Message-ID: <12328eli$9806191612@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/12328.txt> From: bioya61@aol.com (Bioya61) Subject: Mystical Workout (M/F) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-Id: <1998061916522500.MAA22925@ladder01.news.aol.com> MYSTICAL WORKOUT It's hard to recognize when life has begun to loose that sweet flavor of excitement and mystery. But, it sure seemed like I'd arrived at that point. The kids were grown and gone, the wife was gone too and just hazy memories of happiness remained. But at least I had my schedule. Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, the gym; Tuesdays and Saturdays, golf; and Thursdays and Sundays were actually free time. Life was full or was it? The days proceeded as scheduled until that wondrous Friday in June. I was at the gym at 10:00am, which was my normal time because it was empty and I had full use of the equipment. I'd just finished a set of leg extensions when a soft voice behind me said, "can I work in on this machine, please?" I got up and saw that the source of the inquiry was a beautiful woman in a white leotard. "Sure," I replied and moved out of her way to the next machine in my sequence. We continued to follow each other around the gym and smiled each time we exchanged positions on a piece of equipment. There was no conversation, no introduction and yet a kinship was created. I completed my routine and nodded to my new exercise partner as I headed to the men's locker room. Following my normal routine, I changed into my bathing suit and headed for the pool for my 25 laps and then, my reward, a half-hour in the whirlpool. I was up to lap 5 when I realized someone was in the lane next to me. A glance only showed a female figure in a white suit but I assumed it was my new "friend". Before long her strong strokes pulled her ahead of me and I settled into my normal repetitions. After 25 laps, I pulled my winded body from the pool and headed to the corner and the warmth of the Jacuzzi. I'd no sooner gotten comfortable when out of the mist, she appeared and now I had a better look at my vision. With a start I realized that she was the most beautiful yet mysterious woman I'd ever seen. Her age could have been anywhere from 30 to 50; her height could have been anywhere from 5'5" to 6'; every time I thought I could categorize her physical qualities, they seemed to change. Without even being prompted I began to speak to her. I found myself explaining how I came to the gym three days a week and what I did on the other ones. I told her of my family and my life in general and through all, she nodded and gently smiled but uttered not a word. When I was finished my disjointed discourse, she spoke. "You must relax and accept life for what it brings you each day. Life cannot be scheduled and planned; look to the unexpected." And with that she left the whirlpool. I was crushed by her departure. To soothe myself, I decided to spend a few minutes in the steam room and, grabbing a towel on my way headed straight there. Once inside the tiled room I realized I was still alone and dispensed with my bathing suit, wrapping myself in my towel. Stretched out on the top level, I was determined to relax and upwind. Without my sensing any other presence, I suddenly felt soft hands moving up my legs. I began to sit up but a firm hand on my chest pushed me back down. "Remember, the best of life is the unexpected" I heard. The hands were under my towel now and gently stoked my thighs. To my amazement, I realized that my penis was totally erect and pulsing. Now, lips followed the hands up my thighs and I felt my towel being pulled away from me. I kept trying to lift my head and see this mystery woman with whom I suddenly had this sensual relationship but all I could make out was an almost ghost like white figure. Her hands had reached my rigid cock and then moved on by up my chest settling upon my nipples. And now moist warmth enveloped me as I felt my organ being drawn slowly into her mouth. My body strained upwards and I could hear myself gasping for air. Now, a moan escaped; then another gasp for air. I had never been so aroused. I felt myself beginning to rise and my hands gripped the slippery slab I lay on lest I fall. A pressure was building inside me. From my nipples to my toes and back again my skin itself felt ready to explode. My orgasm was far beyond anything I'd ever experienced and seemed to last many minutes. And, suddenly I was alone; no one touching me, licking me or fondling me. But, a soft voice coming out of the steam; "never forget the unexpected is the fruit of life, share it with others." ENJOY LIFE!!!! Bioya61@aol.com -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>