Go See Ms. Helena

“I wouldn't want to be rude.” I smiled and looked around the living room reliving I had no clue where the gym was. While I wouldn't say my house was small it was no where near the size of this place. My eyes darted from wall to wall as I tried to get my bearings in the large house and I felt lost in the unfamiliar layout. The expansive living room stretched before me with multiple doorways leading off in different directions.

“Which way is it?” I smiled as I looked back at Mrs. Mona and scratched the back of my head as my brow furrowed slightly as I admitted my confusion as my eyes dared around the living room as I was not sure which way to go. My gaze swept over Mrs. Mona's curvaceous form as she stood before me in her sports bra revealed a hint of her deep cleavage as it stretched across her full breasts while her tight white yoga pants clung to her wide hips and thick thighs accentuating every contour of her lower body.

“This way dear.” Mrs. Mona's full lips curled into a smile and she nodded with her head as she walked ahead of me to show me the way. I couldn't help but smile as I watched her walk in her yoga pants as she lead me through the house. Her plump ass swayed enticingly as she walked ahead of me and her yoga pants hugged every curve of her wide hips. The fabric stretched taut across her round cheeks as they jiggled slightly with each step as the bounce of her plump glutes sent the faintest ripple through the tight fabric as her hips moved in a smooth, sensual rhythm from side to side.Her short but shapely legs carried her down the hallway as I stole furtive glances at her mature figure.

“So what is it you do exactly to afford a place like this?” I looked around as she lead me into a hallway filled with pictures of Christy. I actually didn't know much about Chrity's home life but then we only just recently become friends.

“Me personally. I run a boutique store selling high end fashion which is how me Helena meet back when she used to model before she gave it up and opened her spa.” Mona smiled. Meaning both of the ladies were in management. She guided me down the hallway and I noticed more family photos lining the walls. My eyes scanned the numerous framed photographs lining the walls capturing Christy's life from childhood to present day. I smiled as I saw a large photo showed Christy in her blue and white cheerleading uniform standing with her pom-poms at her sides. Another image captured Christy and her two mothers smiling together with their arms around each other.

“Why did she give it up. She is still a gorgeous woman?” I smiled wondering what she had looked like back in her modeling days as she was a gorgeous woman for her age. I tried to picture Helena as a young model and found myself wondering what she used to look like as I imagined her strutting down a runway dressed in sexy gowns that hugged her curvy body.

“I would have to agree with you but sadly most men prefer young women.” Mrs. Mona smiled as she looked back at me. The motion causing her round buttocks to shift in her shorts and her hip to stick out to the side for a second as she twisted her waist. The fabric stretched across her curves accentuating the fullness of her hips and the swell of her backside as she lead me through the house.

“As my father would say some things only get better with age.” I smiled and looked Mrs. Mona over. She may not have been a model but she was not a bad looking older woman. My eyes traced the contours of her body as I smiled at the way her breasts strained slightly against her sports bra with every step.

“He sounds like a smart man.”Mona replied as she glanced back at me over her shoulder. Her lips curled into a teasing smile and the playful glint in her eye lingered for a second before she turned away again.

“I don't know if I go that far.” I shook my head slightly as I recalled some of my father's more impulsive comments. I loved my father to **** and while he had a good head on his shoulders he had a habit of speaking before he thought. We passed by a study with a large wooden desk and bookshelves lining the walls.

“What do your parents do for a living?” She asked as she slowed her pace slightly as she spoke and glanced back at me over her shoulder.

“Mom was a stay at home mom though she does tailoring on the side and dads a master contractor as he calls which is his way of saying middle management and has people under him.” I smiled. Not that dad wasn't one to get his hands dirty and do the job himself but he had people to do the grunt work.

“Here we are.” She said as we came up on a door where I heard soft music and the sound of heavy breathing. She turned the handle and pushed the door open revealing a small home gym. The room was well-equipped with exercise equipment like a exercise bike and treadmill and a large mirror on one wall. Sunlight streamed in through large windows illuminating the polished wooden floor and gleaming exercise equipment.

