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 Acquisition 2/38 (BDSM, NC, WS, VOY, HUM, FF, M+/F) by Headhunter

   Pam came back to Bess' house that evening after feeding her family and
making sure the girls had their homework done.  Bill was watching a ball
game on the TV when she left her home and crossed the two backyards to
Bess'.  Pam knocked on the sliding glass doors on Bess' patio and let
herself in.  She heard Bess in the basement working out on some of her
exercise equipment.  She called down a hello and walked to the laundry room
to do Bess' workout clothes the way she wanted them.  After the washing
machine was running Pam walked down into the finished basement to see if
there was anything else she could do for Bess.

   Bess was sitting on a weight bench in one corner, lifting a dumbbell
with her left arm over and over.  When she saw Pam she stopped, dropped the
weight, and walked right up into Pam's face.  "Are you fixing your mistake
from this afternoon?" she growled.  Pam was surprised by her neighbor's
attitude and with a meek voice replied, "Yes, Bess, I told you I would."

   "Good!  Now sit down on this bench with me Pam.  I want to talk to you
and I want you to listen carefully." Bess took Pam by the arm and firmly
led her to the bench and sat her down.  The diminutive Bess remained
standing so she would be in a superior position to the much bigger Pam. 
Bess held her breath for a minute and in measured words she began talking
to Pam, her insides were fluttering but she controlled her nervousness. 
This was it, the beginning of making Pam understand how important she was
to Bess and how important Bess was going to be to Pam from now on.

   Bess started by saying that no matter what, Pam needed to know how much
Bess loved her, how special Pam was to her, and how Pam had been her savior
over the last two years.  She talked about what a wonderful family Pam had
and how she wanted Pam to think of her as part of her family, a very
special part.  Then Bess, using the information she had learned about Pam's
personal life and her psyche, began to explain how truly unfulfilled Pam's
life was and why.  Bess twisted and used all of Pam's hidden fears and self
doubts.  Doubts planted during her childhood and those that existed today.
She ended her talk by saying that she "Bess" hadn't been helping Pam.  She
knew that Pam needed direction and she hadn't been giving her the direction
she needed.  That was going to change.  Bess would help Pam by taking away
all of the self doubts and decisions that were so difficult for her.  Bess
would be telling her exactly what to do.  Wouldn't that be wonderful.  No
more doubts.  Pam would have Bess to answer all of her questions, to take
care of all of her self-doubts.  Pam could surrender all of those difficult
parts of her life to Bess.  Bess would help her, guide her and love her. 
Bess would help her, now she would become Pam's savior.  Also Pam would
help the lonely Bess to become the person she needed to be.  Pam would help
her in so many ways and through it all, even the most difficult times, they
each would know that the other was truly loved.

   Bess ended her speech and stroked the hair of the silent Pam.  Then she
cupped Pam's chin and gently pulled Pam to her feet.  Bess placed her arms
around Pam's waist and hugged herself to the older and bigger woman.  After
a few moments with Bess holding her breath, not knowing what would happen,
she felt Pam's arms awkwardly wrap around her and she felt a warm drop
splash down onto her cheek.  Pam was crying, and Bess knew that she had a
new world to explore with her neighbor.

   "Its OK my love," cooed Bess, "I'm here and you never have to worry
about anything again.  I will help you and we are a team." Bess held her
neighbor and nestled her head on Pam's fleshy maternal chest.  Holding her
like this, Bess realized how out of shape Pam was.  She would have to do
something about that, but now to begin exerting her will over the wife and
mother.  "OK!  Enough of this Pam," said Bess sharply, "lets go upstairs
and I will show you exactly how I want my laundry done." Taking Pam's hand,
she led the still dazed woman up to the laundry room.  Bess knew that there
were a lot of things that they would learn together, and the close human
contact of holding Pam had made Bess realize how much she had been missing
physical contact with other people.

