After my usual gym workout I puttered off to the locker room. After drinking 64 ounces of water in 60 minutes I’ve learned it’s a good idea to give some back before leaving. Makes the 15 minute drive home seem not quite so --pressured.
Upon entering the locker-room on any given day, it’s pretty much a sure thing that you will see one or two women in different stages of undress.
Calm down, boys. It’s not what you think. The locker-room is not riddled with buff , toned, tanned cover models. I’m sure they’re there at one point during the day, but not at 7am with me.
Nope. My crowd is more of the Senior variety.
They call them Granny Panties for a reason.
I’m not sure if these women buy these things 3 sizes too big on purpose of if they really were designed to have the waist sit right under their boobs.
There’s the 80-something Indian woman who slips into her flowery one-piece swimsuit. The least she could do is tuck her granny panties up into the swimsuit. Maybe the layered look is in now.
There’s the little Asian woman who showers with her bra and underwear on. The shower stalls have shower curtains. But she prefers to leave hers wide open. Whatever. Maybe it’s just convenient for her to do her laundry and shower at the same time.
But Today-- there was a NEW show in town!!!
I came around the corner into the locker-room and there, right in the middle of the common area stood this woman. She was probably mid 30’s. She was using one of those wall mounted hand dryer things. But this one was mounted above the head, to be used as a hair dryer, I guess. She stood there with her hands in her hair, fluffing and rotating.
And she was not in the least bit shy.
She happened to rotate to face me as I entered. Our eyes could have met. If I could have gotten mine off her plump dark breasts, with large darker nipples.
(hers were twice this size, but I liked the picture. Use your imagination. QUICK !! before Tom sees it and steals it !)
I tried not to stare. Honest.
I don’t think I need to tell you what naughty thoughts popped into my mind as I approached her. Shame on me.
Shame on her ! LOL She made no attempt to rotate away from my view. It was almost as if she wanted me to look.
As I passed her I managed to get my eyes high enough to look at hers, I smiled and politely said ‘good morning’.
She was still there when I came out of the bathroom. Her arms still up, her hands working her hair, making her full black globes look oh, so delicious.
I went to the sink area to wash my hands. I conveniently picked the spot which gave me the best mirror view of her. Well, DUH !!!!
I could see that she had a almost full muff. Not unkempt, just full. It was obvious she kept it neat, she just preferred it fluffy I guess.
I washed my hands….and my naughty, dirty mind, and turned to leave. As I passed her she turned to face the wall. She was kind enough to give me a nice view of her ass. And a nice ass at that.
This woman taunted me. And she haunted me the rest of the day.
Now I think back and wonder “what if?” You read the erotic stories of chance meetings of strangers. How they happen upon each other and wind up entangled in each other for a hot steamy sexy tryst? Most of us can only dream of something like that happening, if even just once in a lifetime.
Maybe if it were in a less public place? Would I have the balls to actually initiate something like that ?? I hope I do !!!
Tee Hee. I am SOOO naughty !!
**DISCLAIMER: This girl probably could have cared less about me. LOL She was probly just very confident in herself. Why she was drying her hair naked in the middle of the room is a mystery. But hey, it worked for me !!
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