Sex and Science in the Wilderness Pt. 01

The pilot cut the engine and let the single engine floatplane drift the last few hundred meters towards the little jetty.

The silence was quite a contrast with the noise of the radial engine a moment before.

The experienced pilot had given the plane such a residual speed and slant with the rudder that it stopped just short of, and parallel with, the jetty.

He had opened the side door and stood on the left float.

A heavily built man who was waiting on the jetty reached out his hand and clasped that of the pilot, so that they could pull the plane against the jetty.

A dog beside him was barking and wagging its tail.

"Hi there Kenneth, had a good flight?" he enquired.

"Hi Sean, yes no probs, only high clouds," the pilot answered.

After the planet was securely moored, the pilot opened the backdoor to help his passenger to step out, first onto the float and then the jetty. "Here we are Diego, hope you enjoyed the flight?"

Diego gave him a thumbs up and then shook hands with Sean.

"Pleased to meet you, my name is Diego."

"I'm Sean, the manager of this station, welcome Diego!"

Kenneth stepped back into the plane to start unloading Diego's luggage and research gear and then the boxes with groceries and other supplies that he usually delivered fortnightly. Sean took them from him, to deposit them on the jetty. Two heavy drums had to be rolled out over portable ramps that were part of the jetty equipment.

This prompt unloading was to let Kenneth take off again to be back at his base before nightfall.

Meanwhile Diego had started to inspect the lakeside surroundings. His home for the coming two months.

The dog inspected him by sniffing his legs and Diego stroked his back.

A large wooden lodge with sheds and a boat house stood at the end of the jetty and two other smaller lodges further along the side of the lake, partly hidden by foliage and trees. Both with their own little jetties.

White smoke came out of the chimney of the main lodge and there was a smell of burning wood.

Sean and he shook hands with the pilot who then climbed aboard. The silence was broken by the roar of the engine.

The plane taxied out onto the lake and took off. Soon the drone of the engine had faded, and the plane disappeared from view.

The silence on this early summer's day was deafening.

Sean said, "We'd better get the stuff inside, follow me."

After he had put his luggage and gear inside the front desk of the lodge, Diego helped Sean further carry the supplies inside and roll the drums of fuel into the shed.

I'll show you your lodge first and then we'll have a welcome drink shall we?

My wife is out in the woods looking for edible mushrooms. She will be home any time now and I will of course introduce you to her."

Diego followed him to the nearest smaller lodge, some hundred yards away, also at the edge of the lake.

Sean opened up and showed him the interior and the simple, spartan facilities.

"The water of the lake is pure and clean, so we use it straight for washing. An insulated reservoir under the lodge is kept filled up by a pump. Some of it goes into the heater in the lodge for warm water for the shower.

For drinking water, you can fill bottles from the well behind the main lodge.

But in summer we simply wash in the lake by swimming of course!" Sean added, smiling broadly, "I do until late autumn. And so does dr. Busendorfer.

I hope you are an outdoor man!"

As Diego looked puzzled, Sean said, "Oh, sorry, dr. Busendorfer is our scientist in residence. Has Kenneth not told you?"

The pilot had indeed mentioned to him briefly that a professor also stayed at the lodge for a number of months to write a book. But as they had to take off and the noise onboard of the plane made talking difficult, that was all Diego knew.

"I hope you don't mind, I have invited dr. Busendorfer to join us for a drink," Sean said, "she is better placed than I to tell you what she is doing here. But she is a very pleasant, no-nonsense woman!"

He then showed Diego the rest of the facilities of the research station, such as storage area, electricity generator and converter connected to the solar panels on the roof, a launch in the boat house, and some basic laboratory facilities. For use by visiting geology researchers.

"We have excellent communications equipment, shortwave radio and high speed internet via satellite in all three lodges.

The lodges are interconnected by telephone."

"Heating and cooking are mainly with fire wood, we have plenty as you can imagine. Just needs chopping and carrying indoors, I hope you like exercise!" Sean laughed heartily.

"But you can have your main meals with us if you like. Betty cooks every day. She just charges a small fee to cover the costs of the ingredients."

