Hi, my name is Jen, I am in my late 30's, about 5' 5", 110, very healthy and fit, toned body with 34 C natural breasts. I have always kept up with my fitness and really enjoy doing it.
At the time I had been married for 4 years, and my husband and I had 1 child. We now have 2 children. We were both very busy...my husband worked all the time so we did not get a lot of family time together let alone having any alone time for intimacy or anything like that. Since getting pregnant with our first we had drifted sexually, rarely being intimate with each other. I think that is mainly due to having to take care of our child 24/7 and me not feeling like I had any personal space, so the rare times I had time and space, my last thought was giving up my space to breath to have sex. When we would have sex, I would love it, it just never makes it into my mind as something I was needing in my everyday life to want to engage with my husband. But it's something I definitely enjoy.
Our son was not in school yet, so I was taking care of him full time while also trying to do what I could to work and help support our family as a personal assistant. I had been a personal assistant/secretary for many years before meeting my husband and had been very good at it. Once we had our first child, I had to look for more flexible work in the late afternoon/early evenings as a personal assistant since most office jobs were 9-5 which I could not do. We needed the money so I needed to what work I could get. I was very good at what I did, and my clients always loved the quality of my work.
Even though my husband and I were both working as much as we could, we were still struggling financially, which was a situation I hated being in.
Fast forward a bit, I had gotten pregnant with our 2nd child, and about 6 months after he was born my husband started asking me questions. This was because our baby did not have common attributes of either of us, mainly the hair color which was blonde. Neither of us were blonde and the only one we knew in our family tree with blonde hair was my great grandmother (thankfully). Once I saw our child was born with blonde hair and blue eyes, I knew my worst fear had come true....
Now back to my story, I only had 1 client, he was very nice, around the same age as me, well off financially, and married with young children as well. He was even decent looking. I had been cooking for him for over a year at this point, so we were friendly with each other and often talked casually about non work-related subjects.
One night around 5pm I came to his beautiful house to finish up a project he had me working on. He invited me in usual, but what was different this time was he was alone. Normally at least his kids would be there and sometimes his wife too.
Everything was like it usually was except as our normal brief conversation was ending, he did something different. He knew I had a lot of experience practicing yoga and he had been working on improving his flexibility. There was a particular pose he could not get down, so he asked me to come into his workout room so he could show me the instructional video he was using and to see if I could give any tips or insight as to how he could improve it.
I didn't think anything of it at first, I was happy to help him if I could, so I followed him. His workout room is spotless! Looks brand new like it was never used! We walk in and he turns on the video to show me the way the instructor is teaching him... as soon as I saw the video, I couldn't help but smile and let out a small laugh.
I continued to watch as an attractive, fit woman probably in her mid-late 20's wearing tight pink leggings, and a matching tight pink sports bra doing the exercises.
Then he smiles and chuckles a little saying
"What's so funny? She seems to know what she is doing" he says.
He laughs some more.
"You're such a typical man." I say with a laugh.
"So this was the best video you could find hmm?"
"Well, it doesn't hurt that she is nice to look at. It's not like she is naked or anything. she is wearing normal workout clothes. I mean just look at what you are wearing" he says with his hands on his hips.
I immediately start to blush in embarrassment realizing how foolish I am. I wish I could just disappear right now. I am wearing purple leggings just as tight as hers, and though I'm wearing a sports bra, I am wearing a loose tank top over it, but I get his point. Then I realized I mostly wear leggings, but I know I'm not consciously doing it for anyone but me, they are just comfy though I can see why someone might think otherwise.
"Well, this is embarrassing" I say with an uncomfortable laugh.
"Let's just focus on the stretching" he says with a laugh, knowing he got me good.
I snap out of it and watch the video some more, noticing an important one missing that definitely helped me.
"Here, try adding this one called standing wide legged fold." I said and I started to show him.
I closed my eyes, breathed deep as spread my legs and feet wide apart, bending over, bending my arms, and placing the palms of my hands on the floor, holding it for about 10 seconds before hearing him say.
"This is great! Maybe you should have made a video for this." As he laughs.
Still holding the position as it felt good and reminded me, I missed doing these stretches regularly.
After hearing him say that I start thinking of the video again and how he most likely picked it to stare at her body while he was doing the exercise.
