Chapter 273

What do you look for in a woman?

Unfortunately, Natalie’s instinctive response was for her eyes to flick down to her instructor’s naked body only partially hidden in the clear water—and her breasts, which weren’t hidden at all. They jolted back just as fast, though a woman as perceptive as Robin had certainly seen it. She didn’t comment, to Natalie’s immense relief.

“Uh,” she said slowly, doing her best to keep control of her slamming heart, and more importantly, the arousal that threatened to turn her half-erection into a full one that would risk poking out of her skirt entirely, considering how skimpy the damn thing was. Even as it stood, there was a noticeable bulge. Even a half-erection was hard to miss when sporting the equipment Natalie did. “I’m not sure if I have any one type?” A raised eyebrow prompted her to elaborate. “I guess ambition and competence is always a positive trait, something I like, but there’s no one mold that grabs my interest. Really.”

“Let me be clear. I’m inquiring about your sexual preferences, not your romantic ones.”

“Ah,” Natalie lamely said.

“What part of a woman arouses you the most, Natalie?” she asked with infuriating calm.

Natalie swallowed and glanced around. Was she seriously being asked this by her combat instructor? And, in a roundabout way, was being forced to answer too; this was official mentoring, and Robin’s reports back to the Dean would make or break further punishment. Though Natalie seriously doubted any reports would be accurately describing what had happened.

“Um,” Natalie said. “Everything?” She cleared her throat. “It depends on the girl. I’m an admirer of all sorts of qualities. On one girl it might be one feature that I like most, but for another, another.”

It was a non-answer, but also the truth.

Robin hummed. “I suppose grounding the question in a concrete example is required, then,” she said. “What part of me arouses you the most? I have, after all, caught you staring enough to be aware of your interest.”

Natalie froze. That question was ten times worse. Maybe she should’ve just generalized, even if it’d have been less honest.

“Do you need a better look, to decide?” Robin asked. “I suppose I didn’t present myself.” She stood, water sluicing off her curves, leaving her pale skin covered with sparkling beads from shoulders down to her knees. Natalie stared helplessly at Robin’s naked body as she stepped out and displayed herself, even turning around to give her an unfettered view of her ass. Robin placed a hand on her hip and cocked it in a pose, looking over her shoulder as Natalie drank the sight in.

“There,” she said after a moment, facing back forward. “You have what you need.”

Natalie, as perhaps had been inevitable, finally lost the battle she’d been fighting for the past half hour. Her cock swelled up into a full erection, throbbing in her skirt as she openly stared at her teacher’s nude form and was forced to consider what parts of that gorgeous body she liked most.

Since her miniskirt was tiny, and the panties flimsy things of lace, there was no stopping her cock from popping out from those delicate confines. It at least stayed in her skirt. Though, tenting upward and bringing the fabric with it—not to mention how Robin was beneath her, looking up from her seat in the in-laid water basin—the Instructor definitely had a view of some inappropriate things. Could probably see part of the shaft itself, Natalie thought faintly, thanks to the angle.

“If you’re struggling to decide, just listen to your heart,” the Instructor said with faint amusement—making it clear that it wasn’t her heart that she meant. Her eyes flicked from Natalie’s eyes, briefly taking in the sight of her slightly exposed cock, and the extent of her bulging skirt, before going back up to rest that lazy amusement back onto Natalie’s face.

“Since I’m being asked,” Natalie said with all the composure she could manage, which was significantly less than the older woman’s. “I guess I’d say ... your breasts?” A generic answer, but damn. She really had nice tits.

“That sounds like a question,” Robin said mildly.

“Your breasts,” she said more firmly. Though really, everything about her was amazing.

Instructor Robin was obviously enjoying how flustered Natalie was. “I’m pleased to hear that, then,” she said without the slightest trace of her own embarrassment. “Any close second, or is it that definitive of a preference?”