After Her Workout

"A new workout turns into something more…"

I hear her come in through the front door. I put down the dishes I'm washing and turn the corner into the apartment hallway. There she is, standing there. A drawstring bag in one hand, her keys and a water...

“Why am I doing this?” she asked herself as she tried tomake the tiny bikini bra she was wearing cover her ample breasts. She was standing in the small dressing room at the gym, trying her best to cover up...