   Every day for the next two weeks Bess told Pam when to come to her
house. Pam was always on time.  She directed Pam in cleaning and cooking.
Very close supervision.  Even though Pam did a good job with all of the
tasks assigned to her, Bess would always find some little part of the chore
to correct or have done differently.  Pam eagerly did what was asked.  When
the job was complete Bess would praise Pam and usually gave her a hug, pat
on the head or peck on the cheek.  Pam slid very easily into the role of
Bess' maid and general gopher.  Soon Bess began having Pam pick up things
at the store for her when she was coming home from work Toward the end of
the two weeks Bess began making more demands of Pam.  She would call and
ask Pam to run to the store for her late in the evening, or do some laundry
late at night when Pam should have been getting to sleep.  Pam responded
and Bess gave her more and more positive reinforcement.  Even to the point
of buying little gifts for Pam.  Items like a new book carrier, scented
soap or a nice dried flower arrangement.  She would give these items to Pam
after telling her to do something that required some effort on Pam's part.
She would also hug and hold Pam while she told her what a good job she had
done.

   Pam fell into this role easily and found her time with Bess as relaxing
and enjoyable.  She felt needed and good about herself when she was with
Bess.  She knew exactly what to do with Bess there were no self doubts.  It
was nice to have a time when she didn't have to be running a classroom or a
family.  Even though she worked hard for Bess is was a mindless comforting
activity that made her feel good, especially when she was praised.  When
Bess complained that Pam hadn't done something right, she tried her hardest
to do it perfectly the next time.  She wanted Bess' approval.  Bess had Pam
tell her about activities of her daughters and Bill.  Bess would tell Pam
what a good job she was doing with them, but occasionally she would tell
Pam to handle some family event a little differently.  Later Bess would ask
if Pam handled it like she told her.  Pam always said she did what Bess
suggested.  Soon Pam was asking Bess how she should handle some little
event at home or at school.  Bess always told her firmly what she should
do. Having these little instructions from Bess made Pam feel better and
Bess could tell that not having to make a decision was easier for Pam.

   One Sunday, Bess had Pam skip church to mop her kitchen floors.  Bess
told Pam that she had gotten her a little gift that would give the two
women more time together.  Pam smiled with pleasure at Bess, who was
sitting in a chair drinking coffee while Pam finished scrubbing the floor
on her knees.  "Oh!  Bess, what did you get me?"

   "Let's go down stairs to the basement gym and I'll show you," replied
Bess pulling Pam from her knees and leading the docile housewife to the
basement.  A gaily wrapped box was soon unwrapped and a leotard workout
suit was displayed.

   "Pam, you never get any exercise except chasing after kids and taking
care of your family and ...  me.  You know how important exercise and a
healthy body are to me.  I want us to work out some together.  I can help
you get into shape.  You know that exercise will make you feel great and
give you a lot more energy.  So I am going to set up a routine for you.  It
will be so much fun.  Now don't thank me, its the least I can do for you. I
will work very hard to help you, you know."

   Pam was speechless, she had never been into exercise, but admired her
friends fitness.  She had a doubt for a minute but when her friend smiled
up at her, she just accepted the idea, "I guess you're right, Ok, what do I
do?  Help me do this Bess."

   "Oh, I will.  First lets try on your exercise outfit.  Strip off your
dress and try it on."

   A shy Pam was unsure.

   "Oh!  come on," reacted Bess, "Pam you've seen me in only my panties. 
Of course unlike you my little breasts don't need a bra.  I'm built like a
12 year old boy.  Let's see if it fits.  I took the size from the height
weight scale.  You're 5'8", right?  So the ideal weight is 125 lb.  for a
5"8" tall, 30 to 40 year old woman." Not waiting for Pam, Bess began
unbuttoning Pam's dress.  "Ok, you stand still.  I'll do this," said Bess
with authority.  Pam finally began to move, but Bess growled, "You just
stand still.  Like you agreed Pam I am taking charge of exercise for you.
It's for your own good." Pam slipped easily into following her friends
orders.  Soon her dress was off.  Pam stood in white cotton panties and bra
with white socks and sneakers on her feet.

