Mary pulled her legs back as she laid down on the mat, her music playing in her ears as she forced herself to hold the position such that her hips were turned up slightly.
Then she heard the door to the condo’s gym open and she pulled her head up just in time to see Jim come strolling in.
She blushed profusely as he locked eyes, then smiled, then stared right at her camel toe that was clearly visible through her thin workout pants.
She was about to say something when he stepped forward and beat her too it, “Looking good Mary.”
He finished just as he arrived and knelt down in front of her, his hand reaching out and stroking her tight apps, “Those crunches are really paying off.”
Her eyes rolled back into her head and she slumped back, resting her head back on the mat as she let out a moan… god his touch felt so good!
He hand didn’t stop at the base of her abs, but instead continued down until he gently rubbed her pussy through her pants and her whole body quivered.
The music in her earbuds suddenly changed and before she knew it she was repeating the words that filled her ears, “Rub my needy little twat baby, rub it like the slutty little whore I am!”
There were more words coming out of her mouth, disgusting, humiliating words that made her pussy twitch with excitement and wet with need.
She felt Jim stop rubbing her pussy and she raised her head just in time to see his hand coming down. It slapped lightly against her pussy and she orgasmed and cried out in pure passion.
When she recovered Jim was gone, her legs were twisted in a mess and the afterglow of the orgasm permeated her whole body. Then the music in her earbuds changed again and suddenly a confused look cross her face.
Hadn’t she just been practicing her stretches? Why was she covered in sweat? And why did her whole body feel so good?
She disentangled herself and got back to stretching, she wanted to do another hour at least to avoid her roommate Jim. He’d seemed fine at first, but lately she’d had a weird vibe from him.
Maybe it was time to see about moving out and finding another roommate.
A sudden shiver of fear crossed over her and she almost let out a whimper.
Then again, maybe the devil you know was better than the one you didn’t. Sure Jim felt a little off, but he hadn’t actually done anything… who knows what another roommate might be like?
In fact, maybe she’d been too hard on Jim, maybe she should show him some gratitude for being a reasonably good roommate.
She finished up her stretches and then started her crunches.
Well, she’d have to think about it and see, she was sure she could come up with some way to show him the right kind of gratitude if she decided to.
