Home Gym Part 2
Joe E Hartley
August 2021
Vicky returned home after a very satisfying pasta dinner with her new neighbor, Stan.
After giving up on ever finding a fun partner, she was amazed to find a possible playmate right next door of her new home. Most of the men she'd met while working acted as if she would happily support them, and after she retired, she met another group of men who thought she would make a good nurse for them. Stan appeared to be different. He was self-sufficient and appeared to be healthy.
She only had a small pension from her previous employer, but it was enough for her to move out of the city and her expensive apartment. She chose a sleepy little neighborhood where she could just pursue all of the hobbies, she never had time for while working.
She looked forward to taking up jogging and breathing in the fresh air. She never felt safe jogging around the city after work or early in the morning and she neither had the space for a treadmill in her apartment, nor could she afford one. Here she thought about trying an early jog out in the clean crisp morning air, maybe even talk Stan into joining her.
She liked what she knew of her new neighbor and not just what she saw of his naked body. She liked that he did what he could to stay in shape without turning into an exercise nut always trying to show off his physique.
He seemed intelligent; she had noticed the books he had on a bookshelf in his living room and he could cook something that was worth eating instead of just warming up a prepackaged meal. He had shown an interest in her, but did not overdo it. She liked the way he looked at her, as if she were sexy.
It wasn't that late yet and she had little in the house in way of food. She decided to check out the local store. She knew it was only a few blocks away, but if she decided to buy all she needed, it would be too much to carry. She hopped in her car and drove the four blocks to the small store.
Vicky found the corner market surprisingly well stocked with a variety of frozen foods as well as fresh produce. She filled her cart and accepted the help offered to load her car.
It took her about a half hour to decide where items should go since this house did not have a pantry. She thought she might acquire a bookcase to act as a panty for her cans and dry items.
She treated herself to a glass of wine before bed while she planned out the exercise program for Stan tomorrow. She also made sure she had fresh towels in the bathroom, for his shower after. She looked forward to that; she liked looking at him too. She again checked out her spare room for mats, blocks, straps and anything else she thought she'd need to get Stan started into aerobic exercise.
Vicky woke up feeling refreshed, and energized after a good night's sleep. She prepared her morning smoothie and put on a pair of shorts and a simple Tee followed by her walking shoes. She wanted to walk a bit around the neighborhood and verify it was as safe and boring as she'd thought.
Vicky enjoyed her hour long walk and only spied one of her neighbors cutting a few flowers from her front yard. Vicky said hi and introduced herself. She chatted a bit with the elderly woman. She found that the woman rarely left her house, but her grandson came over almost every day to spend the day with her. Vicky wished her a nice day and continued on her walk.
She arrived back home and prepared for Stan's arrival. She had not exerted herself at all and felt no need to shower. That could wait until after her aerobics workout.
Just before 10:00 Stan rang Vicky's doorbell. She answered the door and was very pleased to see him wearing the same outfit he'd worn yesterday for the weight training. She enjoyed seeing him in the skimpy tank top a lot of body builders' wear.
She led him back into her spare room and had him remove his shoes. "I normally don't wear shoes for these exercises and stretches," she instructed.
Stan removed his shoes and took the position on the mat as Vicky instructed. Stan then started to run in place as Vicky directed only to be told to raise his knees higher. She had him slow down so she could adjust his form, then had him speed up again. After 60 seconds of this Stan felt he had just run a marathon only to find out they were just getting started and that was just the warm up.
Vicky followed up with side punches. She demonstrated this exercise several times but Stan was not understanding. Vicky then had the brilliant idea of positioning his body the way he had hers yesterday; it had the added benefit of allowing her to fondle him as well.
She had him relax and allow her to move his body. She positioned one leg back and one leg forward. She then twisted his torso and had him throw a punch towards the wall. She then reversed the position so he could throw a punch towards the opposite wall. Once he understood the motions and had done it successfully a few times she had him increase his speed.
Stan needed to sit down and catch his breath after that routine, but insisted that if she could follow his instructions with the weight training yesterday, the least he could do was do this aerobics thing she did.
Vicky felt sorry for him. Most men thought that aerobics were easy and not real exercise, she knew better. She had been taking it very easy on him since most people stiffen up as they age and moving like this can be very difficult. She offered him one she felt certain he knew from high school, jumping jacks, but told him only to do 5.
He did know how to do these and felt he could now show that he wasn't a wimp. Back in school he could do at least a hundred of these, 5 should be a cinch. He found that he was mistaken and almost lost his balance after the second one. Vicky called it a day and asked if he ever walked around the neighborhood.
She offered a walk as a way to cool down, but that they would only walk around the block. Stan handled walking much better and even offered to walk with her as part of the aerobics exercise.
Vicky laughed and agreed. "We now have a starting point for you and we will slowly increase the level just like you are doing for me with the weights. You may be surprised how quickly you advance."
The walk did wonders for Stan and by the time they returned to Vicky's house he could breathe normally again. Vicky offered him a drink she claimed would help revive him, before offering him a shower.
Stan gladly accepted her offer remembering their shower experiences from the day before. He stripped down and stepped inside the shower; he had not closed the bathroom door.
Vicky took advantage of the open door to step inside and chat with her naked neighbor while he showered. "Yesterday, I got to watch you work out while I rested. You haven't had the chance to watch me do my routine yet. How about after your shower you come on out, get comfortable and I'll show you the whole routine?"
Stan knew she was just making an excuse to watch him, but also liked the idea of watching her work up a sweat, "That sounds like a great idea. That way I can see how it is supposed to look. I'm sure you'll make it look easy."
