Paige gathered her long brown hair and pulled it up into a tight bun. Her blue one piece Speedo appeared to be molded to her ultra tight body. I was stealing glances at her body every chance I got.
As physical therapy techs at the Hospital fitness center, we worked with people of who had suffered varying degrees of disability. The center was well equipped and included a large indoor lap pool.
Two groups of mostly senior citizens were waiting for their water therapy session.
"Do you mind if I take the first group?" she asked very sweetly.
"Knock yourself out." I answered.
The water therapy sessions were the most popular and I had a sneaking suspicion that the older men were totally infatuated with Paige. But then, so was I.
My fascination with Paige hit high gear when the pool schedule was changed to accommodate an additional session in the evening. We worked in tandem with two separate groups on opposite sides of the pool. By the time the session was over and we changed out of our wet swimsuits, the center had closed for the day.
The first time I saw Paige in her birthday suit, it lit a fire in my loins that puzzled me. I never had bi-feelings before and looking at her, I was.
Sometimes, it took all my strength not to say,
"Paige, you have a great body."
The more we worked together, the more I admired Paige's outstanding physique. Her tits were shaped like cannon balls with long nipples that stood straight out from her chest.
Paige was a former swimmer who embraced weight training as a means to stay fit. Her defined muscularity was exquisitely proportioned without appearing bulky.
However, there was nothing pretentious or self centered in her personality. She was self confident without a hint of vanity. Utterly charming and very feminine, she was barely twenty one years old.
Since I was married and lusted after Paige more than my husband, it threw me for a loop and I masturbated nightly with her at the center of my fantasies.
To complicate matters even further, our working relationship evolved into friendship. Occasionally, we went to the local pub after work, shopping or just hung out at her apartment.
When I daydreamed about having sex with Paige, I justified my infidelity by mentally arguing that it was a woman and no intercourse was involved.
My twenty ninth birthday was less than a week away when my husband and I had a big fight over, you guessed it, lack of sex. Poor guy, it was two months since our last lovemaking session.
"I feel like a goddamn monk Lori!" he shouted at me.
"I'm just not in the mood." I retorted weakly.
"But, I'm tired of jerking off in the bathroom." He roared back at me.
I was at a loss for a plausible explanation and remained silent. Doug shook his head in disgust and walked out of the room.
We were physical fitness freaks and Doug had an exceptional physique honed by years of commitment to weight training. Why I was totally captivated by someone else, a young woman no less, was a complete mystery to me.
The next day at work I must have seemed more preoccupied than usual. Paige was standing in front of me waving a hand in front of my eyes until I snapped out of my stupor.
"Earth to Lori, come in Lori." She stated in a control tower voice.
"Oh, sorry." I said timidly.
"Your groups waiting in the pool." She said informatively.
"Shit!" I yelled and dashed down the hallway.
Afterwards as we spruced up the pool area for the next group Paige spoke up.
"Why the blank stares and long faces?" she asked with real concern.
"Doug and I had a fight." I said with trepidation.
"Want to talk about it?" She asked in a calm way.
I did but our busy schedule at work precluded any in depth discussions and we agreed to meet after work.
Mazzio's was quiet for a Thursday night and we found a back booth that offered some privacy. I was drinking Cosmo's and my head had a light buzz.
"Why did you and Doug fight?" she asked inquisitively.
As I thought about my response, I looked at Paige's face and bright green eyes.
"God! She's so pretty!" I thought to myself and some twinges tickled my crotch.
"We haven't been doing it much lately." I said dejectedly.
"You mean sex?" she asked in the hopes of clarification.
"Yes." I said with a deep sigh.
"Do you think he might be seeing somebody else?" She inquired assuming he was the culprit.
"No, it's me. I just don't feel like doing it." I said in a cheerless voice.
Paige looked a little stunned by my admission.
"Are you seeing...?" I interrupted her before she finished.
"No" I said quietly and looked away.
Paige was regarding me with suspicion and I felt her gaze boring into me.
