by Jean Lambert
An alarm went off at 6:00 am. I had been sound asleep and felt bewildered as I woke. Penny shifted her naked body from atop my bare chest and grabbed her phone to shut it off. We had slept naked together after our sex the night before.
"Sorry, I have to go," she said. This was good news to me, though unexpected. I recalled the events of Saturday night, and knowing Penny, I was convinced that she would want to spend all of Sunday together. I didn't work weekends, so I had no excuse to blow her off. However, it seemed as if I wouldn't need one, "I have to work," she continued.
"Oh?" I said trying not too sound too happy.
"Yes. I work the weekend shift now. But I would rather make love with you all day." She smiled at me through her mop of black hair that was tangled from sleep. "But maybe you can pick me up from work? My mom needs my car today."
"I don't know, Penny."
"Come on. I will make it worth your while." She gave me a provocative smile and shook her chest. She did look hot with those big jugs wobbling a foot from my face, but I had to put a stop to this before she thought we were getting back together.
"Not today. I have reports to work on for Monday." That was a lie. She pouted and then got out of bed. When she bent over to gather her thong and dress, I got a nice view of that big round ass. I felt my cock starting to grow again. I hated the urges that I felt. I wanted to just grab Penny and give her a quick fuck before she had to leave. This was the hell of Penny Blake. She wasn't particularly adventurous in bed, but she loved sex. Her voluptuous body and her sexual enthusiasm drove me wild. Unfortunately, she was crazy. She would be all sweet now that she thought we were getting back together, but give it a week or two and the insane Penny would rear her head.
By the time Penny left it was around 6:30 am. I went back to bed, but despite the fact I slept for only about two hours, I couldn't fall back asleep. By 6:45 am I decided to get up and go to the gym. I rarely worked out that early, but I was pretty certain I would not see Lisa and Lars there. They were night shift people.
During the week, the gym could get crowded even at 7:00 am, but since it was Sunday, only about twenty people were there when I arrived. I was glad to see that neither Lisa nor Lars were among them. It was back day for me, and I started with some lat pull downs. By my third set, I spotted one of my favorite women to gaze at while I was lifting. I called her "Miss Hottie." She was short like Lisa, but that is where the comparison ended. Miss Hottie was thin, slightly toned, but not muscular at all. She was Asian, maybe in her late 20s, with black hair down to her shoulders. Miss Hottie was maybe 100 lbs., and her small breasts were probably a B cup. She usually split her time between the exercise bike and machine weights.
She sat down at the inner thigh machine next to me and started working her legs. She never looked at me, but when I changed the weight on my pull down machine, it gave me the excuse to look over and check her out. That morning she wore a pair light olive colored, skin tight leggings and a sports top. I was glad to see her midriff showing from her belly button to under her breasts. Her flat stomach always turned me on, and I thought about licking her belly button and then down to her pussy. I felt myself growing, but no one could see from my seated position.
Miss Hottie finished with the thigh machine after only three sets, and then headed for the other end of the gym. I turned and watched her. She had a great body from any angle, but it was her little ass that had my attention as she walked away. She never noticed me during her workouts as she seemed to be all business in the gym.
By the time I finished with the lat machine, I was no longer aroused. Seated rows were next, but I never go the opportunity to use the machine. My phone started buzzing in my pocket. I pulled it out, and damn if it wasn't Penny calling me. I let it ring, but as soon as it stopped she called back. I knew how this would go. She wouldn't stop until I answered.
I moved to one side of the gym and picked up her third call. "Penny, I'm at the gym," I said before she could start talking.
"I left my purse at your apartment," she responded. Damn. Did she do that on purpose? "I really need it," she continued. "Can you drop it at my mother's house? I will stop there on my morning break. Please, please please." Her possessiveness had begun again already. Sometimes, having a cock and balls was very inconvenient.
"OK," I said. At least I could drop off her purse and get out of her mother's house before Penny showed up.
Once home from the gym, I found Penny's purse on my living room floor. I grabbed it and drove to Mrs. Blake's house. I pulled in the driveway next to Penny's car, and remembered that she said she had to leave it for her mother. I was not sure how Penny was going to get to the house on her break, but I really didn't care. I was going to just drop of the purse and get out of there.
I rang the doorbell, and Mrs. Blake answered. She had obviously just gotten up as she was still in her house robe. Mrs. Blake looked like Penny, just older and with gray hair. They had the same body shape and facial features, so it was clear what Penny would look like in twenty five years.
