Meet Oliver!

Vital Stats

Eyes: Blue
Hair: Dark Brown
Height: 5' 11"
Weight: 185
DOB: 9/16/81
Place of Birth: Seattle, WA

General Background:
I was born and raised in Seattle, the eldest of 4 kids in a middle class family.  My father worked his entire career on the production line at Boing and my mom is a middle school teacher.  I got involved in athletics and sports by the time I was in 5th grade and spent a great deal of my high school and college years playing football, baseball and hockey.  In my second year of college (major: sports management) I got accepted as an intern for an "extreme sports trainer" program that was being offered by a local gym and my career as a fitness trainer and personal sports coach was launched! Since that time, I've developed a pretty large client base of everything from competitive athletes to "weekend warriors" that want to push their physical boundaries.

What I Look For In A Woman:

Probably the most important thing I look for in a woman is a sense of adventure. As I'm not really a "dinner and a movie" kind of date, the women I go out with tend to enjoy more "lively" outings. Like sky diving, hang gliding and a bit of scuba during the 2 months a year it is warm enough around here to actually go in the water around here!




Hobbies:

Aside from competitive sports, my passion over the past years has been sky diving. I had tried it a few times when I was in college and the bug really bit me for the sheer excitement of this sport!  So much so, it lead me to get my pilots license so I could be able to rent planes for the day and take my friends up rather than pay the hefty fee of a jump service.  These days, I generally go up a couple of times per month in a somewhat beat up but reliable Cessna that I borrow from a friend in exchange for personal training sessions.

It was a brilliant, blue-sky day last summer when Sarah and I boarded the plane with another couple (Ted is also a pilot) to go and do some tandem jumping.  Sarah seemed nervous as a cat, but i assured her that we would be jumping together and I would be holding on to her all the way down until we popped our chutes.  Once we got to the jump spot, I gave her a nice kiss, told her to take a deep breath and hang on tight to my hands for the jump.  And jump we finally did!  Once in the air, Sarah literally climbed into an embrace with me and, here's where it got interesting, unzipped my jump suit in front, reached in and grabbed my cock.  I looked into her face and she had a big grin and her eyes had a mischievous twinkle. So, as we soared through the air, her slender fingers fondled my balls and head of my cock until I had a raging hard on! But, she suddenly just STOPPED, pulled her hand out and pointed down to the ground.  We were now at the height to pull our cords and pop chutes!  And then SHE pulled my parachute rip cord for me, and then hers, blowing me a kiss as she floated above me for the rest of the trip down.

We landed right next to each other and she crawled over on top of me, laughing ysterically  Breathless, I said "What was THAT all about, Sarah????" With that same devilish smile she said, "Silly Oliver! My dad is a sky dive instructor and I've been jumping since I was a kid. I was wondering how long I could keep that innocent act up!"  And then, without missing a beat, she peeled off my jump suit and hers and mounted me on top of my parachute in the middle of a alfalfa field in the glorious summer sunshine (as a somewhat amused-looking farmer on a tractor passed by on the nearby road).