A new look and a new start! Jess had secured a job and an apartment in a new town. The cold of Ontario had worn her down and now she was ready to break the shackles of old and get on with having fun in warmer climes!
Jess was a spunky girl at thirty years young. An age when teen angst had been left long behind. An age when the experimentation of the twenties is done and an era of confidence has arrived. An age when the looks are stunning and the body is holding its own. And Jess was up there. She had a gorgeous figure that she'd maintained with as much commitment to the gym and diet that she could muster. She'd be the first to admit that she wasn't perfect - the burdens of family, work and study had held her back. But she looked at herself naked in the mirror to see smooth olive skin, a smiling face and brown sparkling eyes. She admired her new hairstyle - tresses lopped to shoulder length with a wavy style and auburn streaks.
She twirled her body from side to side, showing off her tattoos and reminded herself of how much attention they attracted. Some of the tattoos were inscribed as reminders of significant people and events. But most were purely for exhibitionism and in the dim glow of her lamp, she noticed how prominent they appeared. Jess was naturally shy in personality, but the tattoos told a different side to her. She had two stars emblazoned on her hip bones, and a large cherry blossom embossed on her back. They were intentionally copied from the tattoos of famous porn stars - if she lacked the courage to announce her slutty nature, at least the tattoos would advertise the fact.
In day to day life she'd cover up, but when she wore revealing outfits to clubs at night, she would always attract attention, and she'd be guaranteed to go home with a guy - usually a younger one who was into porn. Sometimes they'd even ask to play videos of those same porn stars and replicate the acts together. Provided that it wasn't too perverted, Jess found it quite flattering and was willing to play along.
Jess poked her tongue out at herself in the mirror and caught glimpse of the reflection of the shiny silver bulb of her piercing. She continued to study herself in the mirror and admired what she saw. She would put this body to good use once she'd worked out the lay of the land in this new town. She might have little extra weight right now with a visible belly, but she pushed her breasts together, delighted in feeling her flesh and seeing the dark nipples grow hard and erect. And how could anyone resist a pussy like this? She was neatly trimmed and her cute vulva was endowed with long dark lips that led to a flappy hood, sheltering the sensitive tip of her clitoris.
She turned sideways to show off her butt. Pretty good, she thought, but it could do with thickening up. In fact she vowed that a new gym membership should be prioritized on her things-to-do list.
But looking past herself in the mirror she saw the mess that was holding her back. She had just moved into the apartment, shared with two other girls, and she had not yet unpacked. A pile of clothes, boxes and cases stared back at her. Standing around naked and celebrating her new life was just procrastinating. It was already late at night, but she set to the task with vigor - when Jess put her mind to something, you could be sure that she'd eventually succeed!
Jess had secured a job as assistant manager at a cinema. Jobs were abundant nowadays, and she was qualified for plenty of roles, but she was really seeking a job with flexibility, and this one ticked all the boxes. Mostly evening work, good pay and not much responsibility. It was a job that would pay the rent and give her plenty of time for other activities. And since Summer holidays had just commenced at the nearby university, the shifts would be quiet for a while.
The next day Jess consulted maps on her phone and identified nearby gyms. She planned out the route, changed into her spandex outfit, grabbed her helmet, caught the lift to ground and jumped on her bike. Another benefit of her new town was the ability to cycle year round!
When she arrived at the first gym, she didn't even go inside to inquire. It was clearly a niche body building gym, with images of extreme bodies and ads for supplements on the front windows. Too intimidating, she thought and those kind of places attract aggressive or even violent types and that was the last thing she needed in her life!
The next gym looked more like it! It was a huge complex with inviting posters of people having fun in spin classes, yoga, aerobics, weights and more. Middle-aged moms were arriving after the school run, gym bunnies were already inside cooling down, and a stream of muscle bound guys were leaving weights sessions.
Jess strolled up to reception and met a bouncy girl in her early twenties who gave her the run-down on facilities and the costs of various plans. "But today it's all access - everything is free for you to test it out!" A trial was going to be critical she thought. The social side of gym life just as important as the classes themselves. Jess recognized that even though she was deep down a slut, she was actually pretty shy, and it would take a while to warm up socially, even with the help of a drink.
Cardio classes - that was her staple. Jess consulted the timetable and saw one just about to start so she darted to the studio, grabbed a towel and set herself up. She was all alone in the room thinking that she might have got the times wrong when four others filed in. The instructor strode to the front and introduced himself - gym instructors are always hot and Jason was no exception with fiery red hair and a cute freckled complexion. He had a strong jaw and even stronger biceps. The clients straggled in afterwards: there was one handsome middle aged guy and two middle aged women. Jess said hello and took up position in the back row.
Oh boy! She didn't realize how much fitness she had lost! There were endless star jumps and she could feel the excess weight on her body jiggling in time to the beats. And it felt embarrassingly obvious that her boobs were bouncing - they felt almost like they were going to break free! The instructor set various timed challenges and Jess felt her muscles fatiguing. She felt despondent that she was having trouble keeping up, while everyone else in the class seemed to do just fine. Jess failed the final challenge and as a teasing punishment the instructor ordered that Jess do ten pushups for penance. The middle aged women sneered in superiority.
But when the middle-aged guy approached Jess, she knew that this gym would be OK. "Hi, I'm David" he said by way of introduction. "I'm happy to pump out these pushups with you." Together they completed the set, sat back contentedly, and David congratulated her with a simple, "Well done."
She expected David to pursue the conversation after class but he just smiled and headed to the exit. Jess wondered if he was partnered with one of the women in the class, but he simply went his own way towards the change rooms with a confident and determined swagger.
Jess signed up with the gym at the end of her session and vowed to continue with her new commitment. The next day at the gym was a rinse and repeat, or maybe slightly worse since her arms hadn't the time to recover. Once again she failed the challenge, and was sentenced with additional pushups. And once more David offered to accompany her with the final exercise.
"This is becoming a habit," David declared.
"Is it a good sort of habit?" Jess probed.
"Good habits, bad habits - they're all a matter of perspective, aren't they?" David responded cryptically.
This guy was interesting, she thought. "Do you have bad habits?"
"Well, I do like coffee. Would you like to join me for one now?" Jess would have preferred an offer for a nighttime drink at a bar, but whatever.
There was a cafe across the road from the gym and the new friends took up a small table sitting opposite each other. The conversation danced around each other's past and David drilled into Jess's background. "I've never even seen you around. Are you from out of town?"
"Yes, I'm from Ontario, and just moved in."
"And what brought you here to our lovely city?"
"A few reasons. I have a new job here." People move town for all sorts of motivations. Sometimes for work, sometimes to follow a partner, sometimes to avoid one. She decided not to be specific.
"And how about you. How does a guy at your age find time during the day to spend at the gym?"
