SINK or SWIM? Her Choice

'So what do you think, sir? Another time trial with the secret suit tomorrow? Or do you have the data you need? Did you record what you wanted?'

That was just what Tom wanted to hear, Andrea putting herself forward to be alone in his company where he could work on her and get her to accept any demands he put on her. Of course it would have to be subtly so she didn't realise what was happening until it was too late. Tomorrow he would give her a larger dose of his 'Recipe' but leave out the sleeping pills, he wanted her wide awake for the next stage.

"Yes Andrea, tomorrow will be fine, I got most of the data I need but there are one or two things I want to check out, I really want to be completely hands on with this trial, you can help me out here if you don't mind me watching you when you put the swimsuit on, I may have some suggestions as to how you can make it easier to get it on and off. One more thing, you seem to have difficulty coming to terms with calling me Tom so in order to avoid any accusations of favouritism you call me Tom like everyone else when there are others around, but in private if you are more comfortable with that by all means address me as SIR, in fact I quite like it."

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Next morning he received a letter from one of the other UNI'S that were trialling the new swimsuits. Apparently the manufacturers had discovered a problem with the material and it turned transparent when wet,

Tom grinned at that, he had seen that for himself.

The manufacturers were recalling them all but this particular University had informed them that the one sent to Tom had been found faulty and destroyed. The coach who sent the letter must be a pervert just like him he decided, when it was suggested that he be present when Tom trialled it. Tom grinned broadly this was an opportunity not to be missed.
 
"Um, ok sir, sorry if I let you down in front of the other students. Would it be ok if I call you 'Coach' when others are around? I'm still not really comfortable calling Staff by their first name?"

Andrea wondered if there was more. Was it that using formal terms like 'sir' and 'coach' emphasised the difference in their age and status? Was that something she felt she needed? Did she feel drawn to someone more in charge and protective rather than just a friend? All too much for her, right now.

"Um, about the trial, of course I wanna help," and she hoped maybe even be allowed the advantage of the extra speed it gave her over the other girls. "I reackon with my back to you I can show you how it goes on and off my shoulders? That should be fine." She didn't think for a moment her would be pervy enough to suggest she literally strip naked in from of him. That would be absurd! But the idea of being seen naked by older men, er an older man, she corrected herself, gave her similar feelings to the hot chocolate and massage. Hmmm.

The next day Andrea turned up as agreed, this time in a yellow Uni branded t shirt over dark blue sweat pants and white trainers with both her normal swimsuit and the secret special in her bag.

Not sure if he was alone she called out "Hi coach, it's Andrea!" as soon as she got in the pool area.
 
Tom came out of his office straightaway when Andrea called out that she had arrived calling him 'Coach' as they had agreed.

"Evening Andrea, good to see you again and as pretty as ever", He had found even a little flattery goes a long way, only it wasn't just flattery, she WAS a pretty girl with a beautiful body to match, but there was no harm in letting her know that he liked her.

"I'm just doing some paperwork in the office while you change, oh and remember regular swimsuits while the others are here."

He disappeared back into the office and went straight to the spyhole and stood watching Andrea strip off while he stroked himself and emptied his load into a large mug, half filling it with creamy, frothy sperm.

"Drink this tonight Andi my dear and you'll be addicted." he murmured to himself as Andrea wiggled her cute round bum into her swimsuit.

They did some more time trials for the club embers who turned up and when they were finished he gave them half an hour in the pool to just throw a ball around, he encouraged Andrea to join them.

"You should join them Andrea get used to the water temperature, it's more important than you might think and I reckon you'll be knocking at least a couple of seconds off your PB with the 'secret weapon'" He tapped his nose conspiratorially and grinned.

When they were finally left alone together he said "Right , let's get you changed, I'll come in with you as there's a form that needs to be filled in with regards to fit, comfort, ease of putting on you know the sort of stuff, you don't mind do you? No, of course you don't you want to help don't you?"

It was the first time he'd told her to do something that she might object to but it had to be done to gauge her reaction.

"Perhaps I can bribe you with another cup of hot chocolate that you like so much?" He laughed.
 
"Well yes, I DO love your hot chocolate, ha ha," she laughed a little and smiled at him.

"Um, just so we stay decent, I'll have my back to you, ok? It's probably stetching the rules, but hey, if you don't tell I won't!" and she grinned like they were really adventurous. "After all, it's a SECRET trial!"

Playing around in the pool had been a lot of fun, and their games of water polo, though not quite following the proper rules, had been a hoot, and she had found herself jumping up out of the water as often as she could, feeling a buzz from displaying herself a bit. Of course many of the other girls did that too, but it was still a lot of fun even if she wasn't the centre of attention.

