The two snickering youths should have been training but their focus was completely elsewhere. They were constantly checking out the third person at the not-so-busy gym and glanced at each other knowingly. Compressing their urge to burst out laughing and howling at each other and to her.
As the boys were only eighteen she looked old enough to be their mother but not so old that she would not have been attractive to them. Quite the opposite. If they had been bold enough they would have stared but now they settled for taking a stealthy peek whenever they could do it unnoticed. The other one of the boys punched his companion in the arm and discreetly held his hand in front of him as if he would be grabbing something firmly at the level of his waist.
The other boy understood it perfectly. If only he could bury his fingers into the large behind of the woman working on the treadmill. He bet it would feel like heaven. He had to cover his mouth with his hand and fight his laughter. His eyes were telling his buddy that he was as entertained as his friend was.
Bethany had not noticed the boys at all. She was enjoying her training and was sorry for not finding the gym sooner in her life. It made her feel so energetic and active. She had her favorite music in her headset speakers and as the exercise was a good one she could feel her heart beating.
Earlier that week she had bought a brand new exercise outfit and when she had seen it in the gym mirror she knew it was quite flattering to her body. Pushing all her curves into optimal places. Keeping everything snug and tightly together. Enhancing her full figure.
It was difficult to believe the gym gear was supposed to be so tight. But she trusted that the young girl at the sportswear shop knew these things far better than she would. Especially the pants made her feel a bit funny. They hugged her ass so closely they could have as well been glued onto her skin and the midsection at the back was buried deep in her butt crack. At the section where her buttocks ended and her spine started to crawl upwards a cute triangle was created by wrinkles of the fabric.
She was happy she had not gone with the nude color since she could imagine that would have been too much. With this level of tightness, it would have looked like she did not have pants at all. Furthermore, the lavender, which she had picked, had always been one of her favorite colors.
As she felt sweat pouring out from her skin she was certain her workout would have the desired effect. Being a bit conscious of her weight she wanted to lose a few pounds. This definitely would do it. Such a thing had never been on her priorities but everything had changed recently. She had met a man none like she had met before. And for him, she wanted to look as good as possible.
She could feel a warmness in her chest as she was thinking about him. How manly he was and how he could make her laugh with his hilarious but sometimes outstandingly rude jokes. And how excited he could make her in the bedroom. The warm feeling did not reside only in her chest anymore. As her thoughts traveled to her man Rex, she could feel that also her pussy was warming up.
For almost two decades she had been thinking that she was not that sexual by nature. Her daughter Tiffany had always been the center of her universe and somehow bringing strange new men into her life had never felt appropriate. And she had been having such mixed feelings about Tiffany's father for such a long time that she just hadn't dared to throw herself into new relationships.
It was almost as if only yesterday she had met the father of her child. She could still remember it well. How his confident manner and handsome looks had bedazzled the younger version of herself. How his charming wide Texan accent and killer smile had torn down any resistance Bethany might have had.
She closed her eyes and reminisced how he had dined and wined her and then taken her to his hotel room. With wide eyes, she had looked as he opened the badass belt buckle on his jeans and then pulled both of them to the hotel bed.
The sex had been terrific. He had made love to her for the whole night. Turning her into positions she had not known to exist. Making her give oral for the first time in her life. And when she had asked for him to use a condom he had just told her it would feel so much better without it. And she had believed him. And it had felt good. He had made her cum and had cummed in her pussy many times.
So it was not that big of a surprise that Bethany's next period never came. What had been a surprise was that the traveling Texan cowboy was a married man. Just looking for an exciting swing while staying in Bethany's town. How mad had Bethany been at the time? With an angry fit, she had told him she would be having the baby on her own and that she would never want to see him again.
Now, almost two decades later, she was angry no more. The heated fling with the Matthew McConaughey look-alike had given her the most precious thing in her life. Her daughter. Time heals all wounds and with fondness, she thought how Tiffany's hair was as golden as her father's had been. Bethany's own hair was chestnut brown but just as gorgeous.
Many times she had thought that Tiffany's father was some sort of sexual monster. He had used Bethany's young body so relentlessly. But now she had met a new man and could not help but shake her head in disbelief at all the things she had done with Rex after they met. For a moment she even considered that maybe it wasn't the men but maybe it was her body that made them so. It seemed that both Tiffany's father and Rex just had gone mad with lust after they had laid their eyes on her naked body.
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More or less 3 weeks earlier.
Sparkling lemonade enjoyably tickled down on Rex's throat. Fixing the tripling faucet in Bethany's kitchen had been an easy job and he had happily obliged when she had offered him some refreshment. What he enjoyed far more than the soft drink was the buxom milf in front of him. The way she was twirling her hair with her finger. The way she had been constantly blushing from the first sight of Rex at her door.
Her curves were just as spectacular as Rex's fried Bob had told him. And without too much modesty he kept scanning at those every now and then. Just casually letting his eyes roam free on her body as they talked this and that.