Sean led him to a fenced plot that served as vegetable garden. Diego recognized potato plants, cabbages of different varieties, runner beans, salads,...

In a small greenhouse, tomatoes and cucumbers.

"It's Betty who tends the garden," he said, "we're not completely self-supporting, but we do come a long way.

We still need some foodstuff, spices and other things, and of course booze flown in by Kenneth, each fortnight."

By the time they were back at the main lodge where Sean lived, his wife was back from her foraging excursion into the woods.

"Diego, meet Betty, my wife!"

Betty was a stout woman, like Sean in her fifties, by Diego's estimate.

She had a cheerful, blushing face, under a bunch of dishevelled blond hair.

She wore pale blue overalls with leather boots.

"Hello Diego, welcome 'far from the madding crowd', what's your first impression?"

When Diego said that he felt kind of overwhelmed by the sheer beauty of the place, she radiated.

"So, you think we made the right decision to come and live here, now what, five years ago?" She looked at her husband and put an arm around him.

"A pre-taste of paradise," Diego said.

"My kind of guy!" she laughed cheerfully, "like my Sean. But with him I could live everywhere."

She kissed her husband on the cheek.

"You two now want a drink, I suppose!"

Sean took Diego into a lounge where a fire was quietly burning in the fireplace with occasional crackling of the wood.

The dog that had followed them everywhere now lay down on the sheepskin in front of the fireplace and curled up.

"Sit down Diego, you sit where you like. I lit a fire, it's still early summer and the evenings are chilly.

It's time for the aperitif. Sean, will you call dr. Jutta, I will take out the glasses" Betty said.

"So, it's dr. Jutta Busendorfer," Diego said to himself, "nice name, what would she be like?"

He felt ashamed to have this strange prejudice that a scientist cannot also be a handsome woman.

They settled in front of the fireplace and Betty poured out whiskeys for all three.

Diego was not used to drinking strong liquor, but he decided to join his sympathetic hosts. After all, he did not need to go far to his cottage!

"Cheers, to a nice and productive stay!"

Suddenly there was a firm knocking on the front door that could be heard in the lounge where they sat.

"That's dr. Jutta, Sean laughed, "she will demolish my door one day!"

He put down his glass, he sprang up and went to the front door.

"Oh, hello Jutta," Harold heard him saying, "come in and meet our new young guest.

Leave your cardigan here, on the coat hanger."

When dr. Busendorfer entered the room Diego's heart missed a beat.

He stood up and watched her in awe. His mouth dropped involuntarily.

She noticed his confusion and she smiled amusedly.

Sean introduced her formally, "Diego, meet dr. Busendorfer, professor of physics at the university of B., Jutta, please meet Diego. He's joining us for two months to do research for his thesis in ecology."

She tended her hand to Diego and said, "pleased to meet you Diego. I'm curious to learn more about your research."

Diego noticed that she spoke with a slight German accent.

He was still so impressed that he had trouble pronouncing, "pleased to meet you professor."

She was of medium height, with a finely carved face with well pronounced traits, betraying that she was a mature woman.

When she spoke, she revealed two rows of snow white teeth

Her ash blond hair was separated in the middle and waved around her head down onto her shoulders.

Two ice blue eyes, under delicately formed eyebrows, looked inquisitively at Diego

"Call me Jutta please, 'professor' is so awfully formal, and we are in the wilderness!" she said, smiling broadly.

What threw Diego completely off balance were the other parts of her physique, as well as the way she was dressed.

Jutta had a veritable hourglass figure.

She wore a blue jeans, beautifully curved around her extraordinary broad hips and a dark blue t-shirt that was stretched to its limits by the largest bosom that Diego had ever seen. The massive breasts swayed gently when she moved.

The two straps left her broad shoulders largely naked.

Around her neck a silver coloured pendant with a medallion.

She carried a small leather handbag, that she laid at once on a side cupboard.

Jutta must have been used to admiring looks or she feigned not to notice Diego's and she simply sat down in a lounge chair.

The dog had come to welcome her, and she let the animal lick her hand.

Sean served her a whiskey.

"Cheers Betty, Sean, Diego, thanks for the invitation, much appreciated!"

