At thirty-nine, Helen was a tall, slender woman, still in great shape and extremely attractive. She usually participated in the evening yoga classes o...fered to the faculty, and jogged most mornings before showering and heading to the art building. Though she wished at times that she could just shed maybe another ten pounds or so – her stomach had just a touch of paunch, and she had more of a curvy bottom than she cared to admit – she looked very much the same as she had twelve years ago, right. It was also summer and many were away on holiday so it wasn’t very busy at all. I had some admirers there; men like many others always on the lookout for sex. I had never bothered with any of them though; I was getting more than enough elsewhere! On that particular night there was just me and five guys from the judo club left at the end; they had been doing some training in the gym. They were chatty and flirty after their session and as they went off to get showered and changed one of them. Looking up again, she was closer yet to the object of her desire. With only his boxers between them, she could smell the essence of his sex. ‘God, I love the smell of men’ she thought to herself. ‘I love the aftershave, the sweat from good clean fun, the aroma of a cock with pre-cum leaking from it. Karen pulled him to the bed and motioned for him to lay with her. They laid on their sides, facing each other and trading kisses to various parts of each other. David began moving downward and. ‘What?’ she yelled back. ‘Come to the front,’ said D. The two of them swam back through the throng to the lobby. Happy for clear air, they breathed for a minute. ”S goin’ on?’ Melody puffed. ‘Personal first or Business?’ asked D. ‘ Which is worse?’ Melody inquired. ‘ ‘Bout the same, I think,’ Said D, ‘ nah, Business is worse.’ ‘ Business, then.’ ‘Fast and direct or long and drawn out?’ .’Fast’ ‘Cash box was stolen’ ‘Ummm…not processing…putting it away. Personal.’ ‘Philip.’ ‘Here?’ ‘Yup’ ‘Shit.’.