   "Oh my Pam this won't fit you.  You must weigh more than 125 pounds, you
really do need exercise and a diet.  At least the fat on you is layered,
not cottage cheese cellulite.  How much do you weigh?"

   An embarrassed Pam said, "145 pounds." She was blushing under the
critical eye of her friend.

   "Well let's make sure." Bess led Pam over to a scale in the corner and
pushed her on it.  Pam tried to get off the scale but Bess said, "Stay
there." Soon both women were looking down at the scale's dial.  It read 150
pounds.  Bess grabbed Pam's arm hard and pulled her roughly off the scale.
"I am doing all this work for you and you lie to me Pam.  You know how
important health and fitness is to me, you must never, never lie to me. 
Understand!"

   Bess saw Pam's eyes well up, " I...  I...  I'm sorry."

   "Pam you never have to be embarrassed about your body with me.  I am
going to help you do what I say and we will have you in great shape, but
since it will be such hard work for me I expect you to do exactly what I
say."

   Pam simply nodded her head in shame.

   "I didn't hear you Pam."

   "Yes Bess, I'll do just what you say."

   "Good!  now let's set some goals for you."

   Bess pulled out a large piece of construction paper and thumbtacked it
to the wall.  On it she wrote in big letters "Pam's Goals By The End Of
School." Under it she made a row for the 12 weeks until school ended.  Then
she made columns for "Weight, Bust, Waist, Hips." Finally at the bottom she
put a box labeled "Calories per day."

   "OK lets see what we have to work with Pam.  Stand still."

   Bess filled in the box of week one under weight "150".  Under the weight
box of week 12 she wrote 125.  Bess then grabbed a measuring tape and
wrapped it around Pam's soft middle.  The tape read 30 inches.  Bess wrote
that under waist week one.  "Damn Pam," Bess scolded, "how could you let
yourself go, you make me embarrassed to be seen with you as much as I'm
into fitness.  Now I know why you lied.  I think a waist goal of 26 inches
is reasonable.  After all you have had two kids so a perfect 24 is
unrealistic."

   Next came the hips.  Week one was measured as 40 inches the goal became
37 and a smirk about having to "work your ass off" was made by Bess. 
Finally Bess simply said, "Take off your bra Pam." Pam hesitated and
blushed.  She hadn't been naked in front of anyone but her husband for
years.  "Now, Pam, you little baby, I'm not kidding."

   Pam slowly reached back, But Bess impatiently reached first and almost
tore the bra from Pam's body.  She should get used to me stripping her,
thought Bess.  Pam blushed and held her hands over her breasts.  Bess
looked at the label of the bra.  It read 36-C.  On the chart she wrote 36-C
in Bust Week One box, then looking at Pam wrote 36-D on the last week. 
"This is the only part of your body that is even close Pam.  Let me
explain. Stop hiding your tits and I'll help you understand." Bess slapped
Pam's hands away from her chest.  Pam winced at the slap and of the use of
the crude word "tits".

   "Look how they sag.  I know not working out and nursing two babies can
hurt.  But there is a lot that can be done to shape you up.  Part of your
exercise routine will be weight and muscle training.  These hangers can be
firmed way up.  But that will increase muscle mass in your chest and your
tits will stand out firm and proud.  That, with the extra muscle, will
increase your cup size." Bess pulled off her shirt to expose her breasts.
They were no bigger than some men's, topped with small pink nipples.  "If I
didn't lift weights I wouldn't even have this little bit of boob.  Wow,
Pam, were your nipples always that ugly brown color?"

   Staring at her neighbors little muscular torso Pam replied, "No they
used to be pink like yours, but for some reason they discolored when I
nursed the girls."