Jutta spoke in a way that betrayed authority. With an unmistaken German accent, that Diego found very sexy.

"Tell me, young man, what brought you here, at the end of the world?" she said and looked Diego straight in the eye.

"She must look at her students in that way when she examinates them," he thought.

Diego then told her and his hosts that his doctorate thesis required supplementary specific research in the field and that the area around the lodge was ideally suited for that purpose. In terms of composition of the mature ecosystems and in terms of accessibility from the lodge.

Jutta for her part told him that she had always experienced that her students found quantum physics a truly daunting subject. That is why she had taken a sabbatical year to write a book in an attempt to demystify quantum physics. For that reason, she had sought and found a secluded place where she could retire for a while and leave behind the hustle and bustle of the university to utterly concentrate on her writing.

"Quantum physics, I suppose you know what that is," she asked.

Diego nodded, "yes prof... eh, Jutta."

"How old are you?"

Jutta did not mince her words, she was very direct.

"Twenty-five soon," Diego replied.

"Wow, half my age," she laughed, "at that age I wrote my thesis too."

There was something motherly in the way she now looked at Diego. He lowered his eyes.

Goowd she is so sexy, he thought. And so mature and so authoritative when she talked and moved.

So different from the immature and shallow young women he knew. Who giggled like girls when they exchanged spicy comments on the men around them..

He took every opportunity when she did not watch him, to look at her bosom.

Never before had he felt such sudden and intense arousal.

Her huge breasts bounced and swayed gently when she moved.

The contours of her nipples were clearly visible through the stretched fabric of her t-shirt.

Betty and Sean told them how they had come to the lodge. It was set up as a research facility for visiting ecology scientists and it needed a proper management. As they were planning to go and live a secluded life together the lodge was a real opportunity to realize their dream.

An hour of pleasant conversation went by, and Betty suddenly asked, "I am cooking a large stew tonight with wild mushrooms I have collected today in the forest. They're the only ones growing in early summer after a rainy period.

Any takers to join us for a meal?

Diego, you haven't had the opportunity to install yourself, so you are definitely staying with us for dinner!

What about you Jutta?"

Diego looked at Jutta expectantly.

Jutta had in the meantime noticed the impression she made on Diego.

A woman instinctively feels the interest of a male.

To be fair, she, as a fifty-year old woman, was flattered by the attentions of the handsome young male that Diego was.

"OK Betty, I'm a taker too, I am curious to taste your stew. Thanks for the invitation."

Betty now disappeared into the kitchen and Sean remained with Jutta and Diego.

He told them anecdotes from his hunting and fishing trips and described the area around the lodge in greater detail with the help of a map.

Jutta took her reading glasses out of her handbag and put them on, with a little chain in her neck.

When Diego came closer to Jutta to look at the map that Sean had spread on the floor, he smelled a scent of female freshness and of perfume. Lilies of the valley, he thought.

Diego was highly interested in the information from Sean for his research, but his attention kept being diverted to the voluptuous mature woman in their company.

With furtive glances he looked at the massive thighs in the jeans that fitted her as a glove.

And at the bosom that stretched her t-shirt to the limits.

Jutta was too alert and too intelligent not to notice his interest.

But she too felt slightly aroused by the attentions of this handsome young male. She was still very much a woman.!

As with other men, she enjoyed teasing them and firing them up by 'accidently' revealing her cleavage and other advantageous parts of her abundant physique.

She simply looked at their pants to find confirmation of the success of her seduction techniques.

It was no different now with Diego. He desperately tried to conceal his erection by wriggling and crossing his legs.

As he was above average endowed, this was impossible, and he had to helplessly undergo Jutta's scrutinizing looks.

Jutta was inwardly amused by his helpless, guilty looks, and she enjoyed arousing him further by smiling seductively.

The reading glasses accentuated her intellectual looks that contrasted in a piquant way with her sexy appearance.

The serving of the meal by Betty brought reprieve, the more so as Diego could now conceal his erection under the table. Jutta sat opposite to him though, so he still had a full view of her bosom.

Diego was very attractive himself. He was a handsome, well-built male and that had not escaped Jutta's attention.

