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When Stacy and I met back in college, she was on the cross-country team and while I didn't play any sports, I did hit the gym several times a week and kept in good shape. We were a living picture of the all-American couple. I'm 6'2" and have blonde hair, which I keep rather short, and blue eyes and Stacy is 5'4", with thick blonde hair that reaches between her shoulders when it's not up in a ponytail. She'd always been lean back in school and once she graduated and wasn't running as much she did put on a couple pounds, but she was still healthy and it looked good on her. I think she was almost too lean back in school. School ended, I started my own contracting business and Stacy went to work as a teacher and then in a couple more years she became pregnant with our son Kyle. Everyone told us how perfect our child would be and it made me feel funny. It's not like Stacy and I are trying to populate the Earth with the Master Race.
Stacy put on some pounds during her pregnancy and I know she wasn't happy when they didn't just melt off. She did not go back to work and as a stay-at-home mom she didn't have much opportunity to get out and exercise, which is why I was encouraging when she wanted to start hitting the gym a few nights a week. I'd always told her I was perfectly happy with her after the baby, but I'll admit, part of me looked forward to seeing her go back to a size five. Three nights a week I stayed home with the baby and Stacy went to the gym and in less than a month she was seeing results. I asked what she was doing and she told me it was just a bunch of cardio, but she was also toning up, which meant more than aerobics classes. She did not get her runner's lean body back, which pleased me. Childbirth had some permanent effects on her body, leaving Stacy with fuller hips, a rounder butt and breasts that were at least a cup size larger. I now had the best of both worlds!
After a couple months Stacy had lost nearly twenty pounds and wanted to celebrate, so we got a sitter and planned a night out. Also, I bought her a slinky new dress to show off her hot new bod. Stacy was very appreciative and we were all over each other like horny teenagers all night. Our sex life had improved since she'd started going to the gym, but that night was incredible. Stacy peeled off the dress, doing an impressive little striptease, to show off some new lingerie she'd bought for the occasion. When we made love, Stacy was on top, something she'd been a bit shy to do in the past, and even encouraged me to take her from behind. Sex with my wife had always been great, but now it was something special and I wondered if she'd hit that mythical sexual peak I'd always heard so much about. She was approaching thirty.
Afterward, we lay in each other's arms, sweaty and spent and I had to ask, "Honey, don't think I don't love it, but I've got to wonder what's gotten into you. Ever since you started going to the gym you've been a lot more sexual."
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Posted: 2007/8/13 20:29 Updated: 2007/8/13 20:29 |
Lusty Librarian's Pet   Joined: 2007/8/8 From: Posts: 235 |
 Are we missing the end of the story? It seems to end mid-sentence.
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