When she awoke, it was beginning to get dark and it took her a while to gather her senses but at last it all came back and she realised that she needed to pull herself together and face the rest of the holiday alone. There were still a few days to go before she was booked to fly back home but she knew that she needed to talk to someone. She rang Dave and they talked for a while about how his work was going, that he was still in Scotland. Belinda told him that Sue had got herself a job but being careful not to let him hear how she was feeling about it.
"Will you be OK on your own?" he asked but she thought he didn't seem too concerned.
"Of course I will," she reassured him "I can't wait to get back." In a way it was true as she thought that perhaps she needed those strong arms around her and the feeling of body hardness that you didn't get with another woman which was in itself a turn on, but she wasn't sure at this moment.
Alone and not sure what to do, she thought a visit to the gym might fill some time so putting on a thick robe, standard in the hotel, over her work out kit she made her way down to the gym to work up a sweat and to try and tone herself up a little. She had used a couple of the machines and had started to perspire and could feel a wet trickle down her back which chilled a little when the draught from the overhead fan caught her. She was on the treadmill in the empty gym when the door opened and the young wife came in.
She looked around and saw Belinda and gave a half smile of recognition before tasking herself with some upper body work. At last Belinda had done enough and went into the steam room and sat thinking over events. She had removed her tank top, sports bra and trousers and was sitting in her white gym panties and long white socks but had draped a towel over her bare shoulders and breasts when the door opened and her gym companion came in and, with her back to her, stripped off her kit and wrapped a large towel around her body before turning round to make brief eye contact with Belinda.
"I'm glad we've met again, how are you?" She was very quietly spoken and a little shy, not looking directly at Belinda in what was either modesty or embarrassment. Her fair hair which was not too long was thick, with blonde highlights and looked like she made fairly regular visits to a quality hairdresser as the cut was very good. They were about the same height as each other and she was very slim with slightly large breasts that had lost some of their girlish shape but were nevertheless well formed. Size-wise, they were slightly out of proportion to her slim hips though. In her mind, Belinda guessed she was about twenty two or three which meant she must have had her child young.
"Good, thanks." Belinda really didn't have a desire for conversation as she was still upset about being deserted by her new found love.
She sat almost opposite and Belinda noticed that her towel had fallen open at the waist and that, as she had removed all her gym clothes, was naked underneath it. She could just see some of her pubic hair but her legs were, modestly perhaps, firmly together. Belinda was mildly interested but at first it did nothing for her until she allowed, with a slight movement, an unrestricted view of that secret place which wasn't quite so secret now. 'What did she want from her?' Belinda thought, was it that obvious that she was attracted to the opposite sex or had she noticed the behaviour in the pool with Sue. For a while, she sat looking, transfixed, at the spot, waiting for something to happen. The little wife still wouldn't look up at her but there was distinct tension in the air.
At last Belinda felt she had to say something "My friend has got herself a new job on a boat and left to go with it to Malta. She left this evening so I'm at a bit of a loss at the moment."
In her mind as soon as the words were out of her mouth, she thought to herself, what was she thinking about, she knew she had to say something and that was all that she could manage. She regretted it the moment the words had left her mouth.
"Oh" was all the woman sitting there said but turned to look at Belinda as she made the little exclamation of acknowledgement of her words. Then after a measured silence, "Are you going to stay on then?"
"I guess so, I can't fly back for three more days so I'll be around until then". she answered not really relishing the conversation.
"You came out on the same flight as us so I reckon we will fly back together. I noticed you with your friend on the plane, we sat a couple of rows behind you, you looked very happy, are you really upset that she left early?"
"I'm bloody devastated" she replied and couldn't stop the tears.
Little wife moved towards Belinda and lifted her towel to wipe the tears from her face. Awkwardly, she sort of moved forwards and then she was against her comforting her in some strange maternal way, patting her back as if she was bringing up the wind. The thought that she had a young child flashed through Belinda's mind and suddenly she saw the funny side of her motherly administrations and through her tears started to giggle.
They moved apart as someone had just come into the gym and the moment was gone.
"I'm sorry, I'm ok now, thanks for that, I guess I need a shower" Belinda said and wrapped her towel around herself and followed by little wife, made towards the shower room. She hung up her towel and removed her white panties and socks and was naked. Her little friend turned her back and took off her towel, carrying it discreetly in front of herself and then hung it on a peg alongside Belinda's. The shower room was a little small with two showers but no division between them.
It was almost impossible to not make contact but they managed to wash away the sweat of their toil with just the occasional collision of bottoms. When she turned off the water, Belinda turned hers off at the same time and reached across for the towels. The woman sort of just stood there dripping wet but didn't reach to take her towel from Belinda who took the initiative and dried the back which she turned towards her. Then, when her back was dry, Belinda spun her round gently to dry her breasts and shoulders and then moved down to dry her stomach, finally bending to dry her legs.
Once again she noticed the tiny stretch marks just around her lower back and thought they were kind of cute. Belinda hadn't touched her with her bare hands at all, so when she handed a towel to her and turned her back, she did the same for Belinda and then turned her to dry her front and then as had been done for her, knelt to dry the legs. Belinda opened her thighs slightly and then, without touching her with her hands, she dried between her legs.
Belinda was intrigued, what did she want, was she trying to get her to go further and make a pass at her or would she pluck up enough courage to make a pass at Belinda. However, Belinda's interest was a little academic as she wasn't exactly turned on by the young mum but she felt that mum was excited by the situation and this fed the fires of her curiosity.
