I returned home from taking my step brother to the car dealership and took a long nap, recovering from the mind-blowing orgasm he had given me in my car earlier that day. When I awoke, I found my Mom and step father already home from work and cooking dinner together in the kitchen.
After a quick shower, I joined them. We shared stories of our day (minus the wild part!) and laughed as we sipped on a glass of wine. Kent walked in through the garage, sweaty from a workout. I have to say he was looking fine all bulked up and solid.
"Can you show me some of your workouts tomorrow?" I asked in an innocent voice.
"I start at 8:00am sharp." He said with a smile as he went off to shower before dinner.
That evening we again laughed and enjoyed each other's company before finally heading our different directions to bed. That night I dreamed of fucking Kent and woke up to find my fingers in my pussy. Laughing to myself, I played with my clit until I came hard on my fingers.
The next morning, I awoke and looked at the clock. 7:40am and the parents had already left for work. 'Perfect timing!' I thought to myself as I hopped out of bed and selected my workout outfit, which consisted of nothing more than my bright orange running shorts and matching sports bra that zipped in the front. Once dressed, I looked in the mirror. I then unzipped the bra about half way down to allow easy viewing of my ample cleavage. Satisfied, I pranced down to the garage.
"I'm ready!" I announced as I strutted in. Kent was already well into his workout, his muscles pumped and on display as he wore only a pair of shorts. He looked at me and took a deep breath when he saw my barely clad body.
He proceeded to show me various exercises and how to perform them. I did mostly what he told me to do but took every opportunity to torture him by either sticking my ass or tits into his face at every opportunity. I couldn't help but notice the growing bulge in his shorts. Only this time he didn't bother to try covering it up.
"Okay, come on over to this preacher curl stand." He instructed. After adjusting it to the height of my waist, he told me to lean my stomach against it, spread my feed about shoulder width apart, and handed me a pair of 5-pound dumb bells.
"These are called seagulls. I want you to lean slightly forward across the stand and raise the dumbbells up and outward like you are flapping your wings. Hold them for a second at the top, then lower them back down in front of you. That is one rep. You will do twenty reps to a set." He said as he backed away behind me and started counting.