They'd allowed enough time for the other girls to have finished changing and Andrea reckoned there wouldn't be anyone else around to see the secret swimsuit. It was important that no one else know just yet. They went in and at Andrea's peg she took out the light yellow suit, hanging in front of her.

Looking back at coach Tom over her shoulder she quipped, "No peeking!" grinned and then faced away and pulled her regular blue speedo off her shoulders, peeling it to her waist, over her hips and down her legs.

Picking up the lighter yellow swimsuit she stepped into it.

"So I put it on like normal, sir, stepping in like this, tugging it up to my middle," she carefully dragged it over her hips to her waist," and then do the shoulders?" lifting the front, popping her arms through and settling the straps comfortably.

She turned to face him.

"Well, sir? What do you think?" looking down at her body and back to him, then turning very slowly on the spot for an all round look, ending up facing coach Tom again.
 
For one brief moment he thought that the bribe of the hot chocolate had been enough to convince her to strip for him then she dashed his hopes,

'"Um, just so we stay decent, I'll have my back to you, ok? It's probably stretching the rules, but hey, if you don't tell I won't!. After all, it's a SECRET trial!'

Yes it is secret Andrea and as with all experiments everyone has to make sacrifices including modesty, I'll allow it this once but in the future you do EXACTLY as I say or the trial is off."

He tried to reestablish full control over her, showing her who called the tune.

It was better than he expected as she turned her back and stripped off her swimsuit affording him a clear view of her little round ass cheeks and he admired the curve of her waist in to her hips. His cock jumped in his budgie smugglers when she bent over to step into the suit her dark brown star stared back at him and as she bent over further he could see the start of her soft pouting lips between her legs.

Eventually she had it all on and did a pirouette for him before standing facing him. She looked down at her body and Tom breathed a sigh of relief that he had made her dry herself off first.

'Well, sir? What do you think?'

"Amazing, absolutely amazing."

He moved closer to her and felt the fabric around her waist,

"It seems a little loose here can you pull the suit up a little so it's more snug if it's at all wrinkled it'll slow you down."

To show her what he meant he tugged the material up and noted with satisfaction that it wrapped around her crotch tighter causing an obvious camel toe.

He stepped back and looked her up and down, then frowning a little he asked,

"Are your boobs comfortable? They look a little squashed."

Again he stepped closer to her and pulled the sides of her swimsuit forwards at boob level so they fell naturally, letting go he patted each one as if to check.

"I guess that's it honey, all ready to go faster than you've ever gone before, the absolute climax."
 
She giggled at his word 'climax' and blushed slightly, but he seemd to have got over telling her off for not obeying properly. Hopefully she wouldn't be getting another telling off.

Back at the pool she got ready for another time trial, all concentration, but she did tug the suit tighter into her body and repeat that trick of pulling the front away to let her boobs fall and then let it back. She cupped and patted her breast's like he'd done, the memory of his hands on her chest almost like a familiar thing.

Then they were all business and she repeated her laps like last time, pushing herself hard, concentrating on rhythm, breathing, staying smooth in the water.

As soon as she was done she lifted herself to sit on the side, looking up at him.

"How did I do, sir?" hoping to have improved on yesterday's times.

Although she had done her best she wasn't as tired as yesterday and suggested she could do all three strokes again. Crawl, back and breast.

Would sir like her to do more lengths? She didn't think she could get away with repeating any of the naughty jokes from before, especially 'would you like to see me take another length?' But it did make her smile.
 
Tom knew that the longer she wore the swimsuit while it was wet and transparent like it was now the chances of her realising how she was exposing herself increased dramatically so he kept her looking up at him and not down, standing close and seeing her perfect breasts rising and falling as she got her breath back her nipples clearly swollen and hard.

'How did I do, sir?' she asked anxiously,

"Not too bad I suppose, well enough to have earned a cup of hot chocolate anyway, two seconds faster than yesterday."

He wrapped a big towel round her so the swimsuit was covered while it was drying and he pulled her to her feet,

"Come on let's go and get that Hot chocolate and some of that special ingredient that you like so much, inside you."

They went to his office, Andrea sat in her usual chair with the large mug of steaming hot chocolate and half of it being Tom's spunk.

"You keep improving those times Andi and you'll be rewriting the Olympic record books in no time."

Of course he knew she wouldn't but he had to keep her interested in doing what he told her.
 
"Ha ha yeah right!" Andrea replied, reaching out with her bare foot to nudge Coach Tom's leg lightly, "as if I'll ever do that," and grinning happily at him she enjoyed how nice he was being to her.

"I dunno though, once making hot chocolate becomes an Olympic sport, who knows what records you'll set, ha ha," she leaned forward, elbows on her knees, blowing gently into the steaming mug, wearing just the now dry secret swimsuit having shrugged the towel off her shoulders, leaving it at the poolside before they went in to his office.

