Teaching the Cub Ch. 01 - Introduction

I'm trying a couple things differently with this one. One, shorter chapters. Two, deeper stories and more developed characters. As always, let me know what you think. Except for grammatical errors. I do care about those, but once the story is up, there is nothing I can do about it.

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Tim

As I pulled into the parking space outside of my apartment, I saw a moving truck being unloaded. Obviously I was getting new neighbors, but I couldn't see who yet. Regardless, it probably wouldn't make a difference. The people in my apartment complex typically kept to themselves.

There was the polite "Hi" here and there, but in general this was a fairly introverted neighborhood. At least, as an introvert myself, that was my perspective. So, I kept my head down and walked to my apartment on the first floor. I hoped I could get inside without making eye contact with anyone.

Introvert might not be the right word for me, phobically shy might be more accurate. I was 20 and had never had a girlfriend. Which also meant that I was a virgin. Which in today's age meant that I might as well of been an alien. At my last physical the doctor asked how sexually active I was. When I gave him the answer he thought I was lying.

I wasn't in luck today though, because the door next to mine was wide open and I could see furniture being move around inside. It was an impossibility that I wouldn't be seen entering my apartment. I almost turned around and got back into my car. I thought about driving around until later that night.

I refused to let myself be that cowardly though. I took a deep breath, got my key ready, and marched fixedly to my door. I stuck my key into the lock, turned and was in. I closed the door behind me, thankful that I had avoided an awkward social encounter.

Knock knock knock! I knew I couldn't of gotten away that easily.

I took a deep breath and opened the door. I should have looked through the peephole first. A swat team busting through the door would have surprised me less. I saw a 30ish gorgeous blonde woman standing there. Her eyes were the brightest blue. She had breasts the size of small watermelons, and was wearing a tank top that liked to show them off. She was also wearing a pair of short black running shorts.

Her long sexy athletics legs stretched down into a pair of tennis shoes. She had to be at least 5'7 to 5'9. If all that wasn't enough to cause a reaction in my pants, then her bright smile was. I felt like my neck was about to snap as I tried to maintain eye contact and not look at her body. I was raised to be a gentleman, and not gawk at women's bodies.

"Hi! I'm Sophie." The woman stretched out her hand.

"Uh, um, Tim, I'm Tim." I shook her hand.

"I just wanted to introduce myself, My daughter and I are moving in next door."

"Hi, welcome to the neighborhood." Was all I could think to say.

There was an awkward pause, and then she continued. "So, Tim, what do you do for a living?"

"I'm a personal trainer."

"Oh, that's great. Maybe you could give me a session sometime. I have a little extra weight that I want to lose."

I gawked at her comment, I couldn't see a flaw on her. She wasn't model thin, but that's not healthy. She was, as far as I could tell, a perfect healthy weight.

"Where could you possibly want to lose? Your body is amazing." The words slipped out before I could stop them. "I...I'm sorry."

"For paying me a compliment?" Sophie laughed. "Thank you. I try very hard to keep lean and healthy. But at my age it's getting harder and harder. It's mainly a little excess fat around my butt." She turned and stuck out her butt a little.

The shorts were so tight that they creased along her crack. For added effect, she bounced a couple times. Her but giggled a little, and I nearly had an accident. She turned back around and glanced down, noticing my erection straining at my shorts.

She blushed and tried to restrain a smirk. She said nothing about it as I crossed my hands in front of me to try to hide it. "Yea, sure, just let me know when would be a good time. I'm free tomorrow."

"OK, let's say 9:00 at the apartments fitness center?"

"Sound's good, see you then." I said as I attempted to hurriedly shut the door.

Once the door was closed, I immediately went and took an uncomfortably cold shower. The receding sperm made my balls ache something fierce. I wasn't sure how I was going to train her tomorrow if my body had this kind of reaction to her.

My typical clients were overweight middle aged men that were coming to see me to get their high blood pressure under control. I had never trained someone as painfully attractive as Sophie before.

Sophie

"You should have seen him." Sophie told her nineteen year old daughter Tina. "He was trying so desperately not to stare at my tits. I couldn't help but tease him a little. So I turned and gave him a quick little but shake."

"Mom! Shame on you. You shouldn't act so slutty."

Sophie stared at her daughter incredulously. "Says the person who has to walk around the house in nothing but a tight t-shirt and sexy butt hugging panties." Sophie playfully smacked her daughters thin tight butt. It was sticking out as she leaned over the counter top into the kitchen.

That made Tina straighten up. "Hey, I just like to be comfortable. If I had my own place I'd be walking around butt naked."

"I have a feeling that you would do that if you had any other roommate than your mother."

"Mom, you're the slutty one remember? You're the one teasing our neighbor the first time you met him."

"I'm the slutty one? I'm not the one that had a threesome affair with a married congressmen."

"You keep bringing that up? Why won't you let the past die?"

"The past? It was a month ago. And it was the reason we had to move. Let's not forget that he was my boss."

That shamed Tina and she produced a pouty face. Sophie walked over and hugged her daughter's head to her chest. "I'm sorry, I've just been really stressed out with the move and finding a new job and everything."

Tina wrapped her arms around her mom's waist and said, "No, I'm sorry. That was a stupid and selfish thing for me to do."

"I guess you are just too much like me." Sophie said. I haven't exactly been the best model of chastity over the years."

"Yea, especially since I can typically hear you watching porn every other night though my bedroom wall."

Feeling defensive at her daughter's knowledge of her porn habits Sophie said, "Hey, I've heard your orgasmic cries through my wall more than a few times as well."

"I wasn't judging, I just meant that I understand how lonely you feel since dad died. Whenever I think about him in bed at night I masturbate."

Sophie pushed her daughter to arms length and gave her a weird look. It took Tina only a second to realize what she said. "No, I didn't mean it like that. I just meant that when I start to feel sad, I masturbate to take make myself feel better."

Sophie wanted to laugh, but she simply cried and held her daughter again. "I understand. I do the same thing."

The two girls finished dinner and went to their respective bedrooms. Sophie was still thinking about her late husband and couldn't get to sleep because of her pain. So, she picked up her phone and found some "reading material", as she called it around Tina. In no time she was rubbing her clit and twisting her nipples while imagining what she had read on literotica.

She couldn't help the loud moans of ecstasy that escaped her lips as she came. As she laid there catching her breath and coming down from her high, she heard her daughters moans as well. The knowledge of what that meant made Sophie roll over on her side and cry.

Tim

The pleasured moans I heard through my wall were unbearable. That was all it took to give me another raging hard on. Not again, I cried as I took my second cold shower for the day. My balls felt like they had been used as a speed bag.

The cold shower only had a short term effect though. In the night I dreamt I was sucking on Sophie's nipples. I kissed my way up her chest until I was kissing her mouth. My hands came up and began playing with her nipples. That was when I woke up ejaculating in my bed.

"Shoot! Not again" I said as my last few spasms made a mess that I would have to clean up.

I couldn't help crying as I cleaned first myself, and then my bed. I was lonely. Yes, I wanted sex, but I also just wanted someone that cared about me. Someone that I could hold or could hold me. But my stupid mind always got in my way. I was too shy to even ask a girl out on a date.

To be continued.