Tuesday, March 31, 2009
I went back to the gym last night.
Clearly, the chances of seeing someone again at a gym the very next time that you go, are pretty slim. This didn't stop me from hoping that Todd would be there, and didn't stop me from being disappointed that he wasn't there. Sure, there are quite a few cute guys at the gym but I really have been yearning to feel Todd's cock inside me...
I decided to take one of the exercise bikes at the front of the main room this time. They are directly in front of a bank of mirrors, so I can workout while keeping a subtle eye on the action behind me. I can scope out the cute girls on the elliptical machines, I can peer across to see the muscle heads lifting weights to my right, and, of course, dart my gaze back to the entrance and the big double doors that I hoped would swing open to reveal Todd.
Alas, last night was not the night. Maybe Todd only goes at the weekends?
I rode the bike for 45 minutes, feeling happier with myself than I had on Saturday. I must be honest, I don't exactly 'enjoy' exercising on machines, but I did feel accomplished and started to consider which fast food to get on my way home as a treat. God I'm naughty, but hey... A girl has to pleasure herself somehow, right?
After I was done with my workout, I took off to the locker room and the showers.
The shower area at my gym is a little strange. Rather than a school style, large area with shower heads, there are individual shower blocks, all facing one another in a big square. They do have privacy curtains, but they are so flimsy and don't come close to concealing the whole stall. Most girls try to close them, and then just don't bother with them. So as I stroll to my stall, I catch tantalizing glimpses of wet flesh... I have to tell you... For someone who is just waking up to bisexual feelings, it's quite a wonderful sight.
Last night I almost lost control - watching as the girl opposite from me showered. She's a little older than me, I'd say 35 perhaps? She has shoulder length brown hair, a slim waist, and gorgeous breasts. I've literally never seen breasts so beautiful - pale and perfect with delectable rosy nipples. I had to stop myself from staring... openly gawking at the naked chick across the shower room is a big gym no-no! But I kept sneaking little peeks when I thought she wasn't looking. Watching the water cascade down her body, running in little rivulets down her breasts I found myself fantasizing about licking the droplets of water from her nipples and sliding my hands down her amazingly soft skin...
I was so wet last night, watching this girl as she showered. When I ran my fingers across my body, a thinly veiled excuse for cleaning, my entire body responded to my touch. I was totally lost in the moment, allowing myself to flick at my clit when I momentarily turned my back on the room and this girl. When I turned back (still quivering a little) I swear that she was looking at me, she quickly averted her gaze as I looked up at her. Was she watching me too? Did she know what I was doing? Did she know what I was thinking?? Hopefully, she thought the flush spreading from my face to the tops of my tits was the heat of the shower and not a combination of embarrassment and post-wank glow :)
Either way, one thing I'm now sure of... There more reason than Todd to go back to the gym.




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