As we entered I saw Saw Mrs. Helena dressed in a white and pink sports bra and exercise shorts. She was laying on the floor with her feet up and raised her tone buttocks off the ground and thrust her pelvis upward while arching her back. The motion made her breasts bounce with each thrust as her chest glistened with sweat and her glutes tightened underneath the shorts. Her face was flushed with effort and her hair clung damply to her forehead. Her sports bra strained against her ample chest barely containing her breasts. Beads of sweat rolled down her tanned skin tracing the contours of her body. Her rhythmic breathing filled the room punctuated by occasional soft grunts of effort as her toned thighs and calves flexed.

“Hey babe. A handsome young man showed up on our door. Can we keep him.” Mrs. Mona smiled as she slid close and put an arm around me as her fingers traced the curve of my back and her nails tickled my side as she put an arm around me. Her body pressed against mine soft and warm her ample breast rubbing against my arm through the thin fabric of her sports bra causing it to jiggle slightly and hip her to bump into me. The heat from her body radiated through her thin clothing and I could feel the softness of her curves pressing against me.

Mrs. Helena sat up and smiled at me as she grabbed a towel. “Hey Jake sweetie. What are you doing here?” She smiled as she dabbed the towel over her deep plunging cleavage. The motion made her breasts jiggle and the snug fabric of her sports bra push them together. She reached back and wiped the nape of her neck as her full breasts lifted higher and pressed more firmly against the tight fabric as her back arched. I couldn't help but notice her hard nipples poking out through the fabric. Her skin glistened with a light sheen of sweat as she moved and the fabric of her sports bra strained against her ample chest.

“I came by to patch that hole for Christy.” I held up the tube of spray foam I had brought along and gave it a little wiggle.

“Well aren't you a sweetheart. I can see why Alice love your cute ass so much.” The curve of her lips lifted slightly as she dragged the towel over the side of her damp neck while her shoulders rolled back.

“Agreed.” Mrs. Mona fingers ran down my back and gave my ass a firm squeeze which made me jump as her finger dug into the flesh of my ass.

She laughed at me as I pulled and lightly licked her lips as she smiled at me mischievously. The slow sweep of her tongue left a faint sheen of moisture behind as the corners of her mouth lifted into an amused smile. I could see where her daughter got her teasing flirtation from.

“Hey now.” I smirked while trying to hide a smile as I looked at her.

“I am going to jump in a nice long bath and soak.” Mrs. Mona said as she walked over and leaned down to give her wife a kiss on the lips. Her breasts filled the snug material of her sports bra as she leaned in lower casing it to sway subtly against the taut material. As she leaned over I could not help but admire the way her yoga pants spread over her nice round full ass and outlined her crotch snugly.

“Okay maybe I will come join you in a bit after I stretch out.” Mrs. Helena smiled as she reached up and gave her wife's cheek a caresses as they kissed.

She glanced over catching me looking at her wife's behind as she gave me a playful wink as she reached up and adjusted the straps of her sports bra and tugged her breasts up.

Mrs. Mona stood up and walked over and smiled as she past as she gave me a look like she might try to grab my ass again.

“Why don't you come help me stretch out Jake?” Mrs. Helena smiled at me and raised her finger giving it a wiggle as she tossed the towel aside before running a hand through her hair. She rolled onto her side facing away from making the snug fabric of her shorts pull tighter over her hips and bunch in her ass as she looked back over her shoulder.

“Okay.” I shrugged trying to hide my enthusiasm and came over setting the spray foam aside and Helena rolled onto her side away from me. My eyes running over her body as she faces away from me. Her toned waist tapered into the curve of her hips as the snug material of her shorts hugged every dip and rise along her backside as her shorts while the fabric molded against the shape of her ass.

“Don't be shy.” She teased and glanced back over her shoulder. Her voice carried a playful undertone as she looked at me. I trust you have done this with Alice before?” She smirked and shifted her leg up invitingly.

