Beads of sweat rolled down Maggie Seaver's pretty face and dripped off the tip of her nose and chin. The black headband didn't seem to help much. She still had to use the sleeve of her white Gi to wipe the sweat from her face and eyes. Her shoulder length, blonde hair was tied back in a pony tail to prevent it from being plastered against her face. She was totally exhausted from the intense work out and again wondered why she was torturing herself so.
Maggie enrolled in the combination fitness, self defense class following an incident where she was mugged and her purse stolen while she waited for a cab right outside her office building. She was not injured but terribly shaken and made to feel very vulnerable. She realized just how dangerous it was on the streets of the city and decided to make an effort to minimize her chances of being seriously hurt or killed.
Ben, the Seaver's number two son had been in Mr. Myoshi's self defense class for about six months. A couple of older students at his school had been harassing him and after discussing it with his parents he decided to enroll. The experience had done wonders for Ben. His confidence and maturity level improved drastically. He walked with a new spring in his step and took pride in everything he did.
When Ben suggested to his mother that she enroll in his class she laughed and totally dismissed the idea but when she found out that she could combine the self defense aspects with a fitness program she decided to give it a try. Now after three months she felt great. She was in great physical shape and was beginning to gain confidence in her ability to ward off would-be attackers. She felt so good about what she was doing that she converted the basement recreation room to a fitness room, complete with three large mats on the floor and several weight machines.
Maggie and Ben used their work out room whenever possible. They tried to convince the rest of the family to join them but without much luck. Jason was always too busy. Mike was usually out searching for his next girl friend, and Carol thought is was very un-lady like to sweat.
"Okay," said Mr. Myoshi in a heavy Japanese accent to the entire class, "This is last class of session. You have two weeks off. Be sure to work on your own. Don't want anyone falling back into bad habit. Remember, stay in shape. Keep mind and body working as team. See all of you in two weeks."
"Wow," said Maggie as they got into the car. "That was some work out. I'm exhausted."
"Me to," Ben said. "But just think about how good it is for you."
"I know," she said. "I guess we will have to do it on our own for the next couple of weeks. I really want to stay in shape. Maybe you can help me with some of the self defense work."
"Sure," he said. "No problem." I need the work too." Let's start tomorrow night after dinner."
"You've got it," she said.
Jason and Carol had dinner nearly ready when the two warriors arrived home. They had become very capable at self survival since Maggie started her work out program in addition to her full time job at the TV station.
"Ben," Maggie hollered from her upstairs bedroom. Throw your Gi in the laundry so I can wash it with mine."
"Okay," he replied.
Maggie untied the yellow belt which held the wrap around top of her Gi closed and slipped the sweaty white garment off. She looked at herself in the full length mirror in her white athletic bra and the long, loose fitting, white pants of her Gi. "Yes," she thought. "It is worth the effort and sweat." Her large breasts contained within the tight, sweat stained, sports bra appeared to be a little smaller than a few months ago but were firm, nicely shaped, and rode high on her chest. Her stiffening nipples made tell-tale bumps through the fabric of the tight bra.
She struggled to get the wet, sticky bra over her head and off. The loose fitting, white pants slid easily down her full hips and shapely legs. She stood in front of the mirror clad only in a black head band, a sweaty sheen and white, silk, bikini panties. Her hands cupped the underside of both full breasts and raised them upward. Her index fingers teased the small, sensitive, pink nipples. She slipped the silk panties off and inspected her exposed hips and rear. "Jason's right," she thought. "My butt probably is my best feature." Her hands moved over her full hips and firm, shapely buttocks. The few months of vigorous exercise had improved the shape and firmness of her already great rear. Her fingers combed through the narrow strip of damp, blonde hair on top of her prominent pubic mound. "Not bad," she said to herself. "Not bad at all for an old broad."
A hot shower never failed to bring Maggie back to life. She felt totally refreshed as she dried off and slipped on a pair of worn, gray, sweat pants and sweat shirt. Since it was not that long till bed time she decided to forgo underwear. "It's not like anyone can see through my sweats," she thought.
The entire family sat down for dinner together. "Gosh, this is a rare occasion," said Maggie. "We're actually all at the same table at the same time. Thank you Jason and Carol for a lovely dinner and thank you Mike and Ben for doing the dishes.
Mike and Ben looked at each other then at Maggie. "But Mom," said Mike, "I have to eat and run. I told Julie I'd pick her up at 7:00."
"Really, Mom," said Ben, "I have a ton of homework. I really don't have time."
"Sorry," said Jason, "But your mother has spoken."
"Yes," laughed Carol, "Your mother has spoken."
Mike and Ben picked up the table and cleaned the kitchen and Carol went to a movie with Bobby, her current boy friend. Jason and Maggie sat together on the couch and read the paper while watching television.
Maggie snuggled against Jason's shoulder and whispered in his ear. "I had a great work out today Jason. You know what that does to me don't you?"
"No," he said, "What does it do to you?"
"It makes me very horny."
"Noooo, really," he said.
"Really, it does." She pressed her mouth to his and flicked the tip of her pink tongue at his lips. His lips parted and her tongue slipped deeply inside his mouth. Her hand slid up his thigh and rubbed against his emerging erection. She felt his hand cup her breast and tease at her stiff nipple through the fabric of her sweat shirt. She was just about to wrap her hand around his familiar hardness when a noise came from the kitchen.
