Colette could see it was still raining outside her window. She was glad to be warm and dry, but she was still at the office, working. She also couldn't wait for the day to be over so she could get to the gym. Working out after work had become a regular activity for her, and it worked out well because Steve rarely got home until after 7:00.
The rain had stopped outside. Colette looked at the clock and saw that it was almost time to leave for the day. She packed up her laptop, grabbed her water bottle, and headed out. All she could think about was the workout that was calling her name. And thanks to light traffic, she made it in record time.
When she got to the gym, she parked her car, grabbed her bag, and walked quickly through the front door. Entering the lobby, she went straight to the locker room. Liking the anonymity it provided, she walked through the room to the farthest available locker. She dropped her bag and immediately started changing.
As she took her shirt off, exposing a black laced bra, a woman walked up next to her, putting a water bottle into the locker next to Colette's and placed her gym bag on the bench next to hers. "I love that bra," she said. "So sexy," she continued.
"Oh, thank you," Colette said. She loved compliments. Steve gave them all the time, and she loved him for it. "My husband, Steve, gave it to me for Valentine's Day.
"Well, he has very good taste. By the way, my name is Vicky," she said.
"Nice to meet you, Vicky. I'm Colette," she said, taking off her pants and revealing a pair of black bikini panties.
"You have a great figure, Colette," Vicky said as she started getting undressed as well.
"Oh, thank you," Colette said, looking back at Vicky and seeing that she had her sweats down at her feet, exposing cute, cherry-red panties. She was also pulling her sweater up over her head, exposing a jet black sports bra. "Oh my gosh, I'm so jealous of that tummy of yours!" Colette said.
"Thank you!" replied Vicky. "Funny thing happens when you focus on diet and exercise - your figure improves!" she continued. "So, what are you working on today?"
"I'm doing legs." Colette said.
"Me too!" Vicky said. "Do you mind if I join you?"
"Not at all," Colette said.
"Great!" replied Vicky.
The pair continued changing their clothes. As Vicky was grabbing her gym shorts, she glanced at Colette who was unhooking her bra. As she watched you slide it off her shoulders, Vicky couldn't help but notice how beautiful her breasts were. "My god, what I would do to have them in my mouth," she thought.
Suddenly, she got a mischievous idea. She took out her wallet from her gym bag, pretended to look for something, and purposely let several coins fall out.
"Oh, crap!" she said out loud. She knew exactly how this would play out.
As expected, Colette said, "Oh! Let me help you."
Vicky turned around and proceeded to squat down politely, legs close together, preparing to pick up the coins that were behind her. Looking over her shoulder to see when Colette bent down toward her to pick up the coins between them, Vicky straightened her legs and placed her feet further apart, making a sexy stripper-pose with her ass about a foot from Colette's head.
Asking as nonchalantly as she could, "So, how long have you been married?" Vicky had noticed the ring on Colette's finger earlier.
"S-s-sixteen... yeeears," Colette replied as she looked up to answer, stammering as she was now staring directly at Vicky's ass. She also noticed a small wet spot on the crotch of her panties where Vicky's pussy lay beneath.
"Twenty for me," replied Vicky, standing up innocently and turning back towards Colette, coins jiggling in her hand. "My husband has been away on business. I miss him so much," purposely selling the innocent conversation and ignoring what she just did to Colette.
"S-s-sorry to hear that," Colette replied awkwardly. She still had the vision of Vicky's wet panties in her mind. "Nope, don't go there, Colette. You can do this," she thought to herself. Quickly wiping the image from her mind, the two women continued with their small talk as they finished getting changed and left the locker room.
"What do you like to do first?" Vicky asked.
"I always start with stretching and then a short run," Colette replied.
"Sounds perfect. Let's do it!" Vicky said.
They both walked over to an empty space next to the mirror wall and held onto the bar that was attached. Colette grabbed her ankle and pulled it up behind her, pressing the back of her leg against her butt. She loved this stretch because her legs are bent most of the day sitting at her desk.