“Once or twice after practice on Thursdays.” I nodded. Helena raised her leg up and I put one hand on the outside of her hip and the other on her calf as I help lift her leg. Her thighs spreading apart. The smooth skin of her inner thigh grew taut as the muscles stretched and the soft give of her flesh pressed into my palm. The snug fabric of her shorts pulled tighter around her curvy hips as they lifted while the stretched material along her inner thighs loosened and parted to offer teasing glimpses of soft skin. Helena let out a soft grunt as I pushed her leg further and her body tensed momentarily with the stretch. A slow exhale left her parted lips as the tension in her thigh eased slightly though the heat of her skin still pulsed under my touch. Her fingers pressed firmly against the mat as her nails dragged lightly over the surface while the heat from her skin pulsed warmly beneath my touch.

“Little more cutie, I can take it” She said as she softly touched my and let her fingers graze my hand. I nodded and gave her and leaned closer, putting her leg on my shoulder and ran my hand around her thigh feel the smooth soft skin. Her skin was like smooth butter under my finger tips. Her shorts rode up higher exposing more of her toned thigh as I adjusted my grip on her leg. The fabric bunched at her hip revealing a tantalizing glimpse of the curve where her thigh met her buttock. I glanced down and found myself wetting my lips as I admired its firm round shape as I felt a little dry in the mouth. Her fingers curled slightly against the mat as her nails lightly scraped over the surface while the deepening stretch made her breath hitch.

“That's it.” She smiled and closed her eyes for a second. Her eyelashes fluttered and a soft sigh escaped her parted lips as her thigh flexed upward.

“Okay other leg.” She said as she glanced back over my shoulder and patted my hand. The warmth of her palm lingered briefly against my skin as her fingers trailed away while her leg lowered back onto the mat. Her fingertips left a tingling sensation on my skin as they brushed across my hand and I could feel the subtle shift of her body as she prepared to switch legs.

“How was the night out with the girls?” She asked as she rolled over and raised her leg up. I took her ankle and raised her foot while my hand rested on the curve of her hip. The firm warmth of her thigh pressed into my palm as the smooth stretch of her skin glided beneath my fingertips.

“Well enough. Alice had me dance with Brit most of the night to get her mind off of her asshole boyfriend.” I smirked. Granted I hardly knew him but I didn't like him for the way he had treated Brit and dumped her after stinging her along.

“I would have loved to see that. I can not picture you dancing.” She teased as she propped up her body on her elbow. Helena's movement caused her sports bra to shift slightly and the fabric strained against her ample chest as she adjusted her position.

“My older sister and her friends taught me.” I smirked lifting her leg all the way up into a ninety degree angle as I admired her flexibility for her age. My eyes running down over her thigh to where her shorts parted just enough for a glimpse of her bare mound and though I did not have the best view I could tell it was completely shaved. I quickly looked up feeling a little guilty about stealing a peek as her hand touched mine and softly caressed my skin

“Still you do not look the part but it was sweet of you to go with them as their designated driver. I feel better knowing Christy has at least one responsible friend and it is sweet you care about Alice friends even if they can be a trying.” She said as she softly rubbed my hand softly and gave it a pat. Her fingernails trailed lightly over my skin as she spoke and her hand lingered on mine.

"Yeah, they can be a handful sometimes, but it's always fun at least.” As she laid on her back her breasts flattened out and spread out as they filled her sports bra as the material stretched to accommodate their fullness causing them to round out at the top creating a snug tight cleavage between them. They rounded nicely at the tops and jiggled as she shifted to get comfortable. The fabric of her sports bra strained to contain her ample curves as her chest rose and fell with each breath drawing attention to the enticing valley between her breasts.

“I take it you never ended up at the strip club like Brit wanted?” She said raising her leg up into an L shape.

