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She must have been new to the gym. She blithely walked into the men’s locker room with her gym bag and opened a locker. Honestly, you would have said something if you could, but you were speechless. She was really one of the most beautiful women you had ever seen. Slender, toned body, luscious tits and the face of an angel. God! What a vision. A thought flitted through your mind; it’s not like the locker rooms here look very different from one another, the only difference is that they are across the hall from each other. In fact, you’ve made the same mistake before, absentmindedly. Grinning, you think back to the many lovely female bodies just out of spinning class in various stages of undress. Of course, you beat a hasty retreat. But right now, you are where you should be, as you watch her stretch a bit then sit down on the bench. There is no one else in the locker room. You love it here this time of day. It is always deserted. |
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You’ve decided it’s time to step up your workout routine a bit. Weights have been good to you, but you feel like you want to add something in. Perusing the options at your local health club, you spot an aerobics class in a time slot that is perfect for you. Generally, you avoid such things like the plague, but it strikes you that aerobics classes are usually filled with women, and that can’t be a bad thing. You sign up for the next class. You almost don’t show. It is raining cats and dogs outside, a real thunder boomer. You sit in your car outside the club, trying to decide whether to go in, or just head home. Well, you have made it this far. You get out, get drenched and head into the aerobics room. |
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You met her at the bar last evening. You couldn’t believe it when she walked up to you and asked if you’d like to buy her a drink. You know that you are far from a hideous troll, but this girl, well… As you look her over again standing in your living room, you have to admit she’s a ten, and she knows it.
She was wearing a mini skirt with a top that showed off all of her curves, especially those amazing breasts, and you tried hard not to stare. You agreed to buy her a drink and waved the bartender over.
Surprise number two: she orders a Shirley Temple.
Apparently she’s used to surprising men, since she turns with a sly expression and explains, “I don’t need a drink to have fun. I live my life with no excuses.”
Surprise number three: She may have a brain inside that gorgeous head. You weren’t sure what you did to deserve this sort of luck tonight, but you fervently hoped that you managed to keep doing it.
Witty banter turned to deep conversation and back as the night wore on. She never seemed quite ready to leave, and you certainly didn’t mind. Taking a cue from her, you were light on the beers, so you could hold up your end of the chatter.