   "Well we need to get to work, lets have a stretching routine today so
when we start for real tomorrow your muscles won't be so sore." Bess walked
up to her friend and hugged her hard.  She reveled in the touch of skin
against skin.  While she didn't think she was gay Bess enjoyed being
enveloped by the fleshy folds of her friend's arms.  "God, it has been so
long," she thought to herself.

   Pam was surprised to be holding a half naked Bess, but somehow it seemed
natural and she knew that everything would be all right.

   Bess had tossed Pam's bra onto the floor.  Rather than make a scene Pam
followed Bess through a strenuous stretching routine on a plastic mat on
the floor.  Soon Pam was breathing hard and sweat began to appear on her
body and run between her boobs.  Bess wasn't even breathing hard, but she
was watching the sway and bounce of her friends breasts.  Pam's white
cotton panties became wet with sweat and while not transparent, a brown
pubic hair shadow appeared on the white material.  Bess thought, "If I can
get her in shape she will have a very sexy body."

   After 15 minutes of stretching Bess said, "OK, we had better get a
shower." Not wanting to push Pam too far, Bess continued, "You are really
sweating so you go first." Bess picked up Pam's discarded dress and bra and
her own shirt.  She led her neighbor up to the second floor, to the master
bathroom.  It was wonderful leading Pam around with her only wearing
panties.  And she herself was naked to the waist.

   Pam had wanted to put her clothes back on, but Bess had picked them up.
So she shyly allowed herself to be led up the stairs.  It felt funny and a
little exciting to be walking around almost naked in Bess' house.  She even
felt a not unpleasant shiver run through her body as if she were being a
naughty little girl.

   Bess led Pam into the bathroom, looked at her for a moment then left. 
Bess left the door open and busied herself in the adjoining bedroom
stealing glances into the bathroom.  She saw her neighbor start the shower,
sit on the commode to pull off her sneakers and socks and then stand and
peel off her sweat soaked panties.

   While Pam was behind the curtain showering, Bess entered the bathroom
and grabbed the discarded panties.  She took them to the laundry and tossed
them in the hamper.  Back in the bathroom Pam was finishing her quick
shower and looking for a towel.  Bess entered carrying a large plush terry
cloth towel.  "Here let me help, you are probably a little sore." She
opened the towel wide and wrapped it around the naked Pam.  She helped dry
the housewife, then she pulled off her own clothes and stood naked in front
of Pam for the first time.  "Why Pam you're blushing, that's cute." Then,
before Pam could react, Bess hugged her tightly, both women completely
naked.  Bess whispered, "I love having you here with me," and then she
jumped into the shower and pulled the curtain.  Leaving a still damp and
somewhat confused Pam standing motionless.

   When Bess exited the shower she asked Pam, who was standing in the
bedroom still wrapped in a towel to help dry her.  Pam did with stiff
motions.

   "Bess, Bill and the kids will be home from church.  I need to go make
them lunch.  I'll come back later to do some laundry OK."

   "OK, Pam.  By the way your panties were so sweaty you can't put them
back on so I put them in the hamper.  You can wash them later.  You could
never fit into a pair of mine, so I guess you will have to run home without
a pair on."

   Bess noticed an uncertain look from Pam.  "Goodness it's only 100 feet
and you will have your dress on.  It's not like you are flashing the
neighborhood."

   Pam got dressed and left, but the coolness of her exposed genitals under
her dress felt funny and like before, a bit naughty.  "Bess was so much fun
and such a good friend," Pam thought to herself as she entered her back
door.

   ****

   Over the next two weeks the exercise and weight training routine took
Pam to Bess' house Monday, Wednesday and Friday evenings and Sunday
afternoons.  Also, Bess had written a strict diet for Pam to follow.  It
became hard for Pam to keep her special diet and the rest of the family
meals straight so Bess began planning the entire Henderson family meals for
Pam.  Bill and the girls didn't know it, but their neighbor had taken
control of not only their wife and mother but also many aspects of their
life.

