Before that, back to the cabin

Victoria Walker woke to find her roommate, Kurt, standing at the foot of his bed in a vest and shorts. As she watched he ran through a series of stretches, arms, legs, some kind of weird neck thing, before finally he seemed to sense her eyes on him.

"Sorry, did I wake you?" he asked, turning to look at her, his hands on his hips as he combined his turn with yet another stretch.

"No," she said truthfully, smiling slightly at his somewhat comical movements. "What are you doing?"

He shrugged. "Just stretching. Helps me wake up in the morning."

"Ah," Victoria replied. He moved onto a different stretch, turning away from her. She watched him, admiring his taut physique as it rippled under the strain he was putting his body through. He wasn't overly muscular, not enough to be gross, but he clearly kept his body in good shape. Probably through these exercises.

She'd been apprehensive when she'd been paired with Kurt during the previous days random draw. Everyone else, closer friends whose opinions she trusted, had acted like he was some kind of lecherous pervert whose only desire was to charm unsuspecting women out of their clothes. She'd found him to be quite the opposite, as respectful and gentlemanly a roommate as she could have ever asked for.

"God I can't wait to fuck her," Kurt thought to himself as he held the image of her large breasts pushing against the fabric of her pyjama top in his mind's eye.

"You must be pretty rigorous with this," she said suddenly, sitting up in bed.

He pushed his lustful thoughts to the side, segueing into another stretch that allowed him to turn towards her. "Yeah, I do it every day as soon as I'm up." He grinned inwardly as a devilish idea occurred to him. "You interested? I could show you a couple of moves."

Victoria looked unsure. "I don't know, I'm kind of a lie-in person. I really like to just lie in bed for a bit."

Kurt nodded understandingly. "I used to be like that. It's all about just getting into the routine; you won't even miss lie-in's once you're in the swing of it." She still didn't look convinced, so he continued. "I'm sure you'll admit that morning stretches are better for you than letting those glutes waste away."

She slid her legs out from under the covers, dangling them over the side of the bed as she turned to stand. "I'll give them a go, sure."

"Alright!" Kurt grinned. She took a stance opposite him, yawning and rubbing her sleep filled eye, before swinging her arm back down and bouncing back and forth in an affectation of a boxer.

"Alright, let's get it!" she said, pretending to be pumped up. Kurt laughed, internally saving away the image of her breasts bouncing along with her in his mental wank bank.

"Okay, so the first position is this," he said. He dropped to all fours, quickly demonstrating a move whereby he lifted up his ass, rolling backwards on his hands until he looked like a panther ready to pounce. He held it for a moment before returning to his feet. "Think you can do that?"

"Sure," Victoria said. Kurt squatted by her side as she dropped to all fours, enjoying the sight of her breasts dangling below her. She began to push her ass out and he stood up, walking from her front to her back, though spending the most time watching her perfect bubble butt thrusting into the air.

"Yep, looks good," he said. "Do that rolling action a couple more times." She did, Kurt almost moaning as he watched her ass rising and falling in front of him.

"Like that?" she asked.

"That was perfect yeah," Kurt nodded. "Ready for another?"

"Yeah, that felt kinda good," she said, returning to her feet.

"Great!" Kurt replied. "Here's the second." He raised his arms in the air, standing on his tiptoes as he reached to the roof with seemingly all his power. She copied him, mirroring his movement almost exactly. Almost. It could be better, and it was Kurt's job to make sure she was perfect.

"Almost," he smirked, dropping out of the stretch. She quivered with exertion in front of him as he strode behind her, almost skipping as his plan came to fruition.

"Like this," he said, placing his hands on her arms and gently rotating them. She stiffened as he put his hands on her, but quickly relaxed, before her mouth dropped open in surprise as his crotch locked against her ass, something large growing even larger within his pyjama shorts.

"That's it," Kurt said in a low, sensual tone, "that's perfect."

"Kurt!" she exclaimed, turning around towards him. "I..." She faltered as she found herself much closer to him than she had expected. Whatever she'd been about to say disappeared as she looked at his face, filled with concern. His lips, why did she sort of want to kiss them?

"Are you alright?" he asked.

She nodded. "I'm fine I just... I think that's enough for today."

"Oh," Kurt said, expression surprised. "Okay." She smiled at him as she turned away, heading out the door of their room.

"I wonder if anyone else is up," she said as she left, leaving Kurt alone with the sunlight pouring through the window.

"Phew," he thought to himself. "I might have gone a bit too fast back there. Thought I blew it. I wonder what was going on with her." His questions continued to echo round his skull as he followed her out towards the kitchen.