It was not easy being so far from home. Julie had always enjoyed being married, having a home to which she could return after a long day at work. Being gone, even for a little while was difficult; but this time the trip was going to be 13 weeks. Three months of being 2,500 miles away from home. The thought of it made her want to cry.
While nation wide there is a nursing shortage, some areas are flooded. As luck would have it Julie and Ken lived in a city with no fewer than 4 nursing schools! Just her luck the hospital would choose to close her unit. Theoretically, there was a job for her, when it came right down to it, no job would work out. Try as she might, none of the local hospitals wanted to pay her for her 20 years nursing experience when there was a flood of young eager nurses willing to work for just over half of what her experience demanded. This did not matter to the various finance companies which held the mortgage on the home and the loans for the three cars, the boat and the numerous credit cards. In order to keep from loosing everything she took a job as a travel nurse to a large hospital just south of San Francisco.
The new job kept her busy, focused for 8 hours a day, but the trouble sleeping left her with over 10 hours a day to reflect on her family, her marriage and her priorities. All of the nice things they had bought, the big house, the boat, she would gladly trade them now to be back home. She had been married for 17 years. Over the course of the marriage her husband had grown fat and more interested in the Colt football team than Sunday afternoon sex. The hour long fuck sessions which had been all too frequent the first 10 years of marriage were replaced with cuddling for a few minutes before Ken rolled over and went to sleep. What had happened, what had gone wrong? Ken was a nice guy, despite the fact that his appetite for pizza and ribs had long ago exceeded his appetite for sex. His being out of shape had taken its tool on his sexual prowess. His diabetes had already affected his ability to maintain an erection. There sex life had devolved to her use of various sex toys while her husband talked played with her tits. Why were bills now what drove every aspect of their life? She had been in a rut, and now that she was away from it all, the rut had seemed to follow her.
Thank God for cell phones. With her nation wide plan, and the calling features at least she could talk to Ken on a daily basis. It was not Ken's fault that their sex life had dwindled. He was nice guy and she missed him. There is only so much to talk about and some how the conversation always turned to sex. Over the marriage Ken had brought up swinging and girl-girl sex from time to time. Julie had chalked it up to "spicing up" the marriage and never actually agreed to any sexual "funny stuff." Ken seemed to delight in kidding her about what she was doing in her free time. In his male mind, her being away from home for three months gave her a free hand to play the young single woman. She did not quite understand it. But she "went along" to keep Ken happy.
The stress was mounting, and she had to do something about it. It was her sixth week away from home when she noticed the YMCA on her way back to her little apartment after one especially long night shift.
"It would be so nice to work out and maybe sit in the sauna or hot tub." Julie thought to herself. "Too bad I did not bring a swimming suit or something to work out in." As if the city planners had thought only of her, she spotted a Target sign at the upcoming exit. "Why not!" She quickly checked her mirrors before changing lanes just in time to make the exit.
Within a matter of minutes she had picked out a swimming suit, shorts, tee-shirt, shoes and socks and returned to the 101 only this time headed south back towards "the Y." She walked into the strange lobby and was surprised by the number of people in the Y at 8 am.
"Is this your first visit?" asked the pretty college-age girl working behind the desk.
"Yes, but I am a member at the Indianapolis YMCA" Julie offered.
"I'm Brittany" Chirped the young woman. "Well then, you will need the deluxe tour! Tim, can you give a tour?" She said as she looked at a handsome dark haired man standing just behind her.
Tim eyed Julie up and down as he answered "No problem, one deluxe tour coming up!"
With that Tim led Julie from one room to another, pointing out the various machines and amenities at the fitness center. Julie thanked him for the tour and headed off to the lady's changing room. She found a locker and slipped out of her scrubs and pulled on her new shorts and oversized tee shirt. Lacing up her new shoes her mind flashed to the various fitness centers she had joined before she was married. Some of them were real meat markets, as much about hooking up as working out.
Julie found a Stairmaster® which gave her a good view of the bench presses. Before long she was lost in checking out the numerous men working out. These guys were sharp looking, professional types; the kind of guy who does not need to show up for work before 9 am, or maybe not at all. It was not long before hunky young stud-muffin casually strolled over to the bench press, adjusted the weights and straddled the bench before reclining and pushing the weight up off the bar. As he did, the thin material of his shorts fanned out revealing the outline of what had to be a seven inch penis, the head of which could clearly be seen up the leg of his shorts from Julie's vantage point. She felt her face flush as she gazed upon his man meat. She wanted to divert her gaze, she wanted to step down, turn around and move to a cycle on the other side of the mirrored room. But she could not move. She felt her body start to moisten, beyond the perspiration dripping from her forehead. Her pussy started to ache as she thought of the massive muscle under his short.
He got off the bench and flashed a wry smile at Julie. Had he known the show he gave? Or was she reading too much into a simple smile? Did he intend to give her a cock-shot? Had she been flashed, or had she peeped at guy just trying to have a work out before his long day at work. What would Ken think if he knew his "loving wife" had gotten an eyeful and more than for a fleeting moment? "Hell, Ken would applaud her for it and want to her a commentary" she thought.
She finished her 40 minute workout on the machine, trying to follow her fantasy fellow around the room as he finished his workout. Three other men found their way to the bench press across from Julie, but although she saw another somewhat smaller outline, she was not treated to anymore flesh.