   On the first day of Pam's exercise workout she had arrived at Bess'
house in an old sweat shirt and sweat pants.  Seeing how her student was
dressed, Bess immediately told Pam to strip to her panties because she
needed to see how her muscles moved and reacted to the exercises.  To make
Pam feel more accepting of this Bess also stripped.  The two women went
through a 1 and 1/2 hour routine of lifting weights, stretching and even
jogging on a treadmill.  Bess particularly enjoyed watching Pam's buttocks
and breasts bounce and jiggle as she jogged.  Bess was very patient with
Pam, showing her the correct form and process on each of the several
exercise stations set up in her basement.  Finally, as before the two women
would walk to the upstairs bathroom and take a shower.  They would help dry
each other afterwards.  Pam would usually return home without her sweat
dampened panties.  On other days Pam would spend some extra time at Bess',
doing the cleaning and laundry.

   On the first night of the second week of private exercise class Pam
entered the basement to find Bess already hard at work on a weight bench.
To her surprise Bess was completely naked.  Her skinny body was laying
backwards, feet on the floor while she lifted a weight in each hand.  The
position completely exposed her vagina to the surprised Pam.

   Bess looked up and ordered, "get out of those things and get started on
your stretching." Pam removed her clothes but standing in her panties next
to the floor mat she was unsure what to do.  She glanced over at Bess who
was looking at her hard.  Bess flicked her eyes from Pam's panties to the
pile of her other clothes.  It became evident to Pam what was expected. 
They had seen each other naked in the shower, so Pam simply shrugged her
shoulders and slipped her panties down her legs.  As Pam began her
stretching exercises on the mat, some of which left her very exposed, Bess
walked over and began correcting some flaws in Pam's efforts.

   "I have shown you these exercises for a week.  I expect you to do them
right.  You know Pam I have been too easy on you.  We will never make your
goals unless we do this perfectly.  I am not going to let you fail at this
like you have failed at so many other things.  I have loved you, given you
gifts and spent a lot of my time helping you.  Maybe you are one of those
people who responds to negative reinforcement rather than positive.  So
from now on during out workouts I am going to use the "stick" rather than
the "carrot".  Maybe that will get you motivated to do this right.  OK! 
You have stretched enough.  Move to the leg curl machine." The leg curl
bench required that Pam lay on her stomach and hook her legs under a
weighted bar.  By curling your legs up the machine exercised calves,
hamstrings and buttocks.  Pam put the proper weight on the bar and began
doing the exercise.

   "I've told you to keep you thighs pressed to the bench for maximum
benefit of the exercise.  This will help you remember." Pam heard a loud
smack and immediately felt a sharp pain on her ass.  Pam shrieked and spun
on the bench looking towards the movement .  Bess looked down at her with a
smug smile.  She stood naked, her breath ragged and she held a Ping-Pong
paddle in her hand.  "Lie back down and do the set right this time." Bess
pushed Pam back down on the bench.  "Start again" After the third pull on
the bar another hard swat fell onto the tender ass of the naked housewife.
Pam finally got through the exercise with only two more hits.  Bess pulled
her to a bench press exercise station.  Here Pam was lying on her back and
she was relieved that her bottom was now out of range of Bess' paddle.  The
exercise worked her arms and chest.  No blows fell but when she had
finished Bess said, "yours arms were not held straight enough and you
didn't lower the bar all the way to your nipples.  Get up and bend over the
bench so I can help you to do it right next time.  "

   Pam got up and with tears in her eyes begged, "Please no, Bess.  It
hurts, I'll do better."

   Bess pushed her down so she hung over the narrow bench, her ass high in
the air.

   "This is to help you Pam.  From now on if I tell you to 'assume the
position" this is how I want you, understand?"

   "Yes, but please...  "

   SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK

   Pam was crying openly.  "OK, up, and quit your bawling.  Lets go do the
leg lift exercise."

   During the rest of the workout Pam was paddled 10 more times.  The worst
was at the end, when she was jogging naked on the treadmill and Bess
paddled her several times to speed up.  By the end of the workout Pam's ass
was a bright pink and Bess reveled in the power of disciplining her older
neighbor.

