I always go to the gym early in the morning before work. Some days I am completely alone, but this morning I noticed two women on the treadmills when I did my 30 minutes. I cut my workout short so that I could spend a few minutes in the steam room before I had to leave for work. It's very relaxing, and its helps get me in the mood to deal with my annoying customers.
As I headed for the steam room, I took a closer look at the two women. The first one caught my eye because she had huge breasts - had to be more than a DD, and their motion as she worked out on the stair-stepper was, well, mesmerizing. She had light skin, reddish hair cut above her shoulders, and despite the size of her chest, she was only about 5-4.
A few feet away from her was a slightly taller woman with tanned skin and long black hair. She had a much smaller chest and was working hard, jogging on a treadmill. I would guess she was in her mid-30s, and probably 10 years older than the first woman. Both had very toned legs and nice round asses. It was almost sad to leave such a fine view.
I went to the locker room and got out of my clothes, wrapped a towel around me and headed into the steam room. I poured some water on to get the steam going and took a seat on the third tier, in the corner opposite the glass door. I leaned my head back and relaxed, starting to get drowsy in the warm, moist air.
A few minutes later, the door opened and the large-breasted woman came in. She looked up at me and smiled, poured a little more water on the rocks and took a seat on the bottom tier in front of me, also facing the door. From where I was sitting I had an excellent view of her ample, towel-wrapped cleavage. This was a good day.
Not another full minute had passed before the dark-haired woman entered. I had not seen her face when she was on the treadmill, and now I saw that she had piercing, bright blue eyes. She also smiled at me, up in the corner, before pouring a large dipper of water on, and taking a seat on the bottom tier.
She was carrying a small bottle of oil, which she began rubbing onto her arms. I noticed that the woman seated below me was watching her. The dark-haired woman seemed very aware that we were watching her, but didn't seem to mind. She had a deep tan, and from the shape of her arms and calves I could tell she was faithful to her workouts. Watching her rub oil onto her arms, shoulders and legs gave me a warm feeling in my balls, and I was really hoping that I wouldn't get a full erection here wearing just a towel.
After a moment, she had finished everything that was not covered by her towel, but she didn't stop there. She looked directly at the other woman, fixing her with an unmistakable stare, and stood up, shedding her towel. She took two confident steps and stood in front of us, looking directly at the woman below me. She did not say a word.