I met a friend who liked to jog on a local school's track early Saturday mornings before anyone else was there. This is back when our society wasn't so control-minded, and the locker rooms were accessible. This story is based on her experience one morning.
Episode 32. Saturday Morning Jog. (Based on a true story)
An attractive young woman, Jessie, in her mid-20s is running on a school's track. She wears a sports bra and nylon running shorts. The time is just past dawn. We hear her thoughts. "One more lap. I feel strong. Strong and athletic. And sexy. I wish Amy would run with me, but her dancing keeps her slender and strong. I love it when she dances for me. If she ran with me we could take a shower together. Like last night. She was so sexy. I'm getting horny, but now it's time to think about running. And being strong. And being sexy."
She stops and leans against a fence to catch her breath and stretches. She picks up a bag that was on the ground by the fence and walks to a building. She looks around her and then enter furtively. It's a locker room. We hear her thoughts again. "I like it that the college has its track and locker room open. It means I can take a shower after I run on Saturday mornings before I meet Amy for breakfast. And maybe for sex when everything goes right." She goes to the 2nd row of lockers and sets her bag on the bench. She opens it and takes out a towel and a tube of soap. She puts the bag in a locker and takes off her clothes. As she puts her panties into the locker, she hears the door open and close and 2 voices.
We continue hearing her thoughts. "No one else ever comes here this early. I don't think anyone would complain if I'm using the track. I wonder who it is." Jessie peeks around the lockers and sees two college girls, 20, one brunette and one blonde. undressing. "I miss my girlfriends from college. These girls look so young. And so delicious. Wow!" She sees the two girls kiss as they undress. "That's not what I expected to see. How can I get in on this?" The girls continue undressing and kissing and touching while she watches. She keeps pulling back when she thinks they're about to look her way, but they're too busy paying attention to each other."I can't just walk up now because they'll know I was spying on them. But I want them so much. I can't bear how horny I am now. I wish I were in the shower with Amy. I should just walk out there and tell them how I feel. They're lesbians, too. But maybe they're still experimenting. it might freak them out to find out I've spent more than half my life loving girls." The girls are naked now and each picks up a towel and a tube of soap off the bench. "They're going to come this way to shower. Is there a place to hide in here."
Jessie spots an empty towel bin near the open doorway to the shower and she jumps behind it. The girls walk into view, hand-in-hand, and into shower. They put their towels on a hook outside the shower. They go in and take a shower together. Jessie kneels on the ground and spies on them soaping each other with their hands, playing with each other's soapy breasts, kissing, and Jessie can't hold out and has to masturbate while she watches. When she has her orgasm, she moans and immediately bites her lip to keep quiet.
One of the girls asks the other "was that you."
