There was a routine to her day and she hated the constraint of it. This was what her life had become and she had dreaded it at twenty and now she had meekly acquiesced. A compliance made more bitter by the trappings of middle class respectability that bound her to a narrow social claustrophobia. There had been many attempts to break out, flirtations with freedom but the kids and her husband's emotional blackmail held her back.
She was bored and frustrated and needed to exercise, get this nonsense out of her system she thought. After everyone had got up and headed to work and college she changed into her gym gear. Her lycra tops and shorts enhanced her figure, and that was OK, cheered her a little. getting in her Audi she looked across the street and the couple opposite were saying their usual passionate goodbyes. For some reason that irritated her. It was common knowledge in the street that while he was at work, she had men round. He wondered if she should tell him and dismissed it immediately.
Arriving at the gym she warmed up on the treadmill and did a circuit and looking in the mirror she was pleased that despite her age she could still cut it in the gym. The door of the gym opened and her neighbour from across the street walked through. There was almost a gasp of surprise as she had come in with another man who she didn't know who playfully patted her neighbour on the arse. This show of affection disturbed her and she angrily dismissed it blaming her middle class pretensions. She upped her exercise rate while chiding herself for being judgmental. Her neighbour Jenny waved in recognition when their eyes met and it was clear that she was unaffected by any embarrassment.
She finished her circuit and decided to swim and a sauna. The heat of it was fantastic and she could feel the cleansing of her pores in the shower afterwards. A trip to the gym always made her feel great. Taking her towel she headed back into the main body of the changing room where Jenny had appeared. They both smiled and engaged in some small talk. Jenny had been in the shower also and was gently toweling herself dry making no attempt to cover her nakedness and almost making a display of it as she talked.
As jenny talked on an on, it was almost as if she was coming on to her, especially the way that she caressed her breasts, rubbed them. She tried not to stare but compared to her breasts Jenny was large and despite her own trim figure she had always liked the idea of having bigger tits.
Jenny seemed to like drying herself and she when she had finished that, her underwear was put on. It was sexy and seemed to reflect the woman it adorned. She was jealous of her and the memory of her supposed lover patting her arse increased that feeling.
When the two women had finished Jenny said. "Are you going straight home? Only I could do with a lift, Todd's going straight on to work."
She could scarcely refuse her request even though she wanted to. They left the gym together and she got in the Audi as Jenny gave Todd a peck on the cheek and joined her a few seconds later. The journey was short and was punctuated with small talk and an invitation to Jenny's for coffee. Unable to think of an excuse she consented and she went with Jenny after she parked the car in her drive.
The house was tidy and well-furnished and reflected a modern suburban style. Taking in her surroundings she followed Jenny to her large kitchen and chit chatted away. Suddenly Jenny blurted out "Todd's nice isn't he? He fancied you I could tell." She was unable to speak and blushing she mumbled something, and finished that off with a question.
"How do you know him?"
"He's an ex workmate, he's more of a fuck buddy actually" The next sound was an exasperated splutter as she try to contain the shock. It was hard made worse by the next sentence out of Jenny's mouth. "My husband knows, he has his little affairs and I have mine. We're very open like that." Again her response was a few Ers and Ahs, as she could think of nothing intelligent to say. Jenny took this as invitation to discuss her domestic arrangements. Her and husband had met at college, become lovers and experimented wildly, group sex swinging everything. She felt appalled and shocked as Jenny announced the scale of her sexual exploits but there was something else too gathering in her mind too. A feeling of jealousy that woman was loved and had been loved by lots of men. Jenny ploughed on and she listened with a growing sense of excitement about their lovers and adventures, which began strangely to arouse her. Jenny got up suddenly and the phone rang necessitating a change of direction. She bumped into her and in doing so her hand grazed her breast and she coloured red as Jenny quickly picked up the phone.
"Hi Todd" she answered and began a conversation and it was clear that she was speaking louder than normal as if to make her feel included. "Yes my neighbour, the one from the gym, she's here, yes the one with the nice arse you want to massage you dirty bastard" It was too much, too liberal, and too exciting hearing herself described that way so freely. Jenny finished the conversation with a blown kiss and putting down the phone looked her straight in the eye. "He's definitely got the hots for you"
She felt she had to answer her. "Wouldn't you be jealous?" As it was coming out of her mouth it sounded stupid, and she said so straight away. Jenny smiled and just said, "If it makes you feel better, I can watch." She needed to get out of there sort her feelings out, get away from this assault on her middle class moralities.
Making some excuse she said thanks and got up to leave. Jenny said "I hope I haven't upset or shocked you"
The answer came from the heart, "I am a little shocked, but not upset. I've just not met anyone like you before."
