Disclaimer: The characters, involved in this story, study at a South African University and are older than eighteen.
Acknowledgement: I would like to thank kenjisato for looking at the transcript on short notice and gave it a thorough read. All errors remaining are due to my own oversight.
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Patrick's head popped out of the water when the doorbell rang. He smiled, Nthabiseng; or Thabi, was right on time, and got out of the water. The late summer heat penetrated his skin as he walked excitedly towards the door.
Professor Williams paired them to write a paper on 'Consensual sex'. Patrick was looking forward to work with Thabi as she was one of the more shapely students in his class.
Thabi was similarly looking forward to work with Patrick because of his strong physique. Luckily, he suggested they work at his residence; she hoped for an opportunity to do some 'practical' research, in addition to the literature study.
Thabi was five feet two and has a 34-22-36 figure with B-cup breasts. Her skin shimmered with sweat after her brisk walk from the hostel to Patrick's. She pulled the zipper of her raglan blouse down to her navel when she heard footsteps.
Patrick, in a bulging, tight-fitting Speedo, opened the door. Satisfied with what she saw, she couldn't miss his six-pack and broad shoulders! If only she knew that swimming was an option...
Patrick led her to the patio where they would work. She dropped her bag and became self-conscious of the sweaty underarm patches. She could also feel how her blouse cling to her wet body and drops of sweat which ran from her neck, down her cleavage and over her shapely tummy. "Can I have a glass of water, please?"
Partick, who couldn't miss the amount of shimmering, braless breast on display, rushed off to get some water while Thabi looked longingly at the invitingly cool pool water.
Patrick handed her the water. "You can sure do with a dip!"