Chapter 2: Building Tension
The class continued, with Sarah still struggling to focus on her technique as she navigated the water while nude. She could feel the weight of her classmates' eyes on her, their curiosity and judgement palpable. She tried to ignore them, but it was getting difficult when she was already feeling so vulnerable.
Sarah had never been a strong swimmer, and her performance today was especially poor. Mrs. Thompson had noticed her struggles and called her out of the pool.
"Sarah, come with me," she said, her tone stern. Sarah reluctantly followed her to the side of the pool, where she stood in front of her classmates, shivering and red-faced.
"I want you to explain to the class why you're having such difficulty swimming today," Mrs. Thompson said, her eyes narrowed in a way that made Sarah feel like she was being scrutinized under a microscope.
"I don't know, Mrs. Thompson," Sarah stammered, her voice shaking. "I've just been feeling a little off today, I guess."
Mrs. Thompson raised an eyebrow, clearly not satisfied with Sarah's answer.
"Is that so?" she asked, her tone dripping with skepticism. "Then why is it that just a moment ago, you seemed much less embarrassed?"
Sarah's eyes widened in surprise, her heart skipping a beat. She hadn't realized that she had been less embarrassed, but now that Mrs. Thompson mentioned it, she did feel a bit more comfortable. But how could that be? She was still naked in front of her entire class!
Mrs. Thompson must have noticed Sarah's confusion, because she elaborated. "You see, Sarah, when you're aroused, your body releases certain hormones that can help reduce your anxiety and embarrassment. And from where I was standing, it looked like you were experiencing quite a bit of arousal."
Sarah's face burned with shame as she realized that Mrs. Thompson was right.
Sarah felt a strange sensation between her legs, a sensation that she knew all too well. She quickly averted her gaze, her face darkening with embarrassment. She tried to refocus her attention on Mrs. Thompson, but her mind kept wandering.
She couldn't shake off the embarrassment of what Mrs. Thompson had said. She had been horny in front of the class, and even though she knew it was true, she couldn't believe that Mrs. Thompson would bring it up.
Sarah's face burned with shame as she realized that Mrs. Thompson must have noticed her arousal during the swimming lesson. She couldn't understand how she could have been so oblivious to her own body's reactions. She had always thought of herself as a confident and self-assured person, but now she felt like a fool.
As she stood there, shivering in front of her classmates, Sarah couldn't help but wonder what they were thinking. Did they notice her arousal too? Was she the laughing stock of the class? She couldn't bear the thought of being the subject of gossip and ridicule.
But as she stood there, shivering in front of her classmates, Sarah couldn't shake off the strange sensation between her legs. She had never experienced anything like it before, and she didn't know what to make of it.
"Sarah," Mrs. Thompson said, breaking the awkward silence. "I noticed something else about you. Your nipples are hard."
Sarah's eyes widened in shock, her face burning with embarrassment. She couldn't believe that Mrs. Thompson would bring up something so personal. But as she looked down at her body, she saw that Mrs. Thompson was right. Her nipples were indeed hard and erect.
"It's nothing," Sarah stammered, trying to play it off as if it was no big deal. But inside, she felt a rush of embarrassment and confusion. What was happening to her body?
Mrs.
Thompson looked at her, a slight smirk playing on her lips. "It's completely normal, Sarah.
Your body is just responding to the stimulation of being in the water and the excitement of being nude in front of others."
Sarah felt a blush creeping up her cheeks. She couldn't believe she was having this conversation with her swim teacher. But at the same time, she couldn't deny the feelings that were coursing through her body.
She felt a strange mix of embarrassment and excitement as she stood there, exposed in front of her classmates. She knew she should be feeling humiliated, but she couldn't deny the thrill that was coursing through her veins.
"Ok, swimming nude in front of a bunch of people makes me a little turned on," Sarah finally said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Are you happy now?"
Sarah shot back, feeling her face heat up in embarrassment. Mrs. Thompson just smiled at her and said, "I can help you with that, Sarah. I have a solution that will help you focus on your swimming instead of your arousal."
Sarah's eyes widened in surprise as Mrs. Thompson continued, "I suggest you take care of your needs before our next swimming lesson. It will help you clear your mind and focus on your technique. As for right now, well you’re gonna have to figure something out.”
Sarah couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was her swim teacher really suggesting that she masturbate? She felt a mix of embarrassment and curiosity wash over her. Could it really help her focus on her swimming?
Mrs. Thompson shrugged. "In the world of swimming, it's called 'sexual tension relief.' It's common practice among competitive swimmers to relieve sexual tension before competition.
Now, Sarah, I have a question for you. How often do you masturbate and when was the last time you did it?"
Sarah's face turned bright red, as all eyes in the class turned to her. She couldn't believe her swim teacher was asking her such a personal question in front of everyone. She stammered, trying to find the right words to answer.
"I...I don't know, I guess a couple of times a month?” Sarah felt humiliated answering “last time I did it was…… a week ago I guess….. did you need to know that?” Sarah asked, feeling her face heat up even more.
Mrs. Thompson looked at her with a knowing smile. "I'm suggesting that you take care of yourself, Sarah. It's been too long since you've had a release, and it's affecting your performance in the pool. I suggest you do it now, so you can focus on your swimming."
Sarah's face burned with embarrassment as she realized that Mrs. Thompson was right. She had been so caught up in her own embarrassment and shame that she hadn't even considered the possibility that her arousal was affecting her swimming.