   "Ok Pam, let's see how we have done.  Its time to fill in our goal
chart." Pam was weighed and measured.  She had lost 5 pounds during the
week.  There was no difference in her hips or bust measurement, but she had
lost almost an inch on her waist measurement.  "Not bad Pam, but it will go
slower from now on.  There is always a big weight loss at the beginning of
a diet and exercise routine."

   "Now lets go upstairs and shower.  Upstairs there is no paddle.  It
stays down here to help motivate you."

   Tonight the two women walked through the house completely naked.  Bess
led the still quietly sobbing Pam into the kitchen and poured her a glass
of ice water.  "Here my pet, you need to replenish your fluid." Pam drank
the water greedily.  The two women stood in the dark kitchen naked until
Pam regained control of herself.  Then Bess led her to the shower and for
the first time she got in with Pam.  Under the hot needle spray Bess held
Pam tenderly.  Then helped the sore Pam by scrubbing her back and legs. 
When she was done she turned away from Pam and said, "Love, wash my back."
And Pam did without saying a word.  The soft human touch felt wonderful to
Bess as Pam ran her soapy fingers in circles on the thin and wiry back.

   The two women dried each other gently and Pam prepared to leave.  Bess
picked up Pam's clothes.  She handed her friend her shoes and her dress. 
The panties and bra Pam had worn were tossed by Bess into the bathroom with
the wet towels.  Since Pam had been naked during the workout her
undergarments were clean and dry.  "Pam wear only the dress tonight, enjoy
the feel of your improving body, enjoy the feel of freedom."

   In a daze Pam walked home.  Her breasts swaying unrestrained under the
bodice of her dress, the cool night hair tickling her pubes.

   Bess watched her from the window and smiled.

   ****

   The next day was to prove to be a watershed in Pam's and Bess'
relationship.  A troubled Pam went over to her neighbor's house after
school to do some chores for Bess.  It was not a workout day.  While she
was doing some laundry that included several sets of her own white cotton
panties, Bess came into the laundry room.

   "Bess...," Pam began, unsure of herself, " I...  I'm not sure...  not
sure about..."

   "Stop right there, Pam," replied Bess, sensing that she might loose
control of Pam.  That couldn't happen.  Pam had become the central figure
in her life, she had to completely dominate her.  She couldn't lose her or
she would be truly alone.  "I understand your confusion and apprehension,
Pam.  Let me help you understand better.  Let me explain why you need me,
need us."

   Without giving Pam a chance to voice her feelings Bess imposed herself
on the unfulfilled middle-aged housewife once again.  Bess explained that
Pam had never been "just Pam." She had at first been her parent's child. 
Then, for a brief period, a college student controlled by schedules,
assignments and professors.  Then a wife and finally a mother.  Bess went
on to explain that all of Pam's relationships were not Pam's choice, but
relationships controlled by the labels child, student, wife and mother. 
For the first time Pam was having a relationship with another person, a
friend, that had nothing to do with what was expected of her.  A
relationship just for her own fulfillment, of her own choosing.  It was
understandable that it was happening now at her age.  Her parents were
dead, her husband was well established and her children were getting old
enough to be OK without her for large blocks of time.  If she hadn't gotten
married right out of college, Pam would have been her own person then. 
Because of the choices she had made in her early life this was the first
opportunity for Pam to be herself.  After all, didn't she enjoy and look
forward to their time together?  Didn't her friend Bess give her freedom
from all of the decisions and labels and expectations that had been pushing
for Pam's entire life?

   Pam saw the sense of it.  It was true, she was free for the first time.
Bess hugged Pam and thought to herself, "I hit the nail on the head except
for the part about me.  Very stupid, Pam.  I am just another in a long line
of controls on your life.  I give you the illusion of freedom, but I am the
most controlling of all." Bess smiled and breathed relief, the danger was
adverted and Pam was drawn in even tighter.

