Returning to Class

Opening up the double door to the swimming pool - the smell of chlorine was the first to reach your senses, you'd thought perhaps that you'd be a little more traumatized to the smell than you actually were all things considered, but in actual fact the pool didn't equate in any part into your trepidations - the looming entropic figure that skirted the poolside was however; a great cause for your concern.

Hearing or perhaps even sensing your presence, like a lioness might sense her hunt - the ebony skinned tormentor turned to subtly wink at you before her attentions were brought back to another. Following her gaze you saw that she was eyeing up Stacy as she did her lines up and down the pool, your girlfriends buoyant and curvaceous ass protruding enough to grant any and all onlookers a plentiful look at the goods which you begrudgingly had to admit was a rather magnetizing spectacle.

Steadying your breath; you resolved yourself for the encounter and made to go join them - already in your new swimming trunks that left a lot more to the imagination than those borrowed speedo's ever did. With the outline of your cock concealed it was a lot easier to feign confidence you found. Nova similarly wore form obscuring trunks; but her reasoning was an almost exact inverse of your intentions - whilst you desired to hide the size of your cock to project the notion that you had a larger cock than you really did; Nova's desires, you inferred, were to hide the fact that she had a cock at all. You couldn't think of why else she'd always wear baggy pants and trunks if not to conceal what she wielded down there.

It had only been a day since your unfortunate stint in exhibitionism with Nova, not that it was really your fault. Or was it? You could have stopped her, you just froze up like you always did... It almost felt like an excuse to say that you were totally without blame there - even if you lied to cover up the real truth to Stacy; you couldn't lie to yourself. You had frozen up because you were scared of Nova; that was the central fact that was the extent of your faults; your own fear staying your hand and allowing her yet again to out position you. That was YOUR fault. Yes Nova was in the wrong for predating you in the first place; but the sheep cannot argue against the nature of a lioness - it is a battle in futility. The best you could do was to stand up to her, and to stop making excuses for things that can, are, or should be in your control.

"Sup shrimp dick." Nova greeted without taking her eyes off of your girls ass.

"Sup nigger." You couldn't help but smile when she sent a stern look your direction.

"Yeah? Wanna get your weak honky ass beaten right here and now for saying that shit to me?"

"No one else heard it; it's your word versus mine. Who do you think the dean is gonna side with? The shorter guy who got decked out of nowhere; or the brutishly violent hood rat without a scratch on her?" You couldn't even pretend to hide your smugness that you were radiating now. However in an act that deflated your sails a little; Nova just laughed a genuine laugh - which was disconcerting on it's own - however it was the twinkle in her eye that really sent alarm bells ringing.

"My money is that the Dean sides with his Olympic tier athlete with a squeaky clean record over a testifiable sexual harasser, but that's just me." Hearing this you paled a little, but her whole claim rested on your girlfriends testimony as a witness. She wouldn't side with Nova, would she? Shaking your head you kept up your smile.

"You've got nothing."

"I've got a big ass dick and a future, you're the one who's got jack shit Alex. Hell; soon you won't even have a girlfriend~" Not waiting to hear a response, Nova dived into the pool and began swimming to the other side. Feeling the anger coursing through your veins you dived in after her, not sparing a single thought that history might repeat itself you chased after her - but alas you were destined to be splashed by her kicking feet as she extended the distance between you both just like last time.

Off into the distance you could see Stacy and Nova were chatting by the poolside, pushing yourself you made to join them as soon as possible - always eager to hear what they might be talking about. Could the subject matter be about yourself? They did have a lot to talk about concerning last night after all, or could Nova be ratting you out? The sudden thought made your stomach sink - if Stacy learnt that you'd called Nova a nigger, then you doubt your relationship could survive... You had to get there soon before the bitch ruined your reputation any more than she already had!

However as you closed in on them, instead of hearing the hushed sounds of shock or outrage that you expected; instead you heard soft laughter.

"Did he really wear his hair piece backwards?! How does that even happen!" Your girlfriend was practically belly laughing by the time you reached the pair. Seeing her flushed in the face from all the laughter and standing so close, so familiarly besides Nova really sent a pang into your heart. Seeing your approach, or perhaps more aptly hearing it given the uncoordinated splashes you were making; your girlfriend and Nova looked over to you as you began to stabilize yourself in the water. Gone was her former mirth; now she just looked between you both a little awkwardly.

"Uhh, hi." Realizing you hadn't planned this far ahead, that was all that made its way out of your mouth as you rather awkwardly floated there in front of them.

"Good lord, how needy." Nova sighed. "Meet you on the other side Stace." And with that she torpedoed past you and began swimming to the other side, leaving you alone with your girlfriend who you could tell still hadn't fully forgiven you, the look in her eyes and her body language was plenty proof of that.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to make things awkward." You found yourself saying finally.

