Play it Again
It was only midmorning but already Anais was covered in perspiration. She stood on the back patio of her house under the balcony running the length of the building, her nude body positioned beneath the ceiling fan as she curled hundred pounds weights. The cool air flowing over her damp light caramel colored skin like a lover's touch was intoxicating turning her on even as she pushed her body to exhaustion.
Her body bordered on a work of art, and she was proud of it, working out every morning before going to her job as an interior designer and watching what she ate without being obsessive about it. Tall for a woman Anais stood at five feet eight in her bare feet as she did now. Thrusting her chest out Anais completed the last few curls of her set punctuated with several groans. Half dropping half lowering the weights Anais began pacing before the sliding glass doors leading into her study. Casually her eyes followed the strong, athletic reflection noticing for the first time how gracefully she moved.
"Like a wolf..." she mumbled under her breath.
Her fingertips softly caressed the toned muscles of her abdomen and heft her breasts in her palms.
*Or better yet; a warrior of ancient times...* She thought as a smile crept across her face.
She imaged herself as a nomad riding a horse, protecting the young and elders with the might of her sword and the accuracy of her aim with a bow. She imaged too the sensation of being nude in the outdoors at will and no one caring. Anais discovered a long time ago she loved being watched as well as watching. She thought too of what it must have been like to bath in a lake or stream and as you rise from the water like a love goddess newly born feeling eyes upon you as you cause loins to stir.
Her fingers found their way to her own groin without any conscious thought. Absentmindedly they started to tease and caress her womanhood. Without knowing, her eyes had closed, and she was once again in that time.
She had built this fantasy slowly over the years, each detail carefully chosen, rejected and replaced by another only in the end to go with the first one. It returned now as it always did; all at once filled with sounds and smells from her past. The smile on her face was broader now, more genuine touching more than her lips.
A knock at the front door snapped her back to reality. The frustration was evident on her face as she stalked towards the source of the interruption and slung the elaborately carved wooden door open. Quickly the frustration was replaced with elation when Anais saw the pretty thing on the other side of the threshold with a brown backpack slung casually over one shoulder, a white and blue police squad car newly parked in the driveway behind her.
*It was the woman from the gym Anais went to twice a week to run on the treadmill or swim a few laps. What was her name again? Something like...*
"Nice to see you this morning Risa, thanks for coming." Anais said leaning on the door's frame her arms folded across her chest. The smile was still on her face now for a different reason.
Risa was a dark-skinned chocolate colored woman with the sing-song accent of the Caribbean and who wore her hair shorn close to her scalp. A pleasing smile crawled over her face as she looked at her host.
"Is this how you come to the door showing your assets for all to see?" She said as she slowly closed the distance to the other woman.
"Not than I am complaining understand but you just out of the shower?" Risa asked brushing her sports bra and leggings covered body against Anais' as she passed without being invited in.
"No I was finishing a workout...make yourself at home." The house owner said devouring Risa with her eyes as the dark woman entered the house, adding the last bit almost as an aside.
Risa smiled nervously for an instant before it was gone as she looked over her shoulder at the living sculpture made flesh. Her nipples were hardening; straining to escape their confinement and demanding that the rest of her body follow which her loins had no problem agreeing to. Risa admired her friend's freedom and seemingly lack of shame, but she couldn't do that, her upbringing would not allow her. Her mother would turn over in her grave if she dared do such a thing then get up out of the ground and ring her ears for her.
The sway of her hips was mesmerizing to Anais causing her to stare momentarily before her guest turned to face her.
"Aren't you going to close the door?" Risa said while she looked at everything but whom she was talking to.
"Come...a workout will do you good. Help burn off that nervous energy you have bottled up inside."
Taking Risa by the hand Anais led the way to the back patio where she had been working out.
"Is that what I think it is?" She said before they had taken three steps while pointing with her free hand.
"What do you think it is?" Anais replied with a smirk on her face halting her stride to linger at the entrance to the television and entertainment room for a moment.
"One of those Sybian machines..." She said without preamble as she saw the four carved glass dildoes standing on end and arranged in order of length on the low table in front of the flat screen television. Slipping free Risa marched into the room, spun on a sneakered foot and stood facing the nude woman with her arms akimbo.
"What is that?" She said, referring not to the intimate items of pleasure but to a photograph hanging on the wall above them.
"Looks like a breast to me; what does it look like to you?" Anais muttered in a low voice, stepping a few paces into the room and mirroring Risa's stance.
"Whose is it?" She asked again turning now to look at the black and white poster sized image.
"Mine. It took forever to get that shot...fuck Eddie might still be working on it if I hadn't threatened to leave his house and drive home."
Anais had sauntered over beside the fully clothed woman to look at the picture again, her breasts jiggling the slightest bit with each step.
"Who is Eddie...a boyfriend?" She asked looking at the lighter skinned woman with disgust evident on her face.
"Wouldn't call him a boyfriend, just a guy I used to fuck." Anais replied shrugging her shoulders as she did so.
"So I am assuming you are bi?"
"I prefer to think of myself as pansexual."
Starting towards the open archway Anais called to Risa as she went.
"Come on we can talk as you work out."
It was the nude woman's turn to look over her shoulder at the other person as she added a few more words with a grin.
"Unless you'll rather stay here and play with all the toys." She did not change her stride as she spoke already reading that Risa was a very conservative person.
"No I am coming with you, but I have to ask...what is a pansexual?"
Risa followed the tight muscular ass through the house as she listened to Anais' response.
"I am turned on by all sexes."
"That's what I said, a bisexual."
Turning and walking backwards for a few paces Anais immediately asked a question of her own.
"What are you? A Christian."
Risa halted in her stride as if she hit a wall.
"You say that like it's a bad thing."
Anais continued her backward walk for a few more short steps before she too came to a halt.
"I didn't mean it like that...it's just that in my experience those of religious persuasions tend to be limiting in their views."
"What do you mean by limiting?" Risa persistent not willing to let it drop just yet.
Anais took a deep breath and exhaled loudly before she began to speak again.
"In this particular case you see the world as divided into simply females and males while I am willing to at least agree with if not completely believe in the idea that transgendered people should be thought of as different sexes...thus four not two."
"What?" Risa nearly shouted in disbelief. "Four sexes...there are only two types of genitals, pussy and cocks...two sexes."
Anais gestured for her guest to continue with her to the back patio.
"Are you willing to agree that the brain can have a sex? If you are not, then there is no point continuing this topic."
"Yes, I will allow that...but I am not a doctor." She stated as she passed through the open sliding glass doors and saw Anais's workout area for the first time.
"Neither am I but look at it like this...at the moment of conception the sex is determined right?" The lighter black female said moving further away from the doors and waited until she got a nod before she continued her argument
"And between then and when the baby is born a whole bunch of stuff must happen in the right order and the right number of hormones and the right type. All kinds of crazy things can and do happen. Who is to say it isn't possible?"
"So does that mean you agree with gay marriage?" Risa asked as she lowered her backpack and slid into the chair of the Bowflex machine beginning to do some leg extensions.
"Doesn't matter what I think...it is against the law to discriminate on the basics on sexual orientation. It is wrong if I do it and it is wrong if the government does it...maybe more so."