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I went back to the Gym a couple of days later. I was still a bit down, and I was really unsure of what had happened with Josh. This time I went to the Gym alone, telling Josh that I couldn't take him every time I went, he would have to decide if he really wanted to go and if he was going to use it. It was too expensive to join and then not use.
This time I had water with me, and a towel in case I needed to shower after the gym, apart from that I was in the same outfit, my leggings, then my leotard and then my trainers.
It was raining a little, but the car park was again relatively empty, and I was able park near the door. I went to the thighs workout machine first, 'Abductor Work Out' I think it said on it. I put it on to the easiest resistance setting, I wasn't ready to strain anything yet. I sat down, deep ten deep breaths and then I started. Opening slowly then holding with my legs as wide apart as I could for ten seconds then slowly closing.
Sarah sat opposite and waved and mouthed a hello, I smiled and waved back. I was thinking of what Josh had said when he watched me, and I watched Sarah as she worked. Yes, as she moved her arms back, her boobs really did press out and her nipples became prominent. Fuel I guess for a hormonal teenage boys' imagination.
I managed to get to the end of my set of ten reps, no worse than the other day, and possibly a little easier, but marginal if it was. I stood and walked across to Sarah.
"Hello again Sarah," I greeted her. "Do you want to swap?"
"Hi Mica, yes, thanks." She gave my arm a little touch as she walked over to the Abductor. The machine that she had been on that I was about to use was the Rear Delt Fly. I have to be honest; I had no idea what any of these things meant. I am guessing they indicated a muscle name, but I didn't know. I sat and set the machine to low resistance; Sarah had set it quite high, far too high for me. I took a deep breath and I started.
Oh my goodness. I looked across at Sarah, and yes, as Josh said, as she pushed her legs wide it really did stretch her clothes and leave pretty much nothing to the imagination. Crumbs. No wonder my poor boy was beside himself. I did my set of ten and then I went across to a Leg Extension. You sit at the machine and use your shins to lift a weight by straightening your legs. Again, I set it to the lowest resistance, and started.
"Not got your son with you today?"
"No Sarah, today he is engrossed in his Xbox, I told him he could not come with me every time, once a week maximum, unless he gets serious and then we will think about a membership of his own."
"It must be nice to just get out and have some you time, you know, do your thing and not have to worry about someone else."
"Oh tell me, yes. Life is dull most of the time, and I've really simply festered since Paul, my husband, passed. Life can be a bit glum."
"Oh no, we can't have that. Let's get a coffee straight after, yes, let's." And she touched my arm again as she spoke.
"Okay Sarah, yes."
"Right Mica, catch you later." And she went to a machine that involved pulling levers down from above, goodness only knows what that machine did to what muscles.
I worked my way around the gym and I suppose I did about ten different machines in all. I was quite fatigued at the end, but I did feel good in myself though.
"Right then. Costa is just over there, or you can come to mine, it is the same distance, I live just in that little row of houses there." Sarah pointed to a row of terraced houses that were on the other side of the road to the gym. It made no difference where we went to me, except that Costa would end up costing me more money.
"Oh wow Sarah, that is so convenient for the Gym, come on, let's go to yours."
"You can leave your car here or drive it over to the other side of the car park and then we just cross the main road."
"We'll park over there," I answered.
We left the gym, and Sarah got in the passenger seat, and I drove us the short distance over to the other side.
We used the pedestrian crossing and then we were at her house. A middle terrace, small front parking area and a lot of pot plants. She unlocked and I followed her in.
"Right, Tea, Coffee, Gin, what would you like?" She asked, her hand gently on my arm.
"A coffee would be just perfect," I replied.
Sarah fussed with the kettle and pointed at a small sofa "sit, sit" she said. So I did.
"I couldn't help but notice," she said.
"Notice what?" I asked.
She came across with two coffees, handing one to me and then sitting beside me. She turned and looked directly at me.
"I couldn't help but notice you looking at me, earlier."
"Oh."