"Two whole seconds, huh? That's got to be worth wearing the swimsuit. I know its a secret but I wonder if I could get away with wearing it in a competition? We got any pre-season fixtures coming up? You know, warm up matches where you don't have to put the regular team together? Maybe even a Freshers only event? It would be great to have an advantage even in a friendly. And it sure does dry faster than a regular one."

She inhaled deeply, savouring again the smell of his special recipe, and pulled a face.

"You stepped things up a bit?" she looked at him questioningly, and smelled again, then took a sip. Then another.

"You have," she grinned, "I know you put more of your special ingredient in again. I mean, even more. I like it. I love it in fact," and she took another couple of sips.

Then a frown crossed her face.

"Hey, I don't want to use up your supply or anything. I mean, you can't waste it all on me. I do really really like it like this, but can you afford to use so much? Have you got enough?"

She greedily drank the rest of the drink, tipping up the empty mug to drain the last drips into her eager mouth, running her tongue round the inside then scooping out with her finger what her tongue missed.

"THAT, sir," she smacked her lips, "was Olympic Gold!"
 
Andrea took a couple of sips of the specially prepared hot chocolate and declared enthusiastically how good it tasted and how much she liked it, then she frowned,

'Hey, I don't want to use up your supply or anything. I mean, you can't waste it all on me. I do really really like it like this, but can you afford to use so much? Have you got enough?'

Tom gave a belly laugh at her sweet innocence, she had no idea what she was drinking but she was becoming addicted to it, it wouldn't be too long now before she'd get it at source, his cock twitched at the thought of her sweet red lips sucking on his cock.

"Oh don't worry about that, I don't have to buy it, it's a naturally occurring ingredient, I might let you in on the secret one day, you keep me happy with your performances and do as I tell you and you'll be okay."

It seemed she was happy with that and finished her drink and actually cleaned out the residue with her finger and sucked it clean then she left, he assumed to go and get changed so he went to his spyhole again but Andrea wasn't anywhere to be seen. He heard a splash as someone dived in the pool. Someone? It could only be Andrea and she still had on the yellow swimsuit.'[I[Oh well[/I] he thought to himself, 'She was bound to find out sooner or later so I'll have persuade her to deal with it'

He started heading out to the pool when he heard her scream, 'She knows.' he thought and was preparing to face her when she called out for him in a plaintive sort of voice.
 
She crouched down with her shoulders under the water, holding tight to the rail at the shallow end.

As Tom came out she beckoned, "Sir! Sir!" and kept pressing her body against the wall.

"It's ... it's ... SEE THROUGH!" she whimpered.

"You must have known! I can't believe I'm wearing a see through swim suit! I know it gets me better times, but SEE THROUGH?"

As Coach Tom got closer the look on his face seemed to be one of idle curiosity instead of the worry, surprise or outrage that she expected. No guilt, just matter of fact. It made Andrea wonder if she was imagining things, but a quick look down at her front still in the water confirmed it.

Yep, the suit was completely see through.

Getting over her initial shock, she could almost see the funny side. But something must surely be wrong with her suit. Surely the Trial organisers wouldn't expect anyone to actually use something like this? It would mean she would display her naked body to anyone watching every time she got out the water!

Obviously that would be a bad thing. Obviously. Clearly. Maybe clearly was absolutely the right term! Yep it would be wrong. A very bad thing. So why wasn't she more angry?
 
He could only see her head as she clung to the edge of the pool,

'"It's ... it's ... SEE THROUGH!. You must have known! I can't believe I'm wearing a see through swim suit! I know it gets me better times, but SEE THROUGH?'

"Get out Andrea let me see." He commanded as if he didn't believe her. "Yes I DID know but would you have worn it if you had known? NO, you wouldn't and you wouldn't have bettered your PB by two seconds, I agree it's not ideal but if you are serious about being an excellent swimmer instead of an average one you need to make sacrifices, if that means being less modest then you have to do it, anyway most people probably wouldn't notice until you had covered up. The trial organisers are working to remedy the fault but how it looks isn't our concern, it's the times that matter. So what's it to be, an excellent swimmer with the suit or little Miss Average without it? I really thought you would be pleased with your times no matter the cost. I didn't take you for a prude until you refused to let me see you naked when you put it on, perhaps I am wasting my time with you, and the Hot Chocolate that you like so much. It's make your mind up time Andrea, just make the right decision."
 
Sighing with resignation and also stung a bit by his implication that she wasn't serious, she pulled herself out of the water and stood dripping in front of him. She wanted to at least put hands together over her front to cover her pussy buy hey, he'd already seen the suit wet before she knew about it. Nothing now he hadn't seen before.

"I DO want to better my times sir, to become a really GOOD swimmer, not just be average. I do really want better PBs, and to be honest, I adore your hot chocolate and the sleepy massages."

