This is the fourth story of Shane's life away from the constraints of a 'normal' life. Please read the first three chapters before getting into this one.
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I woke on Friday morning stiff and irritable. It was perhaps the worst board meeting in the history of board meetings. A fractious group to begin with, the infighting was beginning to wear on me, but then, working one night a month for a decent stipend is hard to pass up on. Profits had been falling and the CEO wanted to institute layoffs to help the bottom line. A couple of board members wanted the executive committee to take pay cuts dollar for dollar to match the savings of the layoffs. Although the idea had some appeal to me, there was no way that it would happen.
Of course, that was where the arguments focused for three long assed hours. After those three hours, we agreed at last to begin the layoffs. The savings in salaries was just too much for any of us to overlook for very long. The only real upside was we put the executive leaders on notice, the first step in getting rid of them. Three months was all they had to get their crap, and our company, back in order.
Trying like hell to get it out of my mind, I dressed in my normal workout clothes and headed to the weight room to work out. I was running a little late and hoped that the exercise room was not so full of people that you could not actually work out.
Stepping into the weight room, I was surprised to see only two other people in there already. Alex the redheaded apartment manager was on the elliptical, a woman who was vaguely familiar was on the treadmill. She stood between 5'6" and 5'8". She had the long thin lines of a runner and the speed with which she was running on the treadmill confirmed that this was not her first go round on one. She was wearing a cute pink pair of shorts that seemed to hug her ass nicely and a white sports bra. The lack of tee shirt was slightly astonishing, leaving the stretch of skin from the low-slung shorts to white spandex of the bra exposed. Her stomach was slightly rounded, but firm.
I stopped and looked at them and said, "Good morning ladies."
I heard a chorus of, "Good morning Shane."
My head snapped to the blonde-haired woman on the treadmill and then it clicked, she was in the hot tub with Ginny and Bianca yesterday afternoon when I came home. Her face blushed slightly when my head swiveled back around to her and then she turned away slightly.
I smiled to myself, sat at the multi station, and began to work out with lightweights, going more for tone than mass. I never did see the point in heavy lifting with weights, and preferred the lighter weights and medium rep count. Not so much weight to strain myself greatly and not so many reps that I threatened to bulk up a lot. Besides, at my age, turning into Mr. Universe, is nearly impossible. Better to stay as toned as possible.
The woman could run; I would give you that. I worked out for nearly 45 minutes and she maintained that same jog the entire time. The way her hips and tits swaying in time with the strides was highly erotic and I decided to go sit in the steam room before I had to figure out how to hide an erection while working out. Even so, my cock was about half-staff as I headed to the steam room.
I lay down in my now familiar position at the back of the steam sauna; arms crossed behind my head and closed my eyes. I must have drifted off because I did not hear or feel the door open, but had the uneasy feeling that someone was watching me. I raised myself up onto my elbows and saw Alex sitting at my feet again. Her red hair matted down with steam and sweat. Sweat had soaked through the thin material of her tee shirt indicating that she must have been in here a while. She was wearing a similar touristy tee shirt to the one she wore the day before, her enormous areola evident through the now nearly transparent white cloth.
I looked around the sauna and saw that we were alone. Looking back to Alex, I asked, "What is the blonde's name?"
"Tara," Alex said softly.
"Take off the tee shirt, Alex" I said.
"I can't," she whispered.
"Why are you here then? You are sitting there staring at my cock. Now that I realize you are there you want to play all Miss Innocent?" I was getting a little terse with her and her game, whatever it might be.
"I-I-I don't know why I am here," Alex stammered out.
I reached down, grabbed my half-hard cock, and squeezed it, saying, "Do you want to see it?"
Alex licked her lips and nodded silently.
"Close your eyes, Alex" I ordered.
Her eyes closed and I stood up, dropping my shorts and kicking them to the side. I walked over to her and straddled her body. My cock and balls dangled inches from her eyes as I said, "Open them," and thrust my hips luridly forward.
Just as the shock was clearing from her face and she began to focus on what she was seeing I stepped away and pulled my shorts back on. I looked at her and said, "I showed you mine. Show me your tits." Then I said sternly, almost shouting, "NOW!"
The shirt was up around her face before it registered in her mind what she was doing. She stopped arms up over her head, heavy tits swaying with the movement. Her areolas were incredibly large. Bigger than any, I had seen before; each one was easily the size of a saucer, and her nipples jutted out from the middle.
I reached forward and took a nipple in each hand, tugging on it slightly. Alex gasped and then moaned as she arched her back, thrusting her tits toward me. I twisted and pulled on each one, a down and out motion, and let go. "Good progress today, Alex. See you Monday."
I turned and walked out of the steam sauna with a scowl on my face. Damn it! She was married. I could not fuck her without his consent, could I? If I were going to shed the vestiges of morality, would Alex be the one with whom I wanted to do that? Her tits were certainly appealing, large and full, I could see spending hours sucking on them.
I puttered about the apartment after showering, keeping busy mostly; more to keep my mind off all the women that suddenly were popping up more than anything. Around 9:00, the door opened and in waltzed Ginny. "Are you ready for tonight?" She asked, extremely cheerfully.
"What is the deal tonight anyway?" I asked in response.
"It's a party held every month for singles in the complex. Sometimes there are hook ups, sometimes not." Ginny explained.
"Why would I want to attend, other than for you and Bianca, which maybe I want to keep for myself?" I posited.
Ginny's look of confusion told me that she never considered the possibility that I would not want to go.
She was dressed for work, in a smart looking business suit with a plunging neckline. The skirt was a tasteful length and would have been appropriate in any company in America. She was not wearing hose and her bra barely hidden by the blouse under the jacket. I could not see a blouse and figured she was going for the retro look.
Walking up to her, I placed a hand on each hip, pulling her close. "Give me your panties," I whispered.
I almost beamed with pride as she nodded and hiked her skirt high enough to begin pulling her panties off. As she bent over, I walked behind her and held her hips. I looked down at the crack of her ass and then knelt down behind her. I licked her crack, from the space between her anus and pussy all the way up to her lower back. With light little pecks I kissed my way back down, gently pushing my tongue into her anus. I spent a couple of minutes exploring her anus as my hands held her firmly in place.
Ginny moaned and leaned back into me, trying to drive my tongue further up her ass. I reached up and inserted a finger into her hot wet pussy, up to the first joint. I wiggled it around inside her and said, "Tell your boss you can not work tomorrow night."
"Yes sir," Ginny panted out, squirming on my finger.
I gave her asshole one last deep probe from my tongue as I stood up and pulled out of her. I kept my grip on her hips and pulled her against my hard cock while I whispered, "Have a good day at work. Send Bianca up as you leave."
Ginny groaned and whimpered, wiggling her ass at me, trying to coax something back into her. Panting, Ginny straightened up and fixed her skirt. "Yes sir, she will be right up."
I poured a cup of coffee and was standing in the kitchen drinking it when the door opened, and I heard, "Shane?"
I turned and looked at Bianca and asked, "What do you have planned for the day today?"
"I work in the office here today from noon until close, but nothing until then. Is there something I can do for you?"
I ignored her question and asked, "What are your plans for tomorrow night?"