Tia has just turned 18. You could say she is in her late teens just by looking at her. Tall, and slim, she had a full ass and big round titties, bouncing around as she was hopping here and there all the time. Her resolution for 18th year was to learn guitar and swimming. Both were difficult, they didn't have a swimming pool in their house, or a public one in proximity, not a guitar. Her dad had promised to buy her a guitar though, but there was apparently no solution to the swimming pool problem. She had asked everyone she knew, and her mum, Mrs Desai, suggested, she should ask Mr. Gupte, her colleague, who lived over the next block. Mr. Gupte was in for tea at their place, when Tua raised the question, and voila, he had the most perfect solution! Not did he only have a swimming pool in his backyard, but in his youth, he had been an instructor as well. He would be training her for free, just that, as he said it, "I am a strict instructor, and I expect absolute obedience. Anything falls short, and it is over." He probably might have read the desperation in Tia's eyes before saying that. Tia was more than eager.

Tia got a pretty sap green swimming costume, that complemented her alabaster skin. She reached Gupte Lodge right on time. Mr Gupte was in swimming trunks, a towel around his shoulders, ready for the class. They went over to the pool, which had a high fence around it, ensuring privacy, she took off her summer dress and sat on a chair on the pool side. Gupte put a bottle of oil in front of her. "The chlorine in water may irritate your skin. Rub the oil allover." Tia obediently massaged some oil over her exposed hands and legs. Gupte looked straight at her, and as she finished, he said, "allover. You didn't massage your face, neck, back, chest, and abdomen. Listen carefully, and don't be shy, I am your instructor here." Tia was blushing as she slid her hand inside her costume and massaged oil on her titties, and stomach, under his watchful eyes.