He had been active member of the university rowing club for three years and that had given him an imposing stature.

At her university Jutta was generally considered 'very sexy' by her male students and colleagues, and she regularly experienced attempts to make passes at her.

The few lucky ones who made it into her bed told stories of 'dream nights' and 'best fuck ever' afterwards amongst other males in the pub.

This was a major reason why she had isolated herself to write her book. To escape from the horny males who besieged her and wanted to lay her.

Jutta was determined to not let herself be distracted from her self-imposed task of finishing her textbook.

By ten o'clock she excused herself and rose from the table, where Sean had served them digestifs after the meal.

"Thanks very much for your hospitality, Betty and Sean, I still have to finish a chapter of my book tonight.

Goodnight Diego, nice to have met you. We'll see each other around I guess."

Did he hear a hint of regret in her voice? He was not sure...

She tended them her hand.

Diego stood up to shake her hand. "Goodnight prof... eh Jutta," he uttered and blushed.

She smiled at him warmly.

"Handsome lad, a real hunk." she thought involuntarily.

Diego stayed a little while with Betty and Sean before he too excused himself.

Betty reminded him that he could have his main meals with them, and he happily accepted, thanking her profusely.

Sean accompanied him to the lodge where he was going to stay and reminded him of a few practical things.

After Sean had left, Diego tried out the shower. It worked!

Once in his bed he fell asleep almost at once. It had been a long day and the strong digestif had not missed its effect.

He woke up at eight a. m. by the alarm he had set on his phone.

It was quiet, except for a distant sound of a chainsaw.

His thoughts wandered off to the night before and soon lingered around the image of the mature woman he had met.

The interesting intellectual discussions he had with her but more and more he saw her impressive physique. Her fine facial features, her broad hips, her massive bosom. He heard again her deep voice with the slight German accent.

He remembered his arousal and actually felt it coming back.

Shortly before he left he had made love to Melissa, one of his girlfriends. A handsome woman of his own age, twenty-five, and sexy enough. But her young, slim body, her small, firm breasts and her highly pitched voice seemed so little exciting to him now.

Now that he had seen a real woman! A mature woman...

A firm erection of his penis reminded him that he was a real man with his sexual desires and needs and he started to masturbate. Lying naked on his bed, with the duvet thrown aside.

He knew he had a more than average libido and that manifested itself in his cravings now.

With eyes closed, he conjured up in his mind images of dr. Busendorfer rising out of the water of the lake in front of her lodge, after a swim. Her heavy breasts swaying whilst she was searching for footholds under water.

Of himself, standing at the waters' edge with the huge erection he had now.

He dreamt that when she noticed his erection, she smiled and grasped his penis. That she pulled him by his penis to her lodge. Of them arriving at a large bed where she released his penis and lay down on her back. She opened her mighty thighs and begged him to mount her.

At that moment he had his orgasm.

He let the copious ejaculation run its course. His semen spouting onto his belly.

Ten minutes later he was under the shower, somewhat relieved by his orgasm.

But at the same time feeling slightly ashamed by his lustful fantasies about the serious, respectable woman.

He dressed and went to say good morning to Betty.

Sean had gone into the wood to gather firewood. The sound of his chainsaw could be heard at the lodge.

Betty served him a simple breakfast. "From tomorrow, you make your own!" she smiled, "I'll show you this afternoon were you can collect the food for your own use from our joint warehouse."

She also gave him a lunchbox with sandwiches and a bottle of water, to carry along.

Diego then went out for a first reconnaissance of the area immediate around the lodges.

He did not see Jutta. There was smoke rising from the chimney of her lodge, showing that she was well and truly there.

Using a handheld GPS and a paper map he made a roaming roundtrip of some five miles.

The area was covered in woodland. Stretches of coniferous trees alternating with plots of deciduous trees, beech, oak, birch, chestnut...

Small streams ran through little valleys through slate river beds towards the main lake.

Here and there he founds little ponds in depressions of the terrain. He knew that these often contained interesting micro climates and flora and fauna and he started to make notes on their locations and dimensions.

His activities allowed him to ban the thoughts of sex temporarily from his mind.

When he arrived back at his lodge, he put his gear aside, undressed and put on his swimsuit.

