The whole situation started several months earlier. It was early in the morning and Lacey had just made her coffee and put the bagels in the toaster when she heard the doorbell. She was confused, she had no idea who would be at her door this early. She went to the front door and opened it to see Summer with an upset look on her face.
"Can I stay with you?" She asked.
Lacey was silent. She was too confused with the situation try to comprehend what was going on.
"I'm sorry, its very early and I haven't had my coffee yet. What's going on here?"
"I broke up with, Brad," Summer told her.
"I see," Lacey replied and helped bring in her suitcases. That was followed by repeated trips to Summer's car to get more of her belongings that she managed to bring along.
They left everything in the living room while they went to have coffee and bagels while Summer explained everything that had happened to her.
Lacey and Summer were both personal trainers at a very high-end gym. That's where they first met five years earlier and became friends. Summer was very new to being a trainer, and Lacey was a few years into the job herself. She helped Summer in the beginning but it didn't take her long to become catch on and become one the gyms best trainers. The one lesson that Summer never seemed to learn, one that Lacey had repeatedly warned her about, was to not date the customers. Lacey kept warning her that it would lead to disaster, but Summer never seemed to learn. The first two guys she dated were constantly jealous because she had to wear a revealing gym attire while at work that often caught other men's attentions. The third one loved bragging to people about how he was banging the hot blonde trainer, and didn't seem interested in a real relationship with her. The fourth guy was married, the reason it ended didn't need explaining And finally, there was Brad; he was good in the beginning and that made her agree to move in with him after a few months, but as usual he eventually showed that he as just another asshole who didn't treat her right.
Of course, Lacey wasn't one to judge herself. She had broken a rule herself of dating co-workers or customers. Lacey was a lesbian, and she was always surrounded by attractive women keeping their bodies in shape. She had dated, or just slept with, numerous people she met at the gym over the years. It came to the point where new employees were warned about her, but sometimes that didn't work.
Summer was also warned about her, and Lacey did come on to her in the beginning. She couldn't help going after a cute blonde girl with a tight body and curvy figures. Lacey had a great body too, with dark hair, and medium size breasts. Lacey tried hard to hook-up with Summer in the beginning, but Summer kept turning her down. Eventually, Lacey stopped making passes at her and just enjoyed being friends with her. She still occasionally flirted with Summer, and of course she liked it.
"You can stay as long as you want," Lacey told her as she helped bring the last of Summer's belongings into the spare bedroom. "I could use a new roommate anyway."
"Thank you," Summer replied. "I promise I won't be in your way."
"You won't be," she said. "It's going to be fun. It would be nice to have a hot blond walking naked around here."
"I won't be doing that," Summer.
"Its just an option, no pressure," Lacey said with a grin.
"You're just the worst," Summer said laughing.
"I know," she said as walked out the door.
"Underwear, on the other hand," Summer said. "I do walk around in that a lot."
"You're such a tease."
"I know," she said smiling.
Over the next several weeks they got into a good groove of things living in the apartment together. They enjoyed just hanging out, going to work, shopping, going out to parties or other events together. They loved trading clothes, so much so that it came to the point where there were some clothes that they didn't know who it belonged to. Summer eventually began dating other men, never from someone she meets at work. She even brought over a few guys to spend the night at her place. Lacey didn't mind, she herself was constantly bringing women over to spend the night with her. Summer joked about how sometimes she was worse than most men when it came to women.
Lacey eventually toned down her flirtation with Summer. She only did it in a fun, friendly way, but felt that if she was going to stay with her, she needed to cut back a bit. It was hard for her, with Summer often running around in skimpy clothes, and on some occasion, she did walk around in her underwear but not often. They had seen each other naked at the gym locker room plenty of times, and on occasion when they were changing clothes in front of each other. She couldn't help looking at Summer sometimes, she was in awe of how gorgeous she was. She even found herself fingering her pussy to thoughts of having sex with her, but felt guilty about that afterwards. Her lesbian friends joked that it's a form of torture for Lacey to have a hot blonde running around her apartment and not be able to do anything about it. They were joking, but sometimes Lacey did feel that way.
But she decided long ago that she wasn't going to actually go after Summer. She knew that she was straight as an arrow. Also, she has long since stopped going after straight women. There were a few times she slept with a straight woman who just wanted to have a lesbian experience to brag about to their friends. In the beginning Lacey didn't mind because she got to sleep with them, but eventually got annoyed by their behaviors. Other times she got with straight woman who were fed up with men and wanted to something different, but that often got weird so she stopped that as well. The bi-curious girls weren't too bad, at least they actually considered they might like women, even when some of them realized they didn't.
So, Lacey had decided to maintain the friendship, she wouldn't go after Summer no matter what. She would just continue to flirt with her in the friendly way she usually does. Also check out her breasts when she gets undressed, but not make it too noticeable.
Then of course the situation took a crazy turn when the coronavirus outbreak began. For weeks people were frightened that it would be a pandemic, but like most people, Summer and Lacey had high hopes that it was all under control. Then finally, the state government ordered all non-essential businesses to be temporarily closed, and a gym was definitely non-essential. The gym gave all of its employees two weeks salary to help them out, but that was all they could do. But Summer and Lacey felt that they would be ok, despite everything. A friend of theirs set them up with a company that connects customers with online personal trainers that they could do from home over their computers. They could even do aerobics and yoga classes.
Even though they prefer to leave their apartment, they managed to have fun teaching classes online, and making money doing it as well. The only problem was for Lacey, being in confined quarters with Summer was finally getting the better of her. Before the lockdown, she hadn't been with a woman in nearly a month. Now being stuck with Summer, being in constant close contact with her, was making her a little crazy. She tried to push it off as just some minor crush she was having, she experienced those before. She thought all she had to do was make it until pass the quarantine and she'll be alright. After that, she would just get in touch with a booty call she hadn't seen in a while or call an ex-girlfriend she still had a good relationship with, and that would take care of her urges.
One evening when they were done with their classes, they sat down for dinner with some frozen pizza. They felt that they have been working hard with their classes and deserved to break their usual diets and just pig-out on some well-deserved pizza.
"That Rick guy called again," Lacey said then taking a big bit of the pizza slice.
"Didn't you block him?" Summer asked.
"I did, but I think he used someone else's account. I reported him."
"Good. Did he try to offer you money again to take your top off?"
"Of course," Lacey replied while giggling. "At least this time he offered more money."
"Last time he offered $50; how much was it this time?"
"$60."
They both laughed together.
"I figured lesbians would have the pleasure of not dealing with male assholes," said Summer.
