going to get to dive with Mark.
I had dove with Mark previously in an exhibit. Before entering the water we talked for a few minutes. We were both standing in our wetsuits, ready to put on our gear. I eyed the outline of his body in the wetsuit and realized he was doing the same to me. The uniforms we are required to wear as aquarium employees consist of khaki pants or shorts and a blue polo shirt. The snug fit of my wetsuit was very flattering in contrast to the usual uniforms. It accentuated my large breasts and round butt. I enjoyed giving several of the divers a peek at my shape without prancing around in a skimpy bathing suit. I glanced down for a second and noticed his bulge. He appeared to be slightly hard. When I looked back up, I could see him blushing and embarrassed. So to prevent the situation from escalating, I started putting my gear on. The dive was successful.
After reminiscing about this previous dive Mark and I had shared, I hoped that our dive on Saturday would be just as good with maybe a little added surprise at the end. That day at work went by very quickly. When it was time to go home, I waved goodbye to Mark.
"See you Saturday," he said