As the thread seems to have a little interest, I'll relate the other story of a high level athlete that I experienced. It's actually two stories, as I first knew her (intimately) as a NCAA Division 1 soccer player, and later as a body builder, who was 1 contest short of qualifying for competing in the Ms Olympia.
In the first case, I was working in a city with a major university. I was in my mid 40's, but got invited to a party where "Suzie" was also invited. She was a senior at the university, and had a major that made what I did professionally interesting, so she was very conversational after mutual friends introduced us. She was, physically, a vision. She was about 5'6", dark blonde, blue eyed, and very nicely packaged. She had on a nice, white party dress. It was fairly short, showing off remarkably well toned and tanned legs and was sleevless, showing her arms and shoulders to be very well toned as well. She was small breasted, but apparently braless, as I could easily see evidence of her nipples. Indeed, she frequently stretch up to her full height, and pushed out her chest in a way to show everyone that she was there and was quite beautiful. In fact, in the midst of our first conversation, she turned to talk to someone else momentarily, reached out with her arm to touch them, and I could see into the arm of her dress, and confirmed that she was braless and that her titties were very perkey. She was one of those ladies with a fairly small personal distance, and was very touchy....her hnad was frequently on my hand or arm, and she would occasionally lean in to make body contact. A couple of times when she leaned in, I had a nice look down the top of her dress, and observed that her small breasts had very nice puffies, which were very pink. I fund it hard to believe, that she didn't know that she was putting on a "show". But, as she was very pretty, very friendly, and talking earnestly with me, I sure wasn't going to complain. She was also quite bright, and asked good questions about her future professional options. While she was a starter (midfield) for a Division 1 women's soccer team, women's soccer was not at the point where she could play professionally, and American women winning at the Olympics or World Cup was still well into the future. Well, the party ended, and no I didn't take her home that day, but we did exchange phone numbers, nominally to talk more about "professional things".
About a week later, we got together for lunch, at a low key family restraunt. Not exactly a date, but I was looking forward to see her again. She showed up in very short shorts, and a midrift bareing, scooped neck t-shirt, her hair back in a pony tail, looking a bit younger than her age (21). I was pleasantly surprised when she came in the door, saw me, smiled, and put her arms around my neck and gave me a brief kiss on the lips. My hands, around her waist appreciated the smoothness of her tan skin and firm body. Soccer players often have great legs, and she was no exception, and with the short shorts, I could almost see the bottom curve of her ass cheeks as she led me to the booth. As she sat down, she leaned forward in a way that let me look down her top again, but as it was looser than her dress had been, I got an even better look at her sweet little titties, with the pink puffy areolas. Throughout a long lunch, she talked animatedly, often taking my hands briefly, and making the kind of eye contact that told me she was very engaged. I must admit that I was quite taken, but this girl/lady who was essentially half my age, but for whom I felt anything other than parental warmth.
As the coffee came, I had to go to the restroom. Peeing was harder than nomral with my cock fully plumped out. As I came back to the booth, she said that she needed to visit the toilet. As she got up, her legs opened, and the legs of her shorts opened, and I saw up the leg to her very thin thong. For some reason, she got stalled getting out of the booth, and I was looking up her legs, with a clear sense of where her pussy was just barely covered, for several seconds. As she cleared the booth, my eyes came back up to her face, and she had a big smile on her face. She didn't say anything, but the sense of the moment was "do you see anything you like". After she came back to the booth, and after I got another look down her blouse as she sat down, we talked for a while. As part of the conversation, she let it slip that she had just broken up with her boyfriend. I asked her how she felt about that, and she said that it was her idea, as he wasn't likely to be more than a college bf, but then she said "but I do miss him at night, he was good in bed". With that, she gave a big smile and winked her eye, and took my hand. Now, I'm not the worlds smartest guy, but I do recognize an invitation when I hear one, so I asked if she would like me to help her with her problem. She said "I thought you would never ask", lets get out of here.
My house wasn't too far from the diner, so we headed out. I walked her to her car, whereupon she again put her arms around my neck and gave me another kiss. But this one had a bit of duration and a bit of tounge. My hands around her waist, finshed up cupping her bottom, which was as close to perfect as I've experienced.
Ten minutes later we were at my house, eleven minutes later we were making out inside the entryway of my house, twelve minutes later we were making out totally nude, and thirteen minutes later she was sitting astride my cock on my couch. She was even better looking nakked than with clothes, even clothes that i was looking down. Her skin was smooth, and without tan lines. Her boobies were small B cups, but almost perfectly rounded, and without any sag. Her pink nipples were very puffy, but the nipple itself would stick out from the puffy aeroela when I sucked on it. She seemed to really like that, so I alternated from nipple to nipple frequently. Her pussy was fully shaved, a bit rare back in those days, but she said that her old bf liked the look of her pussy when it was bare, and was pretty good orally, so it was an easy choice for her. Her pussie was very much an innie, but the bump of her clitty was very evident. She was one of the wettest women that I had ever been with, so when we first got to the couch, she sat down on my dick in a single motion, and I slid all the way into her. The first fuck didn't last long, we were both pretty hot. She came whicle riding me and kissing me, very vocally, and then I came, not my best effort in terms of endurance. Between her wetness, and my cum, we made the sofa quite wet.
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