The Best Summer of My Life – Chapter Five
(FM, Fm, mf, oral, mast, exhib, voy, inc)
The next morning I felt better than ever as I made my way to Magda's after breakfast. I entered and I called out good morning before heading into the therapy room. A minute later Magda joined me, still in her nightshirt.
She approached with her arms outstretched, “well a good morning to you too my sexy friend.”
She slid her arms under mine and hugged me. She put her head against my chest and looked upward as my hands slid under her nightshirt and cupped the firm round cheeks of her ass.
“I'm feeling much better today, maybe I can get back to work soon?”
“We'll give you another day of therapy and see in the morning,” she said.
“How was your weekend?” Magda asked.
“Terrific, this summer keeps getting better and better.”
“So you can still walk around in the buff?” she asked.
“Oh yeah, as long a Dad's not around but the big news is Mom and Jan have joined me.”
Magda pulled her nightshirt over her head. The sight of her toned body set off every alarm in my head and my cock began to swell.
“Yes, you seem to have that effect on all of us,” she said as she rubbed her tits invitingly.”
A noise from behind distracted us and Mona came sauntering in.
“Oh this is different, isn't Rick supposed to be the naked one?”
“I was in the middle of my morning workout when he arrived,” Magda quickly recovered. “It's sauce for the gander I guess. Okay Rick, show's over. Strip and get on the table while I go get dressed. I'll be back in a minute.”
Magda turned and walked back toward her room as I undressed.
Mona approached me with a coy look on her face. “Mind If I watch?”
“Why no, of course not, I love it when you look at me, it's hot.”
“Well, there's a nice bit of honesty for you. So tell me, do you like looking at me too?” She asked putting her bag down. She began to draw down the zipper on the front of her trainers.
“Come on, is that even a question? Of course I do,” I said. I straightened up to show her my erection.
She smiled, then she peeled her pants off and showed me her long attractive legs and her heart shaped ass. I was in awe of her exquisite swimmer's body. Everything was so toned and tight with very little sculpted muscle definition. Her body was a symphony of smooth flawless shapes. She ran a fingertip along the underside of my rigid cock. When she reached the tip, she tapped it twice. It was as if she was thinking about something and finally decided on it.
“Very, very nice,” she mused. “You have a beautiful cock, Rick. It's as if it's sculpted out of marble—it just looks so incredibly hard and almost bursting. You get me more than a little wet now and then you know.”
“And how about now?”
“See for yourself.”
She drew nearer and took my hand. She pressed my fingers up in between her legs and her eyes flashed open wide. I felt as if I'd woken a wild creature within her. She was wet all right and I ran my fingers along her slit and softly rubbed around her inner lips and clit hood. She let go of my hand and smiled nervously as she backed off.
“You sure have a knack for getting women excited,” she whispered.
She gathered up her bag and clothes and walked to her locker. I moved to a massage table and a man entered the room. He was clearly startled by our appearance. After looking at us both he apologized and attempted to avert his gaze.
“I'm terribly sorry for the intrusion but I'm looking for Magda,” he said as he shielded his eyes modestly.
“She's in her office, straight ahead,” I told him and then I got up onto the table.
Mona came over and whispered in my ear. “I was going to put on some lycra but I think I'll stay in the raw, this guy looks like he'll be fun to tease.”
“No argument from me,” I said, “I could look at your kick-ass body all day.”
She gave me a quick peck on the cheek then moved to a machine and began setting up.
A minute later Magda came in and she did a double-take at Mona as she walked over to me.
“Yes indeed, you really do seem to have that effect on us,” she chuckled. She set me up with electrodes and warm towels and then checked on Mona before returning to the office.
After half an hour she came back out with the man who was now wearing Magda's uniform top and shorts. She set him up on a treadmill with a load of monitoring equipment and got him moving at a slow pace.
“Okay Jim, we'll just keep you going like this and monitor your vitals and oxygen for a little bit. Let's see what we learn.” Magda said.
Then she came over to me and removed all the equipment. She had me flip over and she set me up with some traction. She asked Mona to finish up what she was doing and then she moved her to a treadmill near Jim.
“Let's get your heart rate up before your massage,” she told her.
