windwater
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While I'm not against a nice looking female rear end, wrapped in black tights or short shorts bouncing in front of me as I pound on my machine-of-choice, I go to the gym to work out, not socialize or chat up the hot Moms. But there was one series of encounters, about 15 years ago, that are worth mentioning.
A stunning red-head, she was new and came in our old-fashioned gym looking like she ought to be "uptown." A stunning figure in her heels and skirt, the work-out attire was right out of the "Look at Me Please" catalog, and many of our mates were running into walls chasing a closer look.
The top was "tiny" by any measure, but the bounty it tried to hold was certainly not. The exercise of choice (hers and ours) was the Stairmaster, and while her form of forearms leaning on the rails was not conducive to a maximum work-out, it was indeed to persuading her DD's to violently swing back and forth under that top that was not near up to the job.
Having had some experience with this type, and not being bashful, I would offer a compliment on her vigor from time to time and 'not' pretend to not look. In a short period I would literally sit, under the guise of stretching, directly beneath her off to the side a bit, and she never gave a negative vibe, if fact, I truly believe that my attention was exactly what she sought and I was rewarded numerous times with a show of swinging breast meat that would do the best GIF thread justice.
Nothing happened beyond that, of course - but it was a gym, and I'll not forget the free show.
A stunning red-head, she was new and came in our old-fashioned gym looking like she ought to be "uptown." A stunning figure in her heels and skirt, the work-out attire was right out of the "Look at Me Please" catalog, and many of our mates were running into walls chasing a closer look.
The top was "tiny" by any measure, but the bounty it tried to hold was certainly not. The exercise of choice (hers and ours) was the Stairmaster, and while her form of forearms leaning on the rails was not conducive to a maximum work-out, it was indeed to persuading her DD's to violently swing back and forth under that top that was not near up to the job.
Having had some experience with this type, and not being bashful, I would offer a compliment on her vigor from time to time and 'not' pretend to not look. In a short period I would literally sit, under the guise of stretching, directly beneath her off to the side a bit, and she never gave a negative vibe, if fact, I truly believe that my attention was exactly what she sought and I was rewarded numerous times with a show of swinging breast meat that would do the best GIF thread justice.
Nothing happened beyond that, of course - but it was a gym, and I'll not forget the free show.