Vicky did the same, as she continued scheming her next move with Colette. "She is so fucking hot, standing there stretching," she thought to herself. "I have GOT to have her."
As their stretching routine continued, they moved to the ground. They did torso twists, leg lifts, butterflies, and more. Eventually, as Colette appeared to be finishing her routine, Vicky had another idea. "Ready for the treadmill?" she asked.
"Yeah, I think so," Colette answered.
"I actually have one more stretch, which I absolutely love. Got one more in you before we run?" Vicky said.
"Sure!" said Colette. With that, Vicky instructed her to sit down in front of her.
"OK, sit straight up with your legs spread out and place your feet against mine." As Vicky moved her legs wide apart and scooted forward, Colette did as she instructed.
As she glanced down, Colette noticed Vicky's shorts opening up, catching a glimpse of her exposed red panties underneath. Vicky, of course, was well aware of this.
"OK, now hold my hands and lean back, pulling me with you," Vicky continued to instruct innocently. Colette wanted to stop and move on to the treadmill, but she didn't want to be rude. So she cooperated, also realizing that by doing so she was also pulling Vicky's face forward and down between her legs.
"I love this stretch so much because you really feel it on the outside of your glutes just below your HIPS," Vicky continued, purposely huffing the last word, expelling a warm breath toward Colette's crotch.
Colette shorts had also opened slightly and she felt Vicky's warm breath blow down between her legs. Her pussy quivered slightly and her face flushed.
"OK, now you." Vicky said, pulling Colette toward her as she tilted her head back, knowing full well that she was now pulling Colette's face forward and down between her legs.
Colette told herself not to look, but she couldn't help it. As Vicky continued to pull her closer, she had a full view of her exposed red panties. She couldn't help but stare as she also noticed one of her pussy lips pushing out the side of her panties, looking smooth and bulging.
Colette didn't notice Vicky lift her head slightly to look down at her. "Yup, it's working," she thought to herself. "OK," she said, startling Colette. "And now back toward you one more time, and then toward me one more time," Vicky said, giggling inside.
"Shit," thought Colette. "I hope she didn't catch me fucking ogling her crotch."
Colette proceeded to pull Vicky back toward her now. She closed her eyes and started repeating in her head, "stop these thoughts, stop these thoughts, stop these thoughts." She took a deep breath, relaxed into the stretch, and put her mind at ease.
Vicky looked up, loving the sight of the black panties through the openings in Colette's shorts. She could also see that Colette's breathing was returning to normal and that her face wasn't as flush anymore. "Oh, no you don't," Vicky thought, and she decided to make her next move.
"I just love how this stretch feels right here on me," Vicky said as she let go of her right hand, reached down, and gently placed it on Colette's left hip. "You should feel it here," as her hand touched her hip, "and it should also pull down through heeeere," she said, purposely extending her last word, matching it with the movement of her hand as she moved it down and across the back of Colette's ass cheek."
Vicky knew this was an innocent move to those looking because it was an honest instruction of a stretching motion. But Vicky wasn't trying to be innocent. And from the visibly deep breath that Colette just took, it likely didn't feel so innocent to her either.
Vicky was having fun now. "Remember," she said, "you should also feel it pull heeere," placing her hand on the inside of Colette's left leg, and again, extending her last word to match the sliding of her hand up her thigh toward the opening of her shorts.
It was a bold move to be sure, especially when Vicky stopped and extended the reach of her middle finger just far enough to graze the side of Colette's exposed panties.
Colette's left leg immediately tensed and Vicky could feel the hand she was still holding immediately start to feel wet with sweat. "Oh shit, sorry about that!" Vicky said, quick to stay focused on the activity at hand. "OK, my turn and then let's get our run in!"
Vicky started pulling Colette toward her again. Colette pulled back, stopping them in a seated position. "Sorry, I just need to take a few breaths." Colette said.
"Is everything OK?" Vicky asked, knowing that her actions were giving Colette a lot to think about.