The girls went to the dressing room to don the shorts and tank tops that had become standard garb for the club. I walked into the other dressing room ...and slipped out of my cargo shorts and briefs to put on my own loose fitting shorts and a tee. I must say, for a man of 62 I still maintained a reasonably fair stature and prided myself on keeping fit. The shorts, as usual, did little to hide my somewhat aroused manhood, but then I probably wouldn’t be wearing them that long anyway. AJ walked into. I wanted him, desperately. He, just so happened to be my history professor. Professor Nelson was the talk of the campus, ever since he got hired about two semesters ago and girls were envious of other girls that had his class. Awakening me was a dull throb between my legs. I was growing wetter and wetter just at the thought of his muscular body. I really wanted to know what his cock looked like, how he could use it, anything. I could feel the damp spot in my panties and clenched my legs. He started kissing my neck and giving me a hickie. so i carried on washing he got a bottle of shower wash put some on his hands then started washing my body from behind. he was getting lower until he was washing my dick for me he could feel my dick geting harder in his hand until it was fully hard he started jacking me off after i cummed we showered normally. when we both decided we was clean we go out the shower i started drying my self off but harvey had other ideas he wrapped the towel up. Whats that? Something like my life is now? Yeah, thats exactly what it means. Let me see the other one again. Mark squatted down in front of me and I lowered the top edge of my bikini bottoms again. Mark grabbed the edge from me and lowered them until the tattoo was completely exposed. Awww, that sweet. Are you completely shaved? Mark asked and pulled the edge of my bikini bottoms out away from my waist and peaked down. I darted my hands down to grab my bikini bottoms, You perv! Dont look.