**
Ugh! They were at it again upstairs. Every night this week. The squeak of their bed and headboard had kept Hallie from falling asleep until late into the night every night so far this week. Not to mention the moaning of the woman. It sounded like she was getting it good. Hallie wondered how they had the stamina to keep this up so frequently.
They had moved in about a month ago and Hallie had not yet met them or even laid eyes on them. That's just how it went in a large apartment building in the city. People came and went. Although from the sound of things above Hallie, people came and came, and came some more. Hallie laid in her own bed staring at the ceiling, sometimes even creating an image in her mind of what was going on up there. What did they look like? What the hell were they doing to each other every night (and some mornings)?
This was Hallie's first apartment on her own. At 22 years old and recently out of college she had gotten a decent job in the city and moved into this place where she had lived for about 4 months now. A bit on the shy side, she was single at the moment but did have her share of boys in college. She had slept with 4 of them but they were just that, "boys." While Hallie enjoyed the sex and even the foreplay, these boys didn't quite give her the pleasure that seemed to give them. She wondered when she would meet a real man, someone to take control and make her cum, kind of the way her new neighbor was all the time.
Pissed off because she had a spin class early the next morning, Hallie finally was able to drift off to sleep, but not before her hand wandered its way down her young body and rubbed her damp pussy. She had gotten herself off with her fingers three times so far since they moved in upstairs, imagining that it was her getting fucked that hard and that well. She also found herself wondering how the woman looked.
While she only had one, admittedly drunken, encounter with a girl before, she never quite got that curiosity out of her mind. The one encounter was when her roommate had a friend visiting and they all went out drinking. Her roommate met a guy and took him home and that left the roommate's friend having to share a bed with Hallie for the night. They had all had way too much to drink and Hallie watched as the friend stripped down to her bra and panties and climbed into her bed. There was something about the way her ass shimmied out of her tight jeans and the matching blue undies and bra that made Hallie tingle a bit between her legs. Having what she felt were small boobs even though they were quite ample for her slim frame, she was obsessed with the size of this girl's big rack. Hallie wondered what it would be like to have big tits like that, that all the guys and maybe even the girls would stare at and want. And the truth was at that moment she kind of wanted to touch hers.
Luckily when the friend hopped into her bed, she turned and faced her, her big tits mere inches from Hallie's own chest. Hallie wore pajama pants as her roommate's friend clad in just panties reached over and tried to cuddle her for warmth. Hallie did not resist and it felt really nice but then the girl's hands started roaming Hallie's body, finding her chest and slowly rubbing her breasts through her t-shirt. Hallie couldn't tell if the girl was just really drunk, or if she was a lesbian, or if she simply wanted warmth but as her hands became more adventurous, Hallie brought her own hands to the ample chest of the friend and massaged her first pair of tits. They had felt amazing, soft like hers but way bigger. She felt a combination of jealousy and desire and she acted on the latter, squeezing and playing with the girl's big tits while scanning her eyes for approval or disapproval. Seeing only a drunken smile, Hallie pulled down the bra cup and licked the bare skin of her bedmate's left breast, the liquid courage helping her become more brazen and now she had her tongue exploring her cleavage and her nipples, slobbering over all of it while in return, the roommate's friend was now squeezing Hallie's tits and trying to free them, eventually succeeding. The drunk coeds took turns enjoying each other's chests until the effects of the alcohol knocked them both out for the night. Before passing out, Hallie had brought her fingers down to the girl's panties and remembered feeling warmth and wetness before nodding off herself.
When she woke the next morning, Hallie had hoped to finish what was started the night before but was disappointed and frustrated to see the friend already gone. She was off to visit some other girl and that was the last time Hallie ever saw her. She wished like hell that they had stayed coherent long enough for her to smell the girl's wet pussy, and maybe even taste it. These feelings were fairly new to Hallie at the time as she had only ever had boyfriends and hadn't ever experienced anything with another girl. Nonetheless, she wished she had the chance to try that pussy when she had the chance.