She hung her head a bit ashamed. "I'm sorry if I seemed to question your judgement, I know you're only trying to help. I hope you don't think you're wasting you're wasting your time with me. "

Standing straighter, chest out, hands relaxed at her sides, she added, "I AM committed to this trial sir, and yes I WILL make the necessary sacrifices to see it through. You can rely on me, sir."

Then breaking the serious mood, "Hey how about tomorrow? Do you need any last data or timings or is the practical stuff mostly done? Do I get another hot chocolate tomorrow?"
 
Andrea climbed out of the pool and stood dripping wet in front of him looking like a chastised little girl, hiding nothing, her boobs and swollen nipples were squashed by the fabric but every detail was visible, down to the dark landing strip on her mound. Tom was disappointed that she stood with her legs together as she apologised and tried to convince him that she was really okay with it and wanted to continue.

"I hope you're not just saying that Andrea, as your coach I will be asking you to perform certain exercises to both demonstrate and improve how supple you are they will need to be done in your swimsuit so I can see which muscles need toning, I notice that your thighs are a little flabby , not fat fat by any means but your upper thighs need toning, here, let me demonstrate."

He put his hand between her legs and pinched a little spare flesh just below her pussy. It seemed accidental that his thumb rested on her clit and as he pinched the fleshy thigh his thumb pressed on her clit. He looked up at her seemingly concerned,

"Yes we'll definitely need to work on that area, now turn around i want to see if you are carrying any excess flab on your buttocks, bend over and touch your toes please I want to see how your glutes are coping, any pain, back pain or hamstring strain?"

He ran his hand over the smooth silky skin of her buttocks just lightly touching her dark puckered ring.

You seem to be ok there but we'll keep an eye on it and check you out regularly,"

He was really enjoying himself groping between Andrea's legs and ass all in the pretext of concern for her fitness.

"I'm pleased you like my hot chocolate, it's full of protein, follow my instructions and you can have as much as you like. Hey it's not going to be that bad, when you're beating everybody what do you care if they see your tits or pussy, you'll be number one."
 
"EVERYBODY See my tits and pussy, sir?" she repeated, shocked. Andrea had only just got used to the fact that Coach Tom was seeing her nude body through the swimsuit, and now he was suggesting everybody might see her?

She blushed in confliction. Embarassed at being almost naked. Horrified that other people would also see her bared body in this transparent swimsuit. Ashamed at once again being a prude, too modest, not committed.

"I'm sorry sir," she corrected herself, "yes I DO want to beat everyone, I'm NOT a prude, too modest, not committed, and yeah it's a small price to pay? Especially for more of that amazing hot chocolate secret ingredient," she added trying to lighten to mood.

"And since its a natural product, can I have it at least as concentrated as last time? It really is the best!"

Again just thinking about the special drink made her feel nice in interesting places, just like his hand had done moments ago on her body when he was checking the state of her leg muscles. He can't have known, but when he assessed her inner thigh part of his hand strayed. And a bit too when he checked her glutes; how he had touched her made her feel so nice, left her wanting more, like she felt after her foot massage. She was glad he was going to keep checking on her muscle condition.

"So, um, any more Trial timings or anthing tomorrow?" Andrea asked hopefully, noticing he hadn't asnswered when she'd asked before, hoping he would say yes, drawn by the lure of as much hot chocolate with his secret ingredient as she wanted.
 
Andrea, unsurprisingly seemed quite taken aback by his suggestion that she would be showing her body to all and sundry if she wore the trial suit at competitions but the mention of the hot chocolate with the secret ingredient in it swayed her into accepting that it was a price worth paying.

By this time the suit was practically dry and she was covered again except as he looked he could still see the lower part of her landing strip where she was still wet. He wasn't sure if it just hadn't dried there yet or if it was due to her pussy being wet and leaking, he suspected it might be the latter and smiled inwardly, he had discovered something more about Andrea, under the right circumstances she was prone to becoming aroused, he would remember that when he next put her to sleep while he massaged her and even better he had the perfect excuse for having his hands on her slender shapely thighs.

He put his arm around her shoulders and said,

"Let's get you out of that swimsuit and dressed, I know you've had a bit of a shock but a nice cup of my special chocolate will soon settle you down, we don't have any meetings lined up at the moment but I can arrange to have your times ratified officially tomorrow so come in later when everyone has gone and we'll get it sorted, just you me and the official timer, he'll see you in the suit but I'll explain to him and he hopefully won't embarrass you by staring."

He took her in the changing room and began stripping off her costume.

"You don't mind do you? I thought you might need some help.

When she was changed he took her into his office and gave her a mug of chocolate that he had mixed earlier.
 
Back in her clothes, the secret suit safe in her sports bag with her towel, Andrea again relaxed into the big comfy armchair and savoured her reward: Coach Tom's special hot chocolate!

