"She reached over and rubbed the front of my thigh."You're not going to use a lot of weight because we don't want to injure your knees, just give me t...ree sets of twelve at this weight."While I was doing that, she went over to Joe and corrected his form as he did his pull downs. Then she went over to the free weights and set up for my next exercise."John, come here. Now we're going to work on your hamstrings and your glutes. It's called a squat. I want you to hold on to this bar and make. If you do this, you won’t be happy, you will go beyond happiness.” “Ok.” Kelly bolted up in bed, taking in every breath her lungs could fit. She was back in her room and the sky outside her window was turning pink as the sun approached the horizon. It had been a dream, it had all been a dream, but did that make it any less meaningful? If it was just a dream, then didn’t that mean that it was her own brain telling her to change? Looking down, she stared at her trembling hands for several. Enjoying this with me. Maybe she was. Maybe she liked watching her husband fuck other women, but I had a feeling this was for him. He reached under my body and gripped my breasts. I turned my newly free head to the side and gulped in as much air as I could. My chest was no longer tight and my lungs were thankful for the break. I felt myself nearing the edge. My muscles tightened as I came close to an orgasm. I knew he was able to tell. I thought he was going to pull out of me again before I. As Coltrane pours his heart into his version of “My Favorite Things” I hear a knock on the door. I open it to find Alison, a six pack of beer and a heavenly smell emanating from the big box she’s carrying in front of her. “Problem solved, neighbor” she says, “care to share your view with me for a slice or two?” I usher her in with a smile and we make ourselves comfortable, exchanging small talk about the week and other neighbors – a very pleasant surprise for me. After an hour or so, we’ve.