As I opened the door to the kitchen I could see the 2 gardeners sittingat the table with a beer in their hands. The few empties on the tablesuggested ...hat Catherine had been a very generous host."Ah Sophie. I see you're finally awake." Then as an aside to thegardeners, "I don't even know when she got home last night. You know whatthey're like at that age."The gardeners nodded in agreement but they were barely listening toCatherine. Instead, all of their attention seemed to be focused on me.. As she thought this, the female ski instructor, who'd seen it all, came out and sat down beside her. Sylvie groaned inside but the girl sounded sweet when she spoke. "Don't worry, it's not recorded and it's certainly not the first time the guys have seen that in the cars. I started as a chalet girl here. You know what my friend told me, first season, she said, always carry spare underwear. Do you know, I thought she meant socks to change while ski-ing! Ha-ha, can you believe? No. Always wear. " she said as she started stroking my cock in the back of the room. "You're coming over today when this bell rings." I thought about it, I can skip one day of practice, I'm the star pitcher, my coach won't mind. (He really won't) so I said "You said that like I didn't already have it planned" that turned her on. She kept stroking my cock the entire class and I really wanted to shoot my load, and I would have if I wasn't going to after school. The bell finally rang and she released her pre cum. "Let's do this", she said softly as she wrapped her fingers around my hard cock once more. This time she pushed me onto my back on the towel, straddled me and lowered down onto me. I could hear girls cheering and splashing around us, but the feeling of her wet pussy slowly engulfing me was overwhelming. I reached up and cupped her prefect breasts in my hands and she began to rise and fall. I was deeper inside of her than the night before, but she seemed to like it. I knew I could lose it.