"Yes. It was exciting, watching you look down there, watching me."
"Oh, yes, well, yes, it was exciting to watch too." What else could I say?
"Did it excite you at all?"
"Well, yes, I guess it did." A lot actually, more than I had imagined it would.
"Have you ever?"
"With a woman? No."
"Would you like to?"
"I guess. It has been so long since anyone." I was not mentioning Josh.
She put her coffee down, took mine off me and put it next to hers, and she kissed me, gently, softly, her lips barely touching mine. I felt a hand trace around my boob, circling in, homing in, on my nipple. Oh.
I wasn't sure what to do, should I touch her like she was touching me? I tentatively placed my hand on her boob, my finger and thumb seeking her nipple and then squeezing.
"Let's go upstairs," she said, pulling away and standing. I guessed I knew that this was always coming, and by choosing her house over somewhere public, I had given my consent.
I followed her up. Her room was a mess of strewn clothes, underwear, skirts, dresses, yet an immaculately made bed. "Bed is important Mica, most important item in the house," Sarah said as she pulled back the quilt to reveal a spotless white silk sheet.
"I love feeling it, it is so sensual," she said rubbing it with the palm of her hands.
She turned to me, took my face in her hands, and kissed me, a more passionate kiss, mouth open, lips pressed, tongue seeking. I took the shoulders of her leotard and pushed them down her arms and down to her waist, revealing her breasts to me for the first time, revealing any woman's breasts to me for the first time.
Her nipples were bigger than mine, and her areola were only a slightly darker tone than her breasts. About a C cup, pert, and not droopy. I kissed her decolletage, then I kissed her right nipple, gently, my tongue dabbing as my mouth surrounded. She shivered.
She stepped back and pulled her leggings fully off, followed by her leotard, I undressed with her, becoming naked as she did. There was a small thatch of neat blond hair above her vulva; I had got rid of all mine, I was as naked down there as when I was born. She turned me around and pushed me back onto the bed, her face at my vulva, I could feel her breath as she blew up and down my valley.
Oh my. This was such an experience. Sarah knew exactly where to lick, where to suck, dab, penetrate, kiss. I thought I knew, but I didn't, I had no clue, Sarah was a maestro and she was playing my tune. I couldn't reach her, she was kneeling on the floor, I was sprawled on the bed.
"Come here," I gasped, "come here, this is too one sided."
Sarah pulled back, my body desperate for her to continue, she stood and looked at me.
"Scoot into the middle," she said and as I lay in the middle, she knelt next to me and straddled me, her vulva closing in on my face, her face closing in on mine.
I had managed to keep my hands free, and I eased her labia apart and inhaled as I moved my nose along her valley. Oh and what a valley it was. It had beautiful large inner lips, purple and grey in colour, folded like wafer thin ham, smelling of woman, her clitoris large and peaking from its hood, and her opening, oh what a sight. Slightly open, red on the edges and dark in the centre, like a deep abyss. I put my mouth over her opening and kissed, a full passionate kiss, my tongue diving, searching and tasting, oh what a taste, salty yet sweet.
"Oh my," I gasped as I felt my vagina penetrated, fingers, two, slowly entering, widening, stretching my vagina, a scratch of a nail against my little crinkle inside. It made it very difficult to concentrate on the matter at hand, or rather, at mouth. I ran the top of my tongue from opening to clitoris, and then the smooth base of my tongue back, that got a shiver and an 'ooh' from Sarah.
I wanted so much to please her, but it was so difficult to concentrate on giving her pleasure, when the queen of cunnilingus was working her magic on me.
And she was, oh my, she really was The Queen. I could feel those tendrils of electricity set off from my groin, seeking my toes, my fingers, my nipples and my ears. I could hear someone gasping, that was me. My breath seemed to falter, my back wanted to straighten my arms and legs needed to straighten, and then my whole body just exploded into a climax of pleasure tinged with pain and I just went rigid, my fanny clamped tight on her fingers, and I gurgled. I held, and then I collapsed back onto the bed.
