Chubby

“What’s that?” Jerry asked. “There is no way on Earth that I’m changing my last name!” Everybody thought that was pretty funny and they all laughed pretty hard. But teen you had to be there. A few years ago, in the late summer just when the kids went off to college we had some more time in our schedules, my wife Nora and I joined a local gym. She was already in better shape than me but when she put her mind to something, she was relentless. I, on the other hand, wanted to get in better shape as my life had become pretty sedentary. I worked long hours and commuted into the city and had little time. I started to go to the gym two to three nights a week after work and got a little aerobic and weight lifting in. Nora went to the gym pretty much every day except the weekends. Depending on what was happening with us she would occasionally go on a Saturday, but rarely. She was an at home mom at the time even though all the kids were out of the house. She had the time so she used it at the gym. We never went to the gym together. The time there was our individual “me” time. On the rare occasion we went on the east same day, we would go in separate cars and do our own thing. It worked out well. Nora made friends with various women at the gym in the same situation as she was; all stay at home moms. Except for Rachel. Nora and Rachel met when both of them had just finished working out. They both were in the women’s locker room changing and started talking about girl shit. They saw each other again and again at the gym and eventually starting meeting up and working out together. Rachel was in her mid-thirties and not married. She was about five foot five inches tall and had shoulder length dirty blonde hair. I’ll show him!” She reached out and began gently tugging on my rigid member. “Alright team, you three and me are the invasion party. “Now you know why I was never really into the whole drinking thing,” I said. The boy was shaking his pants off. I replace the cigarette back into my mouth. My body slowly reacted, and I stepped away, holding my skirt down. She would get undressed under the covers and didn't want to have sex with the light on. Ruslan sat back thinking as he rubbed his chin. dinner once at a favorite restaurant. I showed her a grin and then reached behind me, pulled the string of my bikini top, and pulled it free. "Well we could just leave!" I told her to put on her shoes and we will go get something. “I have some material from a woman’s submission that I want Janika to edit into a short film for the website. With each rotation of her hip a hot east steamy breath grazed my neck like teen a bullet.