a woman's figure and a woman's intelligence. She didn't ask foolish questions in class and she didn't wear clothes that always showed everything she had.
She was a lady. Of course, today she didn't look like much of a lady with those tight shorts and that revealing halter. But he attributed her attire to the hot day.
As far as Ted was concerned, she still looked like a lady.
Ted watched her walk up a bank ahead of him. The tight shorts encased her ass-cheeks like two ripe melons. Ted licked his dry lips. He realized he wasn't thinking much about his project and he knew he should be. The exams were only two weeks away, and his project was the last grade he could make. He needed a high grade. Then why the hell couldn't he keep his mind on what he was supposed to be doing?
But he kept wondering what it would be like to fuck Gayle. What it would be like to suck on her tits, to stick his hard prick between her legs. To know the body of a woman.
He knew that most boys his age had already lost their virginity. He had had one chance to lose his, and that had been when he was about fifteen. He hadn't taken advantage of his opportunity but that was mostly inexperience and the fault of his mother.
'Hey,' Gayle said. 'What are you thinking about?'
Ted came back to the present and realized that be was walking beside Gayle. He was a little taller than Gayle and he found himself looking down at her. He could see the tops of her bare breasts pushing at the low-cut halter.
'Hmmm,' he said to himself. 'I've got to stop thinking like this. I've got to start thinking about the project.'
'This looks like a good place,' Gayle pointed out. 'Plenty of grass and trees.'
Ted looked around him. It was a good place. He could hear a stream down below. There were plenty of trees and it looked like a place that was very seldom traveled. There was a carpet of soft spring grass underneath their feet.
'Yes,' he agreed. 'We should be able to find plenty of material around here.'
'Do you want to eat lunch first?' Gayle asked. 'Or do you want to start right away?'
'Lunch?' Ted looked bewildered. He had forgotten that they would not have time to return for lunch.
'Didn't you bring any?' Gayle asked.
'No,' Ted admitted.
'Trust a man to forget his head,' Gayle said. 'Well, no matter. I've got enough for both of us. I hope you like chicken salad.'
'Yes,' Ted said.
'Good. Why don't we sit down by the river and eat? That looks like a nice shady place.'
Ted followed her jiggling ass-cheeks willingly as she walked down to a shady spot near the river. She took her pack off and put it down.
'I brought us a blanket,' she said.
He helped her to unfold it and put her sack of sandwiches in the middle. He wasn't hungry but he ate a little. The truth was he didn't want to go back to work too quickly. He wanted to stay and look at her.
'Well,' Gayle said. 'That's the last of the food. I guess we should get at it.'
Gayle saw the look that passed over his face, and she smiled inside. He didn't want to go back to work. The great Ted who never thought about anything but work, wanted to stay and look at her tits. Well she would give him a show.
She bent forward to gather up the trash, and gave him a full view of her creamy tits. She heard him gasp. She looked up to see him red-faced and staring.
'Whew,' Gayle said. 'It sure is hot. Listen, I think I'll cool off in the water for a few minutes. Just let my legs rest in it. Then we'll get started.'
'Sure,' Ted said. 'I'll just gather up a few specimens.'
'Don't be in such a hurry,' Gayle pouted. 'We have all day. Come on down and coal off with me.'
Ted jumped like a fish at a tempting bait. He followed her down the bank and sat down beside her as she let her long legs dangle in the water.
'It's cool,' she said. 'It really does feel good.' Ted put a hand on her knee. He didn't know what he was thinking but it seemed like a natural thing to do. He couldn't help himself.
'Ted,' Gayle said. 'Your hand feels nice. Don't take it away.'
Ted was sweating. She could see the big drops breaking out on his forehead. Gayle knew it wasn't quite that hot. He was sweating from something else.
Gayle was enjoying herself. More than she had enjoyed herself for a long while. Ted was like a little boy. He was so afraid and unsure of himself.
Gayle put her hand over his and urged him to rub his hand around a little. His hand felt cool on her hot flesh. She urged his hand faster and directed him to wider circles. Soon his hand was brushing against the bottom of her shorts.
'Why don't you feel my titties?' Gayle asked. 'You've been wanting to all day long.'
She almost laughed at the way the blood rushed to his face. His hands began to tremble. She leaned forward to give him another full view of her magnificent titties.
'Come on,' she urged. 'Why don't you feel them? I don't mind. I'd kind of like it.'
'No,' Ted said, standing up. 'This is wrong. You're a married woman and I should be working on the project. Let's get started.'
Ted had wanted to. He had really wanted to, but a sudden mental picture of his mother had flashed before his eyes. His mother with her fat face and peppermint breath and matronly tits.
'But Ted,' Gayle said, 'we weren't doing anything wrong. We were just doing what comes natural.'
'We have to work,' Ted said.
He started walking back up the bank. Gayle knew he was being very strong but she knew that he wasn't that strong. No man was. She took Alan's advice. He had said to show Ted her tits and he wouldn't be able to resist her.
'Well I'm not going to stay so hot when I can easily cool off,' Gayle said.
She reached behind her back and untied her halter. She let it fall away to reveal her rose-tipped tits. Ted had stopped and he was staring at her. He was licking dry lips.
'You shouldn't show me those,' he said.
'Why not?' she asked. 'I'm not ashamed of them. Do you think they're ugly or something?'
'No,' he said. 'They're beautiful. They're very damned beautiful.'
'Then why not touch them?' she asked. 'They won't bite. I promise they won't.'
She walked up the bank and rubbed them against his chest. Ted couldn't stand it any more.
He brought both hands up to cup her titties. He kneaded them like dough and a pleased expression came to his face.
'You've never touched any before,' she said.
'No,' he admitted.
'You've never fucked a woman?' she asked.
'No,' he admitted.
'Then why not? There's no better time than today. Unless you think I'm ugly and you don't want to.'
'No,' he said. 'I don't think you're ugly.'
'Then maybe you're not able.'
She dropped her hand at ran her fingers along the length of his cock. His cock was already stiff. He was so big! The biggest cock she had ever put her fingers on!
'My God!' she said. 'You're huge! How have you been hiding that thing all these years?'
'I don't know what you mean,' he said.
'Jesus fucking Christ! That cock is a cock that a lot of girls would pay you for. That's a beautiful cock you have there. Really beautiful.'
Her hand had clutched him tightly. She couldn't believe her luck. She had wanted to have a good time but she'd never expected such a monstrous cock. She wanted to see it. She wanted to feel the naked skin of his cock, she wanted to suck it into her mouth, into her steaming cunt.
