Part 3 Gym Time

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.

"Ummm... I guess I was just surprised at how much I liked this stretch," Colette said, blushing.

"Great! I'm glad I could introduce you to a new stretch!" Vicky said, trying to put Colette at ease. "Now one last time for me," Vicky said as she started pulling Colette toward her again. "And the thing about this stretch, at least for me, is that even after a few minutes, I get super limber," saying this as she continued to lean back and pull Colette with her.

"Oh no, here it comes again," Colette thought. As her torso continued to bend forward, her face followed, right toward Vicky's crotch. This time, both leg holes were open and she could see that her panties had tightened, causing the material to pull against her slit, exposing more of her pussy lips.

Seeing Vicky's face looking up at the lights, and appearing to remain focused on the stretch, Colette continued to look down between Vicky's legs. "Fuck, this is going to be a tough workout...in more ways than one," Colette thought to herself.

"OK, I think we're good to go!" Vicky said, releasing Colette from her grasp. They both stood up and looked at each other. "Wow, that was great!"

"Yeah, it really was," Colette replied, also smiling, the image of Vicky's exposed crotch now fully burned into her brain.

"Time for the treadmills?" asked Vicky. She knew she could make her move on Colette right now, but she was having too much fun. Plus, with their run coming up? Her heart skipped a beat, thinking about seeing Colette's sweaty body bouncing up and down on the treadmill.

"Absolutely," said Colette, and they headed towards the treadmills.

As they arrived, Vicky saw only two were open. One was directly in front of the room's mirror wall, and the other was in the next row behind it, one treadmill over. "Perfect," thought Vicky mischievously.

She was walking ahead of Colette and went directly to the front treadmill by the mirror. "Colette will have a full view of me," her thoughts continued. "And with this mirror, I can see that gorgeous body of hers."

Walking onto the treadmill, Vicky started pressing buttons, the interface beeping with each touch. She looked over her left shoulder and saw Colette standing on her treadmill, doing the same. "How about a quick fifteen minutes?" Vicky asked behind her.

"That's great! Let's do it," Colette answered and continued to tap the interface. Both their machines whirred, and they were off on their run.

In front of Colette was a short, stocky man running on the treadmill directly in front of her, blocking the view of herself in the mirror. Not seeing what she wanted, she instead turned to see Vicky running, noting her form was impressive. Arms swinging in perfect timing with their opposite leg. Her posture was straight and confident, leaning slightly forward for momentum. She also noted the small of her back, under her sports bra, was starting to glisten with sweat.

Her eyes continued to gaze lower, stopping at Vicki's loose shorts bouncing up and down with each step. The material rose just high enough to expose the creases under each cheek. "So fucking sexy," she thought.

Vicky took a quick peek back at Colette in the mirror and caught her staring at her ass. "Exactly what I was expecting. Time for my next move," she thought, as she reached her hand back behind her. With a short, quick motion, she pretended to scratch an itch on her ass cheek. Using the scratch as the reason, she lifted the bottom of her shorts, making sure she pulled it high enough to expose the bottom of her panties.

"Oh my, that is so hot," Colette thought, noting the thin fabric stretched tight across her ass. Just then, their treadmills started slowing down. "Has it been fifteen minutes already?" Colette thought. They both stepped off their treadmills and headed towards the weights.

When they arrived, they looked around for an available machine. "Let's start with the squat rack," Vicky suggested strategically.

"Sure!" said Colette.

When they got to the rack, Vicky said, "I'll go first." She placed a couple of small plate weights on the ends and walked to the middle of the bar. Ducking under it, she pressed up with her shoulders and the bar came off the pegs. Looking at the mirror in front of her, she started to squat. "This is so perfect," she thought to herself. "As long as I hold proper form, I think Colette's going to melt."

Keeping her head up, and looking straight forward, she squatted with the rack resting on her shoulders, her hands on each side holding firm. As she lowered, she kept her back straight. With her butt sticking out, she started spreading her legs.

As she reached the bottom of her squat, she looked at herself in the mirror to check her form. Her chest was pushed out, tits pressing out against her sports bra with cleavage in full view. Gazing down, her spread legs caused her shorts to open, exposing her red panties.

As expected, when she started to stand, she glanced quickly at Colette who was staring intently at the view in front of her. "Perfect," Vicky thought to herself.

After ten reps, Vicky placed the bar back on the pegs. "OK, your turn," she said.