**
The buzz of her alarm jolted Hallie out of a deep sleep. The clock read 6AM. Already. Hallie groaned and climbed out from under her comfy and warm blanket and slid on her black yoga pants and a pink sports bra. She threw on a loose fitting white tank top over the bra, threw her blonde hair in a ponytail and headed off to the spin studio. The good thing was the instructor was hot, a 30ish year old guy with strong arms and a tight body. Hallie didn't mind having him to stare at for the next hour. There was also someone else she had noticed recently. Not a guy but a woman. An older woman. She had been at the last few classes and looked to be about 40. Hallie had never been with anyone significantly older than her but there was something about this woman that made Hallie stare at her at times during the class, and even wonder what it would be like to be with someone much older. She imagined they would definitely know a lot more than her and be way more experienced. They would probably go right for what they wanted and what felt good, without the games.
This new woman had black hair down past her shoulders, perfect smooth skin to go with what looked to be an amazing set of tits encased in a black tank top with what must have been a strong black sports bra underneath. She wore light blue yoga pants and Hallie could swear she could see the dark triangle of a thong underneath her tight pants.
Hallie couldn't decide if she'd rather the woman get on the bike in front of her so she could watch her from behind or if she wanted her next to her so maybe they would get to chatting. As she pondered that thought, the woman claimed a bike opposite Hallie facing her. Before she got on, she did a few minutes of stretching next to her bike and Hallie was treated to views of some seriously deep cleavage as well as a fantastic plump ass. This woman was exactly that, all woman, curved in ALL the right places whereas while Hallie knew she herself was attractive, she often wished she was better proportioned.
Class that day was rough, and occasional glimpses of the new woman's bouncing tits across the room helped Hallie get through it. When they were done, Hallie watched as the sweat glistened off the woman's tits, and as she dismounted the bike and stretched out, Hallie could see the thong much more clearly now. She felt a jolt of excitement in her own girly parts and wondered what that meant. She surely still thought guys were hot and was actively looking for a boyfriend in this fairly new city. But she also knew what she liked and knew she also had a desire to finish what she once started on a drunken night in college. That time it had been a sloppy drunk college girl. Hallie thought about how much better it would be with an older and more experienced woman. As the class filtered out and they headed to the water stations, Hallie found herself waiting right behind her new fascination and she tried not to stare. As the woman turned toward her, she smiled at Hallie and headed for the exit. Hallie was a bit disappointed when she saw the giant rock on the woman's well-manicured finger. She knew nothing would ever happen between her and the woman but seeing that she was married and likely very happily kind of sucked.
Normally Hallie would go do another light workout after spin since she was already at the gym but today she was tired and decided to just get her coat from the locker room and go home. As she started the three block walk home, she noticed another shapely ass sashaying ahead of her, waiting at the corner for the light to change. Hallie quickly realized it was blue pants woman from her class. She had never seen her walking this way but then again, she remembered she never went straight home after class!
The light was still red when Hallie reached the corner and she stood next to the woman trying not to make eye contact with her. Hallie was shy when it came to meeting new people and interacting with them, but she opened up and was quite normal and fun once someone got to know her a bit. Luckily for Hallie, the woman was less shy and turned right to her.
"Hey, tough class today huh?"
Hallie replied, "Oh yeah I was struggling to keep up most of the time."
"How long have you taken that class?" the woman asked Hallie.
"Every week since I moved here pretty much. I find it the best way to stay in shape. Plus the studio is right near my apartment."
"Well you certainly are keeping in shape," the woman smiled. Something a bit more than friendly about the way she said that and let her stare linger at Hallie's body, Hallie thought.
"And I live right by here too, so yeah I know what you mean about the convenience of it."
"Oh, where do you live?" asked Hallie, as they now crossed the road and were on the next block.
"I'm right there across the street, the brown building there." She pointed at Hallie's building.
"No way! That's my building!"
The woman perked up. "Oh? What unit are you?"
"I'm 3H," replied Hallie.
"Get out of here, we are 4H. Right above you!"
Hallie noticed she said "we" which confirmed she was in fact married and then suddenly it dawned on her. The squeaking bed every night, the moaning woman. It was spin woman! Hallie had lay awake so often listening to the woman getting fucked and wondering what she looked like and for the past few weeks in spin class, she was checking out the very same woman!