Then he stepped out onto the small jetty in front of his lodge he scanned the surface of the lake.

His view was immediately drawn towards a large 'V' of slowly expanding ripples, and at the top edge a face above the water surface.

"It must be her," flashed through his mind and he screwed up his eyes to watch through the reflections of the sun on the water.

It was indeed Jutta, who quietly and leisurely swam away from the shore in front of her lodge! He recognized her ash blond hair.

After an initial hesitation he decided to try and draw her attention. But how? Both shouting and whistling seemed quite out of the question with such a respectable woman.

So, he descended from the jetty into the water. After an initial shock it felt quite pleasant, and he swam in the direction of the woman.

Diego was surprised that she had not seen him stepping out on the jetty, but he imagined that she was perhaps deep in thought.

He did not want to startle her, so he changed from quiet breaststroke to a noisier crawl, which happened to be his speciality in swimming.

When he was some 25 meters away from her, Jutta suddenly heard his splashes.

She remained still in the water and looked around.

In seconds he was besides her.

When she recognized Diego, her face broke into a smile.

"Oh, hello Diego, enjoying the water? It's still fresh in early summer, but once you're in it is ok."

The water was semi-transparent and just below the water level, in a flash, he saw two large breasts undulating with her treading the water!

Out of respect he kept his eyes directed at her face during the ensuing conversation.

When she was however momentarily distracted by a passing bird she looked away. Diego then had a few seconds to watch again directly in front of her.

The huge breasts were pear shaped, and he could see the large areolas.

That meant that she was not wearing a bikini, but that she was naked!

Sean had already told him that Betty and he at the lodge and visitors usually swam naked in the lake.

"The Swedish way", he said, "there it's completely accepted, so why not here? Nobody around to shock!"

Diego just in time raised his looks to face Jutta, before she turned her face back.

He told her about his first exploration of the area and that he had found some promising pools that he was going to investigate further.

Jutta asked him what particular features interested him and when he told her she said, "On one of my own walks I came upon just such a pond, in a clearing in the woods, south-west from here. When I have time, one of these days, I will show it to you if you want."

"Now I have to make my way back, I have a difficult chapter to finish tonight. That's why I did not hear you coming, I was so deeply in thought. Enjoy your swim and take care!"

She turned around resolutely and started to swim towards her lodge.

Diego followed her with his eyes and then slowly swam back to his own lodge.

Jutta had a large towel waiting for her, so she could cover herself with it as soon as she had climbed onto the jetty.

So, no view of her naked body for Diego...

"Damned!," he thought and smiled about his own immature horniness.

But Jutta's mature female presence, albeit in the water, had again made a further great impression on the virile young man.

That night he had to masturbate again, dreaming of her, imagining her being in his bed and available to him.

During the next two weeks, Diego got into a routine, whereby he went out during the day to conduct his research.

He usually took along a lunchbox so that he could stay in the field all day.

When he arrived at his lodge at the end of a day, he went out for a swim before joining Betty and Sean for the evening meal.

Jutta was not there. She could of course go for a swim at any time of the day.

Little did he know that she observed him with binoculars through a window when he was about to enter the lake.

She marvelled at the sight of his young, muscular body.

In fact, she became more and more aroused. Her abstention from sex with men began to take its toll.

She had brought a collection of dildoes and vibrators, but she obtained less and less satisfaction from her daily masturbation.

Being a real woman, she also considered masturbation to be a poor substitute for 'the real thing', a real man between her thighs.

She hated to admit it, but she needed a man.

She needed one badly...

And wonder of wonders... there was a real man around, a hunk! A younger man much her junior, as she preferred.

But she had a book to finish though.

That was a painful priority for the moment.

But apart from that, she had a reputation to lose, she as a respected scientist and university professor! Some gossip in her university town already referred to her as a 'cougar'.

Jutta was a fiercely independent woman though and after she lost her husband, her great love, and her young son, their only child, fifteen years ago in an accident, she decided to go on and live as she pleased.

Including sleeping with the men she fancied.

She was respected enough in her professional life to be able to afford ignoring all envy and slander in her private life.

(To be continued)