"With the official timer tomorrow, sir, is it ok to call you sir still? I mean he's not a student so would it matter? I can just call you coach if you'd be more comfy with that?"

She leaned back in her chair and sipped her drink, closing her eyes and holding the taste in her mouth like a connoisseur. "I really do like your hot chocolate, sir," and her mind drifted back to only a few moments ago, changing out of her swimsuit.

Of course she minded Coach Tom helping her out of it, but there was no way she could say that or act like it after telling him how cooperative she was going to be. But then it turned out that actually she didn't mind at all. In fact, it was kind of sexy if a little scary too. At first it was a bit creepy having a man help her undress nude, but he was so professional about it she soon got over that and quite like the attention.

This time she had even faced him while her swimsuit came off, and got on with the kob of dressing as if it didn't matter him being there. She was really proud of how well she coped, showing committment, not a prude or too modest!
 
As Andrea was sipping hr hot chocolate they chatted about her training regime. Tom made it clear that she would be spending a lot of time with him mostly in her trial swimsuit and consequently that he would be seeing her body as if she were naked quite a lot. He looked thoughtful and finally said,

"Look Andrea, are you comfortable with appearing naked in that swimsuit, if not, it might be a good idea if you got yourself used to showing yourself so how about you walk around naked at our training sessions and only wear the suit when you're going to swim. Just so you're not alone in that I don't mind being naked as well, or if that's a bit much for you I can just wear swimming trunks."

He let her finish her chocolate and offered her some more. He stood with his back to her and filled the mug three quarters full with his secret ingredient and recklessly crumbled three sleeping pills in as well, The evening was going so well and it was still quite early and he didn't want it to end just yet.

"Here you are Andi, you just follow my instructions and I'll make you a champion and you can have as much of my hot chocolate as you like."

He sat down opposite her and waited.
 
"Make me a champion?" she smiled at the idea, leaning back in the armchair, cosy in her t shirt and sweats though she hadn't bothered with any underwear. Andrea knew that she wasn't the most talented swimmer, but she did have drive, committment, and she wasn't the flighty over modest prude that Tom worried she might be.

"Oh, and about your secret ingredient, sir?" she asked to buy herself time, "Do all coaches have their own version of it? I mean, the Official Timer coming tomorrow, I assume he's another Uni swim coach, does he have his own version?"

She couldn't tell why after just being asked about showing her naked body she should ask about the secret hot chocolate ingredient. Or why she should ask about tomorrow's visitor.

"Thanks sir," she said sipping the refilled mug, enjoying its unique aroma. "Is it my imagination or is this even richer than the last one sir? I hope you have a never ending supply of this stuff ha ha."

When she wondered about the ingrediant she imagined coaches like Tom vising some mysterious oriental herb shop, though it seemed more like raw egg, maybe, than herb? Perhaps he kept the source himself and didn't need to buy it?

Whatever, she'd delayed answering long enough.

"I do understand that you need me to wear the special suit for training, and also for the stretching and flexing excercises, and for when you check out my progress in toning my thighs and glutes. But yeah truthfully I do feel a bit, ya know, awkward about the suit being see through. So ok, if you really think it'll help, I'm ok wearing the suit only for actual swimming, and not wearing anything outside the water." After all, he'd now seen her naked for real, so what was the big deal?

"But honestly, I think you should stay in your sweats. I mean, it shows you're the Coach, and I like it, just as you like me calling you sir, I reckon."

And draining the last of the Hot chocolate she yawned and stretched, "oh, scuse me, sorry sir!"
 
Tom was pleased although a little surprised that Andrea had agreed so readily to his suggestion that she go naked except when she was going to swim and his eyes gleamed at the prospect. Her query about whether the official timer also had his own secret recipe was a little more difficult to answer as he really had no idea.

"Every coach has their own way of getting the best out of their team and I'm sure he'll be no different."

'But honestly, I think you should stay in your sweats. I mean, it shows you're the Coach, and I like it, just as you like me calling you sir, I reckon.'

He felt a little miffed when she suggested that he keep his sweats on instead of going naked like her but he had his own reasoning to persuade her that he should be as naked as her.

"That's not a good idea Andrea, I'm sure that if you are the only one without any clothes on you will feel self conscious and think everyone, that is, the official timer and myself are looking at you, it will be more normal if we are all naked."

It was about then that she finished her chocolate and yawned ,'Oh, 'scuse me, sorry sir!'

He let her settle into the chair and within a couple of minutes she was out like a light, her head lolled to one side as she half sat and half laid in the armchair. Tom was confident that she would be out for at least three hours giving him plenty of time to examine Andrea more closely.

