It was a slow day. Cold outside. Late November Saturday in Michigan. No leaves on the trees, grass turned brown, nothing but an occasional squirrel running around the backyard. Kelly was lonely, tired and bordering on depressed. At 42 years old, 5-10 inches and about 150 lbs. Not bad for her age, but she felt that she could do a lot better, maybe peel 10 to 15 off. She was divorced now for two years, but not much of a loss since Ken, her ex, was not much of a companion, sexually or spiritually.
What do you do on a day like today. She wasn't seeing anybody, really didn't have time. She was busy with her work and content with not much of a personal life. But when you can have a full weekend off, these kind of days just got to you. Without really thinking she decided to go to the gym, and maybe work these blues away. She joined it last January, on a New Years resolution and had only been there about a dozen times.
She went to her bedroom and pulled out a pair of dark gray tights and a light gray leotard. What kind of bra to wear? Fuck it, with 34A breasts she wasn't going to wear one. She found her shoes, threw on a pair of sweats and made the 10-minute ride to the gym.
She pulled in about 11 a.m. and was surprised that there were not many people there. There was an aerobics class going on and about eight men working out. No women. Oh well, who cares, there were women in the aerobics class right through the glass wall, and what were all of the men going to do anyway, gang bang her? No way.
Kelly checked in at the desk, went to the locker room and peeled off her sweats, checked herself in the mirror and headed out to the machines. She wanted a good workout and started on the stairmaster. About half of the men check her out but nothing more than a glance.
After about 20 minutes she was sweating. The mirrors were at her back and she didn't notice that she was showing sweat under her tits, actually it looked quite funny. Two large inverted "eye brows" on her chest, which were accentuated by her stiffening puffy nipples .She did notice that several of the men were almost staring now. There was one guy who couldn't help but keep staring over a couple of times a minute. He wasn't bad looking, about the same age, but he was wearing a wedding ring. Kelly ignored him.
As the aerobics class broke up the women were walking through the room and Jill, an old college friend, called over to Kelly, " how are you? Long time no see" Kelly at first didn't notice and then couldn't place the name with the face, but as she walk over, she remembered. Jill was the same age as Kelly but only about 5-5. Kelly thought, "shit what happened to her, she put on about 60 lbs. In the last few years, and in exercise clothes, you could see everything, and you really didn't want to. "Girl, you sure do look good" Jill exclaimed, Kelly quickly replied " Hi, Jill how are you doing?" Jill countered "You know fighting age and loosing." At 5-5 she was about 165 with about 40DD tits, but quite a gut to go along with them. "Hey, at least you are trying" Kelly replied.
After a brief exchange Jill left and Kelly went back to the locker room. When she reached the locker room she looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't believe the sweat pattern and the clear visibility of her nipples. If there was anything on her body that she was proud of it was her puffy nipples. They are very pronounced thick and rise quite proudly from their small breasts. All of her boyfriends and her ex just loved them, and she was convinced that her breasts got more attention than any of those cow bags, like Jill's. Kelly had a thing about women who let their bodies go, and just plainly become fat. She really had no respect for them.
Now Kelly understood why she was being stared at. She found it somewhat exciting and then noticed a wet spot rising from her crotch. The outfit was getting clammy now so she decided to strip off the wet garments and just slip on her sweat suit. Lucky it was a fashionable black suit with a zippered jacket and matching bottoms. She would have to be quick and hope that the car would warm up quickly, after all it was in the 30's and that was all she had on. As she left she picked up her keys off the sign in board and headed out.
"God Dammit" Kelly shouted as she looked at her car and saw the low tire, almost flat. What was she going to do now? The car came with a roadside service but she wondered how long that would take. She turned to go back in and as luck would have it, Jill and the guy that was staring at her inside pulled in front of the car, rolled the window down and asked if she needed some help, they were just leaving and noticed her problem. Jill said " hey Kell, why don't you come with us, Roy, my husband, has a portable air compressor at home, he can pump it up and follow you to a tire store" Kelly said " If its not too much of a problem..." "None at all, Jill get out, and let her get in the middle, she takes up less space." Said the, man with Jill. They had a a small pick up truck, and Jill being on the large side probably wouldn't fit comfortably in the middle of the front seat.
So Kelly threw her bag in the bed of the truck and hopped in. It was tight in there once Jill got back in. Jill introduced Roy and they shook hands. Roy said "I will turn up the heat, you look chilled" Kelly wondered weather her proud nips were visible, after all she had nothing on underneath. Well, the heater really brought the temperature up quick, and add the fact that we have three adults whom just finished exercising, and the odor was a bit overwhelming. It was a mixture of sweat, after-shave, deodorants, and whatever else that is produced by exercise, it had a musky animal type scent.
Jill said " we only live two miles from here so we will be home in a flash" However as they turned the corner they were stuck in traffic, it looked like an accident and was bumper to bumper as far as you could see. After some small talk and going only a half-mile in the last fifteen minutes Kelly was beginning to sweat. "Hey Kell, you might want to unzip a little, you are sweating more than when you were at the gym" Jill said. Kelly brought the zipper down a little to get some relief, but she could only go a little way. Roy just leered at her and noticed just bare skin under the jacket. Roy made several attempts to change the heater settings and play with the radio and each time he would 'accidentally' brush Kelly's thighs. And one time his elbow actually pressed one of her nipples. Kelly was getting more and more flushed.