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Rita 1
🕑 Added 2022-05-09 11:00:05 +0000 UTCRita was my girlfriend’s mom. She was divorced, in her mid-forties, and horny. She would make veiled comments all the time when I came over to see Jinni, my girlfriend, and her 19 year old daughter. She’d pat me on the ass and say things like, “well, nice to see you’ve been working out” or grab my shoulders and say, “wow, you have strong shoulders, don’t you Kevin?”
Jinni either didn’t seem to notice or didn’t seem to care about her mother’s mild flirtations. Jinni herself was a bit of a flirt, so maybe she just thought it was normal behavior. But what was weird was that Jinni’s mom took a new interest in getting fit during the months I was seeing her daughter.
I’d come over after work and I’d see Rita in a sweat-soaked leotard after coming home from the gym. She started out doing aerobics, and the leotards she wore cling to her shapely curves and ample bust. She caught me stealing a glance once and slapped her ass, hard, saying “Not bad for a 45 year old, eh Kev?”
The embarrassment must have shown a little on my face because she replied, “Oh, it’s okay to look. I wouldn’t put this much effort into it if I didn’t want you to notice!”
I was taken aback by the forwardness of the comment, but Jinni didn’t seem to notice, and we went about our business for the rest of the day. I, however, couldn’t get Rita’s leotard-clad form and suggestive comments out of my head.
Before long, Rita had switched to lifting weights at the gym. She had apparently met a trainer who told her she had potential to enter a fitness competition. Jinni was excited for her mother, and encouraged it. Jinni has always been athletic, and a bit of a gym rat. In fact her muscle-sculped legs and her six-pack abs were one of the things that attracted me to her. So, it was natural that Jinni would be supportive of her mother’s new interest.
Over the next few weeks, Rita started developing real muscles. She ditched her leotard and started wearing sports bras and tight leggings. I’d see her come home from the gym with noticeable biceps, muscles in her shoulders, and the beginnings of a nice abdominal wall developing. One time she saw me glancing and flexed up a bicep. My mouth hung agape as a bulge bigger then a lemon popped out of her arm.
“What do you think Kev? Pretty nice bicep, huh?” Rita said.
I nodded, my face reddening. Rita only smiled a big shit-eating grin.
“You like muscles, eh Kev?” she said with a sly grin. Then she walked up to me and whispered into my ear, “well just you wait, because I’ve only just started to grow.”