Firstly he went through her bag looking for the yellow swimsuit and as he was doing so he came across her panties and bra,

"Andi, you are such a deliciously naughty girl, you make it so easy, I wonder if you secretly hope I'll do something naughty." he grinned as he sniffed her panties getting the faint fresh aroma of her pussy.

He looked at Andi now, a half smile on her face with her little pink tongue just peeking out from between her cute red lips. He was tempted to put his cock between her lips but decided against it, he wanted her wide awake the first time she sucked his cock. Instead he fetched the supply of his 'ingredient' from the fridge and put a few drops of the potent cum on her tongue.

"We'll see how you like it neat." he chuckled as she pulled her tongue back into her mouth.

He now knew she had no underwear on so it was a simple task to push her tee up under her chin and have her tits free and naked for him to squeeze and knead the plump mounds of flesh and he chuckled with delight as her nipples darkened and swelled to eraser sized points on her tits. He laughed as he remembered a joke he had heard ages ago ' Tits without nipples are pointless."

He had been looking forward to the next stage, saving the best for last. He lifted her hips up and was able to slide her sweats down to her ankles so she was to all intents and purposes naked from the ankles up to her chin. He just sat at her feet for a few minutes savouring her shapely inviting body with her dark landing strip just above her treasure cave, her clit being the key to opening it up. When he had seen enough of her gorgeous young body he began to massage her calves smoothing his hands over her smooth pale skin slowly working up to her thighs pressing his fingers into the fleshy toned skin until he was only centimetres from her slit that was now showing signs of wetness and she was unconsciously lifting her hips up and down. Again he was tempted to take her right there but he had to remind himself she had to be awake and know what was happening when he finally fucked her.

He fingered her gently, noticing how her breathing quickened as his fingers glided over her ridged G-spot, she suddenly went rigid and moaned loudly, his fingers were covered with her juice as she climaxed, he put his wet fingers to his nose sniffing at her juices and he tasted her, it was sweet and slightly sticky. MMMMMMM she tasted really good.

When she had stopped squirming around he redressed her, making sure there were no tell tale traces of what had happened, he didn't want her to know just yet but he guessed that her body would be asking her questions.

When she came to he was sitting in his armchair reading a book.

"Welcome back Andrea, you sure you're not overdoing it? You went off so quickly I didn't have the heart to wake you, if it happens again you know you can stay the night, my flat is only just upstairs."
 
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Yawning and stretching again as she came round, Adrea grinned across to Coach Tom.

"I don't know if it's the chair, or the chocolate or your own special ingredient, but sometimes I have the most delicious dreams when I'm here!" She blushed a little as she thought about just how vivid the dream had been, and the aroma and taste that had made it feel so real, so lovely, so delicious. Without realising what she was doing she licked her lips as if savouring a particularly good wine.

As she properly woke, their conversation drifted back into her mind, what they'd been saying before sleep finally overtook her tired body.

"Hang on, sir, did you say I'd be naked when the timer is here? Not just with you? That we'll all be naked? All three of us?"

Her heart fluttred a little. It was more than she'd anticipated. Andrea had only considered being naked outside the pool because Coach Tom had already seen her naked. But the Timer was a different matter.

How would she feel being naked in front of another man? Even if he was naked too? Was she actually being a prude?

Once again the conflict played across her face as she struggled with the idea.

On the other hand, hadn't she already agreed to it anyway? Shit!

Better get used to it girl, if you want to win races, she thought. It was unlikely she'd win many without sir's help. Which meant staying committed to the Trial. Which meant having her times officially recorded.

"I guess I should leave you in peace again, sir," sitting near the front of the comfy armchair. "So if I come back tomorrow about 20 minutes after regular practice, is that what you want?" She got to her feet, picking up her bag, the sweats pulling a bit on her crotch, without her panties making a comforting famliar feeling. She wondered how she'd cope being with two naked men. Only one way to find out!
 
Leonard, the official timer arrived early and was eager to hear all about the girl he was here to ratify. Tom grinned as he explained,

"I'm sure you'll be pleased you took the time to come over Len, she's quite special and compliant so we can enjoy ourselves with her and I don't mean just the swimming, I have her addicted to my cum that I mix in her hot chocolate and she asked if you have a special ingredient that you use so we'll give her a hot chocolate when she arrives with YOUR speciality in it and see if she likes that, then we' can get down to business."

When Andrea arrived Tom greeted her with a kiss on the cheek and introduced her to Leonard.

"I thought a cup of hot chocolate before we begin Andrea, you go and prepare and we'll get your chocolate ready."

As Andrea disappeared into the changing room Tom took Len into his office and handed him Andrea's mug that he always used.

"Here you are Len do your business in that and make sure you stir it in well. Oh, and by the way did I tell you that Andrea is expecting us both to be naked? We don't want to disappoint her do we?"