“No.” I blushed slightly at the though and took her leg putting her foot on my shoulder as her calf rested against my chest. leaned forward pushing her leg up to her chest. She let out a soft moan as as I worked the leg back and forth. as while my other slid down her calf. She let out a soft grunt her raised leg made the hem of her shorts creep higher up her hip and expose more of her upper thigh and revealing tantalizing glimpses of skin along her inner thigh. Her knee pressed into her breasts firmly into the soft mound and made the flesh spread outward while against the snug fabric of her sports bra causing her left breasts to bulge. I kept one hand on her shin against my chest while my other hand rested on soft smooth skin as her skin felt warm and supple against my palms. The fabric of her sports bra strained against her chest as her breathing deepened and her nipples became visible through the thin material in the cool air of the gym. She let out a deep exhale as she laid there with her eyes and her breasts rose and feel softly straining against the sports bra as I did a dynamic stretch as her knee pressed in and out against her breasts and she let out a soft grunt.

“This is just what I needed. You should come over every weekend.” She said ass he opened her eyes and looked at me with a sly smile as she patted my hand for me to release the stretch. “I have a question. Are you any good with computers?” I gently lowered her leg back down to the floor and felt the smoothness of her freshly shaved calf as my hand slid along her skin.

"Some what. I know a little bit but I am no expert why?" I said moving over to her other leg as I walked on my knees. The mat compressed under my weight as I shifted position and I could feel the softness of the gym carpeting beneath.

“I think I have some program blocking mine and a web site keeps coming up telling me I need to contact a number.” She shifted slightly on the mat and reached tugging her shorts down from where they had road up into her crotch. She raised her ass and shimmed her hips causing them to sway teasingly from side to side as she pulled them out of where they had bunched in her crack. Her breasts jiggled noticeably within her sports bra as she wiggled her hips to adjust her shorts. The movement drew my eyes to her chest and I noticed how her nipples pressed against the thin fabric creating distinct points in the material. Beads of sweat glistened on her breasts and cleavage catching the light as she breathed heavily drawing attention to her heaving chest.

“Yeah that is probably ransomware.” I smirked as I wrapped my right hand around her smooth thigh and shin as she placed her foot up on my shoulder. My palm slid along her leg as I positioned it for the stretch feeling the warmth of her skin beneath my fingers. I pushed her leg back slowly bringing her knee to her chest and pressed my fingers into the soft flesh of her inner thigh. Her breathing became more rapid and shallow as I deepened the stretch and her chest heaved with each inhale. The heat from her body radiated against my palms as I held the stretch and I could feel her muscles trembling slightly under the tension.

“I can take a look but I am sure they can fix it at any computer store if you want it done professionally.” I frowned. I had done some stuff on computers but typically I had to look up how to videos and I could always call my friend Josh if I got stuck. My hands continued to work her leg as I spoke gently kneading the muscles to increase blood flow. The warmth of her skin radiated through my fingertips as I pressed into the firm yet pliant muscle beneath her thigh.

“I have a few videos on there I rather not be made public if you know what I mean.” She smirked as her cheeks flushed slightly. Her words caught me off guard and I felt my own cheeks warm as I realized the implications of what she was saying. Her leg shifted slightly within my hold making the warmth of her inner thigh press more fully against my palm as the sensation sent a faint pulse through my fingertips. My grip tightened slightly on her thigh as I processed her implication. The heat from her skin seemed to intensify beneath my palm as the weight of her confession sank in. The soft flesh beneath my fingers tensed briefly before relaxing again as I unconsciously flexed my grip before releasing it.

“Oh.” I pursed my lips trying to hide a smile at the thought. My mind raced with images of her and her wife in intimate scenarios and I struggled to maintain my composure. A small part of me wondered how explicit they were and if I'd get to see any of it while fixing her computer. The possibility made my heart race and I felt a stirring in my groin. My eyes met hers as I tried to maintain my composure and I felt warmth rising to my cheeks. She smiled slyly as she noticed my reaction as she probably knew what I was thinking.

“Yeah. I rather not have videos of me and my wife ending up on the internet. I do not care if they get deleted but I have work documents and stuff I need to get off of their.” She propped herself up on her elbows causing her sports bra to stretch taut across her chest. She patted my hand to let her leg back down. I slowly lowered her leg back to the mat my hands sliding along her smooth skin as I released the stretch.