You'd love to mess with that perky little redhead but you decide instead to spend a little time getting to know the older woman in the shower. You quickly check the lockers until you find one that is unlocked and strip down until your large, firm breasts and slightly damp pussy are free to breathe. You toss your clothes into the locker, grab one of the complimentary bottles of shampoo, and head in to the shower.
You casually situate yourself in front of the shower right next to the older woman. You look over at her and smile and she smiles back. She has huge double D cup breasts that droop but still retain enough of their shape to be enticing and a pretty face with just a hint of age catching up to her (probably botox you giggle to yourself). The woman is carrying a little extra weight around her hips, ass, and stomach, but she's definitely no fat ass and you can see from her long toned legs that she probably is still relatively athletic. You turn the shower on but keep sizing her up. As she turns to wash her back you spot the neatly trimmed patch of dark brown pubic hair framing her delicious-looking slot.
You hear someone walk past the showers and glance back just in time to see the redhead walking out to the gym. You're alone with the woman, who seems to be taking her sweet time washing up. That's a good sign and it's time to take the initiative.
"Excuse me," you say sweetly, "would you mind washing my back for me?"
You hold the bar of soap out to the woman and thrust your breasts forward so she has a good look of the water cascading off your nipple. The woman hesitates for a moment and then steps forward.
"Sure thing hun," she replies, taking the bar of soap.
You turn your back to her and relax as she begins to run a soapy hand around your shoulders and the back of your neck. You groan appreciatively and lean into her slightly, her thigh brushing against one of your ass cheeks. She continues down your back, not missing a spot, before stopping just above your ass. You thrust back a little but you feel her hand start to move back up.
"Lower please," you say coyly.
The woman stops for a moment and then does something that takes you entirely by surprise...
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