Colette took her position under the bar. She picked it up and placed it on her shoulders. She had done squats before, but it had been a while. "It's going to take some getting used to," she thought. As she started squatting, she made sure she held the same form as Vicky.

In the mirror, she could see Vicky watching her. On her third squat, Vicky walked up behind her saying, "The bar is getting a bit crooked. Let me help you."

Colette didn't think it was crooked, and it wasn't, but it put Vicky behind her and right where she needed to be for what she thought would be her final little devious act.

"OK, let's try again," she said, urging Colette to squat again with her guidance. As she squatted, Vicky reached around and grabbed her waist. Squatting with her, Vicky said, "that's it, one smooth and steady motion." As Colette stood, so did Vicky, her hands still on her waist and saying, "Same on the return. One fluid motion."

On Colette's next squat, Vicky continued to squat with her. However, this time she moved her hand to Colette's ass cheek and gave it a small circular rub, saying, "you should really feel your muscles working here." Vicky held it there as Colette stood, saying, "Good. One fluid motion."

On what will be her final squat, and not because she reached ten reps, Vicky followed her down with the same "one fluid motion" statement. But this time, she slid her hand around the front and down to her leg, sliding it slightly inward to the inside of her thigh. She purposely spread her fingers wide so her index finger touched the side of Colette's panties.

As Colette stood up, Vicky pulled her body close to Colette, pressing her crotch tight against her ass. "Sorry I touched your panties again," she whispered in her ear.

Colette's breath quickened and she let out a slight gasp. She could feel Vicky's hard nipples pressed against her back, together with the heat emanating from her body. She was done working out, and she wanted this woman right now.

She placed the bar back on the rack and turned to Vicky. "Thank you, that was great," she said quietly, staring intently into Vicky's eyes.

"Do you want to do another set?" Vicky asked, knowing full well what the answer will be.

"You know, I think I'd like to continue the workout in the locker room," Colette replied with a smirk.

"That sounds like a great idea," Vicky said, her own excitement building now. They both headed toward the locker room.

Vicky knew exactly where she was going to take this new friend of hers. At the back of the locker room there's a wall of private saunas, each room having its own lock to keep things private. "Oh my, Colette's body, sweaty and glistening in the room with her..." Vicky thought.

Just then, a short stocky man walked up to them and stopped Colette. "Hey Colette!"

"Oh... Hi Mark!" Colette said. She had to get her mind back to the present. Mark was her husband's co-worker. They'd met recently at a company function. He was nice enough, but kind of weird, and "fuck, this is the last thing I want to do right now," she thought to herself.

"How's it going? How's Steve?" he asked.

She didn't want to be rude and then have it get back to Steve, so she stopped to chat. "It's going great! And Steve, well, you know Steve!"

"Glad to hear!" Mark continued."And yeah, I do know Steve!"

Vicky turned to Colette and said, "Hey, I'm heading in. See you later," with a quick wink.

The questions continued, and after a few minutes, she started to relax and breathe normally again. "This might be just what I needed," she thought. After all, she had been doing so well, not thinking about her escapades with Michelle, let alone with any woman. "It was cheating on my husband!" she thought.

With her lust for Vicky now drifting away, and the conversation coming to an end, she shook Mark's hand and said "Thank you for stopping to say hello," with those words meaning more than a polite gesture. They said goodbye, and Mark added a quick "say hello to Steve for me!" as Colette walked away, continuing toward the locker room. She paused briefly at the door and entered.

She could see only a handful of women either getting ready to work out or packing up to leave. She headed toward the back of the room where her locker was, passing the aisles of lockers as she walked. She reached the last aisle and saw Vicky standing there, noting that she hadn't changed yet.

As soon as Vicky saw her, she quickly started pretending to get undressed, sliding her shorts down her waist.

"Oh! I didn't know you were still here," Colette said, glancing at the sight of Vicky's panties coming into view.

Vicky stopped, leaving her shorts pulled down mid-waist, and started walking toward Colette slowly. "I figured you were only going to be a few minutes, so I waited," she said, noting that Colette looked surprisingly relaxed given how visibly heated she had gotten at the squat rack and how eager she was to come back to the locker room with her.

"Oh, no you don't," she thought, realizing that the conversation with that guy likely wiped away the lust that she worked so hard to build up in Colette. "I wanted to talk to you about something," Vicky said as she approached.

"Oh? What's up?" Colette replied, trying to keep it innocent but realizing that, thanks to those red panties, thoughts of being with Vicky were now racing back into her mind. "I was doing so good!" she thought.