This is the second of twelve chapters. To really understand it, you should read the first chapter before reading this one. Once again, I want to thank my editor Terry for his valuable help! I hope you enjoy the story.
Over the next week, Don kept waiting for Bridget to bring the idea of being with a woman up again. But she didn't. She also turned down watching any more of the lesbian movies. Every time he thought about saying something, she seemed to know and gave him a look that forestalled him. He finally decided that he needed to just wait for when she was ready. He just hoped she wasn't going to ignore it.
Far from ignoring it, Bridget found herself thinking more and more about the idea. Even when she was working out at the gym like she was now, she found it hard to not think about it. She was still nervous about how it would affect their relationship. At the same time, there was something seductive about the thought of being with another woman again. It would actually be the first time with another woman. The only other time had been with another high school girl, neither one of them experienced. Certainly this time she would be with someone experienced, Bridget thought.
"This time," she wondered. Had she made up her mind that there would be a "this time?" For a moment she faltered as she ran on the treadmill. Then she picked back up the pace. She still wasn't sure, but she had to acknowledge that she was at least now open to the possibility. Somehow that seemed to ease a little of the pressure. She increased the treadmill speed and began to lengthen her stride while her mind drifted into focusing just on her legs and arms moving backwards and forwards. She was pushing herself hard but it felt good. It was a Saturday morning and she decided to run an extra couple of miles more than normal.
When she finished, Bridget went over to the mats so that she could do her cooling down stretches. As she was seated and stretching out one leg, she looked around the gym. For Bridget, it felt like she had a new set of eyes. As a gym there were all types of people there; older and younger, people trying to get back into shape, others keeping fit, and of course the body builders. Bridget hadn't paid too much attention to people before. If there was someone extremely attractive, male or female, she wasn't blind. She had admired them but without any particular sexual aspect.
Today was different. She barely noticed the men but she saw the other women in a new light. There were ones that didn't hold any interest for her and others that she found very alluring. When she was caught looking by a pretty young woman lifting weights, Bridget blushed a deep red and tried to just focus on her stretches.
"This is awkward," she thought. It had been a long time since she was single and she had never been a player. "Besides," she reminded herself angrily, "I'm not looking to pick someone up!" Even if she agreed to do this, Bridget had no clue about how to actually do it. And she felt completely unwilling to talk to Don about that question. If she did this, it would have to be in a way that was comfortable to her.
Getting up, Bridget headed into the locker room to shower and change. As she stripped off her damp workout clothes, she noticed one of the trainers doing the same. Sian was a long-time trainer at the club. In fact she had taken Bridget around and showed her the equipment on her first day. It was the club's way of introducing trainers in the hopes of getting new members to sign up for them. Despite Bridget not having any interest, Sian had been very helpful; and when Bridget was first getting started Sian had gone out of her way to make sure that things were working out well. Bridget felt like they were friendly but didn't really know each other.
With her new eyes, Bridget stealthily checked Sian out. She was older than Bridget by around ten years, but she was in much better shape. It wasn't that Bridget was out of shape. It was just that Sian was in extremely good shape. She wasn't a body builder though. She was just very athletic. From the few conversations they had since Bridget joined, she knew that Sian ran competitively, kayaked, played softball and skied. Bridget wasn't sure but she thought that Sian probably did a few sports more than that.
Sian was maybe half a foot taller than Bridget and less rounded. Bridget caught a brief glimpse of Sian's breasts as she wrapped a towel around her. She was small breasted but they were a very nice shape and they went very nicely with Sian's lean body. As Sian stretched to reach something in the top of her locker, her muscles tightened up and were very visible. Bridget admired her for a moment but quickly looked down as Sian turned to walk towards the showers. Bridget had always thought that Sian was pretty. She wore her black hair in a short pixy cut and she had dark eyes. When Sian talked to her, Bridget had always found that Sian's dark eyes made her nervous. She could never put her finger on why.
It was always clear that Sian wasn't a girly girl. She was the only trainer that Bridget had seen who had a nose ring. It wasn't big but the circular loop through a nostril was noticeable. But today was the first time that Bridget noticed that she had a tattoo. Those weren't unusual, but this one was high on Sian's upper arm so it was normally covered by the workout shirt all the trainers wore. As Sian walked by, Bridget saw that it was a stylized open door with the shadow of a woman projecting through it.
That made sense to Bridget. Sian was also the only gay trainer that Bridget thought worked there. On more than one occasion, Bridget had seen Sian's girlfriend at the gym working out. They didn't really interact at the gym but Sian would always see her out and had no problem with a loving kiss goodbye. It didn't seem to bother anyone and if someone did actually complain, the club would have told them to shut up. Sian was their most popular female trainer. Unfortunately for Sian, something had happened and she broke up with her girlfriend a few months ago. Even not knowing her well, Bridget saw that it had hit Sian hard.
It surprised Bridget when she realized that she could imagine being with Sian. She had never thought of her that way before. Beyond that, she was nothing like Bridget's high school girl friend. Somehow Bridget had thought that she would be most interested in someone who reminded her of Ashlyn. But Bridget found Sian's maturity to be more enticing. Sian knew who she was and was happy with it, that much was clear. Bridget wasn't sure that someone more her own age would have that confidence. She also knew enough about Sian to know that she liked her in a friendly way. She wasn't starting from scratch.
Getting into the shower stall and closing the curtain gave Bridget a tiny feeling of privacy. She knew it wasn't complete but at least someone would have to work at it to see her. As she soaped up, she thought about Sian. She had seen more of her today than any time before. Sian's body was just what she expected. Bridget admitted that she found Sian's body exciting. It wasn't like the porn stars she had been watching, even the more realistic ones. She had a real body, just like Sian was a real person. But she took extremely good care of herself and Bridget appreciated it. She felt her nipples hardening as she washed them. Reaching out to the curtain, Bridget adjusted it a little further closed. She slid her fingers around and over her nipples, pressing them from one side to the other. It felt very nice and she could feel her excitement increase. She really wanted to play with her pussy but she was too nervous about doing it at the gym. "Right now," she thought, "it just looks like I am washing. And if I touch myself, I will never stay quiet." Sighing she raised her hands up to the shower head to rinse them off and let the water sweep over her. It didn't take long before she was heading back to her locker with a towel around her body and another around her hair.
She looked over at Sian's locker and saw that she was there, getting dressed. Bridget wasn't quite as far along and tried to hurry so that they would leave at almost the same time. She was still uncertain if she really wanted to do this but nevertheless she wanted to see if she couldn't get to know Sian better. This was a good chance to do that. Even though she tried, Sian finished up ahead of her and left the locker room. Bridget was still fixing her hair, putting it up in the pretty chignon style she favored. She wanted to just go, but at the same time she wanted to look nice. Finally she was ready and she hurried out of the locker room. Bridget was sure that she had missed Sian.
As it turned out, Sian was still talking at the front desk and was actually just saying goodbye when Bridget approached. Smiling at her, Sian came over to say hi. They hadn't talked in a while and Sian seemed pleased to see her. Bridget felt butterflies in her stomach.
"Hey Bridge, how are you doing?" Sian asked, using the same nickname as always. She wasn't the only person who did, but was one of the few that Bridget enjoyed her using it. Most of the time she tried to get everyone to use her full name. She never once asked Sian to do that.
"Hi Sian! I'm doing pretty well. Got in a great workout this morning!" Bridget smiled back at her.
"I'm glad that not everyone has your discipline! I would be out of a job if they did. But good for you. You are looking great," Sian said as she looked Bridget up and down. It wasn't in a sexual way, but it made Bridget blush.
