Tonya

Tonya moves across to the pile of equipment and pulls out a gym mat. Why they bothered to pull that out here when people are heading off to the gym anyway you will never know, but efficiency wasn't always a strong focus of many of the teachers. She drags is over to one of the trees. You are not the only guy with his eyes glued on her hot body as she takes off her shirt and lies down on the mat.

The more things change, the more they stay the same you think. It didn’t matter what sport you were meant to be doing at school; Tonya found a way to end up using it as an excuse to do some more sun baking. A couple of her old ring of friends followed suit and were soon lazing in the hot sun. A few of the gamer guys are doing similarly. "Why the hell not", you think to yourself, taking a mat and pulling it over near the circle.

You strip off your shirt and lay down in a position where you can admire Tonya without it being too obvious. (Of course noone has any doubt as to what you are really doing.) Her golden brown hair flows over her shoulders as she props herself on one arm. Unsurprisingly her tan looks fairly uniform even right up to those tiny shorts. Speaking of which, you don't think you have ever got such a close look at those tight curves. She is definitely still the complete package you decide. Beautiful face, large, well-rounded tits, a tight ass, long legs and a tan that looks like it goes everywhere.

"Yeah I finally got rid of that guy, I grew tired of him...", you overhear, probably got himself another schoolgirl you think. "So I'm single at the moment, Oh I've got a couple of guys I'm dating but nothing serious, you know." Only thing you had in common with Tonya at school was that you shared the same driving instructor, you were way too shy too ever approach her back then.

Making up your mind and screwing up your courage you wait for an opening in the conversation