Len grinned back at him and soon deposited a generous amount of slightly runnier spunk into Andrea's mug. Meanwhile Tom had stripped off his sweats and vest and then his budgie smugglers and let his cock and shaved balls hang loose. He had contemplated leaving on his smugglers and asking Andrea to take them off for him but he had thought better of it, Andrea would have a hard enough time coping with two fully grown cocks, possibly the first she had seen live and close up.

Len finished stirring the chocolate and began stripping of his sweats and vest as well until there were two hunky, muscled and definitely naked men in the tiny office.

Just a few moments later Andrea knocked and walked in without waiting for a reply. Her reaction to seeing the two naked men was quite predictable despite the fact that she herself was stark naked except for her trainers. She blushed and instinctively tried to cover herself, one arm across her breasts the other on her pussy.

"TSK. TSK, Andrea don't be embarrassed, the whole idea of this is to let you get used to nudity, with all of us nude it won't seem as though you are on display, just take a seat and drink your chocolate."

He stood and waved Andrea to the chair he had just vacated but stood right next to it so Andrea couldn't avoid looking at his cock swinging between his legs.

"Well, what do you think?" He asked addressing no one in particular, but Len replied,

"Stunning Tom, absolutely stunning, she's beautiful."

Tom turned to Andrea, "You hear that? Len thinks you're beautiful and he hasn't even seen you swim yet."
 
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Looking up from her seat Andrea was very conscious of the large penises on the two large men standing so close, close enough that when she turned her head from one to the other as they talked abover her, Andrea's face was in danger of bumping into one or other organ. The musky smell was in her nostrils.

Just listening to them was unnerving, but to be so close to so much male nudity was almost too much, and Andrea distracted herself by drinking the hot chocolate a little faster than usual.

It wasn't until she was halfway through that she detected a subtle change.

Frowning she sipped again, more carefully, holding the drink on her tongue, head to one side. By now she'd relaxed enough to stop trying to cover her breasts, though her pussy was effectively hidden by the way she was sitting with her legs together.

At last, she had to ask.

"Um, sir? Have you changed the recipe a bit? Its nice, but seems a bit kinda different today?"

She looked up at the two naked men.

"Oh, and I guess I should wait a bit before swimming since I had this drink, but er, what are we timing today, sir? Um, Len?"
 
Tom invited Andrea in, acting perfectly normal as though it was no big deal to have her walk into her office naked while he was also naked, he controlled his cock as best he could from growing really hard and was pleased to see that Len was doing the same although he couldn't take his eyes off Andrea as she walked to her chair. He stood one side of her and Len the other so that whichever way she looked she'd be looking at one cock or another just inches from her face and her sweet red lips.

Andrea had relaxed enough to leave er tits on display but her legs were coiled underneath her, effectively hiding her pussy. She tried to hide her nervousness by drinking her chocolate quicker than usual but when it was half drunk she asked innocently,

'"Um, sir? Have you changed the recipe a bit? Its nice, but seems a bit kinda different today? Oh, and I guess I should wait a bit before swimming since I had this drink, but er, what are we timing today, sir? Um, Len?'

Tom answered for Len, "No I haven't changed my recipe, you have Len's in there, I asked him to bring some so you could see which you like best, I won't ask you but I can see from your face you prefer my recipe. be a good girl today and do as you're told and you can have an extra special one when we've finished."

He winked at Len and gave him the thumbs up,

"Len wants you to time you over two lengths, you prefer two hard lengths don't you? First though he has to make sure you're fit and healthy, I've told him about the extra flesh on your thighs and a little concern about your glutes so we'll take a look at them first then you can go and get changed."

They waited for Andrea to finish her chocolate and with them one on either side they took her out where the exercise mats were and laid one out for her.

Len took over and told Andrea, "I'm going to check out your thighs and your glutes while you are in one position, it may feel a little uncomfortable but just bear with me."

He got her into position and without Andrea seeing he gave Tom a broad wink as he knelt between her spread legs,

"Don't be nervous Andrea, when I tell you curl your toes."

Len's eyes riveted on Andrea's little pink pussy and then he moved his eyes to her thigh and gripped it with both hands just a couple of inches away from her gash. He made a pretence of massaging it with his hand and moved to her other thigh this time a little higher, his thumb just touching her pussy lips.

"Yep not bad, needs a bit of work but I'm sure Tom will help you out with regular massages and maybe a vibrating machine to loosen the fat, can you just lay back and put your legs over your head like this?"

He helped Andrea into the position he wanted and stood over her openly leering at her pussy, he licked his lips and looked at Tom. Tom knew what he was suggesting and shook his head, he didn't want anyone frightening Andrea away until she was ready for him. Len looked upset and shrugged his shoulders and went on to check Andrea's glutes, getting her to curl her toes a few times.

"Okay young lady you're good to go, go put your swimsuit on and we'll see how fast you can go."