   When the chores were over Pam was sent off to pick up her girls and do
some family shopping, from a list that Bess had prepared for her.  As she
went out the door Bess said, "Pam, I'll see you tomorrow, and I am going to
have a wonderful surprise for you.  You are so wonderful." Then Bess added
in an authority filled voice, "Make sure you are on time."

   The next evening, after a very normal day for Pam, she headed across the
yards to Bess'.  She left her family, telling them that she was visiting
her friend and having an exercise work out.  Bill and the girls were not
surprised.  In fact, they were happy for the wife and mother.  Pam had
never had many friends and Bill was glad that Pam was getting out.  They
were aware of the diet and exercise, and were glad.  Unwittingly they
encouraged Pam, not knowing the real extent of the abnormal relationship
between the two women.

   Bess was waiting for Pam when she arrived.

   "Right on time Pam, I'm glad you follow instructions so well.  Now for
my big surprise.  Come upstairs before our work out and I'll so you."

   Bess led Pam up the stairs, but rather than going to the master bedroom
Bess directed Pam to the door of what was a spare room.  Pam knew that when
Bess' husband had left her he had taken some furniture.  The spare bedroom
furniture was some that he had taken.  Pam knew that the room had been
empty and unused over the past two years.  On the door was a beautiful hand
painted sign.  It read "Pam's Private Room".

   "Pam you need a place just for you.  I don't need this room so I'm
giving it to you.  Its empty now, but we will have so much fun decorating
it.  You will be able to get away from everything in here.  This room can
be your refuge.  You can do or be anyone you wish in this room and nobody
will care.  There are no rules for you in here."

   Pam hugged Bess, "Oh, this is wonderful Bess, I can just get away from
it all in here."

   "Yes, and other things." Pam had not picked up on the double meaning of
Bess' words.

   After looking at the empty bedroom Bess said, "Time for our work out."

   As the two women walked together Bess noticed some wet footprints from
Pam's shoes on the floor.  She spun and looked at Pam.  "This house is kept
spotless, you know that.  From now on we will take our shoes off at the
door.  Go take your shoes off and leave them at the back door where you
come in." Pam dutifully complied then rushed to catch up to Bess who was
already almost in the basement.  Once in the basement exercise room Bess
stripped off all her clothes and handed them to Pam.  "Hang these up in the
closet love, you can hang yours up in there as well." Then she dropped to a
mat and began stretching out her wiry muscles.  She watched Pam disrobe and
when her completely naked and vulnerable neighbor started back to the mat
Bess said, "Pam, pick up the paddle on that table over there, and bring it
with you."

   The nude 37 year old was worked hard and the paddle was used often. 
When it was over both women were bathed in sweat; Pam from her hardest
workout yet, Bess from the erotic experience of slapping the voluptuous ass
of her innocent neighbor with the paddle and on two occasions her bare
hand.

   The women showered together and when Bess rubbed a soapy wash cloth over
Pam's reddened ass she winced in pain.  After they toweled dry Bess said,
"lay on my bed for a second Pam, I need to take care of something.  Pam
laid down and Bess leaned over her and squirted some cooling lotion onto
the fleshy buttocks.  With her strong fingers Bess rubbed and massaged the
cream into the prominent orbs of ass flesh.  The cooling effect of the
lotion caused Pam to give an involuntary sigh.  Bess took her time and
rubbed the ass, lower back and thighs of Pam.  She reveled in the feel of
the yielding soft skin bulging between her strong fingers.  At one point
she felt Pam give an involuntary shudder.  Then Pam was off for home.  Bess
gave her the several pairs of white cotton panties she had left over the
past few days.  Pam thanked Bess and pulled on her dress.  She didn't
bother to put on any of the undergarments.  Bess smiled at her and
whispered, "Bravo, love" Pam slipped on her shoes at the back door and ran
across the backyards to her home.

   "My energy level is up.  This diet and exercise stuff really works," Pam
thought as she slipped into her own home.