She moved over to Jim's station and read the monitors. Her eyes opened a little wider as she smiled.
“You're not in the habit of seeing so much nudity, are you Jim? Your readings show a significant spike around the time I brought Mona over. Is this going to be a problem for you, because I'll ask them to dress if need be.”
Jim's face reddened. “You're right, I'm not used to it but I have heard of training in the nude, so no, please don't inconvenience the athletes, I'll adapt.
“Very well,” Magda said, “but adapt quickly because I can't use these readings.”
A short while later Magda got Mona off the treadmill and on to a table. She disconnected me from the traction and sent me off to the tub. Then she moved Jim to another table on his back and hooked up some more monitors to him. Then she began to massage Mona as she lay on her back staring over at Jim.
“I'm sorry if my nudity is distracting to you,” Mona teased, “it really is the best way to work out and train. Give it a try some time you'll see.”
“I guess I'm just a bit of a prude,” Jim said seriously as he turned his head to face her, “all those years of strict Catholic upbringing I guess. Don't get me wrong, I think the human form is the greatest of all creations, I'm just not accustomed to so much of it on display.”
They continued to chat as Magda massaged Mona's long shapely swimmer's legs. Mona's eyes wandered down along Jim's body until they stopped at what appeared to be a significant tent in his shorts. She was no stranger to bulges of that kind—she often went out of her way to cultivate them. But this one was unusually big—huge even. Her stunned gaze gave her away and Jim excused himself.
“I'm sorry, but like I said I'm unaccustomed to seeing beautiful, naked young women this way. And now, well, I guess you understand why your methods wouldn't work for me.”
Magda turned from massaging Mona and quickly noticed what they were talking about. The tent in Jim's formerly loose shorts told the tale, he was enormous.
“Oh my!” Magda inhaled as she considered the pole between his legs. “Oh Jim, I apologize for my unprofessional reaction. Please excuse my frankness but even with all the clients I've seen, that one's a bit of a record. I take your point though, nude training would indeed be a challenge.”
“Believe me and I don't mean to brag,” he said, “but this far more of a curse that a blessing. Now that you're aware of it though, we can all adjust and move on I hope? Just as I will with your nudity.”
“Absolutely! So let's get things back to a professional level here, shall we? That goes double for you Mona, no more teasing please.”
“Okay,” Mona replied, “I'll get dressed right after this Jim and give you a break.”
“Oh no, please, don't do that on my account,” he replied, “I AM getting used to it and to be honest, it's very pleasant and natural. You have a remarkably beautiful body.”
“Alright Jim,” Magda said, “I've got enough base line info about you now, why don't we go back to the treadmill and put you under some stress.”
She hooked him up to the equipment again and ran him through a detailed stress program as she watched closely. Meanwhile Mona got off the table and joined me at the whirlpool.
“Got room for one more in there?” She winked at me as she climbed in.
The tub was a very large and I shifted over a bit to accommodate. She slid in at the opposite end and Straightway, her feet began to feel around me. I loved the playful attention and when she reached my crotch, she tickled my balls with her little toes. Every day now seemed to serve up something new and exiting for me. I adored all her sexy playfulness.
“Okay Rick, out of the tub and into the shower please,” we heard Magda's voice from the other room, “and it's one person to a tub Mona please.”
Mona just made a little pouty face and then smiled at me as I exited the tub.
Meanwhile, in the therapy room, Jim was beginning to fade quickly under the extreme exertion. As the treadmill came slowly to a halt, he trembled as he took a chair to collect himself.
“That's more than enough for one day,” Magda said, “go back and grab one of the showers when you're up to it.”
After a few minutes, Jim slowly made his way to the back. The showers at Magda's consisted of a small tiled nook with hooks and shelves for towels, plus four stalls with curtains. He stripped down and was distracted by a gasping sound. It was Mona who was still sitting in the tub just outside the entrance to the showers.
Her eyes were locked on his enormous cock and he did a quarter turn to give her a better view. She licked her lips in appreciation as I emerged from my stall crashing right into Jim. I apologized for my clumsiness and then my jaw dropped at the sight of his incredible cock. At that moment, my ego dropped six rungs on the ladder to manhood.