It only took a couple of minutes and Andrea was back in the yellow swimsuit swim cap and goggles already on

Len stood at the end of the pool, stopwatch in hand and muttered to Tom jealously,
"Oh boy Tommo she's a real cracker, how long do you reckon before you fuck her."

"I dunno," Tom answered honestly,"Once I do I want to make the most of it, not just once or twice and that's it."

Andrea was now in the last ten yards and Len watched closely as Andrea touched the side of the pool. He glanced at his watch,

"Fucking hell Tom that's half a second faster than what you told me she did yesterday, what are you feeding her on, rocket fuel?"

"WHA,,,,,,, half a second? That's unbelievable."

Andrea joined them, now completely oblivious to the fact that she appeared be totally naked.

"Run along now honey, get that swimsuit off and come and get your prize, an extra special hot chocolate."
 
Delighted with her even better times, Andrea flashed a grin at the two men and hurried towards the changing room, peeling the yellow swimsuit off her shoulders to her waist before she'd cleared the end of the pool. Pausing to pull it all the way off, she skipped naked out of sight and went to shower.

It was a very brief shower, and in a few moment she was back in the office, naked again, this time more comfortable and not bothering to hide anything. Both men had now seen her naked and exercising so hey, what was the big deal?

In fact, she was wondering why she made such a fuss in the first place. It really was no big deal. Neither man was especially intersted in her nakedness, they were all business.

"Hey guys! Another half second, huh? That's pretty awesome!" she said as she came in and flopped into her comfy armchair, slouching back with knees apart. "But boy am I pooped! I swam that as fast as I could. Hey Sir? If I had a mix of your special ingredient and Len's, d'ya think I could shave another half second off my time? Oh, and maybe the regular massages sir? To tone my thighs and glutes? And the vibrating machine like Len said? They might help?"

Andrea was openly admiring the bodies and penises of the men, and watching Tom prepare her well deserved hot chocolate.
 
Tom was preparing Andrea's extra special hot chocolate, almost filling it with his special secret ingredient and just a dash of hot chocolate to hide the true nature of it, he thought about slipping in three sleeping tablets but decide to give just two that would put her down for a couple of hours before Len left

He looked up as she bounced in still naked and seemingly having lost all her shyness at being naked with two equally naked men. She flopped down in what had become her favourite chair and spread her legs out putting everything on display.

'"Hey guys! Another half second, huh? That's pretty awesome!. But boy am I pooped! I swam that as fast as I could. Hey Sir? If I had a mix of your special ingredient and Len's, d'ya think I could shave another half second off my time? Oh, and maybe the regular massages sir? To tone my thighs and glutes? And the vibrating machine like Len said? They might help?'

Her comment about mixing his and Len's ingredients together was unexpected but he soon squashed that idea, Andrea was to be addicted to his cum alone.

"No, I don't think that would be a good idea, if you came to rely on the mixture and Len, for some reason couldn't get you any it could set you right back, you'd best stick with what you know and like."

He handed Andrea her chocolate and as he did he saw she was taking quite an interest in both of their cocks, He saw a delighted smile flit across Andrea's face as he walked over his cock semi hard and his shaven balls swinging between his legs. Already she was drifting off and he stood close to her so that his cock was in her lne of vision and maybe she'd dream about it.

Len saw where this was leading and backed Tom up, standing the other side so that whichever way she looked she would see a nice meaty cock.
Andrea was nodding now and Tom picked up her limp hand and stroked her fingertips over his abs. Len saw Tom nod and took hold of Andrea's other hand after taking the almost empty cup from her and set it down then guided Andrea's hand to his chest and encouraged her to stroke the hard hairless muscles,
Andrea's head was lolling to one side now and her eyes were closed
Tom gently guided Andrea's hand over his six pack at the same time as Len did the same. Throwing caution to the winds Tom began stroking Andrea's tit nearest to him,
Len followed suit with her other tit and Andrea began to pant. Biting her lip in her sleep.

"Andrea?" Tom asked softly "are you asleep? Getting no answer he grinned at Len and lifted Andrea's hand off his six pack and wrapped her fingers around his swelling cock.
"Time for a bit of fun, Len my son."

"OH FUCK THAT'S GOOD BABE" He couldn't help himself exclaiming. Even though Andrea was holding both their cocks in her hands it was obviou she didn't know what she was doing as they both moved her hands up and down their hard lengths.

Imagine this when she's been trained and knows what she's doing," Tom crowed to Len.

Len had followed his lead and Andrea sprawled in her chair with a cock in each hand. Andrea's legs were stretched out and wide apart as Tom and Len each put a finger into her tiny pink hole and stirred her wetness into cream as she slept on.
Len didn't leave until Andrea began to wake up both of them having fingered Andrea's tight sweet pussy and brought her to orgasm twice.
 
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