I have a story for you guys.
At 29 Sarah was a mature student,and when she was not at lectures or studying to keep her figure in trim she would hit the gym. The place she used was small but well equipped club that is frequented by some great looking blokes an some stunning girls..
Sarah had been a member for two years and was proud of the results of all her hard work... used to hiding her body, now she would wear a revealing bra top and close fitting jogging bottoms.
Today Sarah was working out and had nearly finished her hour. Just as she was about to stop and take a shower when this stunning woman came in. She must have been a few years older than Sarah but her body was at the peak of fitness. She wore a small fitness bra and shorts with a baggy string vest top.
The woman set off on the running machine nearby, pounding the tread with strong purposeful strides. The muscles in her legs flexed and shuddered with each stride, her small tight breasts slighty swayed with the motion. Sarah lay on the chest press mesmerised, she didn't want to leave her vantage point.
A couple of guys were in, but not as close. Sarah licked her dry lips and moved the weights, sweat building on her forehead as she took in every detail of the running woman. Just as she thought her arms would give way, she moved to the rowing machine. Sarah sat down at the machine next to her, watching her body slide back and forth.
She imagined her naked and felt the hot tingling sensation of her clitoris throbbing. So moving onto the rowing machine next to her Sarah matched her speed, upping the tempo. Shortly after she increased her speed, puffing with new exertion. Sarah, in turn, quickened the pace. Looking to her side, she saw her quickly look over and smile, then upped the pace again.
At this point Sarah's body was pushing its limits, and reluctantly Sarah slowed to cool down. The woman turned, smiling broadly, and thanked her for the competition, but warned, "Next time don't take on a competitive rower."
Sarah laughed and declared herself beaten. So then, she thought, what the heck? Panting Sarah said "Do you want to get the dying competitor a last drink?".
"Sure, it’s the least I can do. the woman replied Let me change and we can meet in the bar."
Sarah showered down still feeling turned on by the whole experience had made her as horny as hell Sarah quickly dried, stowed her gear in her sports bag and went out front to the bar.
She saw her out the front looking anxious and worried. Sarah asked her what was up and she explained that she'd forgotten her towel and wash stuff. Sarah bought her a juice and they talked a bit. She introduced herself as Petra saying she was reasonably new to the area and was checking out the local facilities. They hit it off well and then she asked if Sarah if she lived close by; she was meeting friends later and didn't want to turn up sweaty and unwashed. Sarah replied she her flat was only round the corner and offered Petra the use of her bathroom. To Sarah's amazement, Petra jumped at the idea and and they set off.