Hi, it's Mega.
For those who are interested, I was born in Southern India and happily living there with my husband and three children. When my Uncle died suddenly, I discovered I had inherited a lot of money. We got Sarvesh to help invest some and put some more with his business making me a shareholder.
Then so since we had missed on the trip going to New Zealand we decided to take a trip there. The outcome of this was we like that country and decided to move there. We sold our business in India and established a similar one in Riverhead a location near to our friends in Auckland.
After we moved to Auckland, there was a period of about six weeks while we waited before we could move to our new property. During that time we lived with our friends Peter and Jenny with their two twin daughters. (6 years old). This story will take place during that period.
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When I arrived in New Zealand, I found the food was very rich with too much meat for my liking. I weighed myself one morning and discovered I was putting on weight! I'd gained so much in only a few weeks and I also noticed some of my clothes were getting tight. I was shocked!
Later that day I asked Jenny. She is always so slim and small, I thought she would know. She said there were two things I could do, either cut my food intake and go on some kind of controlled diet or I could exercise more to increase my energy consumption and even go to a gym. Then she added that a bit of both would be the best strategy. That was what I made my mind to do. I would cut down my food and watch what I ate and then to do the exercise I would find out about a gym.
I'd never been to a gym before, not entirely sure what it was. Jenny told me our friend Steve owned a gym as one of his businesses. She offered to talk with him. I don't know why it worked out like that. I could have talked with him myself, but she offered, and I said OK.
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That night Steve rang me back, saying he had been talking to Jenny. We had a nice conversation about his gym.
He asked me, "What do you know about a gym?"
I was telling, "I am shameful as I know absolutely nothing."
"Ahhh," he goes. Then he asked me, "Now what do you want to achieve?
I didn't know what to say so all I said was, "I want to lose weight I've been putting on." What more was there to say?
This was obviously not the right answer because he said "That's OK. We'll talk about it later."
I've come to learn often when Europeans say 'it's OK' they really mean it's not Ok but are just being too polite to say so.
It seems he doesn't go there every day as he has employed a manager now, but he offered to meet me and show me around. If I was still interested I could do an assessment at the same time. He also said he would give me a free two weeks trial period and a good discount rate after that.
Then the conversation returned to what I wanted to get out of the gym.
Again I said, "I just want to lose weight."
He asked me, "Where have you put it on?"
It was mainly my breasts, thighs and bum but I wasn't telling him that!
"Oh, just some parts are showing it," I said.
"OK then, I get it," he said with a laugh. "You want to tone up your breasts and take some off your butt."
That surprised me, him saying that but I saw the funny side of it too."
"You are very forward," I told him.
"Why?"
"Talking about my naughty bits like that."
"Well, I've got to. Obviously you weren't going too," he replied. "That's where all you girls want to make changes, isn't it?"
He was right there too. But I found it just a tiny bit naughty he had mentioned them while being on the telephone. But of course, I keep forgetting, New Zealand phones are more private than those in India.
We ended that call with us arranging a time to meet at his gym. Then I could see what it was all about, maybe do a trial and start a subscription.
As I hung up the phone, I smiled to myself, thinking 'and talk about my breasts and butt again too.' I don't know why but that kind of amused me a bit too.
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He also told me to bring some clothes to work-out in too so before my appointment I asked Jenny about this gym. I wanted to know what I was getting myself into. She was informing me of some information about it. One question I really needed to ask was what I should wear. I had no idea of that one but didn't want to appear out of place. It would be bad enough me being Indian with being dressed funny too.
"Lizamoa wears shorts and a t-shirt," Jenny explained. "But Shanti and I wear a type of leotard."
Then she was grinning as she added, "It's a bit sexier."
That sort of attracted me. I liked the idea of a 'bit sexy' and wanted to see one. We went up to their bedroom, she opened a draw and dumped some out on the bed.
They were kind of like a one-piece swimsuit. Fairly full at the top but very cut away down below around the bottom. It was cut high on the hips, coming down to a strip over the front with almost nothing much at the back. They all seemed to be about the same, only different colours. She explained that these were of a more modern design, being sexier than the traditional leotards.
I was surprised that was all she would wear. I thought exercising like that would be very revealing. And things could easily slip out on show. When I said so, she laughed and showed me some tight pants, like shorts but skin-tight, that covered from the waist to partway down the thigh. I could see now that the wearer would be covered but at the same time still looking sexy.
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"Do you want one?" she asked.
I was interested, particularly now I could wear those tight pants underneath.
"Can I try one on?"
"Sure. Which do you want?"
I like pink so my selection was a light pink one. She pulled out a grey pair of pants to match it as grey and pink contrast but go matching together. I started taking off my clothes to try it on. Soon I was down to my bra and panties. I reached for the pants.
"No," she said. "You need to take those off too."
I looked at her in surprise.
She explained, "They will show if you leave them on."
OK then, so off came my bra and panties too. I was a bit surprised but made my mind to try so soon I was standing in front of her naked. Then I stepped into the grey pants, pulling them up so the material pulled against me, tightly hugging to my pussy. It was almost skin-tight, so tight you could see the shape of my pussy lips. Then I stepped into the leotard, pulling it up over my body until the straps reached over my shoulder. It also tightly hugged to my body but the two levels of material smoothed over my pussy.
I looked at myself in the mirror. I liked it. Through I was looking good in it, a bit sexy too until I saw my breasts. My nipples were appearing like they were almost sticking through the thin fabric, boldly standing out. My hands reached up to cover them. I don't know why I did that, just reaction since just before I'd been naked in front of her.
She saw it too. "We'll have to do something about those," she said with a laugh.
Jenny pulled out another garment and handed it to me. "Here, put this on underneath. It is a sort of sports bra," she said.
It was made of the same tight grey material as the pants I was wearing. It was sort of shaped like a sari blouse but all in one piece with no buttons on the front. It was designed to be just pulled on over your head. She told me it could even be used just with shorts too.
I peeled down the leotard and soon had it pulled on, adjusted and fitting it properly over my breasts.
"That will flatten those big Indian nipples," she laughed. "And also give you some support too."
