When you are so sore from having so much sex that your husband has to hold your legs up for you while he gets his freak on, it's probably not a good time to start a new leg routine at the gym.
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Apparently, Friday is jeans day for the staff at my gym. Does that seem weird to anybody else?
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There is this very buff, athletic woman at my gym. She has the body I want, and the body I wasn't too far away from back in the day. I respect and admire her. She's always at the gym, no matter what time I go, and she has the best workout routine. But I hate her a little too. You know? It doesn't help that she's also gorgeous.
We ran into her one day out and about. I pointed her out to my husband. Let's just say that he agrees with my assessment. If she was into it, I bet I could talk my husband into a three-way.
I saw her at the gym this morning. She was wearing a t-shirt from a doughnut shop.
That is just wrong. I must vanquish her now. I wonder if I could bribe the shop girl to sneak chicken fat and sugar into her morning smoothie.
And I wonder if she is ever sore from having too much sex.
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