"I can tell that you both still don't like each other, and that really sucks Alex." Your girlfriend said in a measured tone. "Can you try and be nice to her? Maybe if you make the first move then she can reciprocate? I want us to all move forward, I don't want to live a life where my best friend and my boyfriend are at each others throats all the time, I got plenty enough stress with my damned family to have to deal with this shit on the side as well!" The very thought of playing pretend nice with Nova sickened you to your core - but hearing how you were affecting your girlfriends mood, you sighed and nodded your head.

"Alright... Alright, I can't promise you that she'll reciprocate, but I can at least show you that I'm not the one causing or extending these arguments." You had to get that final dig in, you really needed to nail it home to Stacy that it wasn't you who was the problem here; it was Nova.

"Thanks." Smiling and giving you a chaste kiss on the cheek, Stacy made to swim back across. "Race you to the other side!" she said in a playful tone, trying perhaps to raise both of your spirits up a little. Smiling you plunged after her, with a lot less form and grace of course. It appears that Stacy had improved quite a lot as a swimmer during the time that you had been away in therapy, she was perhaps twice as fast as you were, which you guessed wasn't saying much really given how clumsy you were.

For a while you and her did laps with one another, Nova being present but you hardly paid her any mind - to you there was only Alex and Stacy swimming alongside one another and having fun; or you supposed, you swimming behind her and getting to see her rippling ass cheeks every time she kicked - that was plenty fun alright. After a while you started growing tired however, excusing yourself from the pool to sit along the side as you continued to watch your girlfriend and Nova race it down the lanes.

Then, Nova and Stacy stopped at the more shallow end of the pool and began talking about something. You couldn't quite make it out from where you were, and thinking back to earlier you didn't think it wise to just swim up on them again to get in on the conversation. What could they be talking about, you wondered? Was Nova snitching you out this time perhaps? Or maybe she was lying about what happened last night? Planting yet more seeds of discontent in your relationship, you had no idea.

Then, Nova stood upright in the pool - being a 6'4 tall amazoness her breasts and upwards were visible above the waterline. Stretching out her arms, Nova carried your girlfriends weight from below and stabilized her in the water. Nova's left hand lifting her from the underbelly and her right hand lifting her just below her giant tits. From this position, your girlfriend began paddling in the water in an exercise you could only assume was supposed to be a lesson in form - however when your eyes met Nova's and you caught glimpse of her shit eating grin; you knew yet again that this was another of her japes. She enjoyed tormenting you, and like an idiot you had given her a reaction every time she tried you. Even now you wanted to flip her off, or shout something abusive at her from across the pool, but you had promised Stacy not to react, to be the bigger man. To be the bigger man, hah. Easy for her to say, she didn't get a glimpse of how truly massive Nova was down there.

Whilst your girlfriend was paddling in the pool, you couldn't help but notice how Nova's hands would roam. Even below the surface of the water, you could see Nova was groping, squeezing and playing with your girlfriends body - all in some farcical form exercise excuse. You knew better, even if Stacy was cluelessly innocent to that damned she-boons intentions.

You felt angry, upset and frustrated; all stemming from your powerlessness to stop what you were witnessing. If you tried to put a stop to it; you would be called insecure, it was only a pupil offering some free training to another student after all. If you didn't like how Nova was touching her, well then you just couldn't handle female empowerment and wanted to control everything about your girlfriend. There wasn't a world where you could realistically butt in here; perhaps instead you could have a quiet word with Stacy later? But for now, you had to suffer through the molestation of your girlfriend.

Despite all of your negative reactions; there was one part of you that was having a good time. Completely unconsciously and without your will or so you thought; your cock was painfully erect inside of your trunks. Given how baggy they were, you had little worry that your roger was noticeable. It was a physiological response you told yourself, there was no way you were getting off to your girlfriend being defiled by another; you were simply enjoying the erotisism of your girlfriends body. That was it, totally. That and you hadn't had sex with Stacy in ages now, you were evidently more pent up than you realized.

Forcing yourself to look away from the scene to calm yourself down, you tried to focus on the balding swimming instructor as he tucked down on his sandwiches. Anything to relax the painful throbs of your manhood, you wouldn't allow yourself to normalize getting hard watching someone else playing with her. After a while of watching the old man wipe mayo stains from the corners of his mouth; that seemed to have done the trick of calming your lil guy down. Looking back however you panicked when you realized that Nova and Stacy were making their way out of the pool now and heading towards the changing rooms.

A part of you wanted to trust that nothing would happen between them behind closed doors, and a